Halfway through the pleasant chat, a slight vibration sounded in the carriage.
Kawakami took out his mobile phone, glanced at the screen, and answered the phone with Kudo Shinichi's probing eyes.
The volume was turned down low and Kudo Shinichi couldn't hear the caller's response.
"Well, okay. Sorry, I can't come today. Something delayed me."
The gray-haired young man frowned: "...I really have something to do. I need to go to the police station to make a record. Thank you."
Before the interlocutor on the phone could speak, Kawakami just hung up.
Kudo Shinichi on the side has already started his reasoning impatiently:
"You glanced at the phone screen before connecting. There was a slightly longer pause. You probably weren't a particularly familiar person. It's obvious that you agreed on something tonight, but from your cold tone, you didn't really want to go."
"Ah, so what?" Kawakami asked nonchalantly.
He asked Scotland to make a call, just to divert Kudo Shinichi's attention from Detective Amway.
Although Kawakami Tsumugi could continue to deal with it without any flaws, that would be boring.
It seems that the little detective is easy to guide.
"Generally, when communicating, if the other party shirks something, you should not ask further out of politeness." Kudo Shinichi continued, "But the person you are talking to is just the opposite. It is obvious that he is very anxious, but not completely interested. I beg you, so... you are a promoter?”
"Just say yes." Kawakami was unsure.
"Then let's assume it is." Kudo Shinichi didn't expect Kawakami Ji to answer seriously.
"The content of the call shows that you should have contacted each other before, and based on your testimony in the last park murder case, you have been in Mihua Town for almost a month. This time is neither long nor short. Are you looking for a place to live?"
"A very reasonable guess."
Kudo Shinichi noticed his last testimony and remembered it until today. There were 8 days and 11 hours in between. Normal people would not go out of their way to remember such trivial and useless information.
This meant that Kudo Shinichi either had the same photographic memory as him, or...had noticed him a long time ago.
"So my deduction is correct?"
"Well..." Kawakami Ji pretended to be thoughtful, and suddenly showed a bright smile to Kudo Shinichi, "Guess?"
Guess what the hell you are!
Kudo Shinichi took a deep breath, and he felt his blood pressure rise a little.
"Okay, okay." After teasing the children for a while, Kawakami stopped when he was satisfied, "It's generally correct."
Basically, it is in the same direction that Kawakami wanted to guide Kudo Shinichi to think.
Of course, Kudo Shinichi was even more powerful than he thought, greatly enriching Kawakami Tsuyoshi's script. This gives Kawakami more room for his next performance.
"I've really been looking for a place to live recently. After all, the rent for a temporary residence is a bit expensive at the moment, and I'm in the stage of collecting materials to apply for a PhD, so I don't have a stable income."
This is 30% true. Kawakami Tsumugi is indeed looking for another place to live to prepare for the future.
Of course Kawakami won't always live with Scotland.
This not only touches the privacy of both parties, but also makes many things inconvenient for Kawakami. It's just that now is Scotland's loyalty test period, and the two have to be tied together.
And as a senior, of course it would not work to kick the juniors out and find their own place to live.
Therefore, Kawakamiji must find a place for himself in advance.
Because the foothold is for his white vest, it cannot be a safe house for the organization.
Kudo Shinichi looked carefully and saw no deception or perfunctory expression on Kawakami Tsumugi's face.
"Looking for a place to live? Are you planning to move soon?"
"Not in the near future. My current lease term is three months. The landlord who called me was unfortunate. He owned a murderous house where a murder occurred. I am the only one interested in renting the house."
"So..." Tsumugi Kawakami spread his hands, "I'm not in a hurry if he's in a hurry, I can leave it as a backup plan."
"You, a guy who is unlucky even if a convenience store has a murder case, will rent a murder house?" The junior high school student showed his half-moon eyes.
"You don't know that. There is something in the world that can tamper with personality, distort mentality and even completely subvert a person's code of conduct." Kawakami pretended to be profound, "It's called poverty."
...It was the first time Kudo Shinichi saw someone talking so highly about not having money.
"I can help you keep an eye on the rental information." Kudo Shinichi said.
"Thank you." Kawakami didn't show any pretense, and the two exchanged mobile phone numbers.
He suspected that this was the purpose of the little detective. Of course, the other party did really want to help him.
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A group of people came to the police station and completed the transcript.
Kudo Shinichi still wanted to stick to Kawakami Tsumugi, but the gray-haired young man pushed him aside.
"Your friends are still waiting for you." Kawakami reminded him, referring to Mao Lilan.
When Kudo Shinichi took a car with him without hesitation, Kawakami Tsumugi had already noticed that the girl was a little unhappy, and now she was on the verge of breaking out. The children who are obsessed with reasoning are unaware of this.
Kawakamiji now believes that the two are not lovers. I have seen people with low emotional intelligence, but never seen people with such low emotional intelligence.
After fooling Kudo Shinichi away with a few words, Kawakami turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Leave the Metropolitan Police Department. Midway, Kawakamiji met Kikuchi Mizukina.
The female clerk smiled hesitantly at the gray-haired young man. Kawakami Tsumugi walked 6 minutes later than Kikuchi Mizukina. He didn't walk very fast. In theory, the two should not meet.
Kikuchi Mizukina was waiting for him. Kawakamiji realized this.
"Is there something wrong, Miss Kikuchi?" the gray-haired young man asked softly.
"Mr. Kawakami...you are a detective, right?" Kikuchi Mizukina wrung his hands uneasily, "I...just, I..."
The female clerk hesitated for a long time, and finally made up her mind: "Mr. Kawakami, I want to entrust you. Regarding the severed hand."
"So why not call the police?"
The gray-haired young man turned his head slightly, and the floating light cast a half shadow on his face.
His smile was still gentle, but something seemed to be passing through the shadows.
Kikuchi Mizukina caught a glimpse of the huge shadow of the thing, but the eagerness in her heart made her ignore it.
Perhaps, today is her only chance to find peace.
"There are - there are some things that I am not comfortable telling the police." The female clerk quickly explained, "Some very private things, if revealed, will cause me great trouble."
Kawakamiji remained silent.
He looked at the other person with some pity, until the latter bit her lip due to nervousness, until she held her breath and her lungs were grabbed by the claws of silence.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not a detective. I'm just a poor talker at best. My superficial reasoning skills are almost the same as that kid's. But -"
Kawakami paused dramatically, and the summit changed: "If Miss doesn't mind, of course I am willing to accept the commission. I believe Miss Kikuchi will definitely pay the commission fee."
