Chapter 583: The missing writer

On Sunday, April 26, at 8 pm, Mei Dai Restaurant.
　　 Miko Miyamoto looked at the person who came in, shook her head and smiled, and said in Russian: "Good evening, Mira." Then she told Midaiko to bring a bottle of vodka.
　　 "Good evening, ma'am." Mira said in Japanese, then looking at no one in front of him, she asked, "Why, know I'm coming?"
　　 "No, I heard the news that you were coming a while ago." Miko Miyamoto smiled, "They are watching the game upstairs."
　　 "That's it," Mira said, and then sat down at the bar.
　　 After a while, Mei Daizi delivered vodka, "It's you, what are you doing again?"
　　 "Something," Mira said bitterly.
　　 "That's it." Mei Daizi put down the vodka and left.
　　 "I please." Miko Miyamoto opened the vodka and placed it in front of Mira.
　　 "Thank you." After drinking half a bottle of vodka, Mira wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said to Miko Miyamoto, "You should know something about my intentions."
"For more than a month, your new acting prime minister who caused the opposition between the president and the parliament is now a world-famous figure." Miko Miyamoto laughed. "The parliament persisted for more than a month and finally stopped insisting. Is the situation worse."
　　 "So, what do you mean?" Mira asked, "What are the conditions to keep you from withdrawing the tens of billions of dollars of funds?"
　　 "Which one did you visit?" Miko Miyamoto asked.
　　 "I'm only in charge of you." Mira said.
　　 "You should understand, I have no control." Miko Miyamoto said, "Misa was actually optimistic about your market at the beginning, but now, various unfavorable factors have caused her to make the same choice as others and flee."
　　 "You should understand that I am here to eliminate some unfavorable factors." Mira said bitterly, "I am here to negotiate terms."
"Olivia used to have a lot of direct investment in your country, but your paper documents and secret support will basically let her out in a short time." Miko Miyamoto said, "Of course, this It’s normal. After all, Olivia is not a native of your country, and your president is not in good health. Those people take care of most of the affairs. It’s weird that they don’t take the opportunity to make some money.

"Thank you for your understanding." Mila said, "The conditions I brought this time include relaxing the investment restrictions on certain company shares to 51%, and some can relax to 51%. seventy-five."
　　 "I'm sure these will have other restrictions, and the consequences will be very troublesome." Miyamoto said.
　　 "Then, let's make the conditions." Mira said.
"It's impossible for the time being." Shaking her head, Miko Miyamoto said, "If it wasn't for the last time Olivia's people had a friction with those people, it might be that you asked someone from the military to come forward and suppress , I won’t let you sit here either."
　　 Mila said happily, "Since I can sit here, I can talk."
　　 "Not talking, just let me know," Miko Miyamoto smiled, "Olivia has stocked up a lot of food, she thinks..."
　　 "I know that Miss Olivia has stocked up food that can satisfy our people's consumption for a week, but we don't lack this now." Mira said.
"Then there is nothing to talk about for the time being," said Miko Miyamoto, "but you rarely come here, and since you didn't take back the shipyard, I'm not ashamed to let you go back empty-handed, so let me Place a one-billion-dollar purchase order for crude metal minerals, crude oil minerals, and gem minerals. All of them can be sent to the Tom Dong base. There is really space, and it is good to be a warehouse temporarily. Time is right, just next month One month’s time is ready, and it will be delivered at the current price, and you will pay the freight yourself."
　　 "Okay, I see." Mira took out a pen and paper to leave an account, then drank the vodka in the bottle in one go, "Thank you."
　　 "You're welcome," Miko Miyamoto said. ...
　　 Soon after Mila left, Lan Qi came in.
　　 Mei Daizi, who just came to the front to collect the bottle, asked, "Why did you come back so early?"
　　 "Yeah, what happened again?" Miko Miyamoto asked with a smile.
　　 "It's not my father yet," Lan said briefly, "Auntie, what should I do now."
　　 "Heh, heh," Miko Miyamoto smiled, "I can't help it." Then he said, "But I think you can put this matter down first."
　　 "That's the way it is." Lan complained, "I blame Dad, that's true."
　　 "Okay, don't think too much, go back and rest soon." Miko Miyamoto smiled. ...
　　 Tuesday, April 28, at 5 pm, Maori.
　　 The Mori trio ate dinner while watching the rebroadcast of yesterday's mystery drama, the Detective Left Character series.
　　 Looking at the quiz on TV, Lan said, "The murderer is the victim's son."
　　 Maori said: "Idiot, his son is just a cover, in fact, the real murderer should be the victim's wife."
　　 Lan asked, "Conan, you said, who do you think is the murderer?"
　　 Conan said: "I, I also choose the same person as Sister Lan."
　　 "Look, Conan chose him too." Lan laughed.
　　 Maori said angrily: "The kid only looks at the surface, he doesn't understand it at all."
　　 At this time, the answer was revealed. The murderer was the victim's son.
　　 "How is this possible," Maori said in surprise, "I remember the last time I saw it..."
　　 "This Detective Left Character series will revise the script every time, so every time the murderer is different." Lan said proudly, "Because of this, it will be more interesting."
　　 "Huh!" Maori took out the TV remote control and switched channels.
　　 "Ah! What are you doing, Dad." Lan called.
　　 "What's so great about such a third-rate detective drama, it's so boring," said Maori.
　　 "Hurry up and change back to the original channel." Lan said.
　　 "I won't change it." Maori said.
　　Lan said: "How can you do this, give me the remote control, the show will be over soon."
　　 "Just don't give it." Maori smiled.
　　Looking at Ran and Maori fighting for the remote control across the dining table, Conan murmured helplessly, "Really, I'll get quarreled about this kind of thing."
　　 After a while, Lan snatched the remote control and broadcasted the channel back, but the detective left text series has ended, so he complained to Maori: "It's all you, the show is over."
"What's so good about this kind of show? It's been broadcast several times on TV." Maori said, "By the way, I remember that this novel was discontinued a few years ago. The craze has passed long ago. Why did it start broadcasting again on TV? Up."
"Oh, this may be because this novel has started to be serialized again. I found it when I went to buy a cooking book. I heard that it started serializing on the literature and art era two months ago." Lan went to the bookshelf to find a book "Look, the new name Rentaro, the long-awaited detective Zuowen is resurrected."
"It's true." Conan happily took the book and turned it over. "It's really nostalgic. He disappeared into the fire with the murderer ten years ago. I didn't expect the left text to be alive. what."
　　 "Remember?" Lan asked suspiciously.
　　 "Ah, uh," Conan blinked a small eye. "This is what the new brother said on the phone before."
　　 "A new call?" Lan asked angrily.
　　 Maori smiled and said, "It's good if you can't answer that brat's call."
　　At this time, the doorbell of the office rang up, and a guest came.
　　 Maori said, "Lan, I'm off work, so let the guests come back tomorrow."
　　 "Okay, Dad." Lan went out.
　　 After a while, Lan's voice came up, "Sorry miss, today is already..."
　　 "But there is one thing I must discuss with a Maori detective," the woman said, "please let me meet with him anyway."
This sound is good. Maori immediately took the coat and ran to the door to take a look. He found that it was a beautiful woman in her twenties with a sad face. He put on her coat and ran over and squeezed Lan to the side, "Ah, let me You've been waiting for a long time, my next is Kogoro Moori, come, please come in, let's talk inside." He opened the door of the Moori detective office.
　　 "What kind of attitude is that?" Lan raised her triangular eyes, and then heard the door opening of the Meidai restaurant next door. Knowing that Yamazaki and Meidaizi were there, she went to inform Yamazaki.
　　 Mori Detective Agency.
　　 After Maori invited the woman in, he just wanted to ask her to sit down and found a pile of self-made trash on the coffee table. He immediately took them all away and quickly wiped the table clean with a rag.
　　 Lan, who came in with Yamazaki, muttered: "Really, I have never seen him so diligent." Then he went to the kitchen to prepare tea.
　　 After a while, Lan offered tea, "Please use tea."
　　 "Thank you," the woman said.
　　 Maori asked: "Miss, may I have your last name?"
　　 The woman said: "My name is Shinna Kabori, and the new name Rentaro is my father."
　　 Maori smiled and said, "So you are the daughter of that great writer. I will never tire of his works."
　　 "Thank you." Shinna Kabori said.
　　 "Then what do you want me to do," Maori asked, "Could it be my father who wants to write me in his novel?"
　　 "No," Shinna Kabori said worrisomely, "Actually, his whereabouts are unknown. It's been two months."
　　 "Unknown whereabouts?" Maori asked in surprise, "What do you say? My Lord Mingming published his serial novel in the era of literature and art, right?"
　　 "But what I said is true," Shinna Kabouri said worriedly. "My father is not seen at home, even my mother."
　　 "Lingtang is gone?" Maori asked.
"The day when my father and my mother disappeared, it was exactly one week before the start of the serialization you mentioned. My father left only a "I'll go out" note and disappeared." Shinna Kabori said, "I'm already I asked all my relatives and friends, but no one knew where they were."
　　 Maori said, "This is strange. Since my father's novel can be serialized, it means that he is currently writing a novel."
　　 Shinna Kahori said,
That’s right, but my father’s manuscripts are sent to the publishing house by fax.

　　 "Fax? Then, on the fax, is there no such information as the phone number of the person who sent the fax?" Maori said, "But it doesn't matter if you don't, please check it by the police and you can find it out."
　　 Shinna Kabori said, "There are phone numbers, but they are all overseas."
　　 "Both?" Maori asked.
　　 Shinna Kahori said, "Yes~EbookFREE.me~ and it's in a different place, even in a different country."
　　 "Huh?" Maori said, "In that case, I think my father must have traveled somewhere with Lingtang. They may have faxed it from the hotel where they stayed."
"I thought the same at the beginning, but why didn't my father and mother contact me for two months, and tomorrow is my birthday, and they will be with me in previous years," Shinna Kabori said worriedly. " So I have to think badly."
　　 Maori asked, "Then have you reported to the police?"
"I have called the police, and it has been almost two months." Shinna Kabori said, "But since I didn't receive any blackmail calls or letters, the police did not have any clues, but comforted me that they must be fine. I don't need to worry."
　　 "That's how it is," Maori smiled triumphantly, "so I came to see Kogoro Maori."
　　 "Yes, I found a lot of detectives, but they all said there is no way." Shinnam Kabori said, "So, I can only ask you Mr. Mori."
"Uh," Maori smiled embarrassedly when he thought of his reputation for bringing bad things to his client. "That's it." Then he said, "Staying here all the time will only waste time. In my opinion, since the patron will Pass the manuscript, we will go to the publishing house to have a look, and it will not be too late to think of a solution when we get there."
　　 "Okay," Shinna Kabori said.
After that, Maori went downstairs and stopped a taxi. Shinnam Kabori, Ran holding Conan, and Maori sat in the back. Maori wanted to sit next to Shinnam Kabori, but was squeezed away by Ran, and Yamazaki returned to the United States. Dai Restaurant greeted him and sat in the passenger seat after returning. ……;