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"To put it simply, Detective Mori and I were entrusted with the same commission by two different clients. The only difference is that Detective Mori's client is Hirota Kenzo's daughter, that is, Miss Hirota Masami, and my client is Hirota Kenzo’s younger brother…”

Then he explained in detail the entire process of meeting Akira Hirota yesterday before calling the Megure Police Department.

It's just that this information cannot be said to be useless, it can only be said that it has no effect at all.

Of course, it was impossible for the police department to actually say this. In this situation, any news would be good news. He nodded solemnly.

"I see. So Akira Hirota completely matches all the characteristics of the prisoner. Did he mention his plans after finding Kenzo Hirota?"

"Absolutely not."

Serabel spread her hands.

This is definitely impossible. According to normal people's thinking, most family searching events will end in family reunion after finding relatives.

What's more, the relationship between the detective and the client is nothing more than getting paid to do things. Who would go back and ask questions like "What are you going to do after you find it?"

Does anyone know you well?

"Then this is troublesome. Although there are not many people in Japan who are 1.9 meters tall, it is almost impossible to find them immediately. It would be great if we could know the approximate location..." Police Department Megure sighed with his forehead.

After all, Japan is nothing like Siris, with all kinds of high-definition cameras all over the streets. Not to mention killing people, maybe even who takes a poop in a dark dead end will be filmed and recorded.

There are very few official cameras in Japan. Basically, except for the cameras used to shoot speeding vehicles at intersections, the rest are basically only available on public sites, and the rest are basically set up by private individuals.

Whether there is or not is one thing.

But let’s talk about the approximate location…

Conan, who had been sitting alone on the seat with his chin pinched and his feet dangling in the air before, seemed to be triggered by some keyword, and almost reflexively raised his hand and pressed the corner of the side of the glasses frame almost like an electric shock.

Serabel habitually paid attention to every move of everyone in the room, and when she noticed the former's abnormal behavior, she couldn't help but take a sideways look.

Then, he actually saw a small radar image on the opponent's lens. Although it was very faint, it was indeed... and there was a yellow dot on it that was constantly moving and flashing.

Got it!

His eyes suddenly lit up, and Conan jumped down from the seat.

Because it was so sudden, before Mouri Kogoro, Xiaolan and others could even react, they saw a certain kid with glasses slipping out of the conference room.

Couldn't even close the door.

"Hey, brat, where are you going?"

Mouri Kogoro clenched his fist, slammed the table and roared, causing a crossroads to explode on his forehead.

He never expected that Conan would actually cause trouble at this juncture, which made his blood pressure rise.

Xiaolan was also caught off guard. She wanted to go out and bring Conan back, but she had to calm down her father first. She was caught in a dilemma for a while.

At the critical moment, Serabel stood up and yawned silently.

"You guys keep chatting, I'll go find him and call him anytime if I find anything new."

……

The perspective changed. Conan, who risked being beaten on the head like a Tathagata Buddha, had just rushed out of the Office of the Search Division [-] when Serabel's voice sounded like a ghost from above his head behind him.

"Your glasses look very special. Have you discovered anything new?"

Eh?

Although he was secretly surprised at the opponent's speed, the current situation was urgent, and Conan no longer had the time to show off.

"Well, I guess. Although it's just luck, I probably know the whereabouts of Miss Yami now."

"Oh? That's great, let's go there now..."

"No! Wait a minute!"

Seeing that the elevator hall of the Metropolitan Police Department building was in front of him, and there was no one queuing up next to the elevator, Conan suddenly stopped.

As soon as he stopped, Serabel also stopped.

"what happened?"

"no car!"

I had so much snot in my mouth that I thought about throwing it away. I finally found out the whereabouts of the target and was about to start chasing him, only to realize that there was no transportation. It was really terrible.

Looking back, Conan gritted his teeth and realized that Mouri Kogoro and the others had not caught up.

"Wait for me, I'll call the Megure Police Department and the others!"

"No, as for the car, I have it."

A simple sentence made the boy make an emergency stop again. Serabel leisurely took out a key chain with Audi car keys from his pocket, picked it up and turned it gently on his fingertips.

The trainee detective raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you mean, set off directly?"

"...Let's go straight away!"

There is no way, especially in terms of power storage. Unless humans take another big step forward in materials science, the extremely small size means that it must be at the expense of reduced capacity.

What's more, the glasses are not equipped with a function to check the battery. No one knows when the battery will be exhausted, so every second counts.

So the elevator carrying the two of them went all the way down.

A moment later, with the roar of the car engine in the parking lot, a black Audi A3 drifted out of the main gate of the Metropolitan Police Department and blended into the rolling traffic on the road outside.

The main driver, Sera Bell, confidently held the steering wheel with one hand. With the other hand, he skillfully took out an original Alpine lollipop from the storage box, unwrapped it and threw it into his mouth.

"I want to eat and take it myself."

He spoke intently to Conan, who was almost shaken to his brains by a series of tail-drifts that followed before he could even buckle his seatbelt on the co-pilot.

"No, no need..."

The shocked Conan's mouth twitched slightly and he declined politely. After confirming that the seat belt was firmly fastened, he silently reached out and grabbed the handle above his right hand.

He suddenly regretted agreeing to let this guy drive just now at the elevator door to save trouble.

If I had known earlier, I might as well have wasted a little more time and called the Memu Police Department and the others. ?

Chapter 31 Tool Man Xiao Ke

What made Conan quite gratified was that this guy's driving style suddenly became much smoother after he drove onto the road.

But yes, although the location of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is not in the city center, in order to be able to provide support to every place in the area under its jurisdiction as quickly as possible, its geographical location is only on the edge of the urban area, and the surrounding roads Basically, they are the main arterial roads in and out of the urban area, and they are destined to be empty even if they are not congested.

Moreover, it was during the evening rush hour after get off work, so the road was very crowded.

How did you say that?

There are hundreds of people in the city, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Serabel obviously hasn't awakened the ability to stand in and make the sidewalks instantly spacious, so it's everyone's responsibility to abide by the traffic rules.

As the black Audi A3 drove past a section of the road again and entered a solid line marked with a straight arrow on the ground, Conan in the passenger seat noticed that the flashing yellow dot on the radar map of his glasses suddenly moved to the left.

"Ah, we have to turn left next..."

"It's too late, so you didn't say it earlier, you can only go straight now, and turn left at the next intersection."

Serabel lazily leaned in the driver's seat, chewing a lollipop, and the noise of the streets and roads mixed together and faintly came in through the car window.

"You can't blame me for this. I just saw the yellow dot on the radar suddenly move to the left." Conan said.

"Is the person who made this for you named Lester..."

"No, my name is Dr. Ali."

"I don't know him."

"You can be considered a relative of mine."

"What kind of relative do you think you would make this kind of thing for a child, and then follow the idiot and grab it from the baby?"

Serabel complained casually, and while waiting for the traffic light, his eyes fell on the glasses of the boy next to him.

"So how do you locate this thing of yours? Does it rely on a transmitter? What's the range?"

"About that, the range is about three kilometers." Conan thought for a while.

"That means the other party is within three kilometers of us..."

Serabel's voice stopped suddenly, and then she blurted out something subconsciously.

"We have already driven more than three kilometers from the Metropolitan Police Department. The target is... moving?"

"Well, it seems so."

Conan turned his head back and forth to check his position.

"It should be said that it had been moving before, but it seemed to have stopped suddenly just now."

"Have you found a suitable place to dump the body? No way?"

Serabel sat in the driver's seat and looked around in confusion.

There is one thing to say, since they left the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, they have been driving all the way to the center of Tokyo, but normally, if you want to dump the body, you should choose a place in the wild mountains and mountains in the suburbs.

For example, let's go to the area around Qunma.

But looking at the way the target is moving, is he planning to drop it directly in the city center?seriously?

What kind of performative criminal personality...

"I don't know. Anyway, let's follow him and take a look." Conan shook his head.

This kind of tailing operation is the most torturous. The error tolerance rate of three kilometers is not short, but it is not long.

It's easy to be spotted if you follow him closely, but it's easy to lose him if you follow him far away. If something unexpected happens, just two traffic lights will separate you from the three-kilometer distance.

Fortunately, the other party did not move after reaching a certain node as Conan said.

Serabel just drove the Audi up and down in the urban traffic, getting closer to the target location little by little, and then——

"It's here, it's here."

Conan turned to look at the window on the driver's side. The child's slender arm was raised and pointed over the clutch shift lever between the front seats to the rather old-looking building on the other side of the road.

It was a hotel building. The smooth marble steps in front of the door extended to the crosswalk on the roadside. The gold-lettered signboard composed of English letters directly above it had weathered the cold and heat and was only slightly dusty.

This once should be considered a landmark building in Tokyo, but it has failed to keep up with the changes of the times, but it still retains a retro beauty that is integrated with the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the street.

Free temporary parking spaces were conscientiously set up on both sides of the road. Serabel found an empty parking space nearby, and the two got out of the car and walked across the road to the front of the hotel on the crosswalk.

He leaned down slightly, reached out and patted Conan on the shoulder.

"Go on, it's time to exercise your rights as a child."

"……what?"

Conan's eyes were filled with confusion, and he didn't understand it all of a sudden.

Serabel raised her chin towards the front desk.

"Go and be cute, say you are the other person's brother or something, and see if you can figure out Akira Hirota's room number."

"Oh……"

Got it this time.

So Conan went, and Conan came back.

"I asked, it's Guangtian Mingkai's room, room number 802."

"Nice, let's go."

Serabel gave a thumbs up to indicate a job well done, then turned around and walked toward the elevator.