Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

The shrunken high school student detective pinched his chin with his left hand, his face revealed a thoughtful expression, his gaze was fixed on the photo under the girl's fingertips.

From the size of the corner of the clothes, the size of the whole suit can be deduced. The person wearing it is probably a man of medium build.

There are a lot of wrinkles on it, which means that the suit has not been properly ironed before going out.He may be a bachelor who doesn't take much care of himself, or may have a wife but not a good family relationship.

The economic situation may also be quite average-this can be seen from the fabric of the suit and the cheap breakfast at the convenience store.

He looked like an ordinary down-and-out office worker.Why would Cognac go to such lengths to meet such a man, and seem to please him?

...Maybe, this is just his disguise?

"No, they're not that smart yet."

The girl withdrew her hand, and brushed back the long hair that fell down her cheeks because she leaned forward.

Her voice was very soft, and the expression in her downcast eyes seemed a little careless, and even the emotions in her words were as hazy and ambiguous as if covered with a tulle.

But then she raised her eyes and looked at Shinichi.

That line of sight is like the starlight piercing through the clouds at night, gentle, stable and unshakable.As far as the eyes can see, it seems that they are also stained with a layer of romantic vine purple.

"Kudou-kun—I noticed that you become extra vigilant whenever organizations are involved. It seems that they have indeed caused you a lot of trouble."

That's more than a problem.

Shinichi thinks of Miyano Akemi, who was miserably used and then silenced, and Huihara and Akai Shuichi who remain anonymous—how many people's lives have been taken by the organization, and how many originally happy lives have been destroyed.

Even he himself had to say goodbye to his past life for a while, concealing his identity to avoid their pursuit and revenge.

"But reasoning should not be clouded by too much personal emotion."

Gan Cha calmly looked at the person sitting opposite - his face showed ups and downs.She continued quietly:

"This time, this person is indeed just a small person."

Shinichi's memories were interrupted.

Hearing the girl's resolute words, he immediately turned his attention to the case, and repeated in doubt: "Little man?"

Gan Cha nodded: "In some places, small people are more useful. Let me just say it, I know who he is."

"—A clerk of the Maritime Transportation Bureau, Fujimura Wataru."

Facing the puzzled gazes of Kami Shinichi and Amuro Toru, she spread her hands and explained, "The amount of information is different."

Even if they are good detectives, they will not be able to use their full talents in a completely unfamiliar environment without sufficient information to support them.

But she is different.Two years ago, when she was dealing with the commission of a smuggling ship in Hong Kong, she had been in contact with people from this department quite frequently.In order to ensure the smooth progress of the mission, the staff of the detective agency helped her collect a lot of relevant information, and have been paying attention to the personnel changes in this department since then.

Thanks to her good memory, the information from that year has not been forgotten so far.

Gancha picked up a pencil on the table, and clicked on the two buildings on the map about 700 meters away:

"Here is the dormitory for civil servants of the Maritime Transportation Bureau, and this is their office building. And this convenience store happens to be a must-stop on the way to work."

Most of the bachelors who live in the dormitories of the Maritime Transportation Bureau will also choose to settle their three meals here.She and Oda Saku also bought tuna sandwiches in this store, and I have to say that they are quite good and cheap.

So, after seeing Cognac enter the convenience store at a commute time like 07:30, she had some guesses about his purpose.

There is also a reason to lock Fujimura Wataru.

Gancha continued: "About five years ago, Fujimura Tsutomu's daughter fell ill and was hospitalized. After that, he separated from his wife, sold the apartment, and moved into a dormitory."

"His daughter has an illness that appears to be causing very severe organ failure."

For Fujimura Wataru, she was very impressed.

It has nothing to do with how good her memory is.Anyone who is offended like that when they meet for the first time can't help but remember the other person.

At that time, Fujimura stared at her hair with eyes almost like sticky gum.After being blocked by Oda Tsukuru, the slightly hunched clerk looked away reluctantly, with a strange half-respectful, half-greedy smile on his face, and said to her:

"My daughter used to have such beautiful hair as you, but she was shaved off during the treatment. What a pity, isn't it?"

"Two years ago, he wasn't down to this point."

Gan Cha looked at the photo with a subtle expression on his face:

“The act of wearing a suit for five days, hanging it up for two days, expecting the folds to smooth out, and then wearing it for another five days—it wasn’t like this before.”

A little bit of a cleanliness doctor and Xie Ye let out an "uh" in disgust.

"You can see this kind of thing?"

Amuro looked at her curiously.

Of course it's because of different abilities.

Gan Cha smiled, but did not answer.Although she doesn't mind using her abilities in front of others, her honesty is not open to everyone.

——Otherwise, the description of her abilities in the materials of the Supernatural Secret Service Department would not be just a vague "visualization of life activities".

"Fujimura really loves his daughter, and he sold the apartment to pay for medical treatment."

Gan Cha sighed, and said, "He looks so embarrassed now, it should be that Ms. Fujimura's condition has deteriorated again—maybe it has reached the point where some organs need to be replaced at the same time."

"—So what does the sacrificial offering mean?!" Kudo Shinichi opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Yeah, just what you think."

The girl said in an emotionless voice: "There are many children who have no legal status and no one to rely on in Leibo Street. Even if ten or twenty children disappear, no one will care. How can anyone find a perfect donor?" A more suitable place than here?"

Detective agencies have dealt with dozens of gangs engaged in human trafficking.Those who suffer will always be these people, who already have a hard time even surviving.

What happened in this world fits the sentence - "Whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away.*"

Toru Amuro glanced at Shinichi Kudo with a serious face—this high school student detective must be in a very confused mood at the moment.

"However, that's not quite what the organization would do."

He raised doubts: "Because there is quite strong financial support behind it, if it is necessary to rely on the power of the government, the people in the organization will always choose to use intimidation, lure money, directly buy high-level officials, and will not contact such ordinary employees. .”

Dazai, who was listening quietly, smiled, and replied instead of the somewhat silent girl: "That's because—there is no port mafia in other places."

The port mafia that controls the dark passage has extremely close ties with the Maritime Traffic Bureau, and it can almost be said that they have cooperated to control the offshore navigation rights.The senior officials in the department have the backing of the port mafia, so naturally they cannot be easily shaken by other organizations.

If those high-ranking officials have the same problems as Fujimura, Hong Kong gangsters will naturally solve them immediately-you must know that the underground organ trading market is also controlled by "big companies" headed by Hong Kong gangsters.

But little people like Fujimura who can be easily replaced, it is impossible to have such treatment.

But on the other hand, as the girl said, in some places, small people will be more useful - if you want to control the overall situation, of course you have to start from the top.But if it's just a shipment or two, all it takes is a little indulgence from the lower levels.

As a clerk who has worked internally for many years, Fujimura can help the organization obtain temporary import and export permits as long as he fiddles with the paperwork.Coupled with his obvious weakness, it is only natural that he becomes the target of the organization.

Kudo Shinichi closed his eyes.

He temporarily put aside his thoughts about the organ trade, and sorted out the girl's reasoning in his mind—it sounded impeccable, but there still seemed to be some contradictions...

In the blink of an eye, he thought of one thing.

"However, the premise of all this is based on the organization's goal of smuggling by sea—isn't it?"

The blue eyes looked at the girl opposite: "You first predicted their motives, and then you have these explanations."

"—Where does this judgment come from? Is it just because Cognac lives near the Maritime Traffic Bureau and has contact with people who are suspected of being clerks?"

"Ah, if this is the case, of course I have other reasons."

Gancha reminded: "Other members of the black organization, which is what you call gin and vodka, met Mr. Nakaya in Gunma County and Ganghei—this matter."

"Cognac did not meet with the Hong Kong gangsters, but lived in a hotel outside, and secretly contacted clerks who were not within the scope of Hong Kong gangsters' asylum-these all show that the port mafia rejected their request."

Therefore, the person who is active in Yokohama is Cognac who has never met the gangster.

"The port mafia has changed its leader until now. It can be said that there are no taboos in other things, but there is only one thing that is very persistent."

The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "That means prohibiting the sale of drugs."

"Although it is to prevent excessive attention from the government, it is also a good thing." She commented.

"Because I don't know how the drugs will be packaged, and they are imported into the country through the channels of Hong Kong gangsters, so the control of illegal drugs is also very strict. There will be no cooperation other than this that I will completely reject."

"Coincidentally, isn't the black organization you are concerned about very focused on developing some strange drugs? According to the information I have seen, it seems that there are quite a large research institution in the United States, and many scientists who have been denounced as heretical. "

Gancha glanced at Kudo Shinichi, who had turned into a child—at first he guessed it was due to supernatural powers, but now it seems that it may be the effect of some kind of medicine.

The two people on the opposite side seemed to be convinced, showing thoughtful expressions.

Then, the girl threw down a huge thunder:

"Actually, those two—gin and vodka, they should be in Yokohama now."

"The hiding place is probably here."

She took the pencil in her hand and drew a circle somewhere on the map.