When he arrived at the place, Jiang Xia took off his helmet and saw a woman with a sad expression standing at the door of the detective agency.
And there was a boss with a sad expression standing next to her.
But when he saw Jiang Xia, Toru Amuro no longer felt sad. He said "treat him well" and then decisively left.
——This detective agency is close to the Metropolitan Police Department. There are many reporters nearby, and the customer who came this time happened to be a person with breaking news.
In order not to attract attention, Toru Amuro had to pretend like the owner of a serious detective agency, and stayed patiently with the guests until Jiang Xia came over.
But now, the detective who received the guests arrived, and he was relieved.
With a full schedule, Toru Amuro left everything to his nominal employees and left happily.
Next to him, Jiang Xia glanced at the tires of Toru Amuro's car, and then at the bus stop not far away. After hesitating for a moment, he looked back with a groan.
He pushed open the door of the detective agency: "Come in first and sit down."
The young woman was so anxious that she couldn't sit down just now. She could only stand at the door of the detective office and wait for Jiang Xia to arrive.
Now that people have arrived, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodded politely, followed Jiang Xia in and sat down.
Jiang Xia put down the order form and planned to go to the refrigerator to get ready-made juice to entertain the guests. However, when he turned around, he found a pot of freshly boiled hot water on the induction cooker and two steaming teacups next to it.
——Obviously, Toru Amuro didn't just stand and wait for anyone. Based on the principle that idleness is also idle, the boss went into the room and made tea.
"Much more diligent than Maya Hashimoto." Jiang Xia nodded secretly, took the brewed black tea, and placed it in front of the guests.
The young woman quickly filled out the form, then took out a business card and handed it over: "My name is Xiang Baoli, and I would like to ask you to help me find someone."
"New name?" Conan looked at this uncommon surname and was a little surprised, "Sister, do you know someone named Rentaro?"
Hearing this name, Xiang Baoli smiled bitterly: "Of course. He is my father."
Conan: "??" is actually the daughter of that great writer? - I just watched the TV series "Detective Zuomonji" and I met the family of its creator in the blink of an eye. What a coincidence.
"If Xiaolan were here, I would definitely be tempted to ask her for an autograph." Thinking of this, Conan decided to help collect stamps.
He raised his head and asked: "Sister Xinming, after the commission is completed, can you ask your father to sign it?"
"Of course." Niina Kahori said helplessly, "Having said that, you can only get his signature if you complete the commission - in fact, he disappeared as early as two months ago."
"Missing?" Conan was stunned, "But didn't your father start serializing the Detective Zuo Wenwen series in "Literary Times" two months ago? I have read those contents... Ahem, I mean, Brother Jiang Xia and
I have talked about the serialized novel, and such a wonderful plot must have been written by Mr. Shinmei himself."
Niina Kahori has heard such remarks countless times. She couldn't control her emotions for a moment and said excitedly: "But what I said is true! My father and mother disappeared from home at the same time - in "Detective Zuomonji"
One week before resuming serialization!”
Realizing that her voice was too loud, she took a deep breath, wiped her tears, and said calmly: "That day, my parents left a note saying, 'We are going to go out for a walk,' and then left home... I originally
I thought they were just going for a walk nearby, but who knew that they never came back from then on.
"I asked all my relatives and friends, and they all said they had never seen my parents... At first, some people were anxious with me, but after a week, "Detective Zuofen" resumed serialization, and those relatives and friends were relieved
, saying that he must be hiding somewhere to write novels, so I don’t need to worry too much.”
Niina Kahori felt like crying as she spoke. She tried her best to hold it back and continued with her palms clenched: "I went to the editorial office to inquire about it. They said that my father would send manuscripts by fax every week. Every time.
It's Saturday, so I'll send it on time as soon as it hits midnight."
Jiang Xia said casually: "There is usually a phone number and sender on the fax document. Didn't the editorial department receive it?"
Shinname Kahoori nodded: "The sender set up anonymous transmission, and there is no information on the file except the manuscript itself. In addition, my parents have not contacted me for two months... This kind of thing has never happened before.
, something must have happened to them.
"I reported it to the police, but because I had never received a blackmail letter, and the manuscripts were delivered on time every week, the police said that they could not file a case. Other detective agencies also refused to accept my commission... I
We can only come here, please believe me, my parents are really missing!"
Jiang Xia held her chin, a little regretful that she didn't leave Tohru Amuro to solve this commission. However, he was idle, so he stood up and said, "Since your father will contact the editorial department every week..."
Listening to this familiar opening, Shinname Kahoori clasped her hands and slowly lowered her head.
Then she heard the detective say: "Then let's go to the editorial office first."
"?!" Niina Kaho stood up awkwardly, "Okay!"
She turned her head away and quietly wiped away her tears: Finally... finally found a reliable detective who was willing to believe her!
…
The editorial office was some distance away from here. Jiang Xia originally wanted to drive all the way over on his motorcycle, but the helmet was not enough, and Conan firmly refused to squeeze in between the two of them.
So he had no choice but to put his motorcycle nearby, take a taxi and rush there.
On the way, Niina Kahori's head was spinning little by little, and she soon fell asleep leaning against the car window: she had been looking for her parents in fear for so long, and now she finally found an ally. Her mind was relaxed, and now she just felt sleepy all over.
Conan glanced at her, took the opportunity to drag Jiang Xia, and asked in a low voice: "Why does your boss insist on letting you take on this commission? He doesn't look like such an enthusiastic person."
Jiang Xia: "..." What else could be the reason? Of course it was because he didn't want to take the blame and couldn't push it, so he brought up innocent employees to take the blame.
But there is no need to say this to fake primary school students. Jiang Xia said perfunctorily: "The boss is actually not bad."
Conan: "...?" Are you sure?
He wanted to elaborate on Toru Amuro's suspicions, but today's taxi driver happened to be wearing black clothes.
Conan glanced at the innocent driver with fear, hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that this was not the place to talk, so he forcefully swallowed his words.
