Conan: The Mechanic

Ten thirty in the evening, Maori Detective Agency.

"Bell—" The phone's ringtone echoed in Mao Lilan's ears—this was Mao Lilan's personal phone number and was not open to the public, so the caller must be an acquaintance.

"Hey, this is Maurilan." Maurilan answered the phone.

"Xiao Lan, is that you..." To Mao Lilan's surprise, He Ye's voice came from the opposite side - what was different from her impression was that He Ye's voice was very low this time, even hesitant. Somewhat hoarse.

"He Ye?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise. "How's your voice..."

"Something happened..." He Ye's voice was very depressed. "That, Xiaolan, let me ask you, have you ever worried about Kudo leaving you?"

"No—" Maurilan responded subconsciously, but suddenly realized something. "Wait a minute, Kazuha, is something wrong? Did Hattori do something?"

"Heiji..." He Ye's voice trembled a little when he said this. "He went to Kyoto to find his first love..."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was stunned.

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"Ah, I probably understand..." After listening to He Ye's description of the cause and effect, Mao Lilan had probably realized He Ye's current situation. "But, listen to me, there is still no evidence that he went to Kyoto to find that first love, right? I heard that Conan's persuasion department also went to Kyoto a month ago, and it was to investigate the case? (The author? : See the Dark Tracker for details, to follow the clues of tanabata-kyo.

"However, the newspaper is spread out on his desk. Usually, he only puts the information of the task he is currently carrying out on it. This shows that he is doing this thing right now..." He Ye said softly. said.

"Maybe it's something else..." Maurilan said with relief. "Hattobe is a detective after all..."

At this moment, she heard footsteps not far away—it was Shizuka Hattori who came in with a tray.

"Auntie, you're here..." Kazuha, who was half lying on the bed, said so, and glanced at the quilt that was covering him—this was the bed belonging to Heiji Hattori.

I was lying on this bed when I woke up just now. It seemed that my aunt helped her up after she found out that she had passed out. After that, she also told He Ye, who were obviously in a low mood, to sleep at their house first, anyway, Heiji It also doesn't look like it will be back today.

"Let's have some tea first," Hattori Shizuka always seemed to be so calm. "Your eyes are swollen from crying, how can you not drink something."

With that said, Hattori Shizuka put the tray on Hattori Heiji's table, poured hot tea from the teapot, and poured some cold water into the teacup from the kettle next to him. "He Ye, have a drink."

"Well..." He Ye took the teacup and took a sip. "Thank you auntie..."

"That's right," Maurilan said suddenly. "Ask Auntie, maybe she knows something and maybe she doesn't know anything?"

"Hmm..." After He Ye hesitated for a while, he finally chose to ask Hattori Shizuka. "Auntie, has Heiji met any Kyoto girls recently?"

"Girls in Kyoto?" Hattori Shizuka raised his eyebrows, then turned his eyes to the newspaper on the table. "Ah, are you worried about what it says above, that first love?"

"Uh... um..." He Ye nodded embarrassedly. "Auntie... how much do you know about this matter?"

"How much do you know?" Hattori Shizuka stared into Kazuya's eyes. "How much do you know about the whole thing, or how much do you know about the first love of the same time?"

"Do you know who that first love is?" He Ye asked quickly.

"I definitely don't know who it is," Hattori Shizuka stared at Kazuya, whose expression had dimmed a little because of those words. "However, if this is the case, I don't think Heiji will just go out like that, right?"

"Huh?" He Ye raised his head abruptly and looked at Hattori Shizuka with a look of hope.

"Do you remember how long it took you to get dressed after Heiji won the kendo competition as a child?" Hattori Shizuka just reminded Kazuya in a enticing tone.

"I remember..." As Hattori Heiji's childhood sweetheart, that moment has long been deeply engraved in Kazuha's memory. "It seems that he has been preparing for a long time, right? It seems that he asked his uncle (Hittobe Heiji's father) to check his clothes, and also asked my aunt to teach him what to do when he is nervous after taking the stage."

"Yes," Hattori Shizuka smiled and nodded. "That time Heiji prepared for a long time, and even the clothes were carefully put on, for fear of getting a little stain - but look at this time, what did Heiji wear when he went out?"

"It seems like..." He Ye recalled uncertainly. "Ah! It's the usual clothes!"

"So what do you think Heiji is going to Kyoto for this time?" Hattori Shizuka seemed satisfied with He Ye's reaction and continued to lead the conversation.

"It's definitely not going to meet a girl I haven't seen for a long time~www.readwn.com~ At least it's definitely not the kind of girl who is sacred to him!" The tension on He Ye's face had mostly disappeared. "Otherwise, that guy will definitely not sleep well for two or three days and go to Kyoto dressed like a peacock!"

"I know a little about the reason why he went to Kyoto today," Shizuka Hattori continued. "The owner of a takoyaki shop he usually goes to was murdered, and he suspects that there is a big case involved, and the clue is likely to be in Kyoto. Have you ever thought that he might just go there to investigate case?"

"That newspaper..." He Ye suddenly looked at the newspaper again. "Why did he read that newspaper..."

"In this case," Hattori Shizuka looked at Kazuya. "Perhaps it's better to ask in person? Maybe your presence will strengthen his determination. Maybe."

"..." After thinking with Ye for a while, he nodded firmly. "I understand."

"Do you need me to book a ticket for you?" Hattori Shizuka asked. "The first train tomorrow morning. If you book now, it may be too late, but I have some means on my side to book a ticket for tomorrow morning."

"Yeah!" He Ye nodded. "Then please auntie!"

"Don't worry," Hattori Shizuka smiled and looked at He Ye Jian's eyes. "It's all wrapped up in me."

Hattori Shizuka has enough confidence that she can provide Kazuha with a ticket for tomorrow morning.

After all, she had already called and booked the last ticket when He Ye passed out—she knew that He Ye was a child who was unwilling to admit defeat, and maybe it might have been a little hesitant at first, but with a little guidance, She will become a resolute and courageous female fighter like the one on the field.

She would never choose to escape at such a time.