beep.

beep.

beep.

After waiting for more than twenty seconds, the other side of the phone slowly picked up.

"Hey...who is it?"

Hearing this voice, Qin Zhibo frowned immediately.

The other party's voice was very lazy and slightly rough, sounding like he had just experienced a hangover.

Qin Zhibo first signaled Hiroki Sawada to start tracking the signal source, and then said.

"Hello, I am the parent of a high school detective who was invited by your program "Detective Koshien". I would like to ask you what the specific arrangements are for your program."

"Parents?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then hesitated for a while before asking: "Which high school student detective are you the parent of?"

This reaction speed made Qin Zhibo even more suspicious.

But he continued to talk, buying Hiroki Sawada more time for phone tracking.

"It's Baima Tan's parents."

"Bai, White Horse Detective..."

As if he had realized something, the other party's voice finally became more energetic, "Okay! Is Hakuba-san back from London?"

"Yeah, but his time is tight, so I'll contact the program team first..."

At this moment, the Q version of Sawada Hiroki on the laptop screen made an "OK" gesture and had already located the opponent's specific location on the map.

Qin Zhibo did a general scan and found that the signal location was within Tokyo, and could be reached in less than half an hour by car.

At this time, the person on the other end of the phone seemed unaware and was still introducing the program schedule.

"That's it. We will contact other high school detectives first, and then arrange a day to record the program. After all, we don't want to delay the studies of all the students..."

"That's it for now, I'll start making arrangements right now!"

The other party hung up the phone furiously.

On the other side of the phone, Qin Zhibo and Sera Masumi, who was listening in, looked at each other.

If this is a member of the organization, then...

This person's acting skills are also very good.

Whether it's the lazy feeling of being hungover, or the excitement of knowing that you can start preparing for filming.

Could it be that the opposite person is someone with acting skills like Bermod?

Or is it Belmod?

"Uncle, what should I say?" Shiliang Zhenchun asked Qin Zhibo for his idea.

Qin Zhibo glanced at the tracked address on the computer screen. Since he already had the address, there was no reason not to go.

"Let's go and see who the other party is."

…

Twenty minutes later, a red convertible Mustang parked on the street in front of an apartment building.

This is the signal location tracked by Hiroki Sawada.

Qin Zhibo did not get out of the car immediately, but sat in the car and observed the apartment building opposite.

To be honest, it was quite disappointing, and even made Qin Zhibo wonder if this was a trap set by the other party using anti-tracking methods.

This is not a high-rise apartment, but an old-fashioned single apartment, similar to the Trojan Horse Village next door to Dr. Ali's house.

The most notable features of such an apartment are poor sound insulation, small space, and relatively old decoration, so the rent is relatively cheap.

No one with a moderate social status would live in a place like this.

If members of the organization live in such a place, it can only be said that the organization's funds are no longer enough, and it is not far from destruction.

Of course, this is unlikely.

"I'll go down first to inquire. You stay here and don't leave."

After making sure there were no sniper ambush around, Qin Zhibo got out of the car and came to the courtyard of the apartment.

In the relatively messy courtyard, there are some men's clothes still dripping with water hanging, there is a flowerbed with nothing planted in the corner, and a red Suzuki car is parked.

The only experience the entire environment gave Qin Zhibo was a sense of relaxation.

Qin Zhibo first walked through the corridor in front of the first floor and found nothing unusual.

He then went to the second floor through the iron staircase. The door number of the first house at the corner had a familiar surname.

Hammer tail.

This is the surname left by the TV producer who invited White Horse Detective.

I have to say that these Japanese surnames are really arbitrary.

Mali is a mallet, which itself means idiot.

If you add "tail" at the end, you are an idiot among idiots. How can a person be a good person?

Qin Zhibo looked at the bright and upright house number in front of him. Faced with this incredible success, he felt a little hesitant in his heart.

Isn't this really a trap?

Just to be on the safe side, it’s better to check what’s inside.

Qin Zhibo retreated to the other side of the door, placed the [Guard Totem] into the room, and then closed his eyes.

When his vision connected with the spider in the room, he saw a man changing clothes in front of the full-length mirror.

The man's body is slightly swollen, and Dr. Ali has the same hairstyle, but the baldness is not as serious.

Whether it is his personal appearance or the interior style of the room, he is a typical middle-aged sloppy uncle.

However, the clothes he was changing in front of the dressing mirror aroused Qin Zhibo's interest.

It was a work uniform from a Japanese TV station. The overall color was green, and the Japanese TV station's logo was embroidered on the back.

The man was wearing a TV station uniform and posing in front of the mirror in various styles, looking very satisfied.

But Qin Zhibo felt that this dress didn't fit him at all, and the zipper around his belly could only be pulled up at best.

But this at least shows that there is no danger in the room, and that this man is the person who just talked to him on the phone.

Qin Zhibo withdrew his vision, came to the door of the room and knocked directly.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

After a few seconds, a shout came from behind the door.

"Who?"

"Hello, I'm checking the water meter."

"Water meter? But I just paid the water bill a few days ago..."

"Then it could be that your water meter secretly leaks water in the middle of the night. Can I check it?"

"Okay, wait a minute."

After waiting for a while, the sound of solid footsteps came from behind the slightly poorly soundproofed door.

Click.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Qin Zhibo pushed open the door, pinched the man's neck with one hand, rushed into the room, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Uh... you, what are you doing..."

The man stared in horror, and a few incoherent words came out of his throat with difficulty.

Qin Zhibo first tilted his head and glanced at the unobstructed view of the interior of the room, and then slightly relaxed his grip on his palms.

"Are you the program director of Nippon TV who just talked on the phone?"

"I……"

The man named Hammertail was hesitant. Although he didn't speak, he answered in disguise.

Qin Zhibo continued to press, "Who sent you to do this?"

"Ah...I..."

Hammertail's attitude hesitated again.

This instead proved that someone was indeed instigating him behind the scenes, and he was just hesitant to speak out.

A rookie who is so undecided and cowardly cannot be a member of the organization. He is not even qualified to be a grassroots member without a code name.

Seeing this situation, Qin Zhibo also had ideas for interrogation.
To be continued...