Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

Conan was a little surprised. The phone notification tone was not that it was turned off, not down, or not in the service area. Apparently, both Kurosawa Rin and Narumi's calls were answered, but they did not answer the call.

How did that happen?

Conan rubbed his chin with a solemn expression, but from downstairs came the sound of Miyano Akemi leaving, and the voices of Maori and Xiaolan saying goodbye.

Open the door and look towards the door of the office on the second floor.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Detective Mori." Akemi's eyes were still red, and she bowed deeply to Kogoro Mori, who quickly helped her up.

"Don't worry, Miss Mingmei, your uncle will definitely be found!"

"Ugh...Mr. Mori, I don't know how to thank you..." Miyano Akemi's voice became more choked up, and she smiled with difficulty at everyone in the Mori office.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure became a little lonely and disappeared at the end of the street.

…

So Kogoro began the search operation for Kenzo Hirota.

But in Tokyo, which is so big, it is not easy to find someone, not to mention that Maori only knows the person's appearance and doesn't even know that his name is just a pseudonym.

Because Miyano Akemi had said before that Kenzo Hirota liked gambling, so Mori's search targets on the first day were basically set at various lottery stations and racetracks in Tokyo.

Without the specific scope of Hirota Kenzo's activities, Mori can only investigate block by block in Tokyo.

One day passed, and when Maori returned home, all the lottery stations outside were basically closed.

But looking at Mouri's tired and decadent figure, it seems that the uncle has not found any clues about Hirota Kenzo...

Mao Li really didn't find any clues. He collapsed on the sofa, so tired that he didn't even take off his windbreaker.

"How long will it take to find Hirota Kenzo after searching like this..." Maori remembered what Miyano Akemi said before. His uncle lost money because of gambling, and now he is emotionally unstable and has suicidal tendencies.

"If we don't find him soon, we may only find Mr. Hirota's body."

Conan looked at the worried Maoli. He wanted to help but didn't know how to help. He thought for a moment, "Has Uncle Maoli gone to the major lottery stations and racetracks to ask?"

Apparently Conan still remembers what Miyano Akemi mentioned before, that his uncle is a gambler who likes horse racing and lottery tickets. The probability of encountering him in these places should be higher.

"It's easy for you to say that. Tokyo is such a big place. There are hundreds of lottery stations. How can you possibly check them all in one day..." Mouri Kogoro glanced at Conan feebly.

There are so many lottery stations that it is impossible to investigate them. Even if it is the only horse racing venue, one horse racing venue can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Among the tens of thousands of people, we found a "Kenzo Hirota" whose real name was unknown.

", easier said than done.

"That's right."

Sighing, this is not the way to go. Now we know that there are too few clues about Hirota Kenzo.

Conan lowered his head and thought for a while, are there any other clues that can lead to Mr. Hirota?

Recalling the information he heard during the day, Conan took the photos Miyano Akemi had left here before and looked at them carefully again.

Judging from the background, it seems that the photo was taken at my own home. There are no windows and the specific location cannot be identified.

"There are no useful clues..." Conan sighed and picked up the notes that Maori had taken in the morning.

There is no useful information on it. It only records Mr. Hirota’s height and age, and a useless sentence: “Mr. Hirota raises four black cats.”

Miyano Akemi once mentioned the names of the four black cats, namely "Kuai", "Emperor", "Hao" and "King". But the names of these cats are related to the location of Mr. Hirota.

What's the relationship?

Conan laughed dryly, shook his head and put the photos and notes back where they were.

"The little devil is pretending to be an adult again..."

Seeing Conan rummaging through information in a decent manner, Maori complained, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV to play the horse racing game.

"Oh...it's a replay. I didn't see the horse racing today."

Xiaolan prepared the meal and brought it to the table. She looked at Maoli a little strangely and said, "What's wrong with the replay? Dad, didn't you see it too?"

"Can it be the same?" Mao Li squinted, "When I was looking for someone at the lottery station today, I didn't know how many times I heard what others said. I already knew the result of the game."

"There's nothing interesting about the horse racing after we know the result..." Mouri Kogoro was a little bored, looking at the three games in front of him, talking to himself.

"But who is the winner of this afternoon's game?"

"It seems to be...Hao Kuai Emperor c1...?"

"King of Hao Kuai?!"

Conan was stunned, and a sudden scream frightened Maori who was sitting on the sofa.

"Why are you so crazy!"

"The King of Kuaishou." Conan quickly took out the map, "The names of the four cats in Mr. Hirota's house were rearranged and combined to become King of Kuaishou."

Mao Li was stunned, rushed over and took the map from Conan's hand.

"The racetrack where the race just happened was Tokyo Racecourse!"

Conan and Maori looked at each other, their eyes shining with excitement.

"Mr. Hirota can be found near the Tokyo Racecourse!"

…………

the next day.

In order to find Kenzo Hirota, Mori, Conan and Xiaolan arrived at the Tokyo Racecourse early in the morning.

There were many people in the racecourse, and everyone was watching the game attentively and looking forward to the result.

Only Ran Mouri and Conan kept walking through the crowd, scanning the surrounding horse racing spectators with their eyes, trying to find Kenzo Hirota among them.

"With so many people, is Mr. Hirota really here?" Conan turned and looked at the racecourse.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here, and trying to find Kenzo Hirota among these tens of thousands of people was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Conan felt a little melancholy.

It takes a lot of luck to find Hirota Kenzo among tens of thousands of people.

The probability is one in ten thousand...

Conan sighed, but the next second, he heard Xiaolan's scream.

"Dad, look! It's Mr. Hirota!"

"Really!" Maori was surprised.

She is indeed the lucky girl Mao Lilan.

It seems that for her, any probability problem will eventually become inevitable.

Looking in the direction of Xiaolan's finger, Hirota Kenzo was wearing a baseball cap. He didn't seem to notice anyone calling his name, and he was concentrating on watching the horse racing competition in the field.

Strange? Xiaolan’s voice was so loud just now, but Mr. Hirota didn’t react at all.

"Let's inform Miss Akemi first!" Maori took out his phone and dialed Miyano Akemi's number and told her that he had found Mr. Hirota.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Mori!"

Mingmei thanked her, hung up the phone, and her tense expression suddenly relaxed.

"call……"

"One billion yuan……"

Have you finally found it?