Conan Super Detective

Detective Super in the City/Detective Conan in Super Chapter 149

Ebina seemed to have been watching the two of them silently.

This is Nami, who also serves as a waiter, and pouring Dongma graciously.

Maori said, "Honestly speaking, such a big ship, just our guests, it's really a bit deserted!"

Nami said, "Mr. Mori is right. Even if you add up the two guests who are resting in the room, there are no more than 13 passengers. I should have waited a little longer, but Mr. Furukawa emphasized that the number of passengers is over ten, and the time is up. You can sail."

Conan smiled, "That counts me, right?"

Nami nodded, "Yes, the gentleman also requested that no more than 20 passengers be carried..."

Dong Ma said, "Really strange rules!"

"The two resting guests you mentioned, one is a detective and the other is an old gentleman?" Dongma asked casually, and while everyone was not paying attention, he reached out and put his hand on Nami's hip-butt.

"Yes." Nami said with a flushed face, but she seemed to like Dongma's appearance and didn't mind that much.

Jingjing asked, "I just saw the old man you mentioned when I was downstairs. I think he is not very talkative, he is a taciturn person. Do you know what he does?"

Nami smiled and replied, "I heard, he claims to be a marine researcher."

Speaking and took out a note, "It seems to be called Ye Caisan."

When they heard this name, the five people's expressions changed drastically.

"What, his name is Ye Caisan?"

Hideko said strangely, "Everyone's reaction is too strong, right?"

Conan felt the same way, "Ye Caisan? I seem to have heard of this name."

Kazaki Shimaji dropped the knife and fork, stood up, and asked loudly, "Which room does that guy live in?"

Nami was a little surprised. "He lives in Room 101 at 3.1."

Maori also felt familiar, "Ye Caisan! Where did you hear this name..."

Yu Qi was furious, "Asshole, have you forgotten? He is the mastermind of the 400 million yuan robber murder case that we two were responsible for together before!"

"Shadow designer, Ye Caisan... Things are getting more and more interesting." Dong Ma sipped his wine and said with a smile while shaking the bright red wine glass.

At the same time, Kameda Teruyoshi walked back to the door of his room, only to see a note under the door.

After reading the note, Kameda smiled and looked at the closed gate.

It seems that there is something he has been waiting for...

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On the other side, Yuzaki, Maori, Conan, and Nami with the key ran to the door of Room 101, and Touma leisurely followed.

Kazaki's face was serious, and Maori leaned against the door.

Kazaki warned Nami, "Listen well! If it was him, maybe he would carry a firearm with you. When you open the door, you will immediately withdraw."

Dongma patted Nami's pale face on the shoulder and smiled and took the key in her hand. "This dangerous thing is not suitable for a lady like Nami, you should leave it to our police..."

Hearing that Nami showed a grateful expression, and the brilliance was mixed with an obsessive smile, which made Dongma smile gently.

Dongma opened the door without hesitation, and then rushed in with Kazaki and Maori, but there was no one in the room.

Kazaki said, "This is..."

"No one is normal, but it doesn't look like someone has lived here. This is the crux of the problem."

Maori crawled on the ground and began to check every corner, "Hey, does the old man you mentioned really live in this room? 24"

Nami is sure, "Every guest room has a record, it can't be wrong."

Kazaki said, "Damn it, I'll look for it below. Maori, you will be responsible for it!"

Maori had to agree, "Team leader, be careful!"

Although anxious, he naturally didn't dare to directly command Dongma, so he could only let Maori cooperate with him.

On the other side, Kameda walked down the stairs to the engine room under the ship at the same time, where the machines kept clicking loudly.

Kameda shouted, "Hey, are you there? I have read the letter."

Kameda looked forward and kept shouting.

A figure suddenly walked out of the shadows and pressed a barrel against Kameda's temple.

Kameda was shocked, but after a dull gunshot, Kameda fell to the ground without anyone noticing it.

After confirming that room 101 was indeed empty, Dong Ma looked at room 102 next door, because he felt the breath of living people inside.

So she asked Nami: "Who lives in this room?"

"It's the detective's room. He has stayed in the room since he got on the ship."

"Knock on the door, I probably know who it is..." Dongma said.

"Who is it?" Maori asked suspiciously.

"It should be Hattori Heiji..." Dongma said.

"That Osaka boy..." Maori frowned dissatisfiedly, obviously disliked these so-called high school detectives, "but why are you so sure?"

"I guess..." Dongma replied, and naturally wouldn't tell him. He just saw the roster through Nami and just saw the name of Hattori.

Sure enough, after Nami knocked on the door for a while, Heiji opened the door and yelled in dissatisfaction, but stopped instantly after seeing Maori and others.

"Dongma? And the uncle Maori and the kid... why are you here?"

Maori asked angrily, "I still want to ask you, why are you here again?"

On the deck, after listening to the description, Pingci was puzzled, "Shadow Planner? After you say so, it seems that there is indeed such a person."

Maori snorted and questioned: "Planner Sombra disappeared 20 years ago. You weren't born at that time! Is Chief Hirazo still interested in mentioning this person many years later?"

Pingci was embarrassed, "I want you to take care of it, anyway I know it!"

Touma sneered: "Peeking at the police station’s files, even if your father is the head of the Osaka Police Station, if you don’t have an official paperwork and you don’t have enough identity (police or prosecutor, etc.), it’s a crime. Behavior..."

Although the words were very light, even Maori didn't hear them, but they were still in a cold sweat.