I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Two seconds later, as the clear sound of the door closing came from the entrance, Mari Akai, who was sitting at the table, put down the tea cup in her hand, her moist lips moved, and she tentatively said the words she had never said before.

"Bon Voyage."

……

On the other hand, because time was not tight at all, Serabel did not take the bus to Mihua Town, but walked all the way as usual, and bought some meat floss sushi on the way.

After driving around in circles, it was only half an hour later when we finally arrived.

It is worth mentioning that the other party also sent a text message on the way, saying that he would wait in the third row of booths in the innermost row of the coffee shop.

Following such precise positioning, Serabel looked towards the location described in the text message as soon as he entered the coffee shop.

There was already someone in the booth, which matched the voice on the phone to a male.

He was a very tall man, about 30 years old. Serabel roughly estimated that he would be over 1.9 meters tall if he stood in a normal posture, and his muscles were quite developed. He had short hair and a middle parting, and his facial features were normal. There was a faint air of cruelty.

He sat directly over without politeness.

"Hello, we talked on the phone half an hour ago."

"Um……"

The tall man looked up.

"I've seen you on TV. You should be a fairly capable detective."

"It's okay for now." Serabel shrugged.

If it were a chat between friends, he would probably say "I'm just a trainee detective", but now we are talking about business. Excessive self-effacement and boasting will lead to bad results. Only moderation is the best. Give the other party a " You know why I have to ask when I have the ability. It’s almost time to get to the point. If you don’t tell me, I can leave.”

After taking a breath, the man took out a photo from his jacket, put it on the table, and pushed it along the table.

"My name is Akira Hirota, and I want your help to find my brother."

"This is your brother?"

Serabel took a look at the photo. The photo showed a middle-aged man about 40 years old, smiling and hugging a cat, surrounded by three others. At first glance, he looked like many others who had been severely beaten by society for 20 years. It’s no different than the greasy uncle who finally allowed himself to completely physically expand over the years.

Ordinary height, ordinary face, bald, beer belly...

"What's his name?"

"My name is Hirota Kenzo, and I have a daughter named Hirota Masami."?

Chapter 27 My head is so itchy, I feel like I'm going to grow my brain

Unexpectedly, the first serious door-to-door work was such a heavyweight commission as finding a missing relative.

Serabel was a little serious at first, but as he learned more about the case, he felt more and more something was wrong.

According to the information provided by the tall man Hirota Akira, his brother Hirota Kenzo is not missing in the true sense. To be precise, he ran away from home. Currently, he and his brother's daughter Hirota Masami are in Tokyo. Looking for each other, but almost a week has passed and still nothing.

As for intelligence, that's even more nonsense. I can't say there's none at all, but not much. I can't say it's completely useless, but it can only be used a little.

One is that Kenzo Hirota's occupation is a taxi driver who moves freely.

The second is that the four cats he raised are named Kuai, Di, Hao and Wang.

Then it's gone.

Yes, that's all.

To be honest, when Serabel learned about this, she was completely confused. She thought to herself, "Why don't you call me Hao Kuailan?"

At first glance, this doesn't seem to be a problem. To sum up, he is asked to find a middle-aged man named Kenzo Hirota who works, or used to be, a taxi driver and has four cats.

But if you think about it carefully, when did having four cats count as one of the characteristics of a missing person notice?

And didn’t Ning run away from home? He even gave up his brothers and biological daughter, but he didn’t forget to take the cat with him?

Also, for example, does the other party have any other relatives with whom the other party has a close relationship who may know their whereabouts and keep in touch with them? Does the other party have any hobbies that they are particularly passionate about? Is there any place that they have insisted on going to just like they clock in at work for decades...

Don't ask. If you ask, you don't know. If you ask again, you really don't know.

To be honest, Serabel rarely felt so confused, but this time he truly experienced what it means to have a black eye.

Aren't you brothers? Why don't brothers even understand each other this much?

Besides, even if they are distant cousins, Hirota Kenzo’s daughter should know about it, right? She came to Tokyo with your uncle to look for her relatives, and she didn’t even tell this bit of information?Or does she, as a daughter, have no idea about this kind of thing?

Are you serious……

Resisting the urge to throw a certain brown-skinned mouse in the opponent's face, Serabel finally accepted the commission.

It's not that he likes to challenge himself to achieve the impossible, but he realizes that this matter is unreasonable in every aspect. If the investigation continues, there may be some unexpected gains.

Of course, the most important thing is that the other party is very straightforward and generous. The reward is [-] yen. The deposit is [-] yen first, and the remaining [-] yen will be settled after the commission is completed.

Ten minutes later, as the tall man left first, Serabel followed closely behind and left the cafe.

Standing on the street of Yoneka Town, raising his face at a 45-degree angle to welcome the bright morning sun shining down in the sky, the trainee detective touched his head.

My head is so itchy, I feel like I'm going to grow my brain...

However, there is no other way. I have accepted all the commissions, so I have to complete them well.

After thinking for a few seconds, Serabel found a random direction and walked slowly along the street. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a recently added number.

The call was picked up after a few ringing sounds, and the voice of the Memu Police Department came from the phone.

"Hey, this is the head of the Criminal Investigation Section [-] of the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Section [-]. Who is he?"

Serabel raised her eyebrows: "It's a good weekend morning. Mu Mu Police Department, do you have to work overtime on a rare day off?"

"Eh?"

Perhaps it was because of the distortion in the sound transmission on the phone. The police officer on the other end was obviously stunned for a moment, and then let out a sudden sound.

"It's brother Serang. I'm sorry. I was too busy last week, so I forgot to leave a note after leaving my phone number. I'll make a note of it later. By the way, what's the matter with the sudden call?"

"That's right, I have a commission..."

Out of some mysterious tacit understanding, Serabel stopped after saying the first few words.

Sure enough, as soon as he stopped here, the leader Mu Police Department's voice sounded.

"I'm sorry, brother Sera, but I suddenly have an urgent matter here. Can we talk about this later?"

Although he said there was something urgent, his tone didn't sound urgent at all, and he even had time to wait for Serabel's reply after finishing speaking.

The British trainee detective breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly: "I know, it's just like this. I have a friend who ran away from home and disappeared. I want to open a case and ask the Mumu Police Department to see if you can investigate it. Call Guang Tian Jiansan, about 40 years old, works as a taxi driver, and has four cats at home named Kuai Di Hao Wang."

"Hmm, it sounds a bit like the name of a racehorse..."

The Memu Police Department muttered something on the phone as if to himself, and then responded.

"I know, I'll keep an eye on it for you, and we'll talk about it later."

"Ah."

Hang up the phone and wait for 5 minutes before the phone rings again.

Press to switch on.

"Hey, Brother Sera, I've found the friend you mentioned named Kenzo Hirota for you. I think he should still be alive and well somewhere in Tokyo. According to his previous consumption records, he should be a racehorse. He is a loyal fan and went to watch the horse racing show in Yonehua Town two days ago, and today is also his usual day to watch horse racing."

"OK, I understand. Thanks to the police department."

"it's okay no problem."

After ending the call at a very fast speed again, Serabel opened the map and searched for the location of the racecourse. After confirming that it was not far away, he turned around and adjusted the direction, and then set off again.

……

Serabel had never been to a place like a racecourse.

On the one hand, it's because he has no hobby of gambling, and on the other hand, he has never been interested in such crowded and noisy places.

But this time I had to come because of work.

According to the information provided by the Megure Police Department on the phone, although Kenzo Hirota would come to watch horse racing every three days, and his attendance rate was as stable as a three-way player playing in the abyss, he did not seem to care about the horse racing itself. There is so much enthusiasm that I basically buy ordinary tickets every time I watch it.

So Serabel also bought a regular ticket.

When he climbed up the steps of the stands and entered the general auditorium, the lights on the top of the stadium and the cheers and curses from around him almost instantly came to his face.

Various men, women and children with oil paint on their faces and bandages on their foreheads were sitting or standing on the terraced benches in rows. Some were waving their fists and some were holding high signs of support in their hands.

In the distance, the sound of falling hooves from racing horses galloping past was heard, like the beating of war drums.

There are many people, it is noisy, and the viewing experience is not the best...this is a regular seat.

Serabel clicked her tongue lightly.

You must know that it is not easy to accurately find a person in such a huge venue, but what should I say? After all, this is the most likely place to find the target, so you have to try your best.

With this thought in mind, he tried to look around.

Perhaps it was a mental connection, or perhaps it was a sudden glance. In the rapidly rotating perspective, a familiar hairstyle suddenly came into view.

The distinctive unicorn-like horn that no one else can replicate is located about 20 meters away from the same row of the auditorium on the right. There is also a certain kid with glasses and a sloppy guy with two mustaches beside him. Uncle.

Both sides discover themselves on the opposite side and discover the other side at the same time.

The moment their eyes crossed, the target was in the middle.

?

Is it such a coincidence? ?

Chapter 28: My head is wet with shit, my friend

Good news, the target was found without any difficulty.

Bad news, damn, there are actually peers competing for business.

Horse racing usually does not take too long, just like running 100 meters in a human sports meeting. The average horse racing game is almost over in about 2 minutes per round.

So usually those who can insist on watching all the games from beginning to end are either purely interested in horse racing or the atmosphere in the racecourse, or they are ambitious gamblers.

As for those who only push a few horses or a specific horse, for them, as long as the horse they push loses or wins the game, today's horse racing program will be over. That's it, the rest of the games have nothing to do with them.

Ever since, as the horse named Hao Kuai Emperor won its race, Serabel left the racecourse 2 minutes later, surrounded by Xiao Lan and Conan.

Also traveling with him is Ran’s father, Kogoro Mori, who is said to be a famous detective.

"Eh? The person that Brother Sera is looking for is also him?!"

"Yes, but the client seems to be the same as yours."

The crowd outside the racecourse was bustling on the weekend. Serabel raised her head slightly as she explained. Her eyes were always on Hirota Kenzo, who was about 20 meters away and looked satisfied after watching the race. He didn't know that someone was following behind him, who was about to go home to make lunch. .

According to the information he learned from Conan and Xiaolan, the person who entrusted Mouri Kogoro to find Hirota Kenzo was his client Hirota Akira's niece, Hirota Masami, the daughter of Hirota Kenzo.

Unexpectedly, the uncle and nephew actually adopted the same method, but each entrusted different people.

"Children, just go to school and be a detective..." Uncle Maori began to complain again.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, this is what I do." Serabel shrugged nonchalantly, "Besides, if you want to make ends meet, you have to earn some living expenses to support your family."

"Well--"

I don't know whether it was because he was a little embarrassed by the rebuttal, but Mouri Kogoro looked at a trainee detective for the first time since they met.

Then he frowned subtly, held his chin and leaned closer and hissed.

"You kid~have I seen you somewhere?"

"Probably not." Serabel looked calm.

"Ah! I remembered, it turned out to be your kid!"

With a slap on the thigh, Mouri Kogoro almost jumped up on the spot as if he had hyperthyroidism. His eyes widened above his mustache, and his index finger trembled slightly in mid-air due to excessive emotion. .

"It's the advertisements you posted near my office, right? I saw at least fourteen or five of them on the way back from drinking the night before!"

"Is there? But why didn't I see it?" Xiaolan was a little confused.

"That's because I tore them all off overnight!"