Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 August 30, Saturday, afternoon, at Dr. A's house.

　　 Conan looked at Dr. Aka who thought he was taking a big advantage, humming a song to make coffee, and looked complacent, a little speechless. Isn't it just to help you overhaul the car for free, and then give you one hundred thousand yen? Oh, and subtract the taxi fare.

　　Ignore Dr. Ari, and instead looked at Huihara, who was in a daze at the computer, Conan stepped forward to persuade him: "Don't think about it, things are over."

　　 rolled his eyes, and Huihara said, "I'm wondering if we will be self-catching today."

　　 "Uh," Conan reacted and asked in surprise, "You mean they have been monitoring your house?"

　　 "It's very possible, isn't it?" Huihara said, "Breaking through the door, even if the organization does this kind of thing, ordinary people will never see it."

　　 "Not necessarily, that..."

　　 Conan didn’t finish speaking, so he swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach. Did I tell Haibara about the game player Itakura Taku?

　　 "Itakura Taku?" Haibara said, "That should be a special case. Vodka does things carelessly."

　　 "Do you know everything?" Conan said something.

　　 "You said diary?" Huihara said grimly, "He doesn't know where to put Dr. Aka's things."

　　 Conan chuckled twice, then glared at Dr. Aka, making Dr. Aka who turned his back to here feel itchy.

　　 Huihara shook his head and sighed: "You really don't worry at all."

　　 "There is nothing to worry about, maybe the person in charge is the same as vodka." Conan said, and then asked, "Besides, why did they deliberately expose the flaw of breaking through the empty door?"

　　 "Maybe it was for someone to see." Huihara said with his chin supported.

　　 "Who is it for?" Conan asked, "If it was made for your parents 20 years ago, what about now?" Then he reacted, "Are your parents still alive?"

　　 "I think too," Huihara said sadly, "but if they are alive, the organization will never do anything to my sister and me."

　　 "So confident?" Conan asked.

"You don't understand," Huihara said, "researchers can find many at will, but if you join an underground force like an organization, scientists cannot publish academic papers or participate in many activities. A talented person who is not fame and fortune is just for research. Scientists who study are absolutely rare, so the organization will never abandon them unless it is a last resort."

　　 "Indeed," Conan said, "but according to what you said, your father didn't go to the party because he joined the organization. That's not right. Your father published a book."

　　 "It should be this book, and the people in the organization recognized my father's talent." Huihara said, "If I guessed correctly, my mother went to my father specially."

　　 "Beauty plan?" Conan asked.

　　 "Get off!" Hui Yuan gave Conan a vicious look.

　　 Conan immediately surrendered, "When I didn't say, they are talented men and women, they are attracted to each other and love each other over time."

　　 rolled his eyes, and Hui Yuan said in an angry tone: "That's the situation in your family. In my case, my mother should be better than my father."

　　 "Really?" Conan asked, "How did you know?"

　　 "I just know." Huihara smiled.

"Really, don't say it." Conan said weakly, and then said, "Well, let’s sort it out. Supposing that the opening of the empty door 20 years ago was made for your parents, then now, maybe vodka is responsible. So there is a flaw."

　　 "It's not impossible," Huihara said.

"So don't worry about it." Conan said, "If they were there to hang out, we wouldn't be able to get out, because they must have seen a picture of you when you were a kid before. Although you put on makeup, they should I can still recognize it."

　　 "Well, since you said that." Huihara made up his mind.

　　 Conan asked quickly: "Hello, what do you want to do?"

　　 "I want to log in to a mailbox," Huihara said sadly, "Since there was such a thing as mail, my sister will send me a New Year's card through the mailbox every Chinese New Year."

　　 "Wait," Conan was a little surprised, "Your sister's accident was on New Year's Eve, you mean your sister might have left you something in the end."

　　 "I don't know," Huihara said sadly, "I didn't log in to that mailbox again after my sister's accident, but my sister, she went home to look at it, and she must have had a foreboding. That time, it was so bad, so sister..."

　　 Conan said excitedly: "It is possible that there is something special on the greeting card."

　　 "That's right." Huihara said as he wanted to open the website.

　　 "Wait, wait," Conan blocked, "Will the organization find out if you log in to this mailbox?"

　　 "I don't know." Huihara said, "I think I will."

　　 "Wait." Conan asked Dr. Ari and asked about the email login.

　　 "This." Dr. Aka said, touching his beard, "If you have certain skills, you can definitely know which account you have, when and what address you have, and you have accessed your mailbox."

　　 "Well, that means," Conan asked, "If the organization doesn't give up monitoring this mailbox, then as soon as we log in, they will find us right away?"

　　 "That's right." Dr. Ari smiled, "However, some methods can be used to delay their tracking time. They will not be able to find us until we have seen it."

　　 "Okay, then you do it quickly." Conan said.

　　 "Uh, now?" Dr. A Li said, "No, the computer at home will definitely not work. At least a workstation is required."

　　 "Workstation?" Conan said, "Then buy one."

"That's very expensive." Dr. Ari said irritably, and then said, "That's all right, you give me the website address, I will ask friends from the Good Mood Lab to help, borrow the host, and it will be done in one go ."

　　 "Don't be so lazy," Conan said, "you better run by yourself."

　　 Dr. Aka protested: "My car is still being repaired."

　　 "Take a taxi," Huihara said.

　　 "No, isn't it?" Dr. A Li was heartbroken. If he went to the Good Mood Lab and took a taxi, one back and forth, the money he just got, I'm afraid there is not much left.

　　 "I'll take the subway," Dr. Aka suggested.

　　 "Take a taxi," Huihara said, "Go and get back."

　　 "It's a compromise, you can just rent a car." Conan smiled.

　　 "Well, then." Dr. Aka agreed with difficulty. ...

　　 The base of the Black Organization, Belmode Room.

　　 Belmode, disguised as a man in his fifties, received a call from Vodka, telling her that someone had just visited Shirley’s mailbox.

　　 Belmode asked: "Oh, is that tracked?"

　　 "No," Vodka said.

　　 "Then what are you calling for?" Belmode asked irritably, and at the same time he thought, that's all right. In this case, I will be responsible for this matter.

　　 "Brother asked me to ask you," Vodka said, "Are you sure there is nothing important in it?"

　　 "Yes," Belmode said, "I was there when it was recorded." Then he reacted, and asked quietly, "Let you ask? What about others?"

　　 "Oh, brother is still on the training ground." Vodka said.

Belmode breathed a sigh of relief, let me just say, Kusada Ludao should not immediately report my file for Dr. Ari to Gin, and even if Gin knew it, he wouldn’t be interested in this old man. , I will not find out that what I want is actually the information of the two children.

　　 Vodka asked: "So, are you sure there will be nothing else in that box?"

　　 "Don't worry, I opened it before she sent the box away." Belmode said impatiently, "Let's do it, I'm busy here." After that, I hung up the phone.

　　Very good, Shirley, after seeing those things, you must be able to look after you even if you die.

　　 Bel Modera gave a cruel smile, and then frowned, hoping that the guy Kusuda Ludao would come over soon.

　　 Then, looking at the person in the mirror, Belmode nodded in satisfaction, it was you.

　　 At this time, someone reported, please meet Ludao Kusuda.

　　 "Very well, let him in." Belmode laughed.

　　 A moment later, Kusuda Ludao came in and presented a box.

　　 Belmode asked deliberately: "Only fingerprints? Oh, and hair?"

　　 "That," said Kusuda Ludaogan with a smile, "There are a few white hairs, which must be that of Dr. Aka."

　　 Belmode waved his hand, "Okay, you go, let's arrange travel first, and I will give you the mask in a few days."

　　 "Yes, sir." Kusuda said Ludao, and then hesitated to ask, "But sir, why is it so troublesome? Just kill them?"

"Idiot, that is the house of Miyano Atsushi, where the murder occurred and the owner can't find it. The police will definitely dig into the inside story." Belmode said, "Do you think we are really hiding very deep? Wrong, we just didn’t enter the police’s sight. In this information age, a little carelessness will allow the police to string together all the clues. Who will be the scapegoat when the time comes? Are you? If you want to die, I can fulfill you. Not only will it perfect you, but it will also make you die vigorously. It is well known in the world, leaving a criminal history."

　　 "No no, that, I'm going to arrange the travel." Nantian Ludao wiped his head with cold sweat, and quickly slipped away.

　　 "Really." Belmode complained, then looked at the box and laughed again.

　　 Open the box. There are five small plastic bags inside. The labels on them read, adult fingerprints, child fingerprints, white hair, black hair, and brown hair.

　　 Put the child’s fingerprints, black hair, and brown hair into a bag, and the extra two bags were immediately burned with fire, but they were not completely burned.

　　 At this time, the gin came in with vodka, "What are you burning?"

"Useless things." Belmode said, "I wanted to create a file for a man named Dr. Aka, so I asked Kusuda Ludao to get his information." He pointed to the box, "and he got his fingerprints. And hair, I just burned all three useless things."

Looking at the ash and embers, Gin said, "Dr. Aka went to Miyano's house to investigate Atsushi Miyano. It is necessary to check ~www.readwn.com~ I know that Erzhuangsan has successfully concealed the gin, Belmore Toku smiled slightly, "I don't think it is necessary. Many of Miyano's classmates are still alive. Do you want to kill them all? Moreover, Dr. Ari is a member of the Good Mood Foundation. He really wants to investigate Atsushi Miyano. He can entrust Shi Feng to investigate. Now he has not done so. In other words, this is just afternoon tea chat, but if you are free Nothing to do, then investigate him. "

　　 Gin stared at Belmode, "As soon as Dr. Aka appeared, Shirley visited the mailbox."

　　 "It's just a coincidence." Bellmode laughed, "I'm afraid Shirley just found a programmer with good skills."

　　 Ginjiu narrowed his eyes, "Dr. Ari."

　　 "Please," Belmode laughed, "There are too many such people in the world."

　　 Gin raised his pistol, "You are lying."

"Yes?" Belmode shrugged, "No." Then he said, "This box should contain Dr. A Li's fingerprints and hair. If you think he has a problem, investigate it. Remember to get some blood back by the way. "After speaking, I looked at the time, "Well, if you don't shoot, I'm going to Okinawa."

　　 "I took note of this." Gin retracted the pistol pointed at Belmode.

　　 Vodka asked: "Brother, are we going to investigate that Dr. Aka?"

　　 "I'll talk about it later." Gin picked up the box, "First take it and set up a file."

　　 "Bye." Belmode sent a kiss.

　　 However, a kiss from a man in his fifties made the gin frowned, and the vodka shuddered. ...

　　 Waiting for the gin and vodka to leave, Belmode closed the door and leaned against the door with a relieved smile. This was all resolved. ...