"Mr. Hawkins, are you doing well recently?" Kogoro Mori stood up and caringly said.

"Hey, it's not much different from the past. You can receive new threat letters every day. Speaking of which..." Rick Hawkins looked at Kogoro Mouri and said with a smile, "Today seems to be the deadline for me and Mr. Mouri? Regarding the person who sent me the threat letter, have you found a clue?"

"Of course!" Kogoro Mouri patted his chest and promised, "Sit down and listen to me tell you slowly."

Ran Maori and Conan looked at each other helplessly, not knowing whether they should stop their father's unreliable reasoning.

Conan had already pinched the anesthetic needle in his hand. As long as there was a sign of Maori Kogoro's reasoning, the anesthetic needle could be ejaculated immediately, and he, the real detective, would replace his uncle.

And...Conan is also looking forward to Rick Hawkins' expression after listening to his reasoning.

Rick Hawkins didn't know that everything about him was seen by Conan. He happily said to Kogoro Mouri happily: "Tell me quickly, I can't wait to know who that person is."

"Ahem." Kogoro Mouri cleared his throat with a reserved attitude, "Actually, that person is far away from the sky and close to him, he is actually your ex-girlfriend..."

Rick Hawkins showed a less obvious complacency on his face, but the next words of Kogoro Mori made it difficult for him to continue to maintain a calm expression.

"Your ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend, I remember he was a irritable alcoholic." Kogoro Mouri looked mysterious. "This kind of person will definitely be jealous of his girlfriend's excellent ex-boyfriend, so he will send you that kind of intimidating email."

Rick Hawkins seemed to have no idea what to say for a moment.

Kogoro Mouri asked expectantly: "How is it? Is my reasoning very reliable?"

Rick Hawkins: "…"

Under Uncle Maori's expectant gaze, Rick Hawkins was helpless: "Uh..."

"How is it?"

Rick Hawkins wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Conan sighed helplessly, he knew it was time for him to take action.

Conan jumped out of the locker on the excuse of going to the bathroom and sneaked behind the uncle.

However, before Conan pressed the switch of his anesthesia watch, his phone suddenly rang out.

Conan's face changed drastically and he quickly covered his pockets, but the loud voice still attracted the attention of Kogoro Mori and the others.

"Why are you here, Conan?" Kogoro Mouri frowned, "Didn't you go to the bathroom?"

"Uh..." Conan said awkwardly, "I dropped my glasses to the ground when I walked here, and I'll go to the bathroom now."

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

Really, how could anyone call him at this time? And it was Kudo Shinichi’s cell phone!

In the bathroom, Conan turned on his phone and saw the missed call on it - Yuzusaku Kudo.

Dad?

With a puzzled mood, Conan dialed the phone back.

The phone was soon picked up by Yuzusaki Kudo.

"moximoxi?" Conan asked his confusion, "Dad, why did you suddenly call me? It should be still evening in Japan now?"

"I heard that Mr. Maori received a commission to calculate the time. You should have solved this puzzle, right?"

Although Conan was surprised by his father's knowledge, he was still happy to share his reasoning process with him, just like when he was a child: "Yes, I found that Rick Hawkins had a secret deal with the CIA. He bribed CIA officials to obtain convenience in certain restricted industries. However, this behavior also allowed him to know many secrets that he shouldn't know and caused him to kill him. The threat letters he received came from those CIA officials who cooperated with him, who warned him to withdraw from these sensitive industries. But Rick Hawkins was unwilling to give up the bread he received so much. He was unwilling to withdraw. Those people would give him appropriate warnings."

When Conan said these words, Yusaku Kudo always played the role of a loyal listener.

"What's wrong? Am I incorrect inference?" Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Conan couldn't help asking strangely.

"No, you reasoned very well." Kudo Yusaku smiled faintly, "but if I were you, I would let these reasonings go badly in my heart."

Conan: "????"

"If nothing else, I'll just hang up."

After saying that, Yusuo Kudo hung up the call with his son indifferently, leaving Conan alone looking at him in the mirror.

What the hell? Didn’t my dad call?

And... let these reasonings be ruined in my heart...

After returning to the deck, Conan's expression became a little weird. Ran Maori noticed it keenly, so he asked: "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah." Conan came back to his senses and said with a quick smile, "Maybe the bathroom is too hot, I'm a little dizzy."

Rick Hawkins didn't pay attention to him. He was talking to Kogoro Mouri: "No matter what, I still have to thank you for this matter. I'll come to the United States to help me."

"Oh, this is what I should have done."

"Then." Rick Hawkins took out an envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Kogoro Mori, "This is the commission that I agreed to have before. I will also count the air ticket money for the future. Please be gentle."

When Kogoro Mouri saw the thickness of the envelope, he knew that there was definitely a lot of money inside. When he opened it and saw the thick US dollars inside, his eyes became even more cooperatively.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. We didn't help, we even had to get so much commission from you." Having said that, Kogoro Mori closed the envelope without any pause.

Rick Hawkins stood up and said goodbye to them: "The company has something to do, so I will leave first. If you have the opportunity to come to the United States again in the future, you must tell me and let me be your guide."

"Okay, OK, then that's it!"

Until Rick Hawkins left, Conan did not use the anesthesia needle.

After all, he listened to his father's persuasion, although he didn't know why Yuki Kudo made a special call to remind him.

Could it be...Is anyone already doubting his identity?

After Rick Hawkins left the cafe, he got into a business car.

In the car, he called Conan immediately with shock if he was present: "I have given him the commission fee, Rum."

"How is it?" Rum's voice came from the receiver.

"He is indeed a waste. I don't see any qualities that match the 'famous detective', and I don't know how those guys in Japan highly value such a waste."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Rum's mouth: "There is of course a reason they recommend Kogoro Mouri, so don't underestimate him for this."

Rick Hawkins hurriedly said, "Yes. Did Kogoro Mori deliberately make this look for us?"

"Don't think too much, he won't affect our plans. We can even use this famous detective to promote the Noah's Ark plan."

This was originally the purpose of the organization.

Using a seemingly ordinary commission to attract Kogoro Mouri to the United States, and then let him perform under their noses. Rum is really curious about what special things are there in this man who has contacts with Yuzusaku Kudo, Mezcal, Bourbon and even Belmode and Gin.

But now it seems that Rum is really disappointed.

Kogoro Maori is just an ordinary and even a little incompetent detective. The reputation of him should be brought by the little ghost named Conan Edogawa beside him.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t see the scene of Kudo Shinichi’s reasoning for Kogoro Mori.

...

A message popped up from the information bar of the phone.

James looked at the words, his eyes darkened.

"Mr. Black." Arian Swan walked over to him and asked, "Should I continue my previous plan?"

James put away his phone as usual and said to Arianne: "This is something you should decide. Do you still want to seek revenge on Asano Nobuhiko? If he has warned you."

"Hmph." Ariann's face was gloomy, "Is his warning to me to hurt the people around me?"

James didn't say anything.

Ariann clenched his fists and his eyes were full of fire: "It seems that those people from the Ministry of Homeland Security are useless, and they can't even make up for the conclusive evidence. They are incompetent, so I can only do it myself."

Now that things have come to this point, even though he was a little hesitant about seeking revenge on Mezcal, he has already left these weaknesses and cowardice behind.

So what if Mezcal is similar to his sister? They are not the same type of people after all. Even if his sister does not agree with his actions, it doesn’t matter. He will definitely not let the person who killed his sister live in this world arrogantly!

"What are you going to do?"

To Arianne's expectations, James Black actually asked about his plans. He used to always provide him with help, but he almost never interfered with the exact plan.

Arian thought about it carefully and finally said: "Information departments of various countries gathered in Juke. Asano Nobuhima has no extra energy to deal with me for the time being, which is an excellent opportunity for me."

He looked ahead and his eyes were firm: "I want to go directly to juke!"

James Black was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "I will help you."

...

Juegure, who is far away in Tokyo, Japan, received a call from Jufu Jingguang on the other side of the ocean. This was a good thing, but the problem was - according to the information provided by Matsuda Hashihei, Jingguang is now calling him under the monitoring of the organization!!

Jue Tani Lek actually felt the long-lost tension strangely: "Nobuhishi Asano, what else do we have to say now?"

Xinshiwa listened to someone's pretending to be cold and laughed hard.

Is this the feng shui turn? He tried hard to push away the people around him, but now it is finally Jiang Guling's turn to do this?

"Ahem." Shin-hwan cleared his throat, "I have some information to communicate with you."

Jiugu Zero: "???"

What medicine is sold in Jingguang’s gourd?

"What, do you want to continue lying to me now?" Juegu Zero sneered, "Do you think I will trust you as much as before?"

Jigu Zero is a little panicked now, but he still has to act seriously. After all, if the person who monitors their call is Rum or Karasuma Renya, any of his abnormalities may become a dagger that hurts Jing Guang.
To be continued...