When he got home, Okata saw that Xiaolan and her mother were fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried that since Gin could find Shibao, he should be able to find his family and residence. If he used the time he had been to meet Shibao, he would have no way to take care of both ends.

Fortunately, the worst case scenario did not occur.

Today, Xiaolan and her mother and Conan went shopping together. Seeing that they were happily talking about the gains and achievements of this shopping, Okabaya couldn't help but stand aside and smile. Fortunately, her mother took care of Xiaolan, a cousin who came from Japan to accompany her, otherwise it would be difficult for her to take time to have a good time with her in New York.

It is said that women are born to love shopping, and Xiaolan is the same. She is just a high school student. Although she is very sensible, it does not mean that she does not have the intention of a girl. Okabata knows it is difficult for him to play with her, and he also knows that it is very unceremonious to bring him back to the United States but not to accompany him well, so before going out in the morning, he asked his mother.

When you are in a foreign country, you must take care of your cousin’s feelings!

"Cousin, are you back?" Xiaolan noticed that Okara, who was silently standing aside without saying a word. She was in a good mood and said happily.

Okara said "Hmm" and said with a smile: "How is it? Are you having fun?"

"Auntie bought me a lot of clothes and took me to eat a lot of local famous snacks. We have been shopping for a long time today, and now our legs are a little hurt." Xiaolan replied quickly.

After hearing what she said, Ogata felt relieved.

However, when he looked at Conan, the latter's eyes were not so happy. He leaned against the sofa, as if he was quite resentful.

It was really hard for him to be able to accompany two women to buy things on the street and just walk around like this for a day. Okao blinked at him, wondering if this little devil regretted accompanying them out instead of staying in the room to watch TV.

"Mom. How are you? Are you very tired? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Okabata said to his mother who had worked hard for a day.

Okata's mother seemed to have a lot of fun to visit, and was busy "dividing the spoils" with Xiaolan on the table, taking out all kinds of clothes and shoes from the shopping bags under her feet until she was full of sight.

"No, stinky brat. Just be busy with yours. By the way, I'll buy you a suit and try the size later." Okabaya's mother waved her hand and said to Okabaya.

Okabata took a shopping bag that his mother handed him, with an unknown sign printed on it.

Subconsciously opened the bag with a neat suit tag. When he saw the price above, he understood why Xiaolan and his mother were pushing and hindering.

But no matter what, before leaving New York, Okata felt completely relieved when he saw that everyone was fine.

Perhaps only Conan could understand in the entire living room, what kind of mood he was...who was in his attitude to treat his most precious family.

Okabata knew that this time he flew to Los Angeles and mixed into the party held by the Black Organization was completely risky. Whether it was possible to return to them would be an unknown number.

The other party held a firearm with powerful firepower. From Shibo and Akimi, he learned that the power of this black-clothed organization was so terrifying that in addition to ordinary pistols, they even had submachine guns with amazing lethality, as well as bazooka and helicopters!

So, for the first time, Okabata felt that leaving home, leaving his mother, leaving his beloved, leaving everything he has now, and facing a thing that is not particularly obvious, there are concerns and reluctance that are difficult to describe in words.

Looking at them, Okata clenched his fists.

The black-clothed tissue is like a cancer that can break out at any time.

While everyone's happy smiling faces remain at this moment.

He must face it, relying on his own abilities to protect this beauty that is remembered in his heart.

"Yusuke, why are you still standing there? Go and try this outfit." Seeing Okabaya's mother stood there in a daze, holding the shopping bag in her hand, she couldn't help but say funny.

Upon hearing this, Ogata nodded.

......

The next day, morning.

Okata took a taxi to New York International Airport. He had very little luggage, only a simple shoulder bag. It contained some daily necessities that he usually used, some simple talismans written in advance, and a New York Times, who had nothing to do to pass the time.

Originally, in order to be wary of what actions the Gin Club took, he planned to prepare as many materials as possible with the characteristics of Gangqi.

However, exorcisms such as mercury and cinnabar, which are particularly effective against evil spirits, are attributed to liquids. They cannot pass the security check, and Ogata thinks that the shipping is very difficult, so he chooses to go into battle lightly.

Sitting on the seat in the waiting hall and looking at the many figures passing by in a hurry, he leisurely crossed his legs.

Okao glanced at his watch and it was about half an hour before his flight took off.

He got up early and did not say hello to Xiaolan and his mother, and then ran out secretly. Because once they knew that he had flew to Los Angeles, they would definitely try to block it. After all, he had just been there for two days from Japan, so he had to go to another place. Moreover, Xiaolan was his cousin, he was "caught" from Japan. Logically, he took Xiaolan for a fun trip, which was in line with what he, as an elder brother, should do.

Unfortunately, things have priorities.

Okata could only leave a note on his desk in his room apologetically, telling his mother and Xiaolan that he would have to leave for a while if he had something to do, and specifically explained that this was an extremely important thing.

This special explanation is also to make Xiaolan not angry with herself.

The waiting process was boring, and Ogata couldn't get enough time to read the newspaper, so he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Shibao, take good care of yourself."

His fingers pressed on the keyboard a few times before sending the message.

After waiting for about two minutes, Okabaya soon received her reply.

"I know, you'll be back!"

Seeing this, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

......

When Okao arrived in Los Angeles by plane, it was already noon.

He was alone and just left the airport, no one picked him up, but went directly to the rental waiting area opposite the airport bus.

This is not the first time Okao has come to Los Angeles. So he is familiar with the road here.

Following the specific roadmap I found on the Internet before coming, Okabaya introduced the drivers around him in fluent English.

The Cecil hotel chosen by this black-clad gathering was very remote, so the scenery along the way was deviated from the prosperity of the city.

Okata sat in the passenger seat, chewing gum, thinking about things in his mind.

"Sir, if you have not paid the deposit, I advise you to choose another hotel to live." At this time, the driver who had been driving all the time reminded kindly.

Hearing him speak, Okabaya came to his senses, looked at the driver with the middle-aged face, and asked strangely: "What? Is there something wrong with this hotel?"

"I am a local resident of Los Angeles. As far as I know, I rarely come to this Cecil hotel to stay. Even if I find such a ghost place, I choose to live there because the housing prices are relatively cheap. I think your clothes and dress up, so I don't care too much about the room price? If you have not chosen a good hotel for the first time in Los Angeles, I advise you not to live there." The driver glanced at Okayama, then talked and made his own suggestions.

Those who hear these things are actually aware of them.

Before leaving yesterday, he checked the background of this hotel to see what it had to do with the Black Organization and what kind of gatherings would be chosen in such a place.

But unexpectedly, he seemed to have found some amazing content.

The website information about Cecil Hotel reads: In the 1930s and 1940s, the Cecil Hotel in downtown Los Angeles was once a place for celebrities and wealthy people to be enthusiastic about. However, as the downtown Los Angeles gradually declined, the Cecil Hotel's situation became worse and worse. Due to the low rent and flexible accommodation time, it attracted many homeless people in the near future. Hotels have become a place of crimes.

The Cecil Hotel is located in an old neighborhood with high incidence of crime in Los Angeles. The local area is notorious for being "dirty, messy, and poor".

So the driver gave him a reminder, with a total good intention!

Okabaya was silent for a while and asked knowingly: "Since it is a four-star hotel, the accommodation environment should not be too bad, right?"

The locals have the most say, and the driver seems to love chatting.

"No, no...you may not have heard of this hotel," the driver seemed to think of something, his face darkened, and explained: "If you read newspapers and magazines frequently, you should know the case of "Black Dahlia"?"

"Black Dahlia?" Okabaya was slightly surprised and thoughtful.

Jianyufang seemed to have heard that the driver was still driving attentively, and said, "As a citizen of Los Angeles, a case like Black Dahlia can be said to be a case that is often mentioned after dinner. The deceased involved in this case."

As a forensic doctor, Okabaya certainly heard of one of the famous unsolved puzzle cases in history. In class, Professor Kate specially brought up the "Black Dahlia" he talked about!

I still clearly remember that a classmate asked Professor Kate about the whole case.

At that time, Professor Kate roughly told the story of the case. Afterwards, Okara, who was extremely curious, went to the library to check the relevant information.

Black Dahlia, this is a world-class unsolved case comparable to the "Jack Ripper's serial murder case"!

The real murder case in 1947 caused a sensation in California, "Black Dahlia". The Los Angeles Police Department devoted all its strength to help solve the case, but because the murder case was too bloody and terrifying, it made the residents of the entire United States, especially Los Angeles, panic.

If you don’t catch this cruel murderer for a day, local residents, especially female residents, will not be able to live in peace for a day.

The Los Angeles Police Department took three years to investigate the case, and hundreds of people were investigated before and afterwards. Many people also surrendered themselves and claimed that they were the "culprit of destroying flowers". However, after investigation, none of them was the real murderer.

The police have found nothing for several years, and it has not been found until today.

Therefore, Okabata once thought about whether he had been born in that era, could he use modern and developed forensic identification technology to uncover the mystery that shocked the whole world back then!

"The Cecil Hotel was the location of the case at that time. Since then, there have been constant murders in this hotel, so we locals will advise travelers who are traveling or on business trips to avoid staying in that kind of place as much as possible."

The driver sighed and looked at Okata.

But what surprised him was that Okabaya smiled and said slowly: "It's okay, I'm a forensic doctor."

"ha?"

"Well, I just deal with the corpse." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!