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Chapter 1391 The Eve of the Train

Hearing Shiliang's pure words, Qin Zhibo's face was slightly startled, and he neither refuted nor affirmed.

Sera showed a confident smile on his face and continued.

"Although the soul detective was killed after the show was broadcast, the show was only broadcast for less than half an hour. It was impossible for the enemy under the tree to find the hotel where he was staying so quickly."

"This shows that before this program was broadcast, someone had already planned to kill him, and it has nothing to do with the content of the program."

"Combined with the soul detective who once said that he knew the inside story of Haneda Koji's case, and the testimony of the cleaning lady...the murderer was wearing black clothes."

"I think the only possibility is that the murderer is a member of that organization."

When he was in London before, Qin Zhibo introduced the basic situation and organizational structure of the organization to Mary.

And Mary later told Sera, so Sera knew that most members of the organization were characterized by wearing black clothes.

The Haneda Koji case and the disappearance of Akai Mutake are also inseparable from the organization.

Combining these points, Seriang guessed that the organization might be the murderer.

"Also, uncle, if you are leaving in such a hurry, you must have thought of some clues, right?"

"But this matter cannot be known to the ordinary police, so let the fat policeman continue to pursue the investigation according to the clues of the soul detective's former enemy..."

As Mary's daughter, Sera has never been a detective, but she still has basic reasoning thinking.

Qin Zhibo looked at Shiliang's confident look and knew that he couldn't hide it.

"I did think of someone in the organization, so I wanted to verify..."

"But that person's identity is quite special, so you can't meet him."

Qin Zhibo knew that Shiliang said these words because he wanted to follow him to continue to trace the clues of the organization.

But Toru Amuro is an undercover agent of the organization, and he cannot have too many people from the red side around him, otherwise it will arouse suspicion and increase the risk of identity exposure.

When Shiliang heard Qin Zhibo's rejection, he hugged Qin Zhibo's arm and started coquettishly, "Good uncle, just take me to have a look, even if you tell me who that person is..."

"no."

Qin Zhibo sat upright, unmoved at all, "I will send you home right now, don't come up with any wrong ideas."



Half an hour later, Qin Zhibo drove to the courtyard of a mansion.

At the entrance of the mansion, various state-of-the-art security measures are installed, and the pillar at the entrance reads "White Horse".

This is Sera's temporary residence. Because she also has to take care of Tan Hakuba, who is injured, she does not live with Mari for the time being, but in Hakuba Tan's home.

Although it is said to be taking care of, it is actually not the kind of care that takes care of the wounded, but rather helps Detective Baima, who has limited mobility, to conduct various investigations.

He can be considered the detective assistant of Detective White Horse during this period.

Shiliang opened the door and got out of the car. He looked back at Qin Zhibo and smiled, showing two small tiger teeth. "Uncle Qin, are you sure you don't want to take me with you?"

"It's getting late, you should take a shower and go to bed."

Qin Zhibo left behind an instruction from his elders, stepped on the accelerator, and left the Baima family's mansion.

Seriang looked at the red sports car going away, and the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a sly smile.

If you don't tell me who that person is, won't I know?

Seriang walked leisurely to the big iron gate with his little hands behind his back.

The iron entrance gate of Baima's house was guarded 24 hours a day. When he recognized Seriang's return, he immediately opened the door remotely without any hesitation.

"Miss Seriang, you are back."

"Um."

Seriang nodded, and just as he was about to go in, he turned around and said, "You don't need to call me miss, just call me Seriang. There is no need for honorifics or anything else."

When the two men in suits who were guarding the door heard this, they quickly shook their heads and said, "This is not acceptable. You are a distinguished guest brought back by the young master. We dare not neglect you."

"Otherwise the young master will blame..."

Seeing his servant say this, Seriang shook his head helplessly and could only complain in his heart, "Aristocratic families are troublesome."

But what she doesn't know is that the threshold of Baima's house is extremely high, and not everyone can enter this house.

Moreover, Detective Baima’s tutoring is also very strict. This is the first time that Detective Baima has brought friends from outside for his age.

Moreover, he is a friend of the same age as the opposite sex brought back from London, so his status is self-evident.

Seriang entered the mansion, changed his clothes, and came to Hakuba Tan's room.

At this time, Tan Baima was sitting on the hospital bed, with a low table in front of him with various materials and a laptop on it.

"Baima, I'm back."

"oh……"

Detective Bai Ma stopped typing on the keyboard, raised his head and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I have watched all the TV programs and the effect is very good."

"Haha~ That's all Uncle Qin's credit, I was just helping..." Shiliang scratched his head in embarrassment.

"No." The corners of Bai Ma Tan's mouth raised slightly, "I mean, the effect of your maid uniform is surprisingly good."

"ah?"

Hearing this, Seriang's face was startled, and a blush quickly appeared on his face.

"You, what are you talking about!"

"I just rarely try, it's not like I can't wear it..."

Sera knew that the white horse detective was praising her for dressing up as a maid and pretending to be a ghost.

Although I often dress neutrally, I don't feel disgusted if I wear something feminine.

If given the chance, she would even want to try the same bold bikini as Mary.

At this time, Bai Ma Tan changed the subject, his expression suddenly became serious, and he asked.

"The soul detective named 'Keito Hotta' was killed in the hotel. Do you know about this?"

Seriang's face was stunned, thinking that he was indeed the son of the police chief, and he had good information in this regard.

Seriang nodded, "Well, I just came back from the scene of that case."

"Oh? Then tell me how far the case has progressed..."

Sera sat on the chair next to Hakuba Tan's bed and recounted the scene of the case in detail.

Of course, there is also her own speculation.

"That is to say, this case is likely to be committed by a member of that organization..."

Baima Tan raised his chin, thinking about the investigation of the organization in the past few days.

Although he is the son of the police chief, even if he used all his resources, he could not find any clues about the organization.

The only clue that seems to be valuable is that a cadre who participated in the meeting once asked the police for protection, threatening that a huge criminal organization wanted to kill him.

However, when the police arrived at the cadre's home, they found that the cadre had been shot dead.

As the son of the police chief, Detective Baima knows a lot about Ni.

The Ni Shenhui is one of the few major underworld gangs in Japan. It inevitably interacts with the police, and it is an organization with dirty hands.

But this organization is not very clever in its work. In Bai Ma Tan's view, as long as the police want to attack with all their strength, this social cancer can be eradicated at any time.

The hard-line parliamentary candidate Yasuki Domon, who had previously been a candidate for office, was interested in cleaning up these social cancers.

Since all the cadres who participated in the meeting regarded it as a huge organization, the scale of this organization is probably not limited to Japan, and it is a transnational criminal group.

In addition, the police never found the murderer who assassinated the cadres of Ni Shenhui, and they did not even have a suspect. Detective Baima couldn't help but think of the organization Serang mentioned.

And this time I was injured in London, it was also thanks to the members of the organization...

Thinking of this, the injury on Baima Tan's back felt vaguely painful.

He now wished he could immediately find the organization's lair, send a large number of police to destroy it, and then see with his own eyes what the leader of the organization who had lived for hundreds of years looked like.

But for now, his investigation can only be conducted privately.

Because the cadres of the Nidonghui were assassinated immediately after calling the police, it also reflected something sideways.

There is a mole among the police.

If you don't find out who the mole is, any action will be meaningless.

"What about Qin Zhibo? What did he say?" White Horse Detective continued to ask.

Seriang went to the side and picked up the kettle, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip and said, "That uncle seems to have a clue, but he won't let me follow..."

"oh."

Baima nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "He should have his own considerations..."

Detective Baima was easy-going and not too curious about what clues Qin Zhibo had, and continued to operate the laptop.

Originally, he was an independent reasoning personality who was not very influenced by others.

"Okay, if I don't have anything else to do, I'll go back to my room first."

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

Sera put aside his remaining water glass and left Hakuba Tan's room.

After passing through a bright corridor, Sera returned to his guest room.

Although it is a guest room, it is quite luxuriously equipped with TV, computer and private bathroom.

Seriang sat on a chair, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to take out his phone and dial the number.

"Is it Xiaolan?"

"I'm Sera Masumi, haha~ I'm coming to Japan too!"

"It's been a long time since I last saw you. I wanted to meet you, so I wanted to ask if it's convenient for you on your next day off?"

On the other side of the phone, Mao Lilan was a little confused about Serang's statement.

It hasn’t been long since I came back from London, so why haven’t I seen you for a long time?

"I'm sorry, Zhenzhun, I have to take the mysterious train on my next day off, so I can't meet you..."

"Why don't you take the next day off? I'll take you around Tokyo..."

"Mystery Train?"

Sera held the phone between her ears and shoulders, and with her free hands she took off the pants she had worn all day, revealing the shorts underneath.

"Ah...it's the Suzuki Express. Once a year, a special line for the mysterious train is opened. It is said that there are also reasoning games on it..."

"oh!"

Sera tossed his pants and said, "There is such a fun place in Japan? How do I sign up? I want to participate too!"

"Sign up?"

"Sorry, the pass for this train was provided by my friend. As for how to sign up, I don't know very well..."

As soon as Seriang heard this, and because Mao Lilan had little interest in reasoning when he was in London, he immediately guessed something.

"Does the boy with glasses next to you also want to participate?"

"Um……"

"Is there anyone else?"

"Yes, there are also my father, Dr. A Li, Sonoko, and some other children the same age as Conan."

When he heard that there was a kid of the same age as "Conan", Seriang's lips immediately revealed a sinister smile.

"Oh, I see."

"Then I'm sorry to disturb you. Good night, Xiaolan."

After hanging up the phone, Seriang immediately called up a photo from the photo album on his phone.

The photo was taken at an angle that seemed to have been taken secretly without the other party's knowledge.

The protagonist in the photo is a little loli with brown hair, carrying a small red schoolbag on her back, and has a petite and cute figure.

Surrounding the little Lolita were Conan, a rice ball-headed kid, a cute little girl, a boy with freckles, and others.

This is a photo sent by Sera’s mother, Mary, some time ago.

The brown-haired lolita in the photo is the child of my mysterious aunt.

Although it's a bit unbelievable, considering her age, she should still be a cousin who is one year older than me.

Shiliang guessed that the person Qin Zhibo wanted to consult should be this "cousin".

Because my cousin has been in the organization before, she has some understanding of various situations in the organization.

Seriang called Mao Lilan just now because he wanted to slowly integrate into Mao Lilan's life circle and get in touch with this "cousin".

Of course, Mary had warned her "niece" not to get involved in anything related to the organization, as a child with such a body couldn't do much at all.

But this doesn’t stop me from making friends with her!

And they happen to have Conan in their little group~

It’s so full of happiness!

"Mystery Train..."

Sera rolled his eyes, turned on his computer, and started searching for mysterious trains on the Internet.

On the Internet, tickets for the mysterious train have long been sold out, and someone even posted online that the train pass is a ring.

But generally, there is still a way to get such limited edition products as long as you go through the back door.

"I'll ask Uncle Haneda tomorrow~"

"La~la~la~"

While humming, Sera took off his vest and shorts and got into the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of rushing water came from inside.



In the steamy space, a blonde woman was standing naked under the shower head.

The warm water sprayed onto the long, smooth golden hair, then turned into a trickle, gliding over the perfect curve of the white cheek.

After a while, she turned off the shower and picked up the bath towel nearby to wipe her body.

After wiping is almost done, pick up a new bath towel and wrap it around the key area in the middle of the body.

However, the fluffy bath towel couldn't cover that proud and bumpy figure.

It took her another quarter of an hour to blow-dry her hair to make it look naturally fluffy and wavy. Then she walked out of the bathroom and entered the guest room of a high-end hotel.

There was not a single light on in the dim room, which was completely illuminated by the neon lights coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The woman is sitting on a leather chair with a bouquet of fresh red roses on the round table next to her.

Next to the basket of red roses is a bottle of vermouth and a goblet for drinking wine.

She poured the vermouth into a tall glass and shook it gently.

The fingertips gently twist the cup base, the bright red lips touch the edge of the cup, and the slightly cold liquid slides down the throat and into the depths of the soul.

Just then, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

The woman put the goblet back on the table, placed one hand under her chest, and supported the elbow of her other arm.

"Bourbon..."

"How is the investigation going?"


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