Science: The Little Shota of the Maori Family

I have never thought about this before, have you ever thought about it before? I have never thought about this before, have you ever thought about it before? I have never thought about it before!

Upon hearing this, Maori Kogoro opened the phone book, looked through it, and nodded. "Yes, it's a bit strange that all these names are marked with kana. Even the phone numbers are strange, because there are no ten-digit phone numbers starting with 1."

As he spoke, he exclaimed again, "Why is there a black dot next to this name?"

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Maori Kogoro looked at it again carefully. "Really? Could it be that these numbers are all secret codes for some special purpose? Ah!!! It really makes me anxious."

Watanabe Toru looked at Maori Kogoro, who was gradually going crazy, speechlessly and asked him a question: "Sister Azi, where did you find this phone?"

"Let me think about it." The man paused, his voice was astonished. "I can't help but think about it. I can only think about it. I can't help but think about it. I can't help but think about it. I can't help but think about it. I can't help but think about it. The blue thread has also been pulled out..."

"Then at that time, the flip cover of the mobile phone was closed, right?" Watanabe Toru continued to ask.

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"But isn't that strange?" Watanabe Toru said, changing the subject: "If you put your phone in your pocket, you usually put the antenna away, right?"

"That's right. If the antenna is broken, we won't be able to receive signals."

Maori Kogoro frowned: "If he does this, it means he is too careless."

Watanabe Toru felt helpless, as if he couldn't lead his teammates. "Maybe he hoped that the ringing sound of his phone would be discovered by someone, so he deliberately hid it, right, uncle?"

Maori Kogoro realized it belatedly and scratched his head awkwardly: "Actually, I was going to say that just now, but then, what is his purpose?"

Seeing Maori Kogoro's bewildered look, Jiusi was also worried about this and could only look at Meisi's handsome face.

Maori Kogoro was unwilling to admit that he was not capable, so he said, "Of course I know who its owner is."

"Huh?" The man was so nervous that he couldn't move his hands.

Maori Kogoro smiled mysteriously. "Azusa, do you know that every cell phone is labeled with a unique manufacturing number when it's manufactured? We just need to take this serial number and ask the manufacturer to find out which store it was sold from. Once we explain this, we can find out who originally bought the phone."

I will give you a lot of money!

Maori Kogoro turned the phone over triumphantly: "All we have to do is remove the panel on the back of the phone and pull out the battery... Huh?"

He stood there with his mouth wide open.

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The clue was interrupted, and Maori Kogoro became dejected again: "Who on earth is this guy?"

Just then, the store door opened and two uniformed female police officers walked in from outside.

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Maori Kogoro looked up and said in surprise, "Huh? Aren't you the Officer Yumi who used to work with Officer Takagi?"

"Oh, it's amazing that Mr. Mori knows us." Yumi Miyamoto walked over and looked at Kogoro Mori with a smile.

"Why are you here?" asked Kogoro Mouri in confusion.

Miyamoto Yumi pinched Maori Kogoro's chin and said, "Well...of course it's because we can't collect the parking fines from the great detective Maori, so we came to hurry you up."

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Maori Kogoro smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I was planning to hand it in today."

"But today is Sunday." Miyamoto Yumi pulled Maori Kogoro's mustache and stopped joking: "Okay, no more jokes, we are actually here to track down a man."

"whereabouts?"

"Yes." Miyamoto Yumi took out a receipt from her pocket: "But this is the only clue we have."

Maori Kogoro took it and looked at it: "It turns out to be a receipt from this coffee shop."

"Eh?"

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"What!!"

The 3D graphics are very vivid and vivid.

He asked curiously, "How did you know?"

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"I see."

"This way, I can return the phone to that gentleman, right?"

Miyamoto Yumi didn't know about the cell phone yet, and asked in confusion: "Cell phone? What's going on?"

I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to do this any longer! I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to do this any longer!

"Is that so?" Miyamoto Yumi handed the phone to the female police officer behind her and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, you can't return it to him because he died the night before last."

"died?"

This answer was beyond the expectations of everyone else present.

Maori Kogoro quickly asked: "Could this person have been killed?"

Miyamoto Yumi shook her head: "No, he was hit by a truck at the intersection of Third Street."

"So it was that traffic accident." Maori Kogoro pinched his chin and thought of something: "I remember that accident was on the news."

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Miyamoto Yumi nodded slightly. "That's right. The accident happened before 2:00 PM the day before yesterday. Although he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, it was too late. He died in the hospital that evening. But we don't know this person's true identity, so we came out to investigate."

Maori Kogoro pondered for a moment: "What about the perpetrator? Did he just hit someone and run away?"

Miyamoto Yumi shook her head. "No, that's not the case. The truck driver didn't intend to flee after the incident, and after checking, he wasn't driving under the influence. According to eyewitness testimony, the man suddenly rushed out from the gap between parked cars on the side of the road and was hit by the truck."

Maori Kogoro nodded: "In this way, the possibility of homicide is ruled out. By the way, is it possible that he committed suicide intentionally?"

"That theory isn't likely either," Miyamoto Yumi rebutted Kogoro Maori's theory. "Before he was hit, he asked for directions at a convenience store near the accident scene. He ran into the store in a panic and asked if they knew where the Apollo Café was. If someone was planning suicide, there's no reason to ask at a café two kilometers away."

"That's true."

"However, I can roughly guess why he panicked and rushed out onto the road."

Maori Kogoro understood what she meant: "You mean, he was accidentally hit by a truck because he was going back to this coffee shop to retrieve his lost phone?"

"I think so."

Maori Kogoro continued, "However, it's been two days since the accident, and you've only just found out about this?"

Miyamoto Yumi had a helpless expression on her face: "There's nothing we can do about this. It's because he didn't have any identification on him... Oh, right..."

She pulled out another stack of receipts from her bosom: "Isn't it strange to find so many receipts on him?"

"The receipts are quite neatly arranged," Maori Kogoro picked up and looked at them. "There are receipts from Haido, Rizen, and Kenbashi. He's been to almost every place in Tokyo."

"Yes, we spent a whole day investigating these receipts one by one, and now we have finally found this coffee shop. Although we have met people who remember this person along the way, no one knows who he is or where he lives."

Maori Kogoro said seriously, "But then, it's not impossible that he's running around to avoid being hunted by loan sharks."

"usury?"

Yumi Miyamoto was stunned, obviously not expecting that this incident would be related to usury.

Maori Kogoro nodded and said, "Yes, when he forgot his phone here, someone called and said that if he didn't answer the phone, he would be killed."

"Is it true?" Miyamoto Yumi asked.

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Maori Kogoro suggested: "So I think it's better to investigate in the direction of loan sharking. If he has borrowed money, there should be basic information such as his name and address there."

"It's not that troublesome actually."

Seeing that Maori Kogoro was making things more and more complicated, Watanabe Toru had to remind him again: "Doesn't the person who called know the phone number of this phone? If I were that person, after discovering that the call couldn't go through, I would ask the telecommunications company for the information of the owner of this number."

"Idiot." Maori Kogoro rolled his eyes at him. "We're not the police. How could a telecom company disclose their customers' information to us?"

Watanabe Toru looked at Miyamoto Yumi and said, "But we have the police here. Officer Miyamoto can ask the telecommunications company for the information under the pretext of an investigation."

Miyamoto Yumi pinched her chin. "If the man who called was really that anxious to find the owner of this phone, he might just give it a try and call the phone company. In that case, Officer Numata, why don't you go to the phone company and investigate this number?"

"Yes."

The female police officer next to Yumi Miyamoto nodded and took out her cell phone.

Seeing that Miyamoto Yumi really used her official position to ask the telecommunications company for clues, Maori Kogoro said with some envy: "That's great, as a police officer, you can ask anything you want."

Miyamoto Yumi answered while tapping her phone, "It's okay, but the paperwork might take some time. However, as long as we know his phone number, we know his name and address."

……

Half an hour later.

Yumi Miyamoto hung up the phone.

Maori Kogoro immediately asked: "How is it? Any clues?"

Miyamoto Yumi nodded: "From the day before yesterday to yesterday, the telecommunications company received a total of 1,000,000 numbers asking for addresses."

"There are three?" Maori Kogoro was stunned. "Then what are the contents?"

Miyamoto Yumi looked at what she had just recorded. "From the first call, I could tell he wanted to go to a company for an interview, but he had forgotten the slip of paper with the address at home. He was afraid the interviewer might reject him if they knew about this, so he asked the phone company to tell him the address no matter what."

"The second one seems to be saying he was looking for his runaway daughter, so he called them at 1:5 to inquire about the location of the phone. The last one said he was traveling and met someone who was very caring towards him, but the person had put his phone in their bag, mistaking it for their own. He wanted to return the phone in person and thank them properly, so he asked the telecom company for the user's name and address."

"It must be him." Maori Kogoro said excitedly: "This guy is the only one who mentioned the cell phone."

Yumi Miyamoto echoed Kogoro Mori's sentiments: "And only the last person asked the phone company for his home phone number. And all three of them didn't call from home, but from outside."

"From outside?" Maori Kogoro frowned.

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"Yeah." Miyamoto Yumi nodded and continued, "The first call was from the platform of Beika Station the night before yesterday, the second was from the Apollo Sporting Goods store yesterday at noon, and the last was from the Colombo Restaurant yesterday evening. But having said that, the problem now is that their customer service staff can't remember who asked for the man's home phone number, nor does they remember where the call came from. They only remember that the person who asked for the number suddenly hung up halfway through the call."

"Hang up suddenly?" Kogoro Mouri was stunned and sensed something unusual.

"Yes, at that time he heard a voice on the other end of the phone that covered up his voice. However, it was only a split second, so he couldn't tell what the voice was."

Maori Kogoro pinched his chin and said, "Now it seems that the only thing we can do now is to try to contact them. Let's go to the place where those three people called and ask."

Miyamoto Yumi nodded slightly: "I think so too."

……

Half an hour later, Yumi Miyamoto put down her phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and wrote down the results of her investigation in the notebook on the table.

Kogoro Maori analyzed, "Judging from these three calls, the loud noise coming from the platform was the station announcement. Road repairs are underway near the Apollo Sporting Goods store, which could mask the noise from the phone calls. As for the Colombo Restaurant, the owner says it's very quiet, but lately, promotional vehicles have been driving past his shop frequently... Hmm... So, these three places seem suspicious."

"Yeah." Yumi Miyamoto was a little distressed.

Watanabe Toru opened the phone book and reminded again: "Uncle, look at these numbers, don't they look a little strange?"

"strangeness?"

Maori Kogoro leaned over, took the phone from Watanabe Toru's hand, and asked, "What's strange?"

"Don't you notice that the first four digits of these numbers are relatively close?"

"what?"

After Watanabe Toru's reminder, Maori Kogoro also noticed it. As he flipped through the numbers, he read out, "1028, 1025... That's right, each number is relatively close together. Could this be some kind of code recorded by the owner of this phone?"

Miyamoto Yumi came over and asked, "What's the smallest number in there?"

"The smallest number." Maori Kogoro flipped through a few more pages and said, "That should be it, 1000. It seems this person has a wide network of contacts. Maybe he's a salesperson who does phone calls and simply assigns numbers to his clients."

"What do the numbers at the end mean?" Miyamoto Yumi asked again. "Also, why do some names have a black dot after them?"

Maori Kogoro guessed: "Maybe he added it when he visited a customer who was more willing to buy something. As for the numbers like 150 or 600 added at the end, they are probably the number of goods sold or..."

Before he could figure out the reason, Watanabe Toru interrupted him: "I wonder if those first four numbers could be the date?"

"date?"