"But, at least you should know the other party's name?" Kogoro Mouri scratched his head, "After all, I have been playing together for so many days."

"Gali," Maori Ran said suddenly: "Because all the classmates in the class call me gali, you can call me that too. You said that in your TV station interview, right?"

"Yes." Zhuangtang Hu Tao nodded with a smile.

"But if you rely on Gali alone, you can't guess his name." Kogoro Mouri said.

At this time, Conan interrupted, "So, where are the two people who claim to be him now?"

"Since the past few days, they have lived in my house." Zhuangtang Hu Tao said lightly, and then invited: "If it's convenient, everyone can go together."

"Will that not be troublesome?" Kogoro Mouri was very moved.

"Of course not." Zhuangtang Hu Tao said: "I have been without guests at home for a while. If you can go, it will be very lively."

So, before dusk and sunset, the group rushed to the home of this famous daughter.

In the warm sunset, the grand buildings stand in the manor, and the houses around them are naturally pale in comparison.

Chen Xing didn't plan to come, but he couldn't resist Conan's begging, so he came together. As for Tomo Amuro, he obediently mopped the floor in the store.

"Why do you have to let me come here? I can't help."

"We have always cooperated very well, and if you come, you can have a helper to deal with it." Conan looked serious.

Chen Xing glanced at him, "I think you want to find a free coolie."

Conan scratched his head and smirked, "No, Haibara stayed at the doctor's house, so you're fine, right?"

After getting along for such a long time, it has to be said that if you are lucky enough to be present at the crime scene or when you are resolved, it will be more convenient for him to be a detective. Whether it is to cover up or be a thug, it can make a certain detective more at ease.

Chen Xing hummed, and he found that the kid's skin had become thicker and thicker recently.

"If such a big house is exhausting, is it going to be hard to clean, right?" Kogoro Mori smacked his tongue. It would be impossible to say that it would be impossible without envy. After all, he just missed the first prize of the horse racing, and the future of the detective firm is a little dark.

"Yes, it's all up to Mr. Baogu and the two maids to work hard here." Zhuangtang Hu Tao said: "In fact, there are only four people living here, including me, so there are actually not many places to clean up."

"A total of four people? Where are your parents?" asked Ran Maori.

Zhuangtang Hu Tao said: "My mother died of illness a long time ago. My father, who has been taking care of my life, also died of illness three years ago. Not long before his death, he hired a housekeeper for me. The one who was forced to take over the trivial matters of my life was this Mr. Baogu."

"How could it be forced?" Taifu Baogu said in a low voice.

"However, not only are there two new men living here now, but there are nine of you guys. I think it will be very lively when dining tonight." Zhuangtang Hu Tao said as she walked into the villa.

Several people would occasionally look around and follow them.

...

Night falls soon.

The dinner was very rich, and almost no one spoke during the meal. After eating, the servants served coffee to everyone.

"It's really pleasant, so many people have dinner together." Zhuangtang Hu Tao said with a smile.

"Yes." Kogoro Mouri nodded.

Then, I heard someone on the other side say, "Now there should be a fake guy here to make a living."

"What?" The other man looked angry.

The two of them are the two in the photos that Chen Xing had seen before. The middle-aged man with dreadlocks and a mustache and wearing green short-sleeved shirts is called Banshun Chuanggo, and the other middle-aged man in a casual suit is named Takahei Kumamoto. He just now had his fill and provoked him.

"It's almost time to tell it honestly, Mr. Fake." Nanmoto Takahei mocked.

"I should have said this to you, right!" Chuangwu faced tit for tit in the first half.

"Okay, I'll ask Detective Maori to solve the mystery for us next." Zhuangtang Hu Tao slowly wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin, "I'm right, Mr. Maori?"

Kogoro Mouri said vigorously: "Yes, no matter what, let's go to the room first to talk about it alone."

After the words came, the two middle-aged men on the opposite side who had been competing with each other before immediately stood up and walked into the room tacitly.

"See you back."

"Goodbye, Mr. Detective."

The two of them were quite considerate, and Kogoro Mori subconsciously responded.

Taifu Baogu approached his ear and said seriously: "Please make sure to distinguish it carefully, because it is possible that both of them are fakes. After all, more than thirty years have passed, and maybe the young man has long been no longer in this world."

Although his voice was deliberately lowered, he was still heard by Zhuangtang Hu Tao. She said firmly: "No, he must be still there, and I believe that the person must be in this house now, and I can feel it, so I specially trouble Mr. Maori to go this trip."

When he heard this, Chen Xing almost subconsciously glanced at the loyal butler, Taifu Baogu, who was almost loyal to him.

This may be his sixth sense, and he has no reason to doubt.

"Sorry, I feel a little tired now and want to go back to my room to rest for a while." Zhuangtang Hu Tao stood up and said, "If the results come out, please tell me immediately."

As she said that, she left with the help of the maid.

"Okay." Kogoro Mouri agreed, and when he left, he pretended to be confident and suddenly felt relieved, and sighed sadly.

This is what Chen Xing appreciates more, and the real character of this great detective.

Ran Maori thought, "Actually, Miss Zhuangtang, you already know which one is the boy of that year. What do you think, Conan Conan?"

She talked to Conan habitually, but she didn't get the other party's response. When she looked back, she found that the boy was hiding beside the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window, peeking out with a vigilant look on his face.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything outside?" she walked over and said curiously.

Chen Xing also followed Conan's gaze and looked out, but he didn't care, because in fact he discovered the old acquaintances of the police station when the few people first arrived.

"Don't you feel it yet?" Conan looked out the window with seriousness, "the feeling of being watched by someone."

"I don't have any special feeling." Maori Ran whispered.

Conan thought for a while, walked to Chen Xing's side, and blinked: Radar, start your radar quickly.

"Oh?" Chen Xing drank coffee and returned with a confused look.

"..." Conan touched his forehead, feeling a little unsure about this guy's meaning.
Chapter completed!