[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Mio Tokiwa also saw the machine emitting black smoke, but the young lady waved her hand generously and said with high emotional intelligence: I also want to thank you for helping me find the hidden dangers of the equipment before the opening, otherwise something went wrong during the official opening, which would affect the reputation of the Tokiwa Group.

Just for the young lady's appearance and emotional intelligence, this time the theater version will protect you.

Thinking of this, Wakagi Ryo's eyes swept over the painter Ruzuki Mine Water standing next to Mio Tokiwa.

This grandfather is famous for painting Mount Fuji. Because he is getting older and no longer has the physical strength to climb mountains all year round and choose the best angle to paint, so he built a studio on a small hillside with a wide view near Mount Fuji. Every day in the studio, he paints a different Mount Fuji.

However, the newly built twin buildings happened to be located between his studio and Mount Fuji, blocking the angle of viewing Mount Fuji, just like a dark pillar that splits Mount Fuji in half.

And this building is not symmetrical.

The old man, who thought that the beauty and art in his heart had been tarnished, immediately decided to kill several related people.

The owner of the Twin Towers, Mio Tokiwa, the Nishitama City Councilman Iwamatsu who helped promote the construction of the Twin Towers, and Hara Yoshiaki, who was responsible for many of the equipment inside the Twin Towers.

Even if Gin hadn't acted quickly and barely snatched Hara Yoshiaki's head, the old man almost got a triple kill.

As a half-baked cartoonist, he couldn't understand the old man's behavior of killing people because of his persistent pursuit of art.

Let's say, you want a suitable viewing point for artistic creation. Is it difficult for you to have one of the many rooms in the Twin Towers as your own studio?

As Mio Tokiwa's painting teacher, this face must be there. Judging from the emotional intelligence of the young lady, whether it is out of the relationship between master and apprentice or the commercial value that comes with it, it is impossible to refuse this request.

If it really doesn't work, you can wait for two days. Anyway, the Twin Towers will be bombed sooner or later.

Wakagi Ryo shook his head.

Forget it, after all, the god of death has to brush up his performance, so there is no need to pay too much attention to logic.

Anyway, the natives of the science world are better at solving people who create problems than solving problems.

However, the old man was out of breath after walking two steps on the mountain, but he was not exhausted at all when killing people, which was amazing.

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The advance visit to the Twin Towers came to an end. At night, Wakagi Ryo put on Sangria's vest and took Amuro Toru's car to the residence of Yuan Jiaming in Nishitama City.

Things like gates are often just decorations.

Wakagi Ryo, led by a current public security officer, broke into the house illegally.

Yuan Jiaming, who happened to be in the living room and was knocked unconscious by a slap before he could react:? !

Wakagi Ryo's mouth twitched slightly: "Amuro-san, are we two a little too blatant?"

Amuro Toru put on gloves and began to rummage through the cabinets skillfully.

"Gin and Vodka have locked onto the Tokiwa Twin Towers through the secondary positioning of the virus. It's only a matter of time before they find Hara Jiaming. There's not much time to waste.

Besides, am I not Bourbon now? What does Bourbon's crimes have to do with Amuro Toru?"

Okay.

Wakagi Ryo shrugged and started searching with Amuro Toru.

The single apartment that Hara Jiaming rented was not big, and there were only a few places to hide things. It didn't take long for Amuro Toru to find the disk with a crow pattern engraved on the corner under his desk.

You say he didn't hide it seriously, and he even used tape to stick the disk to the back of the desk.

But you say he hid it seriously, the crooked desk is almost clear at a glance, and it's just short of saying that I hid something behind it.

In addition to the disk, there is also a folded cowhide bag stuck to the back of the desk. The bag is not thick, and there are a few thin paper files inside.

Wakagi Ryo flipped through it, and then frowned a little confused.

Inside the brown paper bag is a distribution map, but it is not a distribution map of secret bases of some organization or anything else, but... a distribution map of signal base stations newly added by Karasuma Group in China to promote smart phones.

What the hell is this?

Wait a minute, this distribution map is indeed a bit strange if you look closely, as if... combining all the small dots on the map, it always feels like a familiar pattern.

Wakagi Ryo was thinking while holding the map, while Amuro Toru had already woken up Hara Jiaming with a handful of cold water and began to interrogate him.

Unfortunately, Hara Jiaming really demonstrated what ignorance is fearless.

In his early years, he was in a machineBy chance, he met Tokiwa Mio. Many years later, when this beautiful sister offered him an olive branch, he readily agreed and immediately left the Karasuma Group where he worked before and joined the Tokiwa Group.

Moreover, because he wanted to impress Tokiwa Mio, he took away some of the core data of the smartphone when he left.

He was a programmer. It was true that he didn't understand business, but he could still read simple financial statements.

The first generation of smartphones with very simplified functions launched by the Karasuma Group received a lot of praise from the market and were soon sold abroad, creating amazing profits.

If he could bring the core data and help the Tokiwa Group launch subsequent versions first and seize the market, Tokiwa Mio might look at him differently.

After all, who doesn't like a young, beautiful, single, rich woman?

Amuro Toru was unable to ask for more information, and with a dark face, he knocked the man unconscious with another punch.

Then he took the organization's dedicated laptop from Wakaki Ryo, installed the disk and ran it.

After unlocking the virus-locating software on the disk with the key on the computer, Amuro Toru sighed at the content on the screen.

Yuan Jiaming did not lie.

His behavior could at most be regarded as commercial espionage, but it was far from what Amuro Toru had expected, that he could get some secret information from the organization from him.

After all, he had vaguely heard that the organization recruited those programming geniuses with the ultimate goal of developing a "devil" software.

The result, that's it?

He looked back and exchanged a glance with Wakamura Ryo, turned around and took out his mobile phone and called Gin.

Wakamura Ryo slightly turned sideways, and while Amuro Toru and Gin were on the phone, he secretly asked Moran to copy all the contents on the disk.

There was a strange code on it that made him very concerned.

Twenty minutes later, murderous Gin rushed to the scene with vodka, checked the disk and files found by Amuro Toru, took out a pistol and shot Yuan Jiaming in the forehead.

Yuan Jiaming, who was originally leaning on the chair and unconscious, was hit by the gun. His body subconsciously tilted, and then with a thud, he knocked over the glass coffee table next to him and fell to the floor.

Beep...

The danger sense beeped weakly, and Ruo Mu Liang took a small step back. A silver dinner knife stuck to the edge of his boots and stabbed into the wooden floor.

Emmm, in the original plot, it seems that Yuan Jiaming hinted at Gin through the silver dinner knife and provided Conan with a wave of clues related to the organization.

In this regard, the will of the world is unexpectedly stubborn.

"On the opening day, come with me to the Twin Towers."

Gin put away the gun and looked at Ruo Mu Liang.

The last time he located the organization's disk, the coordinates reported by the software appeared near the Twin Towers, so Yuan Jiaming should have tried to read the data in the disk with the equipment of the Twin Towers. Maybe there will be browsing traces or backups in the server over there.

It's safer to blow it up completely.

By the way, let this place, which is said to be the closest to heaven, become your grave, Shirley!

Gin sneered and flipped through the information in his hand, frowning slightly in confusion.

Is it worth the boss's personal attention for just this little bit of information?