"Yes. I just want to go to the scene ahead of everyone, and I'm reckless and don't consider the consequences. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are not qualified to be a detective, right?" Junya Totsu was polite, but his words were sharp and mean.

With just one thing, he subjectively determined Hattori's incompetence.

"I think what you said is wrong." Guaikawa suddenly helped off his glasses, and a cold white light flashed through the lenses.

"Hatsuke's first consideration was to save people, but your first reaction was to assume that Mr. Makio was dead and could not destroy the evidence. From this point of view, the right and wrong will be judged immediately.

He might have been a little reckless, but I think you lack the importance of life."

From this point of view, Conan and Hattori are very similar. They are not only consistent in their sense of justice, but also in their attitude towards life. They are truly like-minded people, which is also the reason why they have such a good relationship.

"That's right, right!" Hattori was quite moved when he heard Guekawa Shin come forward.

He came over and put his hand on Kawakawa Shun's shoulder, "It turns out that you and Kudo understand me."

Shin Kawakawa: "..."

Just talk, can you not get so close?

Conan's mouth twitched, but fortunately Xiaolan was not here, otherwise he might have to ask about Kudo.

After being so arrogant in front of others, Junya Toshizu's face turned gloomy and ugly.

The White Horse Inspector looked at Shangchuan Shin deeply. It was probably because he had encountered too many murders, so he really ignored this.

Junya Totsu did not argue with Kashikawa Shun, his ugly expression flashed by. He still maintained a good demeanor on his face and maintained his decent as a detective.

"Xiaosheng is now going to make his room into a secret room. You can eat it first and spend some time while having dinner, because it may take me about an hour."

Seeing that Junya Toshizu left, Guekawa suddenly put away the video recorder.

"Let's go, it will be cold if you don't have dinner."

He didn't really want to do anything, even though he had a foreshadowing the death of Junya Toshizu.

Sitting at the dining table, Conan took out his cell phone and looked at it. There was no signal as expected. He was a little concerned about the words of the Aguya Rensan. He said that only those who entered the second round could leave the island, and it was wrong no matter how you look at it.

He was very sure that this was not a TV station filming program, there would be no staff, no cameras, and it is very likely that no one even knew where they are.

But he was not very panicked. After all, no matter Shangchuan Shun or Baima Detective, he would not be the kind of person who waited for death.

As for now, let’s see what the organizers of Jiaziyuan want to play.

The sun completely disappeared, the sky gradually darkened, and cruise ships returned from time to time at the port of Tokyo Bay.

Several girls felt a little tired after dinner, so they went to the hotel marked on their business card to prepare for a break, but when asked about the front desk, they were told that there was no one from the TV station to book a room.

"What's going on? Are we going wrong?" He Ye went back to look at the hotel signboard, then looked at the location on the business card, and was puzzled, "It's right here."

"Do we want to ask someone?" Conan was still on the island, and Xiaolan was really worried.

"Xiaolan, do you know anyone from the TV station? Call and ask the TV station. I'll call and ask A Shun."

Yuanzi took out her cell phone and called Shangchuan Shun. Shangchuan Shun said he had something to do and called him, and it would definitely be correct to call him now.

Xiaolan nodded. Because of Kogoro Mouri, they still know some people on the TV station, so it should not be difficult to ask the other party to help him.

Shangchuan felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. He put down the knife and fork in his hand and turned on the phone. As expected, it was a call from Yuanzi.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

He didn't plan to answer the phone here, and other people's cell phones had no signal, but it was a bit too conspicuous to receive calls from his cell phone.

He put his phone back in his pocket, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Several detectives looked at him together, among which Conan's gaze was the most exploratory.

Shangchuan suddenly turned around the corner, isolating the exploring sight in the restaurant.

After the phone rang for a long time, it was finally connected, and Yuanzi's heart suddenly fell on the ground.

"A Shun, where are you now?"

"On the island, the island is quite erratic. The boat drove for a long time before arriving."

"What's the situation when our hotel says the TV station has not made an appointment?"

"Sure enough, there was no appointment..." Kurakawa Shun was not surprised by this result. How could a program that did not exist at all cost to arrange residence for the family?

"Ah? What does this mean?" Yuanzi's voice was too loud in surprise. He Ye touched his ears, and Kazukawa Shun's voice was smoothly transmitted to his ears.

"This is a fake project, not organized by Japanese TV stations, so it is naturally impossible to make an appointment."

He Ye Yi was shocked and took out his cell phone to call Hattori, but the phone prompted that it was outside the signal area and could not be connected.

She looked at her cell phone, and then at the garden where she was talking on the phone with Shangchuan Shun, and she didn't understand why she could get through.

"What should I do?" Yuanzi was not very panicked. After all, he was contacted, so Katsukawa Shun's voice was not very worried.

"I'll read you a phone number and you can record it. Then he asks me for my current address and just find a boat to pick us up tomorrow."

The satellite function can only make phone calls and cannot receive text messages. Shangchuan Shun obtains his address in a roundabout way.

"What about you guys?" Yuanzi was not very relieved.

"Don't worry, that person's purpose seems to be just to play a mystery game together. I think they have a lot of fun..."

Neither Conan nor Hattori were completely aroused, and even if they were asked to leave now, they would not be willing.

"I'll read it now, you can remember it."

"Okay." Yuanzi took out the banknotes from her bag and wrote down the number that Kurakawa Shun said. She repeated it and asked curiously, "Whose phone number is this?"

"Oh Hoshino. Just tell him directly."

Conan was a little absent-minded when he was having dinner, so he pulled his mouth a few times, got off the chair, and went to the bathroom.

He was still a little concerned about what Kazukawa Shun was going to the bathroom. Before going to the bathroom, he looked at his cell phone. Could it be that he was going to answer the phone?

But there is no signal here...

The bathroom is single, and people outside can only enter after the people inside come out. When Kamikawa didn't come out, it was natural that Conan couldn't get in.

He pressed his ear on the door panel and tried to hear the sound inside.

There was indeed a sound coming from inside, like answering a phone call.
Chapter completed!