A rustic girl with double braids and big, thick round glasses looked at Mouri Kogoro anxiously and said.
"Okay, okay..." Mouri Kogoro didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.
"My father came to Tokyo to look for a job, but there has been no news in the past month..." the girl sobbed.
"He also quit his job at the taxi company. I asked the police to look for him, but they couldn't find him..."
Mouri Kogoro somewhat understood the situation, nodded and said: "That's why you came to me..."
"Yes, I took a leave of absence from school and came out of Yamagata Prefecture. Apart from asking the detective, there is no other way!" The girl's tone sounded quite desperate.
"I understand...I accept your commission!" Mouri Kogoro immediately agreed to help this poor girl.
"This is my father - Kenzo Hirota."
The girl was naturally Miyano Akemi, whose pseudonym was Hirota Masami. She handed over a photo, which showed a slightly fat and bald middle-aged man holding a black cat.
The background seemed to be a taxi shop. Standing in front of the taxi, the man smiled kindly.
"Height 170 centimeters, 48 years old." She provided information.
Mouri Kogoro took the photo: "Who is this cat?"
"That cat was raised by my father, and its name is Kuai."
Miyano Akemi said: "Dad likes cats very much, and he also raised three others, named Di, Hao and Huang."
"I see, living with a cat..." Mouri Kogoro took out his notebook and recorded this information.
"Does he have any habits?" As a detective, although Mouri Kogoro is not very good at solving crimes, he is still good at finding people or catching mistresses.
As Miyano Akemi narrated, she suddenly remembered her parents who had died in a fire when she was a child.
After the fire, she and her sister were the only ones left in the world, relying on each other in the shadow of the black organization.
Infinite longing for her parents welled up in her heart, her nose became sore, and she couldn't help but shed tears.
In order to prevent Kogoro Mori from seeing any clues, she cried through her tears: "My mother passed away when I was a child, and my father is my only relative..."
"If something happens to my father, then I..."
"Woo..."
She covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.
Mouri Kogoro, Xiaolan and Conan felt sympathy and pity for this poor girl at the same time. Xiaolan and Conan stood beside her, a little at a loss, and could only say some words of comfort, hoping that she would feel better.
Mouri Kogoro secretly made up his mind to help this poor girl find her father.
"Then it's up to you. I will contact you every day."
The two talked for a while again about the task of finding Hirota Kenzo, and then Miyano Akemi said goodbye.
"Miss Masami, don't worry! My father is a famous detective and he will definitely be able to find Mr. Hirota!" Xiaolan couldn't help but said to her.
Mingmei didn't answer, but turned around and gave a grateful smile.
Conan looked at her, completely forgetting that he had just accidentally put a sticker with a locator on her watch.
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"So, Mr. Hirota, do you want me to help you find Mr. Hirota Kenzo? He is your brother and your only relative. He came to Tokyo from Kyushu to find a job and then disappeared?"
Yuan Huaiyu took a sip of coffee and gently shook the photo handed to him.
"Yes. If you can find him, I will give you five million yen!" Akira Hirota gritted his teeth.
Yesterday, after he and two accomplices robbed a bank together, they thought they were going to start dividing the loot, but unexpectedly Kenzo Hirota actually took advantage of the money and absconded with the money alone.
For the one billion yuan, he even shot and killed the guard who acted rashly, and was charged with murder. But in the end, it was all in vain. How could Hirota Akira, who was violent by nature, be able to swallow this breath?
So, he discussed with another accomplice Hirota Masami and split up to search for the missing Hirota Kenzo.
But it is extremely difficult to find someone to hide in the huge Tokyo. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, as robbers, it is impossible for them to ask the police for help, as that would simply cost them their lives.
Therefore, finding a private detective and paying him to help find the person can be said to be the most sensible approach.
It just so happened that people near his residence posted small cards on the door of every house every day, saying something like "Genji Detective Agency, good at finding people, tracking, and helping you find the perfect third party."
So he, who had no contact with the detective at all, dialed the number on the card and made an appointment to meet him in this cafe.
"No problem, but..."
As Yuan Huaiyu spoke slowly, he saw Guangtian Ming getting up as he slapped the case.
"But what? If you find someone, you get five million! If you don't find someone, you get nothing!"
It turned out that Akira Hirota thought that the lazy detective in front of him wanted more compensation or asked for a deposit, but he was almost penniless now. He could only find Kenzo Hirota and get the billion yuan, otherwise he would
I can't even afford to eat.
So, he had to pretend to intimidate the detective named Yuan, hoping that this kid would not be ignorant.
Yuan Huaiyu shrugged: "But you have to tell me the information about Hirota Kenzo, right? Otherwise, how can I help you find it?"
Yuan Huaiyu is a person who loves what he does. Since he decided to participate in this case as a detective, he naturally has to look like a detective, even if he can directly tell Kenzo Hirota's hiding place now.
This client.
Hirota Akira saw that the detective was not trying to blackmail him, so he snorted, sat down, and told everything he knew about Hirota Kenzo.
Yuan Huaiyu asked and answered questions with him, tapping quickly on the keyboard with his laptop to record useful information.
After a long time, Yuan Huaiyu stood up and said to Akira Hirota with a formulaic smile that said "the customer is God": "That's enough, I will start the investigation and search for Mr. Hirota Kenzo as soon as possible. If everything goes well, it should take seven days."
There will be results.”
"What? A week?" Akira Hirota didn't want to wait any longer. He just wanted to find this bastard Kenzo Hirota and get the money.
"I can understand Mr. Hirota's eagerness to find your relatives, but the investigation will take a certain amount of time. Please be patient during this period."
Yuan Huaiyu shook hands with him, turned and left the coffee shop.
Hirota Akira, who went to pay, didn't see the weird smile on Yuan Huaiyu's face, nor did he hear the words the detective whispered.
"After all, this is the need of the plot. Together with your death, it is also an arranged plot."