On the first floor of the room, in front of the sofa in the living room.

In order to avoid the content of the conversation, he was heard by Ye Gengyi and Gray Yuan, and deliberately pressed his voice very lowly. He quickly persuaded Dr. Aya to help contact the model shop owner called Xijun Zongbing.

"Isn't there a problem?" Dr. Aya hesitated slightly.

"Don't worry," Conan waved his hand, and Gu Zuo said: "I have told Xiao Lan to spend the night at your house today ..."

"I don't worry about this."

Dr. Aya is not fooled and puts forward the concerns directly, "The person you want to investigate is likely to be related to the black organization?"

"So I said that when they were not there, quickly set off," Conan's serious face, "Otherwise, wait for them to wait for them to be heard by them ..."

"Hey, what?" Ashawa held the coffee pot, appeared behind the two, and coughed gently.

"Little, Xiao Ai ..." Dr. Aya was startled.

Do you want to be so coincidentally ...

Conan first looked towards the basement nervously, and then helplessly looked back, voicing:

"... When did you come here?"

He didn't think of the eavesdropper, but just lamented that he actually ignored the two coffee addiction guys, and he would come out of the link of making coffee.

"When you talk to the organization."

Aihara Ai responded casually, and asked, "... What about the secret of God, what dangerous things do you want to do?"

Conan couldn't hide it, and he could only say so.

Are you investigating the man and the man suspected of his father?

Gray Yuan groaned for a few seconds and frowned: "If the Xingbing of the West County really saw the father of Yingyou Benang Yingyou, and the latter was closely related to the organization. Maybe he has been monitored by the organization so far!

"

"I can't rule out this possibility," Conan nodded his head, explaining: "So I want the doctor to pretend to be the person that the former manager knows, try to contact the other party.

Can it alleviate their vigilance? "

"What are you talking about? For them, whether it is an old man or a child, uh ..."

Gray Yuan was solemn's face, and was about to remind this stupid detective. When they were facing a group of terrible guys, they suddenly remembered Ye Geyi and felt that the involved noodles of this wave of attacks were a bit wide.

She paused and turned, "Forget it, anyway ... if you are going, then I will go."

"Ah? No, isn't it necessary?"

Conan hasn't breathed and became nervous again, "If you even go out, what do we say with the other brother?"

Kuoyuan Ai knew that he was alone, even if he could stop it for a while, there was no way to let Conan disappear the idea of ​​contacting Xijun Zongbing.

Rather than letting this detective little concealed to take risks in the back to the ground, it is better to throw the problem that he is inconsistent with now, and help solve the problem at the moment with the help of each other's wisdom.

After thinking for a moment, I said:

"Just say that we are going to visit a doctor who is going to visit Dr.. With a more brother's personality, if he doesn't take the initiative, he is unlikely to go with us?"

Of course, if a brother said to go together, just like I can't stop you, you must not be able to stop him ... Kudo.

The small abacus of Aihara Ai slammed the ground.

Conan did not expect this layer, stunned, and then the eyes of Doudou, "It makes sense ..."

Seeing that the two had basically reached an agreement on their opinions, Dr. Aya finally breathed a sigh of relief like a relief, and asked Conan to ask some details of pretending to pretend to be assorted in front of the boss, and then opened the phone of Xijun Soldiers.

"Hey, I am West County, which one of you?" There was a voice of a young man who spoke a little bit about.

"Hmm ..."

Dr. Aya did not introduce herself, as if because of her age, the response was slow and slow, and said, "I am a friend of my grandfather, and he was entrusted to the same thing to a guest who often patronizes the salad.

Although I still remember what the person looks like, but a time I can't remember the name, so I asked someone to ask your phone, I don't know if you still have an impression of that guest ... "

"Frequent patronization?" Xijun Zongbing hesitated for a moment, and said suddenly: "Oh ... shouldn't you say the guest who often takes his son to the store?"

"Maybe it was him," Dr. Aya and Conan looked at each other and asked, "Do you know his name and place of work? Or other aspects, because I can think of it here.

There are so many personal. "

"Oh ... this, this has passed for so long, I can't remember it for a while ..."

Xijun Zongbing thought for a while, and said, "Is it better to come and see how the person’s photos are?"

Hey?!

What is still considering? Conan and Dr. Aya, who can ride in the west county clan to meet.

The progress of the matter is too smooth, right?

Wait a minute, will we not discuss the same person at all ...

Conan first reacted, immediately took out the bow of the bow, and carefully confirmed: "You have his photos? But I heard that that person seems to like taking pictures."

"Yes, because it's really a coincidence ..."

Xijun Zongbing seemed to be very happy to be able to be right. He explained: "I used to help in the store, and I often put the camera on the table. I think it should be that his son was playing.

I took the shutter button, so I took it. "

Conan took over the microphone and continued to imitate Dr. Aya's voice: "I don't know if I can see that photo now?"

"No way now."

Xijun Zongbing was a little hesitant: "Today is the day when I go to the gym to move in the gym. When I return home after I exercise, it will be more than 11 o'clock ..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Conan's expression became a little anxious, and said busyly: "I can wait outside your door."

"ah?"

Xijun Sing Bing stunned, and immediately said hearty: "Forget it, then I won't go to the gym today, and wait for the model shop to snooze, just go home directly."

"Can you?" Conan was surprised.

"Yes, anyway, I haven't talked to people for a long time to talk about my grandfather's affairs.

The tone of Xijun Soldiers seemed to be embarrassed for a while, and said, "The apartment I live in is 1 chome, Ishimacho, Mishima, and can go back at about 8 o'clock, because some accounts need to be checked after snoring.

You can go there to wait for me first. "

"Thank you very much!" Conan responded with a very sincere attitude. Although the call lasted only a short time, he felt that the other party was not a bad person.

"Ah, and..." Xijun Zongbing said: "If it's convenient, please tell me what you look like, otherwise it will be bad if you admit the wrong person."

"Um……"

Conan quickly looked up at a certain inventor and described: "I am relatively fat. Because of my baldness, except for some hair on the back of my head, I am bald everywhere else. You should be able to tell me soon after you see me."

Recognize it."

"I know, see you later." Xijun Zongbing said.

"Well, see you later."

Conan let out a long breath, hung up the phone, and then met Dr. Ari's resentful gaze, "Shinichi, although that is also true, can't you say that I am a very amiable old man? After all, this is

There shouldn’t be many people who have time to go find Mr. Xijun, right?”

Since it is a fact, why do you still care about it? Moreover, how can people recognize the abstract description of 'affable' at a glance from their appearance...

After Conan silently cursed for a few times, he said with shame, "Next time, next time I will definitely..."
Chapter completed!