Chapter 858 Warm Greetings (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Why did you come back?"

When Sakaki and others returned to the car parked on the roadside, Kidd was leaning on the car, looking up at the stars, in a daze out of boredom.

Except him.

In the back seat of the car, two well-behaved figures can be seen.

Liz, Sawada Hongshu.

At this moment, Sawada Hongshu was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, not daring to breathe. Compared to Liz, who was holding her arms and crossing her legs, she looked very reserved.

It is easy to see from his frightened expression that when Sakaki was repeatedly challenged between the black organization and the red party, he experienced hellish 'torture'.

The culprit is Sakaki Makoto.

If it hadn't been for his text message, Liz would definitely not have rushed to the Rice Flower City Hall in the middle of the night.

but.

"Why is Liz here?"

Sakaki asked Kidd a little strangely.

"Don't mention it, this kid is too miserable."

Kidd glanced at Sawada Hongshu with pity and sighed:

"After he gave you his bank card, he had no money. He didn't dare to take a taxi, and he didn't have the key. He could only squat by the car alone and wait for us to come out. The result."

"result?"

"As a result, the taxi Liz was riding in happened to stop next to our car. As soon as we got out of the car, we saw Sawada Hongshu."

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When the sad past was mentioned, Sawada Hongshu in the back seat twitched his nose, deflated his mouth, and almost cried.

He was so smart that he was so happy that he handed over the only bank card he had to Sakaki Makoto!

Sawada Hongshu, who had no cash and didn't want to use Noah's Ark, finally fell into the hands of the big devil.

Is there anything sadder than this?

"Ahem, Hongshu, you dropped something."

Before getting into the car, Sakaki suddenly noticed a key next to the front wheel. He picked it up without hesitation and threw it into Sawada Masaki's arms.

The key was like a hot potato. Sawada Masaki suddenly raised his head and looked at Sakaki Makoto with horrified eyes. His lips wriggled, judging from the shape of his mouth.

He should have said what's up (greeting).

There was a burst of cold air next to her, and a hand quickly reached out. Liz took the key and hummed:

"What's the good thing about going home? People who abandon you once will abandon you a second time!"

"Don't worry, sister, I won't let you go astray!"

Staring into her blue eyes, Sawada Hongshu swallowed back the words on his lips.

At 4:20 in the morning, Sakaki Cheng drove the car he borrowed from the Hakuba Police Chief and arrived at Agasa Residence.

"Huh?"

Having arrived home, Sakaki was still sitting in the car. Dr. Agasa couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Sakaki, won't you get out of the car?"

"Oh, we still have to send Kidd back. It's too late today. Xiao Ai and I will go home."

The Mori Detective Agency is not far from Agasa's residence. Dr. Agasa doesn't believe that he has to go home just to see Kid off.

But he didn't say anything and kept watching the black car drive away.

After many considerations, Sakaki decided not to return to Agasa Residence for the time being.

After all, Kudo Yusaku has been exposed to the organization's vision, and the organization will definitely send people to search Kudo's residence. As a result, continuing to live in Dr. Agasa's house will not be as safe as before.

It might even bring danger to Dr. Ali.

What's more

Living next door to the office, he could naturally monitor Bourbon and prevent Conan from doing anything inappropriate for his status as an elementary school student.

When we sent Kid back to Aipido Town and then back to Yoneka Town 5-chome, it was already 5:30 in the morning. A faint blue light appeared at the edge of the night, and Tokyo was about to usher in the next daybreak.

The black car parked slowly downstairs of the office. There was no one on the street. The lights in Poirot Cafe were on. Through the glass, Azusa Enomoto was wearing an apron, bending down to wipe the table and preparing to open for business.

Entering the corridor, Miss Miyano skillfully took out the key from under the footrest, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it gently.

Click.

The fragrance of wooden floor mixed with tatami came to your nostrils. Shaking the key, Miss Miyano walked into the entrance, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said while changing:

"Is it too dangerous to hide the keys at the door of your home? What if a thief comes in?"

"My family is surrounded by walls, what's there to steal?"

Sakaki closed the door and said nonchalantly:

"Is it possible that thieves still care about my 10-year-old rice cooker?"

"Pfft!"

Miss Miyano was amused by his words, took off her high heels and stood up:

"Okay, okay, you think it's a good thing if you don't have anything valuable at home, go take a shower quickly!"

"Okay."

As soon as Sakaki took a shower, his waist and legs no longer hurt, and he felt energetic. He grabbed a change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

"The look of death."

Seeing his appearance, Miss Miyano shook her head in confusion, sat on the edge of the bed, closed the curtains, rummaged through the bedside table, and looked under the bed.

"Tsk, how come there isn't?"

While exploring along the way, Miss Miyano came to the study.

The home Sakaki lives in is actually not small, with three bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom, and a kitchen, solid wood floors, and a large bathroom.

Located in the center of Tokyo, where land is at a premium, a house like this would cost at least tens of millions of dollars.

But this is real estate and cannot be used until the last moment.

Although the study room of Sakaki Makoto's family is not as big as that of Shin Kudo's family, it is not small either. There are three rows of large bookcases filled with books.

"In-depth Study of Psychology", "My Third Personality", "Report on the Handling of Military Explosives", "Genius on the Left, Madman on the Right", "Gambling Techniques", "The Practical Application of Hypnosis", "The Importance of Profilers to Criminal Cases".

Miss Miyano picked up a copy of "In-depth Study of Psychology" and opened it.

Except for the title page and the table of contents, every blank space in the book was marked with notes. Judging from the handwriting, it was left by Makoto Sakaki.

Makoto Sakaki made detailed annotations for the vague and general parts of the book, and also wrote his own understanding. Such a book is invaluable in the hearts of people who love psychology.

Click!

Miss Miyano read it with great interest. Between the lines, she seemed to see Makoto Sakaki's profile as he studied seriously.

Time passed by minute by minute. About half an hour later, Miss Miyano turned to the last page. At the blank space at the bottom of the page, she saw a line of small words written in red pen:

[Theory alone cannot create new things. Any success is achieved through continuous practice. This is my last chance. January 5, 1919]

Click.

The study door suddenly opened, and Makoto Sakaki walked in while wiping his wet hair with a towel:

"I'm done. What are you reading?"

"Books. I didn't expect you to be so studious."

Miss Miyano smiled:

"You must read these books often."