Corpse collector in Conan

Before the colleague next door noticed him, Maya Hashimoto put down his chopsticks gently and planned to escape. Although it was a pity to have just eaten a few bites of noodles on the table, he would rather go there again than the trouble that would follow. Buy ten bowls of noodles.

However, before my butt could leave the stool, my phone buzzed and an email was sent. Judging from the vibration pattern, it was one that required special attention.

Maya Hashimoto made a move.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." No, it won't be what I thought.

After a moment of silence, he stiffly took out his phone. A familiar email address jumped into view, and the sender was indeed Uzo.

Clicking on it, there was a task that made Maya Hashimoto's breathing stop.

[The kid and his classmates seem to be next to you?

They seem to be planning an interesting operation, and children always need adult supervision, so you can stay. ]

These two lines of words fell into Maya Hashimoto's eyes and were automatically translated into: Your elementary school student colleague is nearby. They are planning an insidious conspiracy. You go and clean up the mess.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Can I refuse?

He respectfully replied: [Okay, I will do it. ]

After closing the phone, Maya Hashimoto let out a long sigh, stayed blank for more than ten seconds, and then picked up the chopsticks again.

...That's it for now, let's eat noodles first.

Only when you have a full stomach can you have the energy to deal with various emergencies and the malicious intentions from that Juan King colleague.

After grabbing two chopsticks of noodles, Maya Hashimoto's tired thoughts started to work again.

He glanced suspiciously behind the potted plant partition: "..." Speaking of which, how did Uzo know I was here?

Could it be that Conan had discovered me a long time ago, but I didn't see him until just now? ...This boy's observation skills are really good. No wonder he was spotted by Uzo at a young age.

"But my powers of observation are not weak. Theoretically speaking, if this kid named Conan can see me, then I have probably seen him."

Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto narrowed his eyes and found a new suspect: "I saw someone who happened to know Uzo... Speaking of which, Vodka passed by just now, right? Could it be that he leaked the news? "

While Maya Hashimoto was recording her grudges in the little book in her heart, she pricked up her ears and eavesdropped on Conan's conversation next to her: Uzo only said that he would take care of him, but not that he would join.

Thinking on the bright side, maybe the primary school student hasn't noticed him yet. In this case, he will observe secretly first, and then decide on the specific method of care based on the situation.

…

A dozen meters away, there is a fresh food market.

While Takamori Masumi was busy picking fresh vegetables, next to her, her "twin sister" Torimaru Naoko put away her phone, curled her lips and smiled, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

According to her observations, the guy named Maya Hashimoto has been quiet recently and has no contact with Jiang Xia anymore. She thought that the undercover agent Wuzuo sent to Jiang Xia had given up.

But who knows now, it seems that this guy has not repented at all, he just changed his method - he wants to start with the people around Jiang Xia and take advantage of it in a roundabout way.

"To actually take advantage of Jiang Xia's absence to approach the primary school students around him, there is simply no bottom line."

Naoko Tormaru pushed up her glasses and was particularly satisfied with the results of today's shopping trip: "Although that kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I still have to tell Jiang Xia about this to avoid any accidents."

Not long after sending the message, her phone vibrated and she received a reply: [Thank you, very useful information. ]

Naoko Tormaru smashed the email, erasing the traces of the two's contact, and then smiled while hiding her merit and fame.

Next to him, Masumi Takamori was carrying a box of selected fish and turned around to face the changing expression of his "sister". She was startled: "What's wrong? Why are you laughing?"

Toriyama Naoko's expression returned to calmness. She put away her phone and checked Masumi Takamori's observation ability: "It's nothing, I just saw an acquaintance."

Takamori Masumi was curious at first, then suddenly alert. She lowered her voice: "Familiar? How familiar? - Oh no, that person won't recognize you, let's run!" She still remembered that she was a wanted fugitive, and the person next to her was even more so.

Naoko Tormaru: "..." Well, this guy really didn't notice that Maya Hashimoto was in the store they passed by just now, nor did he notice that Conan was there.

But this is understandable, after all, the two of them did not pass by the front of the restaurant, but just passed by a nearby intersection. If the billboard in front of the store didn't reflect the iconic knitted hat and mixed-race light hair, she might not have recognized it.

As for Conan, she heard it with her ears. The child was sitting near the window, and the sound was just enough to come out... But now it seems that Masumi Takamori didn't notice it either.

Naoko Tormaru sighed at her teammates' observation skills, shook her head, and left with her horrified fake sister to check out.

…

In the restaurant, Conan was talking to his elementary school classmates when he suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, suspecting that someone was talking about him. However, remembering that he had just caught a bad cold not long ago and was still not fully recovered yet. It was very normal to sneeze. Conan quickly put aside his suspicions and continued chatting about what had just happened.

——Several of his elementary school classmates formed a juvenile detective team. Although the three naughty kids were frightened by the knocking behavior of a high school detective, it didn't seem to dampen their enthusiasm for detective work. The "Young Detective Team" is still quietly active in a place where Jiang Xia cannot see.

Today, the elementary school students received a commission from their classmate, Rintaro Mori.

——The restaurant they are currently in is owned by Rintaro Mori’s family, and the matter he wants to entrust is also related to this restaurant.

Sitting on the window seat, Moto Kojima was eating a delicious set meal while looking around. He couldn't help but sigh: "I remember your restaurant used to be small and dark, like a haunted house, and the food was unpalatable. I didn’t expect it to be so popular now, with almost no vacancies, and the food has become much more delicious!”

Rintaro Mori couldn't tell whether this was a scolding or a compliment, but he was not in the mood to think about it now, so he just sighed sadly.

Then he lowered his voice and said to several classmates: "This is what I want to entrust! Two months ago, an uncle named Kamekura Yuji suddenly came to my house to apply for a job.

"He said that my late grandfather had shown him a debt of gratitude that was too great to be explained in just a few words. And in order to repay the favor, he wanted to work as an employee in my restaurant."

Conan took a sip of the drink and was a little confused: "What kind of repayment is this?"

Rintaro Mori: "He didn't want a salary, he just asked for food and accommodation! Then without waiting for my father to reply, he started working in our restaurant talking to himself."