Chapter 1048 Mei: Gin, You Are OOC

The private plane that Nobushige and Gin took finally landed in South Africa.

Almost the moment the landing gear touched down, a message was sent to Nobuhiro's cell phone.

[BOSS: Find this person as soon as possible and obtain his cooperation. ]

Nobuhiro clicked on the attached information, and a huge mugshot with an angry face appeared on the first page.

Gin next to him saw the photo with his peripheral vision, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Isn't this person... your neighbor?"

Nobuhiro looked at Dr. Ali, whose hairline was not visible at all in the photo, and felt that his head was getting cold.

He turned off his phone expressionlessly: "Dr. Ali, a genius inventor, is keen on scientific research. Many of his inventions are indeed brilliant, but..."

Nobushige originally wanted to say that Dr. Agasa's inventions were just insignificant in front of the organization's research team, but then he thought about it. Dr. Agasa's inventions can make an ordinary elementary school student become a superman instantly, which the organization has not been able to do at least until now. arrive.

"Can't you understand why that person wanted to recruit him?" Gin apparently also received the group text message from BOSS, "I'm afraid it has something to do with some of the organization's research."

"Are you talking about Silver Bullet or Dark Baron?"

Gin glanced at him: "This is the first time I heard this name from you."

"Let's go, we have to make up for the two hours we lost."

The cabin door opened and Nobuhiro was the first to leave the plane.

Outside the cabin, Gin had already completed the logistics support work, and with Nobushige driving, they sped towards the city.

The investigation against Dr. Agasa has already been launched. The arrival of Nobushige and Gin is just to integrate the power of South Africa and prevent Rum from affecting their recruitment work.

"Speaking of which, what did you do last time you came to Africa?" Nobushige asked Gin while waiting for the traffic light.

Gin asked falsely and strangely: "Why, that woman didn't tell you?"

"She only shared with me her adventures and her travels, and didn't mention anything serious." Nobuhiro paused, "Why do you think she would tell me everything?"

"Don't you have a very good relationship?" Gin made a rare gossip, "They all say so."

Nobuhiro: "..."

them? who are they?

Gin, you are OOC!

Nobushige parked the car next to a dilapidated and old hotel and motioned Gin to work with his eyes.

Gin immediately got out of the car, and within two minutes, he had killed everyone in the hotel lobby.

Nobuhiro carefully walked around the passengers lying on the ground and walked up the wooden stairs. As he walked, he asked worriedly: "You didn't kill them, did you?"

"No, it will attract annoying police officers."

Nobushige breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, okay, Gin is not that crazy.

However, Gin thought he had seen through Mezcal.

Mescal was probably murderous towards everyone here just now. Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, he did it himself. If Mescal was left in charge, they would definitely be wanted by the South African police nationwide.

"B212." Nobuhiro checked the house number and then picked the lock skillfully.

Thanks to all these years of illegal activity, he could already pry open a simple lock like this in a matter of seconds without leaving any traces.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the room with the curtains drawn was dark. Nobuhiro could barely make out a person lying on the bed in the room. His thunderous snoring covered up the footsteps of the two uninvited guests.

Gin didn't even think about stepping lightly. He strode to the cabinet and reached out to open the drawer.

"Squeak——"

The rusty hardware made a screeching sound.

The snoring stopped.

"who……"

The man on the bed only had time to utter a single syllable before he was knocked unconscious by Gin's sap. He even fainted and didn't know what happened.

"There is a white hair here. It is obviously not left by that person." Nobuhiro put the hair under the light of the mobile phone and looked at it carefully. "Asian male, aged between fifty and sixty years old."

Gin sneered disdainfully upon hearing this: "It seems you don't need any auxiliary equipment. You can see so many things with just one hair."

"Isn't this normal?"

The cross-section shape of the hair can be used to determine the race of the person, and the color and dryness of the hair can be roughly used to determine the age. Although this method of judgment is not very accurate, it is convenient and fast.

For example, now, Nobushige can quickly determine that Dr. Ari stayed here briefly after arriving in South Africa.

"By the way." Nobuhiro suddenly turned around and smiled at Gin, "Did you know that Asians have the lowest hair loss rate?"

Gin's eyes twitched slightly: "What do you want to say?"

Nobuhiro let go and his hair fell lightly to the ground.

"Just reminding you, since Dr. Ari can become like this in middle age, you should be more serious than him." As he spoke, Nobuhiro's eyes were still on Gin's hat. Stayed for a few seconds.

"Mezcal!!" Gin shouted angrily in a low voice.

"Be quiet, don't wake him up." Nobuhiro crouched down and quickly discovered new clues.

He touched an inconspicuous dent on the floor and raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that our target did not leave here voluntarily."

The dent is very new and must have been left in the past two days. The wooden floor is even slightly damp, indicating that there were residual water stains in the past. The shape of the dent shows that the object it collided with was a thin arc-shaped object, and the collision was very violent.

A picture could already appear before his eyes. Dr. Ali was sitting by the hotel window drinking water. An uninvited guest knocked over his water glass and took him away from the hotel.

It is unlikely that the water glass was knocked over by Dr. Ali himself, otherwise the water glass should have been bottom-down, which would not have left such traces.

"Do you know who took him away?" Gin asked with a frown.

Xinfan paused and had to remind him: "I am not a monitor."

"I thought detectives were omnipotent."

"...I'm not a detective either."

Nobushige stood up and walked out: "Maybe we should ask the owner of the hotel."

Before coming to South Africa, Nobushige swore that he never thought that one day he would solve crimes with Gin - even though they were not serving the police.

This feeling is probably as weird as Kudo Shinichi sitting with Gin drinking afternoon tea.

"It was strange just now. We all fell asleep." The boss stood behind the counter, rubbing his head and wondering.

"Snapped."

A stack of 200 South African rands was placed on the glass counter.

"Boss, did you have any strange guests here yesterday or today?" Nobushige asked.

The boss looked at him, then at Gin who looked like a bodyguard behind him, and secretly guessed Nobuhiro's identity.