There is a series of dingdong sounds.

A minute passed and no one answered.

Belmode looked at the deadly Agasayao: "…?"

Her heart sank and she quietly had a bad premonition. After hesitating for a moment, the "newspaper salesman" raised his hand, and this indescribable mood rang the doorbell again.

"Dingdong Dingdong Dingdong Dingdong--"

The crows passing by were all quarrel and looked down at them, but there was no reply in the room.

"Are you looking for Dr. Agasa?" A postman stopped beside her, stuffed a travel postcard into his mailbox, and chatted casually, "Half an hour ago, I met his car at the traffic light entrance and chatted for a few words-he went out for a walk."

Belmode: "…"

The busy postman did not stay much. He looked at the guest with a dissatisfaction, and then waved his hand with less than more and continued to start his work.

As the bicycle moved away, the streets became empty again.

A cold wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves. Belmore stood alone on the street, like an empty-nest old man, silently wrapping his coat tightly.

After a long time, she finally couldn't help but shout in her heart: "..." Uzuo!!

...

No matter how angry you are, you can't break into other people's houses directly in broad daylight. Moreover, there are some things hanging on the wall of this old man's house that may seem inexplicable at first glance, but when you look closely, you can make you feel cold behind you.

In addition, Uzzo's house is next door, and there are several cameras hanging on the wall of his house. After hesitating for a long time, Belmode finally gave up the idea of ​​forcibly entering the house and left sadly.

As she walked further and further, a camera quietly stopped rotating in the street light.

...

On the driveway from Tokyo to Izu.

Noah lay on Jiang Xia's shoulder, pushing glasses that did not exist on her face, and reported to Jiang Xia like a hardworking little secretary: "Belmode has indeed gone to our place!"

Jiang Xia nodded and leaned against the car window to take a sip of coffee: "I thought I would find a way to get Belmode to have a fetus so that I could start with Dr. Agasa's procrastination, but I didn't expect Belmode's procrastination to be even more serious. Dr. Agasa and Ai Haibara are about to leave Tokyo, and she has just gone out..."

Although he was a little confused about the efficiency of this member of the organization, no matter what, the travel companions he packed up had finally set off one after another.

Jiang Xia stretched and temporarily threw Belmode behind her. Then he stood up, walked along the carriages, and began to look for the Maori family who were also on the train.

The three of them used travel packages, and the area they were on was different from him. But they were still idle on a train, so it would be better to sit next to them, and maybe they could pick up some interesting cases.

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Conan, who was hiding in the bathroom and making a phone call, rubbed his nose and looked at the door alertly.

He did not notice anyone eavesdropping, so he then retracted back to the corner and continued to say to Hattori Heiji, who was opposite the phone: "What kind of conspiracy do you say you are inviting Jiangxia?"

Hattori Heiji heard the rumbling movement on his phone and scratched his head speechlessly: "Do you have to call me while you are in the car? It's hard for me to hear this clearly."

Conan snorted, eager to share his experience with this friend: "What can I do? - You don't know what I saw in the parking lot just now."

Hattori Heiji was curious: "What did you see?"

Conan: "Vodka!"

Hattori Heiji: "!"

He stood up in shock!…and then quickly sat back on the stool without any worries: “It’s not surprising to meet that guy by chance—don’t you meet him every now and then?”

"This is different." Conan said seriously: "The frequency of those people appearing around Jiangxia recently has become higher. And I always feel that the air in Tokyo is very uneasy, and there must be some conspiracy brewing.

"More importantly, Haibara seems to have said that when she was in that organization, she needed to report to go to other places - and so on, other members of theirs should not leave their territory at will.

"But now, Jiang Xia was just asked out by a 'mysterious client', and Vodka immediately appeared in the parking lot of the station, as if he was about to go out...

"What's wrong, I always feel that something is wrong - do they think Jiang Xia is familiar with the Tokyo police and it's hard to deal with it when staying here, so they plan to choose to attack Jiang Xia in another place?"

"This..." Hattori Heiji frowned unconsciously as he listened to his speculation.

Theoretically, criminals tend to choose places they are familiar with to commit crimes, so even if they really want to do anything, they shouldn't leave Tokyo.

But on the other hand, what Conan said makes sense - perhaps because he saw Jiang Xia's influence in Tokyo, the group of people had to change their locations.

Hattori Heiji: "..." But then again, why did that organization target Jiangxia?

A high school detective should have no intersection with them. What exactly is there to be worthy of their big fanfare?

Hattori Heiji always felt that he had discovered an inexplicable strange thing. Suddenly, a word flashed through his mind and murmured: "...problem magnet effect."

If a large number of problematic people spontaneously gather next to a certain person, it is likely that the center of the circle surrounded by them has some negative magnetic field that is sufficient to maintain this state.

——In other words, if one or two people in question come to Jiang Xia, is it because the problem lies in Jiang Xia himself?

This thought passed by, and Hattori Heiji's heart suddenly jumped and he was silently shocked and sweated.

But soon he came to his senses, shook his head and slapped him on the forehead.

"What am I thinking about? Isn't this a purely victim guilt theory?"

He exhaled vigorously, as if he wanted to exhale those strange thoughts out of his mind. At the same time, he muttered in his heart: "If you want to say this, Kudo did nothing, and was inexplicably knocked into a little brat by the organization?

"They also fed Kudo such precious experimental drugs, but they did not stay to observe the follow-up... In short, the style of this organization cannot be understood by common sense.

"And, although I don't want to admit it, Jiang Xia is indeed not ordinary - I always think I am an extremely smart person. In fact, my ability to solve cases and reasoning speed also crushes those classmates who claim to be smart... But since I met Jiang Xia, compared with him, I seem to have become those "ordinary people" in my eyes.
Chapter completed!