Perhaps because of his concern for his daughter, Maori led Asaha and Conan to drive the bread he rented all the way, showing extremely exquisite driving skills. Seeing Asaha, the former international monster thief, Conan was even more terrified, and Conan was even more swayed and even felt a little motion sick.

"But I still don't understand," Maori complained while driving, "taka, what does 3-minus 8 mean? Also, why would that bastard ask you two kids to follow me?"

"'3-8'..." Conan ignored the second half of his sentence and forced himself to resist the disgust that came up from his stomach, "That, can it be read as...'Three of the Eight'?"

"Did you say three bars and eight?" Shanyu grabbed the handle of the van tightly, "This... the house number? Or the winner-loss ratio?"

What the hell is the winner-loss ratio...Conan wants to complain, but the acid reflux in his stomach makes him unable to speak.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"So is 'taka' a place name?" Maori's mind is rare to be online once, "But at least three house numbers are required, right?"

"Ah, that's right." Shanyu pushed his glasses, but he slid down from the seat. "3-8 equals -5. If you remove the equal sign, it will be 3-8-5. Does this look much better?"

"The area represented by 385 on the map..." Conan tried hard to look through the map, "Takashima-cho? Michome?"

"Go and have a look first." Asaha pushed her glasses again, "Takashima-cho Sancho-cho!"

"Okay!" When Kogoro Mori heard this, he shook his head violently at the intersection in front of him. The car turned around and drove in the other direction.

"Uh...don't..." In the car, Conan finally couldn't bear it anymore...

“…”

(Please make up for the picture yourself)&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Finally... Arrived..." After arriving at Takashimacho, Conan was the first to jump out of the car, breathing fresh air with a pale face, "Uncle's car is so terrible..."

"You are scary..." Asayu took the map and handed Conan a bottle of water, his face looked a little bad, "I almost vomited."

"Stop talking..." Conan rinsed his mouth, looking desperate, "The stain of life..."

"By the way, I'll tell you a bad news." Asaba shrugged, "Takashimacho has no Michoichi."

In fact, after so long, he could only remember the overall process and who the prisoner was, but he couldn't remember the specific reasoning process clearly.

"Ah?" Maori, who had parked the car, was stunned when he heard this, and then became furious, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"No, I've thought about it." Conan finally recovered and said slowly, "The area near Takashimacho has been renovated, so the name of the street has been changed partly and some blocks have been divided into other places, so it's better to ask."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"That's all." Maori sighed, walked on the road in Takashima Town with the map, stopped a traffic policeman and asked, "Brother, how to get to No. 385 Takashima Town?"

"Takashima-cho 385..." The traffic police scratched their heads, "This generation has been divided into the Fukuo Harbor area, so the Sancho Meter has been cancelled, but it turns out there are... Is there a map?"

"Some, some." Seeing this, Maori hurriedly handed over the map in his hand.

After a while.

"That...is definitely here?" After Maori stopped the car, he looked at the place with a confused look on his face.

It’s no wonder Maori was a little unbelievable. After they drove here according to the road pointed by the traffic police, it was an abandoned mansion. Even the sign at the door could not be seen clearly. They had no idea what hotel or company’s office building it used to be.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"It's here." Seeing this building, Qianyu felt confident and said, "There will be no mistake."

"Why are you so sure?" Conan was a little strange. He always felt that Asaha was a little... Well, what should I say? Confused self-confidence?

"Isn't it normal for ordinary cases to be born in such an abandoned building?" Qianyu smiled slightly and did not explain. "And now we can only think that it is related to the incident, right?"

"That's right." Conan rolled his eyes and jumped out of the car.

The door was not locked, Maori pushed open the door easily. As soon as the door was opened, Asaha and Conan looked at each other at the same time.

"It seems that this is right here." Conan nodded and said, "Let's look for it, there should be some clues."

"Ga?" Maori was confused again, "Why did you suddenly confirm it?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"From the architectural style and the dilapidated walls, this place has been abandoned for at least a while." Qianyu said lightly, "But when we opened the door, we didn't feel much dust. This only shows one thing, that is, the door has been opened recently."

"But, what does that mean?" Maori looked at Asaha and blinked his eyes. "It may be that someone else has entered here."

"Detective's intuition." Asaha curled the corners of her mouth and raised an eyebrow at Mori.

"...You little devil!" Maori was so angry that he grinded his teeth, but he had nothing to say.

While quarreling, they walked inside and arrived at the front of the hall and stopped.

"This does look like a restaurant," Conan looked around, "This layout does not look like an office building or a place where people live."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"It doesn't look like a case site here." Asayu frowned, stared at the huge broken chandeliers on the floor of the hall, and whispered to Conan, "It's more like...well, a place where kidnappers or robbers use to hide things."

"What kind of random thought do you think?" Conan was a little amused and crying, "I feel you are very strange today... huh?!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around. At the same time, Asayu also looked at the other end with vigilance.

At the other end of the hall, a wooden door creaked and slowly opened itself.

"Damn!" Maori was so scared that he jumped up and took a few steps back. I wonder if it was a coincidence that Maori actually ran behind Asaha and Conan, leaving the two speechless.

"I can't live here anymore." The door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a homeless man came out of it. He looked at Maori and said, "It will be removed next week."

"Ah?" Maori couldn't help but be stunned when he saw someone suddenly appear.

"You are really in trouble..." As if you misunderstood something, the homeless man sighed at Maori, "You are still with two children... But, you can't stay here."

"Wait... wait!" Maori's mouth twitched wildly, "Have you misunderstood something?"

Do you still need to ask? Asaha and Conan couldn't help but be speechless.

"That, uncle," Conan cheered up and asked with a smile, "Have you lived here all the time?"

"Hmm? Yes." The middle-aged man was stunned and then smiled, "I have lived here since the hotel closed down two years ago."

"Then, have you ever had any strange things recently?" Conan's eyes flashed, "Anything is OK!"

"Well..." the middle-aged man was stunned.
Chapter completed!