Unlike the fake primary school students who were slightly distracted, next to them, the Mu Mu Police Department was seriously helping Brother Jiang Xia solve the case.
"The author's guest character appears for the first time. The protagonist encounters a problem and makes a transoceanic phone call, and then the author living in France picks up the phone.
"The second time was also in France, the third and fourth time..." Megure Police Department scratched his head and asked Shinami Kahoori, "Your father likes France very much?"
Shinname Kahoori nodded: "He often travels to France with my mother."
Mumu Police Department: "..." With your mother? I didn't take you with me, right, poor child...
Conan, on the other hand, strained his ears to eavesdrop on what was going on here. He took out his cell phone and wanted to call Hattori Heiji.
At this moment, the editorial department's landline rang.
In a large editorial office with such a busy business, it is common for calls to come in. Conan glanced here, didn't pay attention, turned around and dialed the number he wanted to make.
Then he listened to the busy signal on his cell phone and was slightly startled: The phone was actually busy. Who was that Osaka detective talking to?
...Could there be a mystery behind his back?
This thought flashed through his mind, and Conan felt that he was exuding the sour fragrance of lemon: Jiangxia had a commission, Hattori Heiji also had a commission, but he didn't... Damn it, these clients actually dare to look down on elementary school students! But in the final analysis, all this is Qin
It's the wine's fault.
Conan sighed, put down his phone, and began to hold grudges as usual.
Next to him, the editor heard the ringing and walked over to answer the phone: "Hello, this is Literary Times Publishing House..." As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose, "What? You unlocked the phone number left by the new teacher?"
A puzzle?!"
Conan: "...?"
He had only just figured out who the guy on the other side of the phone was. It was quite impressive, since his thinking was synchronized with his.
The editor obviously had the same question: "Are you..."
The Mumu Police Department heard what happened just now: "What's wrong?"
The editor covered the phone and whispered to the Megure Police Department: "The caller said he had solved the mystery and asked me to call the police immediately - the voice sounded like a boy with an Osaka accent."
Jiang Xia came over with great interest: "Osaka accent?"
…
Opposite the phone.
Hattori Heiji held a magazine in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.
Hearing the sudden silence on the other side of the phone, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "I knew these editors wouldn't take it seriously. Damn it, if that writer lived in Osaka, I could just ask the police here to dispatch, Taki.
Uncle Ze will definitely believe my reasoning - Tsk, why do you have to live in Tokyo when everything is fine? It’s so dangerous there, and the police are unreliable."
While muttering, he suddenly heard a small noise - it seemed like there was a different person on the other side of the phone.
"!" Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up, and he seized the moment and shouted at the person opposite, "Stop dawdling, go to the police immediately as I told you, and report the missing person under the new name of Rentaro - it will be too late!"
He originally thought that the other party wouldn't believe it, so he was planning to tell his reasoning at three times the speed.
However, at this moment, a voice slowly came from the other side of the phone: "Don't worry, the police have already been here."
Hattori Heiji: "..."
With a snap, he hung up the phone.
In the quiet bedroom, Detective Osaka stared at his mobile phone for a while and reacted. A question mark appeared above his head:...Why is Jiang Xia there!!
"...That's right. At the beginning of that story, the new name Rentaro issued a 'provocation' to detectives across the country. Jiang Xia must have been shot by him. With the sensitivity of the Tokyo detective, as long as he saw that magazine, he would definitely
We can unlock the code left behind by our new name, Rentaro.”
Hattori Heiji took a silent breath: "You can't talk to that guy! I only solved the first part of the puzzle, and I'm still thinking about the second part. If the phone call just now continues, he will definitely solve the second and third parts of the puzzle.
Tell me everything... Damn it! If I had known he was here, I wouldn't have made the call."
Hattori Heiji suddenly felt a different sense of urgency than before. He grabbed the next magazine and read it carefully against the clock.
…
"Hello?"
Jiang Xia looked at the silent receiver, then at the screen of the landline phone which had returned to normal, and was silent for a moment.
Then he put down the receiver, poked Conan behind the policeman's back, and whispered: "Call Hattori."
Conan: "..." What do you think I am? Am I the kind of person who betrays his friends?
He picked up his cell phone, opened his address book, and dialed Hattori Heiji's number.
——It has nothing to do with betrayal or not, after all, human life is at stake. Hattori just lost a little bit of the joy of solving puzzles, but the author is about to lose his life.
When Conan dialed the phone.
Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia curiously. With his hearing, he could only hear the person on the other side of the receiver arguing for a few words, and then nothing more happened: "Who is on the other side? What is he talking about?"
Jiang Xia sighed: "Looking at the voice, it should be my friend who is far away in Osaka."
"Brother Hattori?" The Memu Police Department knew all these helpful detectives and immediately understood who Jiang Xia was referring to. He said excitedly, "Did he have any new clues?... Uh, why did he hang up the phone?
, shouldn’t you be working on the case with us online at this time?”
"I must have accidentally touched the hang-up button." Jiang Xia glanced at Conan who was dialing, "They should call back soon. Compared with this, I can probably guess what he wanted to say - he has already unlocked the first call.
It’s a secret code.”
The eyes of the Mumu Police Department lit up: "What is it?"
Jiang Xia: "The first few sentences are not actually a provocation to the detective, but an invitation to solve a mystery. When people read, their thinking is easily driven by the words. The more outstanding they are when they are immersed in the world of the novel.
The more the novel is like this - only by writing more sentences like this can we forcibly connect the novel with reality and make more people realize that there are some mysteries related to reality hidden in this novel.
"You need a key to solve the puzzle, and the key left by Mr. Shinname is the title of this novel, "The Peak of 1/2."
"The questions waiting to be answered are the lines of each paragraph of the author's appearance in the book - this book is a common vertical version. The top words of each line of lines are extracted, and the two are combined into one, which is the new
What Mr. Famous wants to convey to readers."
"...That's it!" Mumu Police Department seemed to understand. He took the first line and used Jiang Xia's formula to solve the puzzle, "'Li' and 'mu' are linked to 'help', and '十' is linked to '
1' together is 'ke'..."
The Mumu police department compared each one one by one, and their expressions gradually became serious: except for the middle group of 'ku' and 'him', which cannot be combined, the other words are put together in twos. When they are connected, it turns out to be...