Jiang Xia was not very interested in this topic. He glanced at the cable car that was close to him and comforted him:

"Don't worry, the attacker will not be able to discover your identity. Perhaps what "I" refers to is just a horizontal line in Conan's "Nan" (Nan), or a horizontal line is pulled out from someone's name.

"Compared with this, although the four new people have numbers in their names, they have no intersection with Uncle Maori - these people are really the targets of the attackers?"

Conan frowned slightly: "…yes."

There are too many abnormalities, but there are still too few clues. But one thing is certain - he smelled the breath of conspiracy, and it was very rich.

...

As he was close to the crowd, Jiang Xia did not discuss the case with the primary school students anymore. He and the others entered the cable car.

There is no driver in the cable car, and there is a button printed with "start" on the front of the car.

After everyone got on the bus, Jiang Xia raised his hand and pressed it. The autonomous cable car started slowly, and led a car of digital people toward the sea restaurant isolated from the land.

Jiang Xia was admiring the scene on the sea and suddenly felt two people trembling next to her.

He turned around and saw Kogoro Mori sitting facing each other with a stern face, and food writer Renko Minami. Jiang Xia was stunned and expressed a little humanistic concern: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay!"

Two adult men with a face as beautiful as a dish shook their heads at the same time.

Kogoro Maori is afraid of heights.

But Ren Ke is afraid of water.

This cable car set up on the sea made them afraid to look out the window, so they had to look down at the ground together and prayed to arrive soon.

...

A few minutes later, the cable car finally landed in the underwater restaurant.

Kogoro Mori and Minori were ejected from the car and stepped onto the ground, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

They and the others entered the underwater restaurant.

This building has invested a lot of money and the decoration is very hard-core - although it is exposed on the sea, the main part is buried deep in the sea.

There was an elevator in front of the cable car. Jiang Xia walked in and pressed the bottom floor after the others came in.

The elevator quickly went down and took them to the underwater restaurant.

...

The hall is transparent and bright, and the walls are actually made up of a whole circle of huge fish tanks, with various beautiful fish swimming leisurely in the tank.

Several dining tables were placed in the hall, and in the center of the hall, a bright red F40 was parked - at this time it was not a car, but an expensive ornament that showed its identity.

"Wow~" Nana Koyama let out a surprise scream. She stepped on the unique long legs of a famous model and looked at the sports car. She walked around the cool car several times, hoping to open the car door and go in and sit down - she especially likes sports cars.

The eyes of others also fell on the car, or were attracted by the surrounding sea view, and looked up.

Jiang Xia still remembers the important thing.

He looked around the hall: "I didn't see Mr. Xu, is he in the office now?"

Naruto Yongming approached with the camera with interest and took two photos of Jiang Xiakaka with the blue fish tank as the background. Hearing the model asked a question, he fiddled with the camera and replied casually: "The meeting place written on the email Mr. Xu sent me is this hall."

The police officer of Meguru frowned and looked at his watch. Now, three o'clock has passed, and it has been the time that Ayushishiyi and the guests have made an appointment.

Ke Xu Shengyi was actually late. This is really abnormal for an industrialist who is famous for his talent.

Shirato's police officer's face changed slightly and he whispered: "Can he be killed by Murakami? It's a common place for throwing corpses, not to mention that this restaurant has just been completed, so there must be a lot of materials available..."

The police department of Memu looked at him speechlessly: "...You're thinking too much. Although it's an attack case, there is no murder case at present. What's more, it's a big scene like "throwing the body under the sea" - it's possible to fall where you are injured. Wait a little longer, if he doesn't show up, we'll look for it."

——The police department of Memu always feels that the young talent Shirato Ren Saburo looks serious, but in fact he likes to make up for some exaggerated criminal investigation blockbusters without authorization.

The last time the entire police station wasted a lot of police force when they went out to find Mikako Sato. In addition to the two culprits, Sato and Takagi, the Shirato Police Department, who had made up for the idea of ​​"The Kidnapping of Police Flowers", was also an indelible contribution.

Just as I was thinking, a sound came into the side.

Renko Min heard what Shirato police just said and asked inquisitively: "'Being killed by Murakami'? What does it mean?"

The police department of Megu was stunned and then remembered that he had forgotten to explain to these celebrities why the police came to look for Ayushi.

"That's it..." He skillfully talked about the summary that he had already said several times.

Jiang Xia's ears were almost heard. He sighed and whispered to the policeman next to him: "I'll go and take a look elsewhere."

"We'll go too!"

Shiraoki Renzabu and Maori Kogoro are obviously concerned about being late as Asahi Katsuyoshi.

The group of people separated and went to search everywhere while the Megu police department was explaining the previous summary.

...

Several people simply checked the rooms, found no bodies, and did not feel anything was wrong.

So they returned to the hall one after another.

At this time, the Meguro Police Department had already talked about the cases so far to the celebrities who were left by the table.

Then the table sat together to make up for the reason and found that the names of the people present could be enough to gather people from "eight" to "one".

——Jiangxia’s “Jiang” still failed to escape the fate of being dismembered, and was forced to be dismantled and went out to make up for the numbers.

...

"But there is a problem."

Peter Ford also noticed an abnormality, and asked: "Although our name contains numbers, we have never contacted this Mr. Kogoro Mori... Could it be that you are thinking too much?"

"Even if you don't know Uncle Maori, it doesn't mean that you are in a safe situation - the perpetrator may have other purposes. For example, his target of revenge is not only Uncle Maori himself, but also one of you or some of you."

Jiang Xia pulled a stool, sat opposite him, and asked in a counterattack: "Do you have any ideas?"

“…”

Several celebrities looked at each other for a moment, remembering the suspect "Murakamijo" given by Memu's police department, and trying hard to recall the things related to this guy.

Peter Ford was the first to shake his head, and the strong foreign man looked very innocent: "There is no impression at all."

Food writer Ren Kemin and photographer Nagato Nagamy, their faces changed slightly and they remembered something.

"I used to be an outdoor interview reporter for a while." Intokoto hesitated, "Once I went to the prison for an interview, I interviewed Murakami."

"I also saw him in prison." Nagato Nagamy nodded, "When I was a volunteer, I went to take portraits of the murderers in the prison."

All three of them said that Jiang Xia and the policeman's eyes fell on the other person next to him.

Nana Koyamanuchi looked at their gazes and bit her nails unconsciously, her eyes shaking, and she looked obviously guilty: "Murakami... When did he get out of prison?"

Jiang Xia calculated the time, but didn't figure it out, and said perfunctorily: "I just released it a few days ago."

As he said that, he turned to look at Meguro Police Department and signaled the professional to add details.

However, before Meguri police department could report, Nana Koyama suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She answered firmly: "Then I don't know him anymore--I haven't heard of it."

Conan looked at her suspiciously and asked in the voice of a child: "But, Sister Koyamauchi, why did you look very panicked just now? Did you think of any clues?"

"What clue can I have!" Nana Koyama suddenly became louder as if she was stepped on her tail.

She obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so she stood up and her pointed nails were pointing across the air to Ren Kemin, and she was very imposingly changing the topic:
Chapter completed!