Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"That's it. I hope you can help me find my sister."

Unlike what Amuro Toru imagined, the woman in front of him did not ask to find any perverts or stalkers. She just took out two photos from her chest pocket, one of which was a group photo of two blonde girls, and the other was a female high school student in a suit school uniform.

The girls in the group photo were only twelve years old. One had short hair and the other had long hair that went over her waist. The single photo was the girl with long hair, standing at the gate of a school with an English name on it, smiling shyly at the camera.

"Both photos were taken with film cameras, and they seem to be of very good quality."

Taking the photos from the woman's hand, Amuro Toru first touched the material of the photos and determined that they were photos developed with the best materials and would not fade for decades.

"That photo was taken when my sister and I were little. This photo was taken by me when my sister was in high school in England after she graduated from high school and before she went to Harvard University."

Mari Akai took off her sunglasses with a nostalgic look on her face: "She met her husband in college and then came to Japan. I want to ask you to help me find her so that I can meet her again."

Without looking at the photo, Amuro Toru covered it on the table and crossed his hands over his mouth: "Excuse me, ma'am, your Japanese is very good, and you don't sound like someone who is coming to Japan for the first time."

So if she really had a good relationship with her sister, she would have probably gone to find her or commissioned a detective long ago, and it wouldn't have come to this now.

Having seen too many cases like this, although Amuro Toru's expression did not change, he sneered in his heart.

[I'm afraid she did something to her sister, so she didn't go to see her. Or she has already killed her sister, arranged the mechanism, and is waiting for a third-rate detective who can provide her with an alibi. 】

"Indeed, this is not my first time in Japan. I lived here for a long time before, but I have reasons why I cannot find her, so I haven't done it until now."

"Then can I understand that you are no longer bound by this constraint, so why don't you find the police?"

Mari Akai did not answer the question, but just stared at the canned coffee on the table in a daze, with the clock ticking in the background, until the man opposite could not help it.

Toru Amuro slumped back, crossed his legs, and hung his right hand on the back of the sofa: "I can take your commission, but you have to tell me the reason."

"The police will bring me trouble."

The man in front of him was Yuji Kudo's fake "childhood sweetheart". According to her previous judgment and information collection, Toru Amuro was just a comic assistant who usually worked a few jobs.

But he drove a sports car and rented a house of about 60 square meters in the city center. Even if he worked until his liver was broken, it would not work. In addition, Yuji Kudo had a close relationship with that organization, so if nothing unexpected happened, Toru Amuro was also inseparable from the organization.

Otherwise, with the style of that organization, with such a big variable next to the cash cow, it is estimated that this man would have closed his account by now.

"Okay, since you are really honest, I will agree to it."

Amuro Toru pulled out a contract and a fountain pen from behind. After Akai Mari signed and left, he turned the photo and carefully observed the appearance of the long-haired girl, his pupils constricted.

After confirming the girl's name written in small characters in the lower right corner of the photo, Amuro Toru picked up the coffee cup and walked to the window with the photo.

"It would be great if this was your current photo..."