Chapter 754 Red Bean Rice?
"Are you okay, Hakuba?"
After avoiding the search of a group of people, Kuroba Kaito returned to Hakuba's side. Looking at the girl covered in mud, he lowered his head to check himself and found the same.
"We can't go back to the hotel now."
Hakuba saw a man walking towards this side from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly pulled Kuroba Kaito to hide in the bushes. He was relieved after the man looked around and left.
"These guys have been wandering outside. We can't hide, and it will be easier to be discovered in the daytime."
Hakuba pulled Kuroba Kaito's sleeve and gave him two suggestions, either leave the area directly at night, or find a place to rest first.
"If we leave, no matter which direction we go, there must be people waiting in the main passage. We have to knock them all down."
Kuroba Kaito had a bitter face. If he had brought props, even if he only had a deck of cards, he would have the confidence to try it, but he really had nothing on him now.
"When we were resting, I noticed that those people didn't search the couple hotel. Why?"
Kuroba Kaito looked at Hakuba in confusion. Reasoning was not his strong point, and the magician was not willing to spend a lot of energy on thinking.
"If they didn't search the couple hotel, either there were people in the nearby couple hotels that they couldn't afford to offend, or they were sure that we wouldn't go to the couple hotel."
If they couldn't afford to offend someone, they had to go back to the identities of these people.
"Who are they, you say? They came for me..." Although Kuroba Kaito asked Hakuba, he already had a suspect in his mind.
[Is it that old man? ]
Maybe Minami Masamune deliberately sent people to attack him in order to take away the three knives, just to drag him to the hot spring mountain, so these people didn't really intend to kill him even though they had such a big advantage.
After telling Hakuba about his speculation, Kuroba Kaito saw that the girl was somewhat certain, and continued to add: "That old man must feel that he has cheated me so much, so I will never give him the knife obediently as he asked."
No, maybe it's even more cruel. Minami Masamune may even want others to think that the knife is on Kaito Kid, and he will send people to look for clues to the treasure according to the shape of the knife.
"As long as other people's attention is still on me, his people will not be disturbed when they go to find the treasure."
The more he talked, the more he felt that Minami Masamune was suspicious. Kuroba Kaito looked in the direction of the hot spring hotel from a distance.
"If I'm not wrong, the knife must have been taken away by someone now. The great detective can't protect the knife by himself."
Yes, it must be Minami Masamune. Let him steal the knife first, and then take all the knives away from him. In this way, even if Kaito Kid appears and says that he doesn't have it in his hand, others will never believe it and will only keep chasing him.
"Tsk, although I have long planned to give the knife to the police or the great detective, I am really unhappy to be played with again." Kuroba Kaito now has a very complicated attitude towards Minami Masamune: "Couple hotel, could it be that Yuji is with some lady now?"
Hakuba raised his eyebrows: "Your words are a bit strange, isn't Minami Masamune the daughter of Minami Kaori? Why do you describe some lady?"
Even if the old man can accept it, it is impossible for him to watch his grandson-in-law and another girl stay in a couple hotel and ask people not to disturb him.
"Well, my dad said that the old man of the Minami family really doesn't care about this. It seems that as long as his granddaughter can accept it, he doesn't care..."
Kuroba Kaito shook his head: "Anyway, let's secretly find a hotel to rest, and wait for these guys to leave before looking for new situations."
The two immediately began to grope in the bushes. They had moved from the bright place to this dark forest before, and now they were going back to the street.
With a few more stones and branches hidden in his arms, Kuroba Kaito occasionally threw stones and trees around him along the way. After a few more times, the bodyguards who communicated through headphones also noticed something was wrong.
"That guy is back on the street."
Gojo marked the locations where the sounds appeared on the map of the hot spring street and gave it to Yuji, pointing to the third couple hotel on the second street.
"The target is here."
"Well, it's almost there." Yuji closed the map and said when Gojo's eyes widened: "Tell our people to prepare to withdraw and go back to sleep well."
"This... go back now?!"
Gojo's unwillingness made Yuji narrow his eyes at him with an interesting expression: "What? You still want to watch people go to the couple hotel."
"No, after working so hard all night, just withdrawing like this, wouldn't that mean there is nothing to gain?"
"Doesn't that ghost thing count?" Yuji took a sip of a cup of fresh wolfberry tea, and after feeling the warmth on his body, he blew the hot steam of the tea with satisfaction.
"I thought about it at Goryokaku. Since that guy followed us, it makes no sense that the other groups didn't follow."
Yuji held his chin and sat by the car, watching the sky getting darker as the sun was about to rise.
"The people who followed Brian might chase him after Kuroba Kaito stole the knife. The people who were paying attention to the police might not just watch after three knives appeared in the hotel. In any case, they will take action tonight."
"So that's how it is." Gojo nodded: "Because Kuroba Kaito is not stupid, he knows that it doesn't matter as long as the three knives are not in Brian's hands, so he can't wait to throw the knives to others."
If those guys with ghost faces don't take the knife tonight, they will have to go to the Hakodate Police Station to rob it the next day.
"Even if they hand it over to the police, the ghost faces are worried that Fujiang will take the knife as theirs."
Yuji grinned: "I am more interested in ghost faces now."
"I have a guess on this point."
Gojo immediately took out his mobile phone and gave Yuji the person he suspected.
"This person used to be the bodyguard and driver of Fujiang Takuzo's father. He was seriously injured while protecting his boss and was fired, which led to drunkenness and depression all day long."
"The firing may also be arranged by other arrangements. Staying indoors may be to cover up the truth. It's really interesting."
Yuji stretched.
"Just like the old man first killed a group of suspicious police officers, then dismissed most of them to local areas and reused the police department. But if it weren't for these police officers helping him fight for power and profit after arriving at the local areas, he wouldn't have been able to get the surveillance systems in most places in the country before."
"Ahem..."
Goshi suddenly felt that he was not suitable to stay here. The main reason was that he didn't dare to respond to Kudo Yuji casually, and what the boy said was quite right.
"By the way, if one day the people in the police department don't obey, will the old man kill another group, and then..."
"Ahem..."
Goshi glanced around and muttered softly: "How many years can the old man work? Four years at most."
"I'm worried about this year."
Yuji waved his hand and closed the car door directly. In Goshi's doubts, he told the driver to drive back to the hot spring hotel where the police stayed, and then got off the car at the door.
"Well, it's really miserable."
Because the inn has a threshold, he had to stand up from the wheelchair and move the chair into the inn and sit back on it. The boy stood at the door, looking at the cracked corridor on the wall, and rolled his wheelchair to the right where he heard the sound of knife cutting.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he met Iori Muga standing at the door. Yuji noticed Toyama Kazuha and Ooka Momiji lying on the sofa next to the kitchen table, which was moved from somewhere.
"Sleep really soundly..."
Ooka Momiji rested her head on the armrest of the sofa, and Kazuha's face was pressed against her rival's arms. Both of them hugged each other and slept comfortably.
In the eyes of Iori Muga who suddenly widened, the boy stood up from the wheelchair quite naturally, walked to the kitchen table, opened the lid of the heat-insulating pot, and stared at the contents for a moment.
"Why is it red bean rice?"