capitalist in famous detective

Chapter 167 Osaka Black Chicken with Antidote

The next day, Kaitou Kidd's mugshot was finally removed from the front pages of various news sections.

Tokiwa Group and Mantendo, two eager collaborators, almost seamlessly put the cooperation on the news.

With the time buffer, Naidu Electronics Co., Ltd., which is already prepared, will naturally not let the hostile company get what it wants. Asuka Nishizaki, who wants to be guilty and meritorious, is gearing up and releasing the black materials carefully collected in his hands at the same time.

The two sides thus began a war of words in newspapers, on television, and even on the Internet.

The entire game industry seemed to have been hit by a magnitude [-] earthquake, and almost [-]% of game manufacturers were forced to get involved in this magical fight.

But as Naidu Electronics and Tokiwa Group, who are really sitting on both sides of the chess game, everyone knows that these are just appetizers now, and the two sides are still in the stage of testing each other.

The bloody storm in front of us is just a small warm-up for the real war in the future.

"Ah - sneeze!"

Seeing Conan holding a butterfly-shaped voice changer and almost sneeze on his leg, Bai Chuan took two steps back in disgust.

The current petty dispute between the two companies does not require the company president to take action personally, but in order to relieve the tension, he still chooses to go out for a walk.

As a result, we saw the great detective who had a cold due to unknown reasons.

"Are you embarrassed to say that?" Conan hung up the phone and looked back at Bai Chuan with deep resentment.

"You discovered in advance that the Phantom Thief hid Xiaolan in the lifeboat. Why didn't you tell me?"

The night before yesterday, in order to find his prospective girlfriend who had been stripped naked and lying in the lifeboat with no idea of ​​her life or death, he ran around on the deck in the middle of the night and searched every lifeboat on the luxury liner at least twice.

I even thought that Xiaolan accidentally rolled over and fell into the sea and would never wake up again.

If a cleaning lady hadn't noticed that something was wrong with him, asked a few more questions, and took him to the employee lounge, he might have jumped into the sea and died on the spot.

Even so, after sweating all over the deck and being exposed to the cold wind for most of the night, the result was a severe cold, including headaches, coughs, and runny noses.

And all of this is thanks to that dead thief and the unscrupulous president in front of him who is clearly aware of the problem but has been watching the show!
"You have to speak conscientiously~"

Baichuan stretched out his hand to hold down Conan's round head, and knitted it twice skillfully, "If it weren't for me, your sister Xiaolan would have been thrown on the lifeboat for at least an hour or two, just in case something happened during this period."

Conan naturally knew that everything Baichuan did was for Xiaolan's safety, but when he thought about the rest of the night when he was working in vain, he still said harshly, "But you could have told me in advance, why did you just get off the boat?"

"Say? Of course I want to say it? But where are you?" Bai Chuan was not used to the great detective's bad temper at all. "Besides, which great detective insists on solving the mystery with his own hands? Yes. Who said you would rather cover your ears than listen to the reasoning?"

"I" Conan suddenly had no reason to continue to refute.

No matter how you say it, he is still a respectable detective, but he really can't do things that are both serious and serious.

"Okay, go back and coax your little lover, she must be very resentful now."

After finishing talking to Detective Ke, Bai Chuan once again crossed his round head and signaled a certain elementary school student to go home quickly and stop wandering around outside.

Feeling the biting cold wind, Conan tightened his thin suit and nodded silently.

It’s really hard to go out in this weather.

"By the way, Dr. Ali has something he wants me to give to you." Conan, who had just turned around to leave, suddenly remembered the little black box that Dr. Ali said had the power to change the world. He couldn't restrain his curiosity and turned back to ask.

"What exactly did you ask the Doctor to make for you?"

"This is quite a lot. I can't even count myself."

Shirakawa touched his chin. Naturally, he would not forget to pick up the wool of Dr. Ali, a genius inventor. Basically, he would send some of the drawings produced by artificial intelligence every once in a while.

There are flip and slide mobile phones that left a deep impression on Shirakawa, as well as early smartphones and the latest fruit machines with increasingly powerful functions, and even smart terminals and VR glasses that are still in a conceptual state.

It is obviously unrealistic for Dr. A Li to produce all these things by himself, but as long as one or two of them can be successfully produced, Shirakawa will definitely not lose money.Shirakawa basically started this drawing supply work in the second month after getting the artificial intelligence. Now that he finally saw the rewards, he was naturally overjoyed and hurried towards Maori's house.

According to Conan's description, what Dr. Ali handed him was a small black box, and he also said some bold words about changing the world. This description was very much like the smartphone that he cherished so much!

If a smartphone can really be built, it will not only be a great convenience for him, but also maximize the power of artificial intelligence.

At least when you want to spy on someone, you won't have to worry about looking at a PHS.

"Don't lie to me, you must know!"

"I told you I don't know, I don't know!"

As soon as he arrived at the Maori Detective Agency, Bai Chuan heard Xiaolan arguing with a male voice with a very strange tone.

Although the male voice was also speaking Japanese, it was obviously different from the Japanese spoken by Xiaolan, like some kind of dialect.

Conan with a cold, a man with a strange voice, and Xiaolan quarreling
Could it be that Osaka Black Chicken is coming?

With some curiosity, Bai Chuan looked up to the second floor, and sure enough, he spotted a man at least five shades darker than Xiaolan through the window gap.

So today is a plot where a friend from Osaka comes to deliver the antidote?

Seeing Hattori Heiji's appearance, Shirakawa's heart felt cold.

This is not because he is biased against Hattori or for any other reason. The main reason is that the first case in which he appeared was a diplomat murder case. The deceased in this case was named Isao Ikemura, which is the dock where Naito Electronics Co., Ltd. worshiped in the officialdom. .

Although Mr. Chicura is a money fanatic who accepts money when he has it, at least he does things after receiving money. In the past two years, their voice on Nippon TV Station has become more and more important, and this diplomat's full support is indispensable.

Unfortunately, this useful protective umbrella has probably completely expired.

"Ah!"

Conan, who was a few steps slower than Shirakawa, stood on tiptoe and twisted the door handle. Before he could say "I'm back," he let out a loud sneeze.

"Really, why do you have a cold too?" Seeing Conan sneezing and leaving mucus in his mouth, Xiaolan leaned down, took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, "Shinichi seems to have symptoms of a cold too. , is the current influenza so serious?”

"Shinichi Kudo has a cold?"

Hattori Heiji's eyes shone brightly, as if he had caught evidence of cheating, "Didn't you say that Kudo Shinichi wasn't here? Then how did you know that he had a cold?"

Looking at the face of the unknown black man whose face I had found conclusive evidence, Xiaolan looked puzzled, "We also communicate on the phone sometimes. He sneezed several times when he was on the phone just now!"

"Did Kudo call you?"

Mao Lilan didn't know why and asked, "What? Isn't it possible?"

"Then what did he talk to you about?"

"Just talking about some mystery novels he has read recently, or asking if anything happened in school." Xiaolan replied patiently.

Upon hearing this answer, Hattori Heiji immediately rushed to the window, opened the window and looked around.

"What are you going to do?"

Mao Lilan clenched his hands into fists and tensed his legs, obviously preparing to teach this rude guy a profound lesson.

"Don't you find it strange?" Hattori Heiji retracted his head from the window and leaned against the window. "Why didn't he ask about your condition?"

"This." Mao Lilan lowered his head slowly, seeming a little embarrassed.But from Shirakawa's perspective, it could be clearly seen that her eyes were intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Conan, who was fighting a runny nose.

It seems that there is not much time left before someone’s identity is revealed!

(End of this chapter)