Model worker and his little darling

As soon as he stood up, Conan suddenly looked towards the building across the street, as if someone had been watching him from there.

I looked with my glasses and there was nothing unusual. Was it just my imagination?

"Conan, what's wrong?"

Hearing Pingqing's voice, Conan frowned. "I feel like someone is watching me."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing also became serious. "You mean, this place is being watched?"

"do not know."

Before the two could come to a conclusion, Xiaolan called them inside.

"The doorbell started ringing two months ago. Two weeks ago, there was no doorbell ring on Saturday, but on Tuesday after the October holiday, there was a doorbell ring. Another time, there was a bottle of medicine left outside the door. I took it to a doctor I know to check, and he said it was sleeping pills."

Upon hearing about the beautiful woman's ordeal, Uncle Mori said indignantly, "He must be a stalker. He must be trying to put you to sleep with sleeping pills so he can do something bad."

Ping Qing lowered his head and drank his coffee. With Gil's abilities, it was hard to say who would do bad things to whom in the end.

"Aside from that, have any other strange things happened?"

Rena Mizunashi thought for a moment, "Three nights ago, in the empty house next door where no one lived, I heard the phone ringing."

“I think that guy probably had a spare key to the apartment next door. Not just the past two days, he mainly stayed in the empty apartment next door on Fridays and then rang your doorbell the next morning, which is why you couldn’t catch him.”

Upon learning that there was a problem next door, Uncle Mori tried to open the door, and found it was locked.

Seeing this, Conan jumped to the balcony of the next room and looked through the window to check the situation inside. Finally, he found three words on the French windows.

"KI MI WA?"

Upon seeing the three characters Conan wrote, Uncle Mori began to use his imagination. "KI BI WA? What does that mean? Thursday? Beautiful woman? Japanese cuisine?"

Pingqing tilted his head and looked at it for a while, feeling that the three words seemed familiar.

"Don't you think this sounds more like a person's name? Or someone we know?"

Rena Mizunashi, who was standing next to him, agreed with Hirai Kiyoshi's statement, saying, "I also think it sounds more like a person's name."

Hirakiyo picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Officer Takagi, did you visit room 305 of an apartment building in Beikacho a couple of days ago?"

Takagi's puzzled voice came through, "I have been there, is there a problem?"

Pingqing glanced at the room across the street with its curtains tightly drawn. "Are you spying on the apartment across the street from here?"

"Well, how do you know?"

Takagi's voice suddenly grew louder, and then he walked to the corner and whispered the reason to Hirakiyo.

His unusual behavior aroused suspicion among his colleagues, especially Sato, because Takagi's actions were really lewd.

“Looking out of that room’s window, I could see the ex-fiancée of a suspect in a certain incident living in the apartment across the street. I felt that the suspect would go to that woman, so I asked the management company to cooperate and let me go inside to monitor her.”

"The suspect was later apprehended in Toriya-cho, and the surveillance operation was halted. By the way, I specifically asked the management company not to tell anyone, how did you find out?"

Ping Qing coughed. "It says 'Takagi Miwako' and 'Officer Takagi' on the window. I think you're the only one who could write those words."

"what?"

The gasp drew the attention of her colleagues again. After apologizing, Takagi immediately pleaded with Hirakiyo, "Hirakiyo, please, please don't tell her about this."

Pingqing glanced at the phone on speakerphone and Ran's beaming smile, and inwardly lit a candle for Takagi.

Officer Takagi is dead again!

"I'm fine with it, but Uncle Mori, Ran, Conan, and Rena Mizunashi from the TV station are all here. They all know what happened earlier."

Takagi froze on the spot; he already knew.

They all knew that when he was on surveillance, he was thinking about Officer Sato.

Seeing Takagi standing there blankly, Sato frowned and asked, "Takagi, what's wrong?"

He then snatched Takagi's phone and saw the words "Ito Heikiyo" on the screen. He was even more puzzled as to why he would act this way when talking to Heikiyo.

"Hira, what happened?"

Thinking of the pitiful Takagi, Hirakiyo still chose to be a good person. "Officer Sato, I wanted to ask about Officer Takagi's case last time, since I wasn't at the scene."

Hearing this, Takagi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that matter? It's already been resolved."

After hanging up the phone, Sato handed the phone to Takagi, saying, "Why are you acting so sneaky?"

Takagi scratched his head sheepishly, "I just didn't want to bother my other colleagues."

Having figured out the details of the name, Uncle Mori scoffed, "What a troublemaker."

Ran looked at Uncle Mori disapprovingly, "That's more like Officer Takagi, what's the big deal?"

Having ruled out the possibility of someone ringing the doorbell and running into the neighbor's house, the only remaining option was to catch them in the act. Uncle Mori decided to stay overnight at Rena Mizunashi's house and arrest the stalker early the next morning.

After thinking for a moment, Mizunashi Rena agreed to let the group stay overnight.

Before going to bed that night, Rena Mizunashi tidied up the magazines. "Because of work, I have to read a lot of magazines and newspapers. Tomorrow is recycling day, so I'm just tidying up the newspapers and magazines I don't need."

Seeing Rena Mizunashi stack the neatly arranged magazines at the door, Conan's eyes lit up, and he understood the truth behind the doorbell incident.

The next day.

Seeing Uncle Mori sleeping soundly at the door with a mop in his arms, Hirai quietly took the mop away, which startled Uncle Mori so much that he bumped into the wall.

Peeking over to see Hirai and Conan doing something naughty, he asked, "What are you two going to do?"

"Uncle, it's almost time."

A short while later, the doorbell rang as expected.

Uncle Mori quickly opened the door, but as usual, there was nothing outside.

Conan, hands in his pockets, walked to the magazine he had left by the door the night before. "He's right here."

Seeing a child hiding behind the magazine, Uncle Mori was taken aback. He grabbed the child by the collar and pulled him out. "You brat, weren't you the one ringing the doorbell randomly? Why did you do that?"

"I never imagined that a little child would be hiding there."

Seeing that the child remained silent, Uncle Mori picked up the child and decided to go and have a good talk with his parents.

“I think he rang the doorbell to wake up the older sister, because he didn’t know that she had changed hosts. He thought that he couldn’t see her on the morning live broadcast because she hadn’t gotten up yet, so he chose to ring the doorbell at 6:30.”

Xiaolan also squatted down and looked at the little boy. "So you brought sleeping pills here so that the older sister could have a good sleep?"