Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 900 Mom, investigate Dad quickly, he's definitely having an affair!
"What?"

Frank was caught off guard by Xia Chuan's sudden change of topic.

"The assassination that Ant mentioned, there's also the explosives genius we haven't caught yet."

"He should have already..."

Frank suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked out the window.

The storm was still raging, and even the police couldn't get onto the island, let alone leave it.

"He must have planted the explosives when the storm was coming. They're definitely still there, hidden somewhere."

"And one more thing."

"Can you just finish your sentence at once? Stop pausing and taking your breath." Frank glared at Xia Chuan impatiently.

The blond hunk shrugged helplessly; he had only remembered it because of the "dynamite genius."

"I'm very curious about the identities of the three people who were killed in the explosion. They weren't mentioned in Ant's confession."

"Could it be that he/she forgot?"

Xia Chuan stared at Frank for a long time, and when he found that he didn't move, he kicked him in the butt: "Hurry up and investigate, don't be lazy, I don't believe they are just ordinary burglars."

"They've all turned to charcoal, we can't even extract DNA, how can we investigate?"

Frank spread his hands, indicating that there was no solution.

"If I were a genius at explosives, I wouldn't have gone far after planting the bomb. I would have been in the hotel lobby or on a certain floor. He might have seen those three people. If we can find him, we might be able to get the answer."

"understood."

Frank scoffed, inwardly complaining about Xia Chuan's fussiness, but still pulled out his computer and started accessing the hotel's surveillance footage. In addition to the hotel's own elevator surveillance, hidden cameras had also been installed in the corridor of Xia Chuan's floor for security reasons.

The investigation wasn't difficult; it was just hard on the eyes.

Taking this opportunity, Xia Chuan went to the hospital.

Aoko Nakamori was in good condition; she just had a common fever. A shot to the buttocks brought her temperature down immediately.

The others were also there, listening to Kaito recount their experiences in the Azure Sea.

Looking at Kaito Kuroba, Shinichi Kudo felt a little uneasy.

Only when he stood openly and honestly next to the other person did he realize how similar they were.

Like looking in a mirror.

They are the same in height, facial features, arm and finger length, and even body proportions.

The only things that could be considered different are the hair and the voice, right?

Hey Mom, check up on Dad right now, he's definitely having an affair.

He mentally complained about his father, but that was all. The Kuroba family was a family of magicians, and Kuroba Kaito wasn't someone who appeared out of thin air. The possibility that he was his father's illegitimate son was less than one in ten thousand.

"But speaking of which, are Kaito and Shinichi related?"

"Ah, Ran, you think so too? Actually, I've wanted to ask you this question for a long time," Aoko said.

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"Have you forgotten something? Actually, you two are quite similar." Natsukawa, always eager for a good show, couldn't find anyone to confirm with Kudo Yusaku and Kuroba Toichi, but Mouri Kogoro was right there.

He raised an eyebrow teasingly: "Mr. Mori, I don't think you would have an affair, but is it possible that you and Inspector Nakamori are actually born to the same parents?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Upon hearing Ran bring up the issue of Shinichi and Kudo's appearances, the sleeping detective had a premonition that the fire was about to burn him.

"That's strange." ×2
Aoko and Ran exchanged a glance, as if they could see right through Kogoro Mouri, and said in unison, "Could we really be relatives?"

"It's very likely." Shinichi Kudo nodded seriously.

He absolutely loves changing the subject.

"I noticed it before. It seems that Uncle Mori and Inspector Nakamori have known each other for a long time, and they seem to have some grudge against each other. Maybe it's a grudge from when they were kids fighting over snacks."

Kogoro Mouri glared at his prospective son-in-law and strode away, saying, "I'm going out for a walk. I'll head straight back to the guesthouse later, so don't wait for me."

"He was clearly going to drink, but after going through something like this, he's still interested in drinking. Dad has a really big heart."

Xiao Lan muttered a complaint in a low voice.

After a follow-up examination by the doctor, it was confirmed that Qingzi did not need to be hospitalized. After receiving an IV drip, she returned to the guesthouse.

After arriving at the guesthouse, Anya mysteriously approached Xia Chuan and whispered something to him.

"Where are you going?"

Joel was somewhat exasperated by the mystery surrounding the father and daughter.

"It's alright, I'll go out for a bit and talk to you later," Xia Chuan replied thoughtfully.

The two went to the living room outside. Everyone had returned to their rooms, leaving only Xia Chuan and Anya in the living room.

Oh, I almost forgot, there's also a Bond.

Bond remained as languid as ever, drooping his eyelids as he watched the rain pattering on the banana leaves outside the window—as if this was his way of relaxing.

It's great to be a dog. If it knew it almost got blown up in the room, I wonder if it would be scared out of its wits.

"Ania, you just said you know the identities of those three people, is that true?"

Xia Chuan's expression was serious; this matter was extremely important.

If it wasn't the work of ants, it's most likely not the work of a wealthy person either, because even if wealthy people contact brokers, they would only contact a fixed group of trustworthy people, and would not contact others, as this would likely lead to the matter being exposed and affecting their reputation.

Therefore, this matter involves someone else.

Either it's someone from the distillery connected to Rum, or Rum revealed his identity to more than one person, and others knew as well.

But Anya's account was completely different from his guess.

"Yes, Father, I know who those three people are. They are FBI agents, from the Red One faction that you tricked once before."

"How could it be him?"

Natsukawa frowned. He could accept it if it was anyone, even Gin, but logically it shouldn't be Shuichi Akai.

Before coming, he had investigated and found that although Shuichi Akai was still in Japan, he did not make any rash moves and mainly focused his attention on Mary Akai.

"But speaking of which, how did you know?"

Xia Chuan squinted and asked curiously, "Frank has confirmed that those three people appeared at the hotel during the storm. At that time, Anya should have been with Conan and the others, right?"

"Uh"

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Anya fidgeted, her eyes darting around. "Um... Father, is it possible that I actually met them a long time ago and heard their inner voices, but because Father and Mother went diving, I couldn't get through to them on the phone?" "A very nice excuse. If you hadn't paused, I would have believed you."

Anya opened her eyes wide: "Believe Anya, Anya isn't lying, that's exactly how it is."

With such eloquence, Xia Chuan was a little worried that he might be easily fooled by some blond-haired guy when he grew up.

"Okay, I'll believe you for now."

"Hehehe, it's good that Father believes in me."

Even Bond couldn't stand Anya's behavior, so he stuck out his tongue helplessly and closed his eyes to pretend to rest.

Ignoring Bond's disdainful look, Anya smiled and said with a grin, "But that Shuichi Akai is definitely not on Poseidon Island."

The information did not come from her. As Xia Chuan said, she was with Conan and the others at the time, and she only learned about the information from Bond.

Bond's talent seems to extend beyond simply foreseeing the future, or rather, this scene is actually the future itself. However, Anya didn't see this future in time; she only saw it after returning to the guesthouse, which turned it into something resembling a replay of the past.

Are there any other members of their group on the island?

"It should be gone, right?"

Anya scratched his head, trying to recall the scene. He only saw the three people talking quietly as they entered the room, and then suddenly the room bomb exploded. He wondered if there were any other people outside the other person's chat range.

Anya is awesome!

He patted the cute little head, hugged it, kissed it, and then gave it the reward it deserved.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside. The two turned around and saw Frank, sporting a messy hairstyle, stride in.

"You are all here!"

Frank paused for a moment, the words stuck in his throat.

"It's alright, go ahead and speak."

There's no need to hide anything from Anya.

"We've found information on that so-called explosives genius. He's Japanese, and there are records of him on my intelligence network. We've also seen the faces of the other three; they're also Japanese. However, Japan's identity system is quite outdated, so it will probably take some time to verify their identities."

"There's no need to investigate the other three; I already know their identities. But what about the person you mentioned? Is there a problem?"

Normally, Frank wouldn't specifically mention knowing this person unless that person has a special identity or is related to a case he's investigating.

"You would never guess that this person, whose code name on Ant Financial is 'Dynamite Genius,' actually has another dark web account. His face is exactly the same as someone I investigated before."

"Oh, who is he?"

"His facial recognition information matched that of a killer on the dark web known as 'The Mechanic'."

Frank chuckled, a smile of smug satisfaction on his face.

"Oh, Uncle Frank's expression looks terrible."

"Hmph, what do you know, you little brat? Say it again and I'll send you a workbook!"

I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet.

Anya was stunned for a moment, and when she realized that her father had not stopped Uncle Frank’s unreasonable behavior, she raised her hands, wiggled her bottom and crawled out of his arms, crying and shouting, “Uncle Frank is a bad guy, I’m going to find my mother to stand up for me”, and ran out.

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"Your daughter is a bit slow, but she's very clever."

After a long pause, Frank finally uttered this sentence, which was the only comment he could make.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Remember to send the workbook when you have time, don't forget."

Frank plays the good cop, and she plays the bad cop; it's normal and there's no problem with that, all to avoid affecting the father-daughter relationship.

"You deserve to die. No wonder Anya doesn't seem to like me. You must have been talking badly about me behind my back."

"Maybe it's because she's ugly?"

"Get to the point," Xia Chuan said impatiently.

“When I was investigating the Gardener, I found the ID ‘Auto Mechanic’. He has a close connection with the Gardener. The Gardener often asks him to handle many tasks. I suspect that his relationship with the Gardener is probably like ours.”

"So he probably knows the gardener."

“When the gardener disappeared some time ago, he also disappeared at the same time, so our online tracking system has not been able to find them.”

"I only recently discovered that he had logged back in and captured his appearance information. Finding someone through appearance information is like finding a needle in a haystack, but it's better than knowing nothing at all. That's why I suddenly told you that I have a clue and we'll find the gardener soon."

"Is it related to the gardener? What a coincidence," Xia Chuan muttered to himself, quite satisfied with Frank's discovery.

Now that he and Joel have progressed to this point, the issue of the gardener immediately becomes more acute. Whether Joel wants to retire or conceal his identity, the gardener is the one who must be dealt with.

"It turns out the mechanic didn't disappear; he just changed his ID and information. I investigated the ID 'Dynamite Genius' and found that he only started accepting missions in the last few months, around the same time the Gardener disappeared."

"So, you mean that as long as we find this person, we can follow the clues to find the gardener?"

He never expected Rum to bring him such a surprise. He should thank him, otherwise Frank would have been searching for him for who knows how long.

"We can give it a try. The storm hasn't ended yet, so we'll know once we find him, won't we?"

Frank raised an eyebrow. "We can only confirm that he lives in a hotel, but we can't confirm his room number. How to find him will depend on the capabilities of the spy Twilight."

"It's not a big problem. I have a general idea."

Despite the recent explosion, the hotel has not ceased operations.

The main reason is that Poseidon Island is not big, and there is only one good hotel. The rest are either guesthouses or villagers' homes, with different conditions but similar prices.

After the hotel and tourism department conducted a search of all the rooms and found no similar incidents, promising that it would not happen again, the tourists returned to their rooms.

However, since an explosion had occurred, the hotel temporarily mobilized a large number of security guards, and there were people patrolling 24 hours a day.

"Manager, didn't you go back to rest?"

The receptionist looked up and saw the manager standing in front of her, and quickly greeted him.

"I was still a little worried about the situation, so I changed my clothes and came over right away."

The person who came was the lobby manager, but not really, because behind that face was Xia Chuan.

"I think I have an idea. Can you help me find the list of male guests who checked in the day before yesterday and checked out today, the kind who want to stay alone?"

"Oh, okay." The receptionist nodded. Although she had some doubts, she still accepted the face and couldn't imagine the possibility of it being disguised.

The receptionist typed on the computer for a while, then flipped through the register, and quickly selected the list that Xia Chuan wanted.

Because time and gender were the main factors, and considering that the number of tourists on Poseidon Island was not as high as imagined, the three people were quickly identified.

None of the three looked like the mechanic photo Frank had given him, but this was expected by Xia Chuan; if the other party was interested, he would at least disguise himself.

(End of this chapter)