Conan's Kingsman

Conan looked at the diving suit that was almost torn into two sections at the waist, with a look of astonishment on his face. Although he had handled seven or eight hundred cases, he still encountered such a situation of being attacked by a shark.

It was his first time, so he had no experience at all. "It's time to bring Haiyuan here. She is a professional and must know more than us."

"Actually, it's not bad. This man is dead anyway. Let's just find out why he was attacked." Hoshino Kaede wrapped his hand in a handkerchief and gently turned the clothes. When he checked the inside of the diving suit, he touched

Arrived at a small, already broken

A plastic bag with a big hole in it. "Kudo, come and take a look at this." Hoshino Kaede greeted and raised the piece of plastic fragments to his eyes. "Is this... fish blood?" Conan dipped a little of it with his finger.

There were blood stains, and I put it to my nose and smelled it.

"Yeah, that's why he was attacked." Hoshino Kaede put the plastic bag back to its original place. "It's just using water pressure, a very simple method." This plastic bag is the kind of bag that has its own seal, and it needs to be closed.

You can do it by squeezing with your fingers. So when you dive to a relatively deep place, due to changes in pressure, the seal will automatically crack to release the pressure, and the fish blood inside will be discharged.

"Then the question is, why was he the only one attacked?" Conan said. "Although the smell of blood came from him, sharks will not distinguish prey after being stimulated by blood, so the other two people are probably

There’s something wrong.”

"Shark repellent." Kaede Hoshino spat out a word. "The latest A-2 shark repellent has this effect. If they apply this substance on their wetsuits, it should be able to have this effect." Conan

Hearing this, he touched his chin, "But this method seems to be more risky, right?"

"Wealth is sought in danger." Hoshino Kaede said calmly, "Treasure hunters are all profitless guys who can't afford to be early. It's normal to kill a few companions for the treasure so that you can get more points."

"Speaking of which, I read in some street stall literature that those mercenary killers earn tens of millions a year. Is that true?" Conan asked, "And you seem to be worth hundreds of millions by doing tasks."

"It's not that exaggerated. Those are indeed lies." Hoshino Kaede touched his nose, "Take the world's more famous mercenary companies as an example. The mercenaries of the Armored Organization and Blackwater Company produce about ten people a year.

Probably between 10,000 euros and 200,000 euros.”

"Then why do you guys always say that you can make tens of millions for one mission?" Conan glanced at Hoshino Kaede in surprise and said to himself that this guy doesn't look like someone who likes to brag. "Because of my mission.

The audience is different, not just anyone can let me come forward." Hoshino Kaede smiled. "Blackwater Company and Armored Organization can afford to hire them as long as they have money, but you let them spend money to throw it away.

Shuichi Akai give it a try?"

"Oh, I probably understand." Conan suddenly realized, "In other words, this is the so-called network?"

"That's probably what I mean, but you know, those who have the ability to ask me to help are not short of money, so just throw in some gratitude money, plus the added value on them, it will be almost tens of millions." Hoshino Kaede's

The wording was very clever, using the word "help" instead of "mission". After all, his identity is clearly there, and unlike FBI agents like Shuichi Akai who need to abide by the rules, no one can force him to do anything.

Of course, Conan-kun definitely didn't hear the subtle meaning in his words, and he didn't have time to think about those things now. Because Uncle Maori was standing drunkenly outside the window watching them. "Hey, the kiddos are doing it here.

What?" Uncle Maoli's face was red, he smelled of alcohol, and he couldn't help but drink while talking.

"Uncle, come on, there's a case." Conan looked at Uncle Maoli with a dark look on his face. "Huh? In that case, why didn't anyone notify me?" Uncle Maoli was still a very responsible detective. As soon as he heard the word "case"

Then he started to open the window. "Why?

Didn't anyone tell me about the famous detective Mouri Kogoro... Oh my god, I'm sober now." With a loud noise, Uncle Mouri fell heavily to the ground. After a perfect flat sand landing, he landed on his face.

, full marks for technical actions.

Conan walked over and pulled Uncle Maori up from the ground, and then explained what happened. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, the shark's mouth is really big." Uncle Maori opened his mouth, and his elite police background was completely gone, "Huh? This

What is it?" Because Hoshino Kaede put the bag filled with fish blood back, the uncle saw the problem at a glance.

"Oh, that's the bag containing fish blood. We found it in the lining of this dress." Hoshino Kaede opened his mouth and said. "Fish blood?" Uncle Maori touched his chin, "So there is someone involved in this case.

Are you causing trouble in there?"

"Then it's up to uncle, the great detective, to judge." Hoshino Kaede said with a smile. Uncle Maori glanced at Hoshino Kaede, "Hahahahaha, you're right, it's up to me, the great detective, to judge." Conan's expression

He glanced at Hoshino Kaede strangely, "Hey, in principle, we don't advocate being a dog licker."

"Tch, if I didn't say that, wouldn't I be dragged into investigating the case by you?" Hoshino Kaede muttered, "This will make it easier for me to leave at any time, how great, and you can also hang out with uncle, so I won't bother you.

Me."

Conan sighed and stopped entangled with Hoshino Kaede, telling him to go away. Anyway, this guy was just in a daze if he stayed here, and the current clues were not enough to support their reasoning, so he simply let Hoshino Kaede go.

"Oh, a generation of super agents became obsessed with teasing their girlfriends and playing tricks after becoming famous. This setting is really eye-catching." Conan looked at Hoshino Kaede's back and sighed silently.

"Hey, little brother, are you looking for your friends? They seem to be up there." When Hoshino Kaede followed the directions on the map and walked to a warning sign, he met Mr. Iwanaga riding a bicycle.

"Ah, yes, but it seems that there is construction here." Hoshino Kaede pointed at the sign that blocked the entire intersection. "Well, that's because there was a landslide some time ago and the roads were blocked. You turn left from the intersection in front of you.

, there is a way up the hillside.”

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Iwanaga." Hoshino Kaede said goodbye to this fat uncle with a smile, and then walked up the road he pointed.