At Daimon Station on the Asakusa Line (the name of this station is Daimon Station, about half a kilometer east of Shiba Park), Yusaku Kudo walked out of the station behind Honjo and Shu.

If you go in this direction, Motogami and Shu should be planning to go to Shiba Park - but isn't it a little early to leave? There should still be a lot of people in Shiba Park now, and if you do it now, the security will be too bad......

At this moment, Kazuki Motogami suddenly turned into a hotel on the side of the road.

“！” Kudo Yusaku was stunned - turned into the hotel? Did he find himself following him or did he really plan to go into the hotel to rest?

Caught off guard, Yusaku Kudo could only walk past the hotel, and then stop at the bookstall in front of a used bookstore, pretending to pick up books while keeping an eye on the door of the hotel.

He wouldn't really be planning to stay at this hotel, would he? That's a lot of trouble to keep track of...

"Are you also a fan of Mr. Yusaku Kudo?" At this moment, suddenly, a person next to him said to Yusaku Kudo.

"Huh?" Kudo Yusaku was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was now in a state of disguise, not the face of the great mystery novelist that Japanese mystery fans were familiar with. "Excuse me, what did you say?"

"Are you a fan of Mr. Yusaku Kudo?" Pointing to the book in Kudo's hand, the man asked again.

"Uhhhh Uh-barely, right? I know a little bit about Kudo Yusaku's works. ”

"Which of your favorite books by Mr. Yusaku Kudo?" The man continued.

"Hmm-" Kudo thought for a moment and chose a very common answer. "Probably the Night Baron series, right?"

"Okay," the man nodded. "This should be one of the most authentic answers."

"Which one do you like?" Yusaku Kudo asked.

"About ten years ago. Mr. Yusaku Kudo once wrote a very wonderful novel and sent it to our editorial office," said the man, with an intoxicated expression. "I ...... I once got a glimpse of it, but unfortunately the manuscript was gone. ”

"Ten years ago?" Yusaku Kudo looked thoughtful. "The manuscript is missing? What do you see is a manuscript? ”

"Hmm!" The man nodded vigorously. "That's a really good novel!"

If you send the novel to an editorial office ten years ago and then fail to release it because of the lost manuscript, Yusaku Kudo still remembers it, but only to remember the existence of the book, but not the details.

At that time, it seems that the editorial department lost the manuscript, and since there were actually 12 manuscripts sent at that time, the editorial department did not force Yusaku Kudo, who had been paid in advance through buyout, to rewrite the lost manuscript, but only serialized the 11 manuscripts that were not lost. (Yusaku Kudo is in an advantageous position in this contractual relationship, so the editorial department does not dare to do anything to this great god)

At this moment, Yusaku Kudo's cell phone suddenly rang - from Edogawa Conan.

"Hello?" Yusaku Kudo answered the phone. "What's wrong?"

"Daddy, where are you now?" Conan asked.

"200 meters east of Shiba Park, what about you? What's wrong? Kudo replied.

"I was on a street near Tokyo Tower, and by the way, I saw people who were completely natural and unexpected here." On the other side of the phone, Conan said.

At this point, Conan was standing in front of the window of an electronics store, looking at the contents of the window.

In the window, a television is playing footage of the Tanabata Festival repeatedly.

Mizuno is smiling and presiding over the Tanabata Festival under the Tokyo Tower, just behind her, Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who is dressed in casual clothes, but the incomparably conspicuous scar on his face betrays his identity.

A few seconds later, the image started from the beginning again, and Matsumoto's Kiyocho figure reappeared on the screen.

"yes," Conan nodded when he heard the question on the other side of the phone. "I don't know how long ago, he entered Tokyo Tower."

"Then you're going to see him?" Yu Kudo, who is very fast-acting American English, asked. "I'm following Motogami and the tree here, so it's true that I'm close to Tokyo Tower, but I still can't pull away for the time being."

"I know," Conan nodded. "Anyway, neither the book nor the tree appeared, and Matsumoto Kiyocho's appearance at Tokyo Tower was probably just a needle in a haystack that couldn't find the direction, and I was only a little distance away from Tokyo Tower, so I just followed him to see what progress they had on their side. By the way, if there's any movement over there, remember to let me know. ”

"Of course I do," Kudo replied. "But this guy is hiding in a hotel for the time being, so I can't follow him, so I can only watch from the outside. It might take hours for him to come out. ”

"Then please Daddy." With that, Conan hung up.

"This guy," Yusaku Kudo smiled as he put his phone back in his pocket, and something suddenly came to mind.

Wait a minute, today is Tanabata, so if in order to improve the atmosphere rendering effect of this case, the case that arose from the incident of Tanabata two years ago will of course end on Tanabata.

It's already past ten o'clock, and it's only less than two hours before Qixi has passed, why does he still live in a hotel?

Suddenly worried, Yusaku Kudo put down the book in his hand and walked in front of the hotel again, glancing in the direction of the front desk by the way.

He didn't see the book and the tree.

Frowning, Yusaku Kudo walked to the counter and asked in a nonchalant tone to the waiter at the front desk who was looking at him.

"Where did Ben go?"

"Benjo?" The front desk attendant was stunned. "Hello, who are you looking for?"

She doesn't know who Ben is? Didn't he use his real name when he registered? Wait a minute, it seems that there is nothing strange about not using a real name at this time, right?

"It's the one who just came in." Yusaku Kudo continues to use the way he addresses his familiar friends to convince them that he is indeed a friend of Motogami and Shu.

"He just asked me if there was a back door here," the waiter said. "I guess you went into the alley through the back door?"

"Back door?" Yusaku Kudo was stunned. "Where's your back door?"

"Over there," the waiter pointed to a nearby hallway. "The staff passage is the back door at the end."

Yusaku Kudo hurried to the end of the hallway, and sure enough, he saw a wide open back door.

Watching Yusaku Kudo leave through the back door, the waiter raised an eyebrow.

At this moment, Kazuki Motojo walked out of the men's toilet door on the staff passage and quickly left through the main entrance.

"What kind of person is going to follow you?" The waiter muttered.

After speaking, she glanced at the mystery novel in her hand.