The exchange with Mr. Kay ended quickly.
Omo's suggestion was adopted, and Hong Kai's name appeared in his communication column.
This is Mr. Kai's federally registered name, but it is obviously a single name like Xingjale, not the surname Hong Ming Kai.
This is always the case for races with long lifespans. For them, complete names are often a fetter, restricting their freedom.
More than a surname, it is a first name that carries everything about them.
Out of some guilty conscience regarding the 'dark' topic, Omer did not invite the other party to the office while the iron was hot.
After saying goodbye to him, he collected Galatron's monster card as scheduled. After briefly confirming that there was no manipulation, he started chatting about the symbol of the moon.
Mainly to narrow down the scope of suspicion.
The symbol of the loose moon is most likely someone in the chat room of Guiyuanzhitang, or someone's agent on the surface.
Although there are only ten members in the chat room, excluding the well-known "Businessman" and the person involved, "Linton", the remaining eight people are seriously lacking in information.
Including Xing Jialai himself.
Of course, Omer would not let go of his suspicions just because of one meeting and cooperation.
After all, we can never say that we know the root cause, right?
However, it still needs to be analyzed.
Assuming that this incident was not arranged by Xing Jialai himself, he would define the scope from the few group friends who did have conflicts and hostility with him - and then nothing would come of it.
"Do you really not know who you have offended?" Omer felt that this was not appropriate for a business dragon and a dragon who was not young.
But Xing Jialai's words didn't seem like he was lying: "I don't usually help them chat, so how could I offend anyone?"
"It doesn't matter who I offend offline, and the other person happens to be someone else who knows my identity."
This made Omer sigh: "Forget it, I'll ask the businessman if he knows the symbol of Yuechi. I guess he also has a motive, right?"
"It's not that easy." Xing Jialai laughed dumbly.
The businessman was the culprit, even though he told Omer a past story, a past story in which he did approach the businessman to request research on Galatron, but was rejected.
But the original intention was not to indicate that the businessman was also suspicious, but to serve as a reminder.
Merchants were not allowed to rent, and Xingjale could only buy. Although it was not impossible to afford the price, Xingjale's requirements for the card were similar to his own.
That's why I refused.
It doesn’t have to be a dragon, but it must at least be in a fantasy style, so as not to cause spiritual imbalance.
With the dragon's mind to resist the black emotions of other giant beasts, he had such considerations to use the secret key on himself.
Rather than using your own soul to fight against the external emotions of the monster card, it is better to dilute it by overlapping the self in the form of the monster card with the other monster cards.
Whether it's remote control, specific monster types, or stacking your own cards - these are all methods that everyone came up with after thinking about 'how to deal with the negative emotions of the monster cards themselves'.
So when he heard that Omo didn't think about this at all, and even used all types of monster cards to collect cards - he was greatly shocked.
When he got here, he vaguely remembered that when he was looking through the chat history of the Hall of Return, he seemed to have seen someone mention the compatibility of Ormer Linton... Is that so?
This is wrong.
The person who mentioned the fit had only seen Omer in his Thunder Killer form, and didn't know how complicated Omer's card box was - it wasn't complicated at that time, and it was only rich after he 'purchased' it from a merchant. Somewhat.
Now, Omo's card sorting has indeed begun to gain some diversity. Although he is also paying attention to Xing Jialai's hint, he is obviously still paying more attention to the case itself at this moment.
"You have to ask after all," he said. "Although it's an incident directed at you, I can't expect the other party to completely ignore my bad deeds."
"That's hard work," Xing Jialai nodded, and suddenly asked as if he remembered something, "I remember Mr. Linton is the trainer?"
"The symbol of Yue Chi is also a member of the symbol family."
"Yes, but the one who controls the power of the Symbol family is the old lady of the Symbol of Speed, right?" Omer looked calm, "And as the next generation of the family head, Miss Rudolf the Symbol is considered to be upright."
"Then I'm relieved," said Xing Jialai, who seemed to really care about Omo, and handed over his business card, "but if you encounter any problems, you can also contact me directly."
"This is a private number."
"…Then I will be disrespectful."
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Ten minutes later, the Jiemen District Ring Expressway.
The flamboyant motorcycle was racing. The driver of the motorcycle wearing a helmet seemed very quiet, but the passengers behind him were a little noisy.
From the beginning, there was a lot of chatter about the styling of the motorcycle, which almost looks like vodka.
Because he had waited for him for a long time, Omer was patient and did not throw him out of the car.
After that, the passenger began to ask curious questions about the conversation between the driver and the dragon manager. It seemed like a special week.
Considering that the other party was also involved in the incident, and even the police had disclosed a lot of information to him, the driver did not hide much in his answer.
So the first passenger of the Beta Motorcycle - the alien larvae who had no windproof helmet and so directly used a staff to cast a windproof spell on himself asked again:
"So you just asked for the manager's personal contact information?"
"Do you know him?" Omer was a little surprised.
"Who comes to the exhibition and doesn't know Manager Xing Jialai?" Bize said. "He has made great achievements in the innovation of the magic element conversion device of the magic wand. My seniors in the club highly respect him."
"It turns out it was the club senior who said it."
"Don't pay attention to such details. Do you want to continue investigating the Yue Chi symbol? I think he seems to be in the underworld in a foreign land."
"You still know this?" Omer was surprised again.
There is a feeling of being treated with admiration after seeing each other for three days.
Even if the opponent was holding a staff and opening a shield, he was not so surprised.
"I checked it while I was waiting for you at the door." Bize said, reaching out from behind and handing out his cell phone.
Omo, who was strict about traffic safety, didn't even look at it, and greeted him coldly: "I stretched my hand back, just send me a screenshot."
Although the opponent's performance on the venue was brave enough, there is no need to be so brave on the highway.
"That's okay," Bize withdrew his hand and did a simple operation, "It's sent, can you see it?"
Omer did not answer immediately, but glanced sideways at the pattern that lit up on the light screen.
It turned out to be a screenshot of the first page found after simply searching for "Yue Chi Symbol". The first row is the public figure wiki, the second row is the company introduction, the third, fourth and fifth are discussions mixed with advertisements. The top row is directly The word 'gangster' was mentioned.
That’s it?
Omer was a little disappointed, thinking that Bize had suddenly turned into a great intelligence agent. It turned out that Yue Chi's deeds of symbolizing gangsterism seemed to be undisguised, and he didn't need to pay much attention to know it.
Is the change that big? This guy used to be relatively low-key...
Omer still remembered that he used crawler software to collect public information about the symbol family in his early years. Yue Chi's name appeared many times, but the information involving the underworld was still pieced together in a few words.
In the past four years, the other party has been blatantly changing from a serious corporate CEO to what he is now - a situation that generally requires him to avoid most public view.
"It's obvious that life is going downhill."
"Is this considered downhill? I think it's pretty cool. Wearing a black windbreaker also feels a bit like a boss." The guy holding the mobile phone commented.
"It's good. I still think gang bosses are cool."
"Why do I feel like you are mocking me?"
"How is that possible? I still expect you to send me resources." Omo silently drove to the ramp and turned inside.
The goal is to get the guy in the back seat home first.
Everyone originally lived in the community around Limen Middle School, and Omer knew where his home was.
"Speaking of resources, what did Hongkai tell you?"
It’s starting again, I’m really curious about everything…
Omo was a little helpless, but he couldn't say he had no comment. After all, Bize did have an unusual intelligence advantage when it came to unknown special photography fields.
"Let me think about it...you can use monster cards and monster powers. Your online name is indeed Moon Ring, right? Moon Ring...ah, the devil does have moon-shaped scars, and your... Carrying a samurai sword, uh, can I stand with Brother Hongkai now?"
The reinforced concrete forest is always complex and ever-changing.
The road sections involving the word "old city" will only show the mess and fragmentation caused by the mistakes in urban construction planning in the early years. But fortunately, Omo is far more familiar with this area than Bize, so he does not have to place an order every time like Bize. After that, the takeout drones will circle around like the delivery that will be delayed for more than half an hour.
But his mood was still as complicated as if he was lost, because the guy sitting behind him was still making sarcastic remarks.
"Now is not the time to let you D," he sighed, "and Mr. Kai later said that I don't look like me anymore."
"That's true. You're not crazy enough to practice swordsmanship to get black circles under your eyes and carve out buildings." Bize's stance was not firm. "Your skills in betting on horses are higher than your persistence in darkness."
"I think you shouldn't have taken Jakura's position. You have taken Akagi Shigeru's position."
Omo was silent for a moment, and the reply under his helmet was dull and weak:
"...I don't play mahjong."
"That's Conan. I still remember you said that you saw Officer Megure in Tianmen City but you didn't see Conan."
"Others have been here and back again." Omo, who had slowed down due to the increasingly crowded road conditions, could even raise his hand to hold his helmet.
"There is no need for detectives to explain the murder cases in Tianmen City."
Where is the need for a detective? Detectives are needed only when there are unsolvable cases, and heroes are not needed in an era of public law.
Because Tianmen City is bombed every two days, it has accelerated the speed of the 'arms race'. The methods and speed of detecting cases there are different from most urban areas on the earth.
There was even a place where nano-monitors like the damn "air loop" were considered for use. Although they publicly announced that they would be dismantled not long after, it was enough to prove that the place did not need detectives very much.
"Then let's do it." Bize probably only had the two-spined salamander in his mind, and he couldn't think of any other suitable candidate after much thought.
At least before he could say anything about Kindaichi, Omo had already sent him to the gate of the community.
"Speaking of which, have you not been back here for a long time?"
Bize suddenly asked after getting out of the car, which made Omo startled.
"It's true that I haven't recently. I'm staying at the office."
"Tsk, tsk, it's so cool to live with a beautiful girl, I don't want to go back to my hometown."
"..."
Seeing him shaking his head and sighing, Omo, who thought he was going to say some advice about home in the first sentence, could only remain silent to mourn his thoughts two seconds ago.
Faced with Omo's silence, Bize's expression changed: "What really happened to you, right?"
"I think something must have happened to your brain and cerebellum," Omo sighed again and set up the motorcycle handlebar again, "I'm going back."
"Wait a minute," Bize quickly stopped him, "I won't mind if I come to your office next time, right?"
Maybe he should be disgusted... Considering how this guy behaved in front of Zhenjiling, Omer felt that maybe he shouldn't be embarrassed in front of Tachyon, Bourbon, and Tea House.
As for Shintiao... Shintiao should be the least worried, right?
Shinjo would only stay in her room playing games or sculpting monster models. The various sculptures in her room could also scare many people away.
While he was thinking, Bize was still shouting loudly:
"If you don't like it, I will have no choice but to team up with David to find you!"
"David, who is only thought of at times like this, should despise you."
(End of chapter)
