Walking on the streets of Atami, everyone was ready to check every hotel one by one until they found the one that made the postcard with the statue of Atami.

In order to show that his motives were pure and that he was indeed here to travel, Qin Zhibo temporarily bid farewell to Mouri Kogoro and others.

"If you find out where the hotel is, remember to call me."

"Also, if there is an emergency, remember to call me..."

Qin Zhibo waved his hand, turned and left.

Conan stood there with half-moon eyes, helplessly looking at Qin Zhibo's back, secretly complaining in his heart.

Fate? Do you think it is so easy to meet fate?

…

After leaving the large army, Qin Zhibo came to a public phone booth.

In the phone booth, he dialed Haneda Yasuharu's number.

"I'm Qin, and I have some information about the organization I want to tell you."

Qin Zhibo didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.

"Ahem." Haneda Yasuharu coughed slightly, "Go on, I'm listening..."

Qin Zhibo subconsciously looked around and then said: "Currently, there are spies from the black organization lurking in the Japanese police, codenamed 'Curaçao'."

"The organization already knows that the Japanese public security will take action against them..."

"There is also a recent plan by the organization to assassinate a candidate congressman. Although I don't know who this person is, I heard that once this congressman takes office, it will be extremely detrimental to the organization."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then murmured: "I understand, I will remind them."

Haneda Yasuharu's answer confirmed that he indeed knew the Japanese police.

Qin Zhibo thought for a moment and then said: "I forgot to tell you recently. Shuichi Akai and the FBI came to Japan. They also came here for the black organization's crimes."

"They came to me not long ago and asked me to help them break the case, but they don't know that I am now in the organization..."

"Oh..." Haneda Yasuharu paused, "So Shuichi is here too, maybe this is fate..."

Yasuharu Haneda's voice was deep, as if her words contained deep meaning.

This reminded Qin Zhibo again of his dead son, Koji Haneda 17 years ago.

Haneda Yasuharu's sigh seemed to be lamenting that Akai Mutake's son had also followed Akai Mutake's old path, as if it was a reincarnation of fate.

This shows that he knows that the murderer of Haneda Koji is from the black organization.

If this is the case, then the person who published that news on the Internet must not be Haneda Yasuharu.

The information leaked on that webpage led the clues to Amanda Hughes' bodyguard "Asaka", which is inconsistent with the facts and is also detrimental to Yasuharu Haneda who wants to redress his son's injustice.

So who edited that page?

And who is "Asaka"?

Could it be that the rum the boss talks about is the so-called "light fragrance"?

The answer to this mystery can only be found after rescuing Hiroki Sawada and using the power of Noah's Ark.

"Okay, that's it. I'll contact you next time. Take care of yourself."

"Well, thank you."

Qin Zhibo hung up the phone and walked out of the phone booth.

Looking at the busy streets around him and the bustling pedestrians walking on the streets for their own purposes, Qin Zhibo decided to take advantage of this rare leisure moment to really relax.

He summoned Minase Harumu, and one person and one ghost began to wander the streets.

…

On the other side, Conan and the others were not as free as Qin Zhibo.

We finally got to Atami, but we couldn’t experience the famous local hot springs. We had to go around asking Kinukawa Kazuki for the origin of the postcards under the bright sun.

But for the sake of the high commission fee, Mouri Kogoro endured all this.

But after asking several hotels in succession, several people got negative answers.

Suddenly, Kinukawa Kazuki saw a passing mother carrying her baby on her chest with a strap, and recalled something in her mind.

In order to promote memories, Kinukawa and Hui raised their hands and asked Mao Lilan for a "hug."

"If you are tired, I can carry you~"

Mao Lilan didn't think much about it, she just felt that the back position should be more comfortable, but Kinukawa and Hui still insisted on hugging.

"Hug, hug, I must give you a hug..."

Conan looked at the kid's clumsy act of coquettishness and looked at it with disdain, not believing that Mao Lilan would agree to his request.

But the next second, Conan was slapped in the face by the speed of light.

"Really, you really know how to act like a baby~"

Mao Lilan smiled and leaned down, stretched out her hand, and really planned to hug Kinukawa and Hui.

Seeing this scene, Conan quickly ran over to stop him, but he was already picked up by Mao Lilan.

Oops! I missed the hug!

Conan was anxious, anxious from the inside out.

But it was useless to be anxious. Kinukawa Kazuhui pointed at the bottom of Mao Lilan's collarbone, "That woman seems to have a mole in this place."

"Because I remember that every time I looked at the mole in front of me, I fell asleep soon after."

"But I was still very young at that time, maybe I have to go a little lower..."

When Conan heard this, he couldn't calm down even more. His face turned red and he thought about the area under Mao Lilan's collarbone.

That's...

"Absolutely not!"

"Huh?" Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro looked at Conan who was so excited that he shouted, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"Ah? This..." Conan hesitated, making up a reason at random, "As long as you know the approximate location, you don't have to point it out so clearly!"

At this moment, Conan wished that Qin Zhibo had not left. In that case, with his character, he would definitely speak for him.

…

It was not until dusk that Qin Zhibo was still wandering around the city and Minase Yangmeng had gone back, before Mao Lilan called.

They finally got a positive answer at a hot spring hotel near the hill. The postcard was printed and produced by their hotel.

"Everything is just like Mr. Qin's reasoning. The sales of postcards in this hotel are not good, and many of them are given away to the internal staff."

"This is called Yuya Inn, and its address is..."

After getting the address, Qin Zhibo took a taxi and arrived at his destination soon.

After pushing open the glass door and walking into the hotel, Conan and the others were still sitting on the sofas in the front hall of the hotel without going in.

Mouri Kogoro felt sad again when he saw that Qin Zhibo had taken a taxi alone. It looked like he had spent a day enjoying himself in the city.

It seems that there is indeed no shortage of money...

Before Qin Zhibo came, Mouri Kogoro had already asked the proprietress here. There was no female employee named "Atsuko" here, but there were quite a few mom fans who liked Kinukawa Kazuki.

"That's it for today, stay here tonight, and then officially start looking for someone tomorrow."

After a tiring day, Mouri Kogoro wanted to take a rest early. Anyway, he had a commission fee from a wealthy child star, so he should enjoy it.

Just as Mouri Kogoro walked to the front desk and was about to book a room, another guest came in at the door.

This man was carrying a large satchel, a duffel bag in his right hand, and a ponytail on the back of his head.

Although he has the same hairstyle as Aso, the man's complexion is very hateful, with sparse stubble on his chin and a curved wrinkle on his forehead.

"Young, it seems that the protagonist has already arrived first..."

"There are two famous detectives with you. Are they here to help you find the cruel mother who abandoned you?"

The man's voice was gloomy, and his face looked even more evil and hateful due to the setting sun outside the glass behind him.

When Mouri Kogoro heard this, he looked unhappy, but for the purpose of protecting the client's privacy, he did not answer, but directly asked: "Who are you?"

"hehe……"

"My surname is Yaxia. I am just a guest staying here. I stopped by to check on the situation..."

The man who calls himself "Yaxia" did not reveal his identity.

But Qin Zhibo saw the identity information floating above his head, which read Kamoshita Hohiro, a 37-year-old reporter.

The sudden death rate of ducks?

Of course it is 100%!

With this ghostly name and a dead look on his face, Qin Zhibo guessed that he was probably the deceased today.
To be continued...