not enough people?
Sano frowned in confusion.
“It’s been such a long time. Shouldn’t everything be stabilized? Is it because the business has suddenly increased recently?”
Azusa Enomoto said awkwardly: “I could barely cope with it before, but… that was just barely. Neither Aiko nor I are machines. We should always take a break, but now… we can’t leave at all.”
“oh.”
When Azusa Enomoto said this, Sano understood.
“Just take care of it yourself, you are the store manager anyway.”
“OK.”
Looking back, several guys had already ordered their own drinks.
Sano was bored and listened in for a while.
Now it’s time to get down to business.
The junior high school classmate Chibo Jinghua is looking for is also a member of the kendo club with her.
Chiba Jinghua’s club participated in the competition and won the championship in the men’s and women’s categories respectively.
But later on, the man transferred schools in the second grade and lost contact with her.
As for Chibo Jinghua’s problem, it is that her medal from the kendo competition was accidentally thrown away by her family some time ago.
To keep a memory.
Chibo Jinghua had the idea. At that time, she was accidentally taken away by this male classmate. It was the photo she took when she won the award.
To do this, you have to find someone first.
In response to such a situation, Maori Kogoro proposed several plans one after another.
But in the end they were all rejected one by one.
“…What do you think, Mr. Sano?”
Ikeha Jinghua suddenly turned his gaze to Sano: “I heard that as the apprentice of Kogoro Mori, you are also famous as a detective. Do you have any thoughts?”
Sano glanced at Chiba Shizuka.
“The money you gave me is just the introduction fee, the questioning is another price.”
After replying in this way, Sano added: “And you are now this uncle’s client. What’s the point of me interfering? Am I trying to steal my job?”
Upon hearing this, Mouri Kogoro, who was still confused about the word “introduction fee”, immediately gave Sano a thumbs up secretly under the table.
This kid is sensible!
“Yeah.”
Ikeha Jinghua was noncommittal, and suddenly asked Maori Kogoro: “Then Detective Maori, why don’t you ask the person behind you?”
“behind?”
Mouri Kogoro turned around in confusion, only to see a ball of air.
“Oh, I mean Kudo Shinichi.”
As soon as the name was spoken, the air suddenly became silent.
Sano asked with interest: “Why did you suddenly mention that kid?”
“Ah, because I heard that this high school detective has been in contact with the Mori Detective Agency, so I was wondering if I could borrow his brain.”
Chibo Jinghua said so.
Naturally, he was fooled by Conan.
Then at Mao Lilan’s signal.
Conan gave the most reliable plan.
That is – Chi Bo Jinghua’s classmate, as a former swordsman genius, may continue to study in this area after transferring to another school.
You may be able to get the answer by asking the officials of each competition.
Finally at noon.
It really took Kogoro Mouri to find out the news.
“Found it, he is now working as a kendo teacher in a school in Shizuoka Prefecture!”
Mouri Kogoro looked up and saw that Sano and the other four were eating enthusiastically.
… Damn it, why are these guys eating, drinking and having fun here happily, all by themselves, and have to work so hard?
Sensing the inner thoughts behind Mouri Kogoro’s dull expression, Sano picked up another chopstick – the commission is yours, and the commission fee is also your commission fee. If you are not allowed to do the work, do you still expect that your work will be in vain?
“…”
Mouri Kogoro didn’t really lose his temper.
After casually dealing with it for a couple of times, I ran out of the house to rent a car.
Then on the way to Shizuoka Prefecture.
Mouri Kogoro finally couldn’t help but complained.
“I’m not telling you, why do you have to follow us to Shizuoka when you have nothing to do?”
“You said I have nothing to do, so what else is there to say?”
Back row.
Sano Yuya, who was huddled with Conan Maorilan, responded.
Originally, this “commission” was already full of the flavor of the God of Plague.
Especially when Chibo Jinghua explained the situation several times, Conan’s reaction was a bit wrong. It was obvious that he noticed something abnormal about this woman.
Speaking from Sano’s experience.
This bitch is either a murderer or an extremely suspicious troublemaker.
But this guy happened to report Conan’s name later.
This feels a bit interesting.
Test?
What is the purpose and starting point?
Sano touched his chin and looked at Chiba Jinghua… this name with his peripheral vision.
Could it be fake too?
After a boring journey, the group arrived at their destination.
Mouri Kogoro led the way into an apartment based on the detected address.
Finally, he stopped in front of the target’s house and rang the doorbell several times.
But I couldn’t get any response – it seems like it’s gone cold?
“Aren’t you at home? Let’s go out for a walk first. We haven’t had dinner yet.”
Mouri Kogoro suggested.
But as soon as he turned around, a bald middle-aged man walked towards him.
“You guys, do you have something to do with Mr. Shibata?”
Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, “Yes, do you know each other?”
“If you have anything, please tell me quickly. He will go to my house to play mahjong later.”
The bald man said as he spoke.
While walking towards the door of the house of Shibata Shiro, the person Ikeha Shizuka is looking for.
“But Mr. Shibata seems to have gone out on something, isn’t he at home?”
“Going out?”
The bald man rang the doorbell.
“How could this guy go out? He’s probably sleeping.”
With that said, the bald man opened the door directly.
“Look, the door isn’t even locked.”
Mouri Kogoro and Ikeha Shizuka looked at each other and followed them into the house.
Inside the house, the TV was very loud.
There was a half-eaten meal on the table that seemed to have gone cold.
Just when Mouri Kogoro and Conan were subconsciously investigating.
A middle-aged woman wearing glasses suddenly walked into the room.
After seeing Sano and the others, panic suddenly appeared on his face.
“Who are you? Why do you enter other people’s homes without permission? Are you thieves!?”
Before Mouri Kogoro, who was also flustered, could explain.
The bald man who went deeper into the house first suddenly heard a scream.
“Shibata, what’s wrong with you Shibata!?”
The faces of Conan and others changed, and they quickly followed deeper into the living room.
A middle-aged man with blood on his head was lying on the ground, his eyes wide.
No longer breathing.
…The police arrived quickly.
The leader was none other than the coral-headed policeman Sano had seen, called Henggou. What was Henggou?
Forget it, it’s all trivial matters.
Sano watched as Sango Hengo learned about the situation from Mouri Kogoro, and then went back to investigate the suspect – the bald uncle named Yoshikawa Takezo, who lived in the same apartment as Shibata Shiro’s neighbor. They often fight together on weekdays. Mahjong, and that woman is called Shibata Kyoko.
Undoubtedly she was the deceased’s wife.
…What Sano couldn’t understand was a little bit.
As a police officer who is no longer a novice, shouldn’t the first priority after arriving at the scene be to examine the body?
