Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"So the main task now is to crack this code."

Sitting in the car, Kudo Yuji took a look at the code paper that the police got from Fukushiro Yoshie, and sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong, sir?"

The driver in front heard the voice from behind and asked, but he showed the same expression after seeing the boy turn the printed code paper around so that he could see it in the rearview mirror.

"Is this the code that Axie Tadayuki entrusted to Fukushiro Yoshie before his death?"

Excuse me for being blunt, Axie Tadayuki really trusts Fukushiro Yoshie.

On the code paper sent by Hattori Heiji, it can be clearly seen that there is a red five-pointed star pattern in the middle of the black paint, the pattern is located at the bottom right of the paper, and there is a yellow moon pattern in the upper left corner of the paper.

"Let me see, after reducing the map of Hakodate to the same scale... it really overlaps with Goryokaku."

"But what is this moon?"

The driver Toru estimated in his mind according to the scale, shook his head and said: "If it is facing the map, this location is in the sea. Could it be that Keisaburo Afue hid the treasure in the sea..."

"How is it possible? If it is near the sea, it is possible, but that location is a place that requires approval to go."

Kudo Yuuji rolled his eyes, put the code paper aside, and picked up the one in Afue Takuzo's hand.

"There are 48 pseudonyms on this code paper. Although the order is messed up, the message may be in the middle."

Because of his past experience, the boy naturally moved closer to the local street names in Hakodate, turned out the map to compare the code, but did not find anything. He abandoned this idea and turned around to search for local celebrity anecdotes.

"Ding, ding."

The ringing of the phone and the communication screen disrupted Kudo Yuuji's thoughts and search. He answered the call from Hattori Heiji and held his chin to turn on the hands-free.

"Hey, Heiji Senbei, shouldn't you be happily distressed in the police station?"

"What the hell is happy distress!"

Looking at Ooka Momiji and Toyama Kazuha playing karuta on the blanket on the floor, Hattori, who was sitting by the window and looking at the hospital from afar, glanced at the TV and was a little curious.

"Is the hospital really that dangerous?"

"Of course, everything you see in the movies is there now, so don't rush over there on impulse."

Kudo Yuji kindly reminded Hattori Heiji, and then asked impatiently in a low voice: "Why did you call?"

"I just want to ask if the photos I took are useful." Hattori Heiji picked up the code paper of Fukushiro Ryoe wrapped in a plastic bag: "Officer Nishimura sent a message to the police stationed at the police station, saying that the code paper in Takuzo Axie's hand was destroyed in the car accident, so they need to keep a close eye on the two knives here."

After all, there is no other channel now, and everyone's attention should still be on the six knives. But Kudo Yuji knew very well that Hattori Heiji would not suddenly come back to life after a call, so he must have discovered something.

"To be honest, it's quite useful."

The boy held the code paper full of words and narrowed his eyes: "So what do you want to say?"

"I just found something and I want to share it with you." Hattori Heiji was a little proud: "But..."

"I'll pay for your confession."

Yuji reported a card number and reminded Hattori Heiji to ask for a receipt after spending.

"Thanks, boss. The key to the code is Goryokaku and the moon. You should have found it."

"Nonsense, if it's just this, the invoice will be sent to the Osaka Police Headquarters."

"Ahem, listen to me." Hattori Heiji coughed twice: "Six knives are a series of works of star-edged knives. Who is related to it?"

"Hijikata..."

"By the way, have you ever thought about looking up the relevant information about Hijikata?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment. Just when Hattori Heiji thought there was a problem with the communication, the boy's voice sounded again.

"This... is not something you came up with."

It's too obvious. No matter Hattori Heiji, Kudo Shinichi or Kudo Yuuji, they don't like to interpret the code from the perspective of literature when they encounter it, let alone the literature that takes a few detours.

"Anyway, thank you, Mr. Freeloader."

Yuuji smacked his lips and whispered, "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't make Momiji cry, you'll die miserably."

"... Hello, Yuuji..."

The call was hung up by coincidence.