[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Conan is still very tenacious.

After watching the drama of "Fight to the Death, Go Tonight" by the Junior Detective Team yesterday, Wakagi Ryo, who had a good sleep, followed Maori Kogoro again with full energy and received a commission for a daily case.

Oh, of course, it may also be because the timeline of Conan's school has been crossed again.

You can see that Maori Kogoro, who was crying and howling in the hospital because of his resistance to anesthetics, has been discharged from the hospital in one piece.

Wakagi Ryo yawned, looked at Conan's live broadcast room as a side dish, and ate a happy breakfast.

In Conan's live broadcast room, three passers-by complained to Maori Kogoro together, and denounced a designer named Itakura Taku in their words. He actually took three software design orders at the same time without their knowledge, and he took all three orders.

Good guy, Mr. Itakura Taku, are you the Lu Bu of the software industry?

Wakagi Ryo touched his nose. He could no longer remember the specific circumstances of the case. However, he still remembered the famous scene of Conan's cabinet after the case was over.

However, seeing that there were three clients at the beginning, and the process of choosing one out of three was fast-forwarded without the police appearing, there was no need to think about it. It was a foregone conclusion that Itakura Taku had already failed.

After watching the videotapes brought by the three clients, Maori Kogoro had an idea based on the existing "Itakura Taku only took a computer and a small amount of information to go out for a walk" and the "shogi, chess and go pieces" that appeared in the videotapes. He judged that these pieces must have been provided by the hotel where he was staying temporarily.

So Maori Kogoro rarely pinched his nose and called all the famous restaurants in Mika without Conan's prompt, and successfully got the address of Itakura Taku from a certain front desk lady.

Sure enough, Uncle Maori, you know what "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm showing my cards" means.

Of course, this address is undoubtedly the hotel leader in Mika City, Mika Hotel.

Then, a group of people rushed to the hotel in a mighty manner, and as expected, they found the body of Itakura Takuliangliang who had been dead for an unknown period of time in the hotel room.

The rest of the matter is very simple.

The three suspects have been directly delivered to Conan's face at the beginning, that is to say, what he has to do today is just a simple proof question.

Not to mention that the IQ of the deceased this time is still online, he successfully left a detailed death message before his death.

It is really detailed!

Unlike the previous deceased, the death message must take seven or eight turns, and maybe someone will have to wait for a "careless hint" before Conan can solve the final puzzle and identify the murderer.

Itakura Taku directly used the Go pieces to form a "braille" and left a death message like this: "The murderer is Soma, and the evidence is his watch."

The only problem is...

Wakagi Ryo frowned as he watched the live broadcast. Because Itakura Taku's hands were tied before his death, he took off his socks and used his toes to position the pieces.

So...

Wakagi Ryo began to seriously think about the possibility that Conan, who had touched the pieces with his hands, had athlete's foot.

Eh, if I think about it this way, it seems that I can't look at Conan directly.

At the Beika Hotel, Conan, who secretly copied Itakura Taku's diary, sneezed inexplicably.

On the way back, he and Xiaolan also ran into Akai Shuichi, who was obviously on the red side, but was committed to scaring children in both the early and late stages.

Emmm, however, after the stimulation of Wakuragi Ryo's three aliases, Shuichi Akai, who simply relied on a face that didn't look like a good person, was still far from being able to successfully scare Conan.

It is estimated that at most, the remaining smell of alcohol on his body could scare the living radar Ai-chan.

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In the early morning, Wakuragi Ryo, wearing a sangria, huddled in the back seat of Gin's car and yawned lazily.

Conan had successfully obtained some hidden information related to the organization from Itakura Taku's diary. Now, Zheng and the doctor rushed to Itakura Taku's mountain villa in Gunma Prefecture and found the mysterious software he designed for the organization.

So, when the world of science wanted to send clues to Conan, this cheat was really big.

After all, who would write a diary?┓( ´∀` )┏

Gin was smoking outside the car, and Vodka used the organization's dedicated mobile phone to send an email to Itakura Taku's mailbox.

As a long-term 007 model worker and a dedicated driver for model workers,They usually seldom pay attention to the news - even if they do, in a place like Mika, no media will specifically focus on reporting a murder case.

Isn't that something that happens every day? Unless someone important dies, who would be interested in reporting it?

In addition, Vermouth has always been in charge of the handover of Itakura Taku, so Gin and Vodka don't know the information that Itakura Taku has died for the time being.

"Huh? He didn't open the email."

The emails that the organization used to contact Itakura Taku required a password to open, and although Itakura Taku was a person who liked to write a diary, he didn't mention this in his diary, let alone record his commonly used password.

So Conan, who was unprepared, watched the email that was automatically deleted because he didn't enter the password in time, and left two drops of cold sweat.

Vodka touched his head and checked the location of the email, and found that the location was in Gunma Prefecture. He went through Itakura Taku's basic information in his mind and felt that he understood it.

"It must be that the signal in that broken villa is not good."

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and said nothing. He just watched coldly as Vodka called Itakura Taku's villa. After a few hasty words, they decided to change the meeting time originally scheduled for tomorrow to four hours later. He was emitting a cold murderous aura.

Vodka hung up the phone, took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat, and waited obediently for Gin to sit down.

Because his IQ was suppressed by the plot, Vodka, who was usually a qualified Gin reader, did not notice the low pressure emanating from his immediate boss.

The last time Fu-chan was so stupid and exposed his and Gin's code names to Conan was the Shinkansen.

As expected, when the plot point came, this aura of intelligence reduction came?

Wakagi Ryo: ...

Fu-chan, you are miserable!

He looked at the driver Vodka with sympathy, then pulled the back of the passenger seat and said to Gin who had just got in the car: "It's snowing heavily, and it's driving at night. It's too tiring."

So let's let the poor driver go for now.

Gin hummed without comment, threw the cigarette butt into the snow and extinguished it, then closed the car door and made a gesture of closing his eyes and resting.

The poor driver stepped on the accelerator and drove the car steadily to the destination, unaware of the tragic fate that was about to come.

On Conan's side, in order to let the god of death gain more performance, God forced them to let the doctor's car have another tire blowout on the way to the transaction site Xianqiao Station.

So Conan very logically stopped a car that happened to be a jewel thief who had just committed a crime and was about to run away.

Before meeting with the Black Organization, we have to race against time to solve the two jewel thieves first to warm up, right?

Tsk, being a god of death is not easy, open 24 hours a day, this level of dedication seems to be not much worse than the hardworking 007.

It’s just that when Conan and the jewel thief were confronting each other, Dr. Agasa kept calling Conan Shinichi, which was really a bit stupid.

Just, if the two jewel thieves revealed the name Shinichi when recording their statements...

You know, from the information revealed by Rum, the Black Organization has people in the police and public security.

Conan: It doesn’t matter, I have a halo!

And judging from the situation, this halo seems to be very strong.

Conan experienced a flat tire, waited for a car, hitchhiked, and solved two jewel thieves. Then when there was still one stop to Xianqiao Station, he chose to get off the car and use his short legs to hurry. He actually arrived at the transaction location before Vodka and arranged the transaction site.

Just, what else can I say? The protagonist’s halo is awesome.

Ruo Muliang curled up in the soft car seat and closed his eyes without any hesitation.

Out of sight, out of mind, humph!