Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Looking at the information in his hand, Imaguchi frowned slightly. In the past 17 years, those few members of the organization who did not have a strong sense of existence either died midway, or were later discovered to be rats and were eliminated.

In short, no one survived smoothly. This result was obviously abnormal, and he couldn't help but suspect that these people were all rats.

When the fire broke out that year, the reason why it was noticed by so many people was just to dispel the organization's suspicion of them, and suspected that the explosion that year was related to a few of them.

But in this case, wouldn't it mean that there was indeed something wrong with the fire that year, and it was very likely that these undercover agents were responsible for it. Otherwise, they would not have made a judgment in advance and deliberately made themselves conspicuous in front of everyone.

Imago couldn't help but clenched his fists, his heart was filled with anger, and he wanted to find these people out and kill them all over again.

Picking up the phone, Imaguchi sent his findings to Rum, asking him to focus on investigating this matter. After all, this matter was so big that he couldn't investigate it alone.

Looking at the information he had just investigated, Imaguchi searched the organization's intranet for the daily life scope of these people, as well as their personal details, and then slowly drew it on the map.

The sky was getting brighter little by little. Looking at the central point where every line intersected, Imaguchi exhaled a thick breath.

He moved his stiff limbs, but his face looked very happy. After working for so long, he finally had results.

After packing up his things, Imaguchi followed the map and arrived at the location he had just determined.

The first location, which used to be a cafe, has now been turned into a house, a private residence. After Imaguchi looked around the door, he knew that even if there were any clues here back then, they were long gone now.

After all, judging from the photos, this house was obviously torn down and rebuilt. Even if there was anything there back then, it would have been reduced to a handful of dirt now.

Imaguchi continued to the second location. This was a restaurant back then. Although it was also a shop, fortunately, after so many years, the restaurant still exists, and the business seems to be pretty good.

Imaguchi walked into the store and looked around. This restaurant did not look like an ordinary lobby, but rather a private room, which was extremely secretive.

Looking at the tightly closed private rooms in the restaurant, Imaguchi felt a little embarrassed for a moment. There were so many rooms here, how was he going to find them?

Although their whereabouts are recorded in the information, it does not detail which room they went to. What's more, even if we really know, after so many years, it is not certain whether the restaurant has been renovated or not.

Imaguchi's strange behavior quickly attracted the attention of the clerk on the side, and a tall clerk came over.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?"

"Hello, I came here to take a look. I have several uncles who often came to this restaurant for dinner when I was a child. After so many years, I want to come here to take a look, but I don't know where they are. I'm a little confused about where to eat," Imaguchi said with a smile.

"Really? If that's the case, you can ask your uncles. Our restaurant has been the same for so many years." The clerk suggested.

"Sorry, they are all dead, so I..." Imaguchi said apologetically.

The clerk's face was apologetic, and he apologized heartily.

"It's okay. They have been dead for a long time. I didn't make it clear just now. But if you know their names, can you find out where they were sitting before?" Imaguchi waved his hand.

"You have to ask our boss about that. I just came here a few years ago and I don't know much about things at that time." The clerk shook his head. Although he has been here for a long time, he is sure about what happened to the gentleman in front of him when he was a child. I don’t know, he hadn’t graduated from elementary school yet!

"Okay, where is the shopkeeper?"

The clerk brought Imaguchi Heart to the store owner, told him the purpose of Imaguchi Heart coming here, and then stood aside.

"Sir, when did your uncle and the others come?" The shopkeeper looked at Imaguchi and found that he had no impression, so he asked.

"We have been here since 15 or years ago. Then years ago, an uncle passed away and stopped coming. Then years ago, ten years ago, and seven years ago, another uncle passed away. , these are their names, store manager, do you have any impression?" Imaguchi said as he handed over a piece of paper.

The shop owner looked at the name on it, recalled it, and quickly remembered it. The key was that the way Imaguchi Heart just described deepened his memory.

"Indeed, there were a lot of people here before, but then there were fewer and fewer people. I even asked about it before!" The other party's words were similar to what Imaguchi meant, which is why he was so impressed.

"Then do you still remember which house they used to stay in?" Imaguchi asked excitedly.

"Remember, they usually stay in the innermost room, the one next to the outside window." The shopkeeper nodded and pointed in the direction.

The clerk on the side knew it immediately, and quickly guided Imaguchi, saying while leading the way.

"Although our restaurant has been renovated over the years, the layout of the room has not changed. If your uncles often came here to eat, then the room you see now should be the same as what your uncles saw. "

As they talked, the two arrived at the place. As the door at the end was opened, Imaguchi also saw what was inside the room. The room was very simple, with a table on the tatami and a vase surrounding it. , with several artificial flowers inside.

The room was very simple, and you could see the end at a glance. When Imaguchi walked into the room, the waiter beside him turned around and left.

After Imaguchi glanced around the room, he began to look at it bit by bit.

In fact, he was not sure whether there was anything in this room after all these years.

But after all, if you come here, you still have to look carefully. The room is very clean and it can be seen that it is cleaned frequently.

Imagining through the whole room, I couldn't find anything useful, not even a note, and I felt a little disappointed for a while.

He sat at the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it. Just when he was about to leave, his fingers suddenly touched something.

Looking at the dent on the side of the table, Imaguchi's heart suddenly moved. He bent down and looked at the dent on the side of the table carefully. This dent seemed to be a word?

Imaguchi Kokomo wiped some water next to the dent, then took out the paper he was carrying, thinking that the dent was stretched out. Looking at the blurry words on it, Imagochi Kokomo quickly took a photo with his mobile phone.

He originally wanted to take a picture of the dent on the table, but unfortunately the dent was really inconspicuous. He looked in several directions and couldn't take a clear picture, so he had to give up in the end.

Imaguchi Xin walked out of the room. When the clerk on the side saw him coming out, he quickly came over and asked him.

"How is it? Is this the room your uncles stayed in before?"

"It should be, it's very similar to the photos they left." Imaguchi nodded casually.

The shopkeeper who was not far away came over and happened to hear this. His expression paused, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"I remembered when you mentioned the photos. There seemed to be a lot of photos taken in the store before, and there seemed to be some of your uncles in them. Wait a minute, I'll go look for them now."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Imaguchi and the clerk stood there with wide eyes and stared at each other. If they had to wait, then let's wait.

"I'm a little hungry. Is there anything to eat here?" Imaguchi looked at the time and said simply.

"Yes, we are a noodle shop here. We have all kinds of ramen and tempura. What do you want to eat?"

The clerk nodded and pointed to the wooden sign above the store entrance.

Imaguchi looked around and finally ordered some tempura and a bowl of meatball ramen.

"OK, just a second."

Imaguchi returned to the room at the end, sat down and waited for the ramen, while writing down notes on paper. Although the first place was not successful, there was a good chance that there would be clues in the second place.

The ramen was served quickly. Imagochi put the things away and began to eat slowly.

Just as he was enjoying his meal, he suddenly heard movement outside the door. It seemed that someone was also planning to come to this room, but because the room was occupied, the clerk refused.