If you could describe the mood of Kogoro Mouri and Conan as they drove away from the hotel in one word, it would be "urgent"!
They were now stuck on the road, and the moving traffic like a turtle crawling was constantly adding fuel to the fire in their hearts.
"Hey, kid, did you say that the man named Koshizu Nanatsuki from before will come to help?"
Conan had already told him the situation, and Mouri Kogoro looked behind him through the rearview mirror, hoping to see the figure of this helper.
In the last detective Koshien incident, Mouri Kogoro was also half a participant. Of course, he also knew that this woman named Koshizui Nanatsuki almost became the murderer, but due to the intervention of Genkayu, it did not lead to a big incident.
disaster.
At the same time, Uncle Maori later learned from acquaintances at the Metropolitan Police Department that this woman was also a very capable detective.
In the past, he might have scorned this kind of young detective who seemed to be playing house, but in this special situation, the more helpers the better.
"Well, Mr. Yuan and Haibara will go to the Fantasy Park to meet Sister Lan and Ayumi and the others, and then ensure that they will not go outside the scope of the Fantasy Park."
After hearing these words, Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the motionless traffic ahead. His blood pressure rose again. He couldn't help but stick his head out of the window and shouted outside: "Damn it.
How can it be stuffed like this! This is a matter of life and death for my daughter, move quickly!!"
I don’t know if Uncle Maori’s words had any effect, but the traffic jam became smoother very quickly.
After driving through the most congested section of road, Uncle Maori drove a tattered van through the traffic.
The most worrying traffic problem was no longer a problem, and Mouri Kogoro's mind returned to the tips given by the client.
"I still don't understand..."
After thinking for a while, Uncle Maoli's expression became depressed.
"TAKA, 3 minus 8..."
Conan stared at the notes in his notebook and suddenly made a conjecture: "Can 3 minus 8 also be understood as 3-(kong)8?"
"Also, 3 minus 8 equals 5. If you remove the symbol, it becomes 385."
"That's right! Takashima Town!"
After "simple" reasoning, Conan quickly found a "reasonable" explanation.
Then Mouri Kogoro immediately understood: "Takashima Town 3-chome!"
The two looked at each other, and then Mouri Kogoro stepped on the accelerator and headed straight towards Takashima Town.
"Where is Sanchome?"
After arriving at Takashima Town, Mouri Kogoro couldn't find the third home no matter how hard he searched.
"There is no Takashima Town 3-chome on the map..."
Conan looked at the map carefully for a long time before finally coming to a conclusion.
"What did you say?! Give it to me!" Mouri Kogoro suddenly opened his eyes and snatched the map from Conan's hand.
After a while, Mouri Kogoro lay weakly on the steering wheel: "Damn it..."
He also didn't find Takashima Town's 3-chome.
Could it be that there was something wrong with their reasoning, and the location indicated was actually not this place?
"Now I have to think about it all over again..."
"That's not necessarily true." After pondering for a long time, Conan said, "This area seems to have changed its place name recently due to reconstruction..."
"Oh?" Mouri Kogoro suddenly became energetic.
The two people got out of the car and happened to meet a policeman who was patrolling on a bicycle.
They immediately stopped the policeman and asked him for directions.
"Takashima Town 385..." The policeman who was familiar with the local situation thought for a moment, "The place name was changed because it was included in the Mirai Port development area. It used to be Sanchome. Do you have a map?"
Conan quickly handed him the map.
With the help of the police, the two of them knew where the original Sanding destination was. Without further ado, after thanking the policeman, the two quickly got in the car and headed to the destination.
At this time, a rather fashionable-looking car drove up from behind and parked behind the van, forming a sharp contrast.
After the car stopped, the horn honked twice, and then a young and beautiful girl got out of the car.
"Sister Yueshui!"
Conan saw her and immediately said hello.
"Really, I finally caught up with you..." Koshimizu Nanatsuki let out a long sigh.
Although Conan called her in the car and explained where he was going, it was still a bit difficult to catch up with Uncle Maori who was eager to save his daughter.
"So, where are you going now? Isn't there Takashima Town 3-chome on the map?"
Through the text message Conan sent her, Koshimizu Nanatsuki also knew the content of the clue, and then quickly deduced that the location it referred to was the 3-chome of Takashima Town.
"As I just asked, some place names have changed due to renovations here."
Conan handed the map to her, and then drew a circle in an area with his finger.
"This is it. Sister Yueshui, please follow us!"
Looking at Conan, Koshimi Nanatsuki nodded, with strong interest in his eyes.
In the previous detective Koshien Kojima, she had already learned that this child was not an ordinary elementary school student, but a child who was quite capable enough to be called a "detective".
The three of them got into their cars one after another and soon drove all the way to a dilapidated courtyard.
The courtyard was overgrown with weeds. The building in the courtyard seemed to be a hotel, but the letter sign above the door was covered with dust and lost its luster. Two letters were even missing.
"But does this kind of place really have anything to do with the case?"
Mouri Kogoro stood in front of the hotel door, his eyes twitching.
"We can only assume that it is related to the case, right?" Conan frowned slightly.
Koshimizu Nanatsuki walked up from behind and exclaimed: "This seems to have been abandoned for a long time?"
The three of them just walked in the door.
The front lobby of the hotel, which might have been splendid in the past, is now dark, the air is filled with dust, and the three of them couldn't help coughing when they walked in.
"Then again..." Mouri Kogoro finally realized that something was wrong and looked at Conan beside him, "Why did the client let you, a brat who is still in elementary school, come with you?"
"Maybe he feels that only his uncle is not reliable enough?"
Conan prevaricated, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "It's really strange. Why are you only letting me and uncle act together? Why on earth?"
In the center of the hall, the large crystal chandelier that originally hung on the top of the hall has fallen to the ground, with pieces falling everywhere. The wallpaper has also fallen off a lot, exposing the exposed wall with cracks.