"Hey? Hattori?" Conan said a lot of gurgling, but received no response. He stopped talking and listened suspiciously. Then he found that the Osaka classmate opposite was actually wandering.

"You guy..." Conan was speechless, "I'm talking about serious matters, can't you be a little more focused?"

Hattori Heiji was silent for a moment, not knowing how to explain his suspicious thoughts just now. He scratched his head awkwardly and changed the topic: "We are detectives, not guessers - we don't know any information, and guessing is useless."

As he said that, he looked at his watch: "It's like this, I'm just free these days. When I finish writing the topic, I'll go to see you for a look."

The two high school detectives happily reached a consensus.

After making this call, Conan's mood improved a lot, and his vigilance against vodka and the "mysterious client" was also reduced by someone's sharing.

He stood up from the toilet lid and was about to leave the bathroom with a brisk pace, but when he pushed the door, he couldn't push it.

"?"

After a moment of confusion, Conan suddenly realized something in his heart. He suddenly looked at the crack in the door, and saw a shadow casting in the crack - there was an extra person outside the door!

Conan: "?!!"

A buzzing sound in his ears, and in an instant, Vodka's gloomy face appeared in front of him. Conan swallowed silently, as if through the closed door, he saw a pitch-black muzzle pointing to his forehead.

While recalling what he had just said quickly, he looked around in despair, trying to find a way to get out or hide. However, at this moment, the door that had been closed just now suddenly creaked and was pulled open from the outside.

The remaining barrier was deprived, and Conan was frozen on the spot, but the next moment, he saw the person at the door clearly, and his heart that stopped beating fell back to his original place: "Jiang Xia?!"

Jiang Xia nodded and said with interest: "Hatsuke wants to come here to play?"

Conan: "..." It was so scary, but fortunately you only heard these... It's not right, it should be said that it was you outside the door, not something else.

The fake elementary school student who was in a false alarm breathed a sigh of relief, and was much more haggard than before. He leaned against the door frame with his strength and looked at the heavy door, unable to believe: "Is this door so bad sound insulation?"

Jiang Xia: "..." No, it wasn't. The ghosts just found you inside, so they curiously leaped through the crack in the door and eavesdropped.

However, such a not-so-scientific thing can certainly not be explained to the detective who believes in science in front of him.

So the psychic teacher just nodded: "Maybe I have good listening skills."

Conan covered his chest and took Jiangxia to meet with his father and daughter. While he couldn't help but feel scared: "..." Next time, it's better not to talk about something related to that organization. Otherwise, if there was a vodka standing at the door and overheard all his phone content... what would happen? He couldn't even think about it.

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Extend along the rails and on another train far away from here.

"Mr. Yamada" in a suit raised his head from the back of the newspaper, pushed his sunglasses, and looked around alertly.

Confirm that there was no abnormality around and there was no abnormality in the car, he lowered his head and read the newspaper again like an ordinary social animal.

"I suddenly sneeze. Could it be that Uzzo was talking about me?" Although he was posing as reading a newspaper, Vodka did not read a word at all.

He stared at the ink words in front of him and smiled sinisterly: "I'm not stupid enough to sit in the same car as him - I'm going to the same destination anyway, and it's the same car as I take. And if something happened to the car in front and I'm on the same railroad track, I'll definitely receive the news soon."

Thinking of this, an organization cadre who missed important information was slightly relieved, leaned back and happily leaned on the stool.

...

After a while, under Jiang Xia's unhappy gaze, the train drove to the destination safely.

Four people arrived at the booked hotel, checked in, and then came to the beach.

Kogoro Mori changed into beach pants, put his walkman in his hand, found a recliner with the best view, spread it out and basked in the sun comfortably.

After a while of sunbathing, he found something and stood up and patted the nearby stool: "Jiang Xia, come too - if you stay here, those beautiful girls are willing to come."

"What are you teaching?" Maori Lanbang punched the sitting dad back to the recliner, then pulled Jiang Xia up, "Don't pay attention to him, let's go!"

Conan was holding a lifebuoy and was hesitating whether to soak in the water. Now that he heard the movement here, he hurried over: "Sister Xiaolan, where are you going?"

Ran Maori mysteriously made a silent move, and then began to wander around the field while sneaking into all the tourists by the sea.

——My parents looked tired of each other, and each one was more respectful than the other. She didn't dare to say that she wanted them to meet here, for fear that after she said that, her parents would run away.

So after hearing Eiri mentioning that he was going to travel here, Ran Mouri secretly recorded the time and place, and then went to buy the corresponding travel voucher.

"In theory, my mom should have arrived." Ran Mori looked left and right, but could not find a tourist who looked like Eiri.

Jiang Xia lowered her head, looked at the sand in her shoes, and silently interrupted the wandering project: "It shouldn't be on the beach."

"That's it." Maori Ran sighed disappointed: With Jiang Xia's keen observation, since he said he was not here, it seems that his mother hasn't come yet.

"Forget it, let's go eat something." After her enthusiasm subsided, she touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.

Soon, the three of them returned to Kogoro Mouri and planned to call him to go to a nearby restaurant together.

...

"Peach, papaya, cherry..." Kogoro Mori leaned against the lounge chair and enjoyed the scenery in front of him. "It would be great if he could have a piece of iced watermelon at this time."

Just as he was muttering, suddenly, the music in the headphones exploded and rushed straight into the sky like a cannonball.

“?!!”

Kogoro Mori took off his headphones with a whistle, turned his head and saw that his daughter was pressing the volume button of the Walkman and looking at him with disgust.

Seeing that this unreliable father finally retracted his gaze from the beach, Ran Mori turned off his walkman and snorted: "Let's go, go for dinner."

Kogoro Mori stood up rubbing his ears and reached out to the Walkman in her hand: "I'll take it, I've just heard that new song halfway."
Chapter completed!