CONAN: I have a compositing station

Since Kudo Yusaku has colluded with the doctor, he naturally has an understanding of the props on Conan.

In order to make the entire kidnapping more realistic, maybe all the props on Conan's body will be manipulated.

If this scene, Natsuki is really one of the actors in Kudo Yusaku's plan.

Then Kudo Yusaku naturally won't let Natsuki find Conan so easily.

So Natsuki didn't pin his hopes on the detective badge.

For the search for Conan, Natsuki is not in a hurry.

The other party is not really a kidnapper or child trafficker, and will not take Conan out of the rice flower market.

So Conan must be in this little rice flower market.

If the scope is narrowed down to Rice Flower City, it is not difficult for Natsuki to find Conan.

First of all, Kudo Yusaku has just returned from abroad, and in a sense, he is a "new arrival".

After kidnapping Conan, Kudo Yusaku doesn't have many options if he wants to find a place to stay.

One is temporary accommodation in hostels, restaurants, etc.

One is the house.

Hostels and restaurants are unlikely.

After all, there are many people.

And Conan is not an ordinary child yet.

If you choose to be in hostels and hotels, as long as Conan wakes up and makes a little movement halfway, the scene is easy to pause halfway.

Houses are different.

The house is a private territory, and as long as it is not noise such as explosions and shootings, no matter what happens inside, it will not be seen by passers-by.

The concealment will be much higher.

It is convenient for Kudo Yusaku to sing the trick....

Natsuki walked to the street entrance, and there was a fruit shop on the side of the road.

The canopy in front of the store is expense, and there are a lot of fruits at the door.

The owner appears to be a Chinese, sitting in the doorway, blowing a fan and eating watermelon.

Natsuki heard the Chinese broadcast on the radio.

Natsuki glanced up at the signboard on the door.

Hou's Fruit Store.

"Boss, how do you sell this watermelon?"

Xia Mu came closer and said in Chinese.

"Ten bucks a pound."

The boss sitting in the doorway raised his head, revealing a face that was inconspicuous in the crowd.

After hearing Xia Mu's question in Chinese, the other party also answered in Chinese.

The stall owner looked up and saw Natsuki.

His gaze glanced Natsuki up and down, still holding a lit cigarette in his hand.

The other party's actions gave Xia Mu a sense of déjà vu.

He subconsciously replied.

"Are your melon skins made of gold, or are the melon particles made of gold?"

Hearing this, the stall owner showed an impatient expression on his face.

"Look at the melons in the island country, these are all melons shipped from Xia Country, you are too expensive and I am too expensive."

"You pick one for me."

An inexplicable smile appeared on Natsuki's face.

"Okay."

The stall owner nodded, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and then got up to pick a watermelon for Natsuki.

"How about this?"

The stall owner picked up a watermelon and patted it, the sound was crisp.

"Is this melon ripe?"

Natsuki asked soulfully.

Hearing this, the stall owner narrowed his eyes.

He asked a little impatiently.

"I open a fruit store, can I sell you raw melon eggs?"

Familiar dialogue, the sense of déjà vu is getting stronger and stronger.

Natsuki subconsciously glanced at the booth in front of him.

No knives.

That's all right....

If there were knives, Natsuki didn't know if there would be a scene of Sarilang...

"Call it."

Natsuki smiled and nodded.

I don't know if I felt Natsuki's gaze, and the stall owner's movements paused.

"You are young, you talk strangely."

The stall owner shook his head and then placed the watermelon on the scale.

"Fifteen pounds, one hundred and fifty pieces."

"One hundred and fifty yen, or one hundred and fifty pieces?"

Natsuki asked in Japanese.

The stall owner who was weighing the watermelon looked up.

"Little day... Young man, are you from an island country?

"One hundred and fifty yuan, even if you are three thousand, wipe you with zero."

Hearing Natsuki speak Japanese, the stall owner seemed to react, Natsuki is an island native.

"By the way, boss, inquire with you, is there any uninhabited house in the neighborhood recently, and suddenly came back."

"Or the sudden change of occupants coming in and out."

"A woman is a man, the woman is probably a little chubby, the man is wearing a trench coat, and the gods are mysterious."

"Probably with a sleeping child."

A watermelon is fifteen pounds, and the stall owner obviously treats Xia Mu as a wronged head.

But Natsuki did not have a seizure, but asked Conan about it.

The stall owner squinted his eyes and looked at Natsuki.

"You have to ask the police about this, I'm a watermelon seller..."

Natsuki turned the tray over and the watermelon on it tumbled to the side.

On the tray, there are two magnets.

"I know Officer Twilight of the Metropolitan Police Department, but I think he doesn't know as much as you know."

Natsuki said with a smile.

The reason why he chose this store, in addition to meeting the kindness of his fellow villagers, is also because of the good view here.

Before Natsuki came over, he saw the stall owner listening to the radio while watching the gossip around him.

The other party guarded the stall all day, and if Kudo Yukiko really took Conan to a nearby house, the other party is likely to know some news.

Natsuki took out five thousand yen from his pocket and placed it on the table next to him.

Seeing the money, the stall owner's eyes immediately changed.

"What did you just ask?"

"I seem to remember, you said that my memory is good and bad, and I almost forgot about it."

The stall owner said, grabbing the money that was placed on the table.

He forced a smile on his face and looked at Natsuki with a smile and said.

"There is really a nearby house, saying that it was out for tourism, and yesterday suddenly entered a car..." As

he said, the stall owner put the tray back without a trace.

He cut the watermelon, packed it in a bag, and handed it to Natsuki, his wrinkled face full of smiles.

"Boss noble surname?"

After listening, Xia Mu suddenly asked.

He glanced at the plastic bag handed over by the boss, and the watermelon inside had been evenly cut.

"The surname is Hou, you can also call me Laohou."

"Boss Hou settled in the island country? How many years? Natsuki

took out the watermelon from the plastic bag and handed a piece to the other party.

The stall owner did not expect that Xia Mu, who was pitted, would actually hand him a piece, and was stunned for a moment.

But he still calmly took it.

"Then who remembers Qing, but twenty years should be there."

"Twenty years, haven't you thought about going back?"

"Go back, my home is here." Young man, you Chinese very good words, I thought you were a fellow countryman. "

I've loved Chinese since I was a kid. Boss Hou got married?

"No, I like a girl, but others don't look at me."

"Boss Hou can import watermelons from Xia Country, and no one can look at this family?"

"Hahaha... Trade secrets, trade secrets. "

Perhaps because Xia Mu people are stupid and have a lot of money, Lao Hou is also willing to deal with Xia Mu, and the two of you chatted casually.

"The watermelons sold by Boss Hou here are all directly cut?"

“...... What we sell is a service. "