Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

"Mrs. Nakata, if you have any news, please contact us." The two policemen left the house after being seen off by a lady.

"Thank you for your hard work, officers." Mrs. Nakata bowed to the two officers to express her gratitude.

The two officers nodded and walked out the door.

The detectives at the door all greeted the police: "Thank you for your hard work, police officers!"

Mrs. Nakata also saw her son bringing back a bunch of children.

"Toshiya, are these your friends?"

Junya nodded, and the detective team also greeted politely: "Sorry to bother you."

Mrs. Nakata forced a smile, her voice barely hiding the fatigue: "Please come in. Toshiya, do you want to get something for your friend?"

Conan smiled and explained: "Aunt, you don't have to worry, we will only stay for a while and then leave."

"Really? Then I'll go to the kitchen first." Mrs. Nakata said and turned away.

"I'm sorry, my mother doesn't care about anything except my brother's affairs now." Junye looked at them apologetically.

"I know." Conan whispered, "Okay, take us to your brother's room."

Several people searched around Junye's brother's room for a long time but didn't find anything.

Yuan Tai sat down on the bed tiredly and said, "No matter how hard we search, we won't find anything here.

I think he ran away from home after all!"

"No, that's not possible." Conan took out a wallet from the drawer: "If you run away from home, at least you will take your wallet with you."

"Then my brother..." Jun was also very worried.

"Was it an accident?" Conan closed the drawer and thought: "Or did he happen to be involved in some incident?"

"No, it's kidnapping." Kurokawa Rinya's affirmative tone made Conan look sideways.

He pulled out a portrait from under the bed: "This is Natsume Setishi, right?"

Junya nodded and said, "My brother's idol is Natsume Setishi. He took this painting to the exhibition because he really liked it."

Kurokawa Rin also nodded: "What's the first thing that comes to your mind when you see this painting?"

"What comes to mind?"

The three little ones racked their brains to think, and there was a subtle feeling that the words were on the tip of their tongue but they couldn't say them.

"Thousand-yuan bill!" In the end, Conan was indeed knowledgeable and knew that the person pictured on the thousand-yuan bill was Natsume Setishi.

Kurokawa Rinya nodded and looked at Toshiya: “Since your brother once took this painting to an exhibition, it might have been noticed by criminals.

They took a fancy to your brother's painting ability and maybe locked him up somewhere and asked him to help print counterfeit money.

Do you think anyone at the exhibition would express special admiration for your brother?"

"I, let me think..." Junya thought back to the day of the exhibition: "But this painting was based on a photo, so everyone who went to the exhibition seemed to have complaints...

The only person who praised his painting was a strange woman."

"Strange woman?"

Junya gestured on his head, "She was wearing a hat with a deep brim, and she was dressed in black from head to toe."

When Conan mentioned the black outfit, his brain waves automatically connected to the Black Organization.

He grabbed Junya's shoulders, "When was it? When did you meet her?"

"Big, about ten days ago..." Shunya blinked, not understanding why Conan was so excited.

"Besides that woman, are there any other men wearing black?"

Junya nodded: "Indeed, there are two people."

Conan let go of Toshiya's shoulders, and the images of Gin and Vodka kept appearing in his mind.

Could it be that……

Is that those guys?

Ayumi looked at Conan, whose face turned pale, worriedly: "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

Conan pursed his lips and dragged Shunya out, “Hurry up and show us where your brother might be around here.

His wallet, bus tickets and student ID are all in the drawer, and his bicycle is parked in front of your house. Your brother was probably kidnapped nearby!"

Mitsuhiko and the others followed behind and understood what he meant: "Yes, if we look around, we might find something!"

Kurokawa Rin also watched the children run out of the room and stood there in a daze, his eyes becoming small.

what?

So why not ask the police to assist in the investigation?

If they keep searching door to door, how long will it take to find the object?

Kurokawa Rin also scratched his head. There was nothing he could do. Children need tolerance...

wrong.

Isn't he a child too?

Why do you have such an idea?

strangeness.

He did not run after the men, but went downstairs to find Mrs. Nakata, who was worried in the kitchen.

"Aunt, Junye and I just found some clues about Junye's brother. Can you please contact the police?"

Mrs. Nakata paused for a moment, then squatted down and looked at Kurokawa Rinya excitedly: "Really? You found the clue!"

Kurokawa Rin nodded and repeated the scene in the room just now: "This is what happened."

Mrs. Nakata nodded quickly: "Okay! Okay! I'll contact the police and tell them about this!"

Thanks to these kids, he finally got a clue about his son!

……

"I see, this can be considered a clue..." The policeman who had just left rushed back after receiving a call: "Call the headquarters to check the surveillance footage from the day of the exhibition."

The policeman accompanying him nodded and ran aside to make a phone call.

The policeman who stayed at the spot looked at his notebook and flipped through it: "It would be good if we could find the traces of those people, but I'm afraid they are habitual criminals who are used to hiding their identities.

This is just like the previous phone call, which has no reference value..."

"Why is this happening?" Mrs. Nakata covered her chest and took two steps back.

"Phone? What kind of phone is it?" Kurokawa Rin also blinked and looked at a few people.

Mrs. Nakata took a deep breath before answering, "Because the mother-in-law who answered the phone had poor hearing, and Tatsuya spoke too fast.

So I have no idea what the kid said. The only thing I heard was that Tatsuya said he seemed to be with someone who looked like Natsume Setishi. "

The policeman standing nearby nodded and said, "But no matter how hard we looked, we couldn't find such a person. Maybe the old lady heard it wrong."

"Eh?" Kurokawa Rin also blinked and looked up at the policeman: "If it's someone who looks like Natsume Setishi, I know him."

He remembered what his brother had shown him in the morning.

"You're going to school soon, so let me teach you some common sense about money." The brother took out banknotes of one thousand, five thousand, and ten thousand respectively.

"This is one thousand yen, and the person printed on it is Natsume Seishi, a famous novelist from the late Meiji period to the early Taisho period." My brother paused, then remembered something and said with a smile.

“Speaking of which, I happened to see someone who looked very similar to Natsume Setishi when I went to Owara Station to buy books some time ago.

I heard people around him call him the Thousand Dollar Bill. Although he has a bad temper, he is still a very interesting person. "