Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

"It's all because of the white liquor Hattori Heiji brought. Conan seems to be addicted to it. He was drinking it secretly just now."

Xiaolan was filled with worry. Would Conan grow up to be an alcoholic like his father? How could she explain this to the Edogawa family's host and mistress whom she had yet to meet?

Living with a drunkard, could it be that he was infected by his father?

"Where, where! Aniya wants to drink too! Aniya wants to become a beautiful girl like Xiaolan." (????)

"Hey, hey, hey! Anya, stop making trouble. I don't like drinking Lao Baigan. I wanted to drink boiled water. It's just that the color of Lao Baigan is too similar to boiled water, so I took the wrong one."

Conan talked nonsense seriously, glanced at the bottle of white liquor in the wine cabinet, and moved the bench under the wine cabinet behind the sofa with his right foot.

Xiachuan: ...

Xiaolan:......

"Conan is a bad boy who loves to lie, (▼へ▼メ)"

Well, this excuse didn't even fool Anya.

"I swear, I won't drink anymore... that was the last time."

Conan spread his hands helplessly.

It seems like it's time to ask Dr. Agasa to buy me a bottle and drink my fill.

He must have become an adult yesterday, he had a clear understanding of this, the two intense heart pains left a deep impression on him as if they were still vivid in his mind.

However, he still can't figure out why he fell into a coma after the transformation, and who put him in the bedroom.

Someone must know his identity. Who is it?

Hattori Heiji? Or Natsukawa in front of him?

Both of them are quite suspicious. When Hattori was solving the case in the study at that time, could it be Natsukawa?

No, this morning, Xiaolan persuaded the department to let her say hello to him on his behalf, what does this mean...

Damn it, he doesn’t have Hattori Heiji’s contact information, so he has no way of confirming it now. He really wants to call Hattori and confront him, and ask him what he knows.

Today, Xiaolan looked at him with a clearly strange look in her eyes, as if she was scrutinizing him. She wondered what had happened on the night he was unconscious.

Fortunately, the Tsujimura family’s murder case did not result in the wrong arrest, which was a blessing in disguise.

"Okay, if Conan doesn't ask for leave, I'll take him to school."

"Thank you very much, Xiachuan brother."

Xiaolan bowed politely, but Conan rolled his eyes.

He originally wanted to ask for leave, but after Xiaolan took his temperature and found it was fine, she rejected the request.

How can children not go to school?

These are Xiaolan’s original words.

Conan felt depressed and wanted to complain but didn't dare to.

Damn, I’m already a sophomore in high school!

That’s why the drinking scene at the beginning happened.

The purpose is to become a 17-year-old high school student and refuse to go to school.

As a result, he was discovered by Xiaolan before he could finish the drink, and he spit all the wine on Kogoro Mouri's desk.

If Natsukawa knew what Conan was thinking, he would definitely tell him with a sneer: Today is Wednesday, even if you are seventeen years old you can't escape going to school today!

Unless it shrinks into a cradle baby.

The picture of Conan sucking milk powder is quite fresh and refined.

"Okay, let's go."

GTR successfully transformed into a school bus.

On the way, Anya couldn't help but take out the newspaper and put it in front of Conan.

"Conan, I solved yesterday's case! I, Aniya, am the leader of the Junior Detective Team!"

The corners of the shrunken famous detective's mouth twitched. The little brat who couldn't even recognize a single word was actually showing off to him.

He felt very disdainful of Ania's show-off behavior, but because he only knew about the Tsujimura family case through Xiaolan's verbal description, when he saw the newspaper now, he naturally took it to check the details.

In Anya's eyes, this scene was a sign of the other party admitting defeat.

It has to be me!

Anya was very proud!

It's a pity that today is a full moon and my ability is not working, otherwise I would definitely listen to whether Conan is really convinced.

Soon, the car arrived at the gate of Teitan Primary School.

After many pick-ups and drop-offs, Xia Chuan is very familiar with the road conditions from his home to Teitan Elementary School. The journey is extremely smooth and the traffic lights seem to give way to him, which is quite magical.

"Ania, please listen carefully in class."

Aniya, who was originally happy and proud, suddenly drooped when she heard her father's words before leaving. ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3

It’s not that the baby doesn’t work hard, it’s mainly because learning is really too difficult.

When I thought about the exam today, my ability failed again. I’m doomed. There’s no way I could cheat.

uncomfortable.

Conan, who had just finished reading the newspaper, looked at Anya in shock.

"You saw the whole process of the murderer killing people from the beginning?"

Anya came back to her senses and nodded, "Yeah."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Conan almost vomited blood.

He felt a lump in his throat when he saw the headline in the newspaper: A six-year-old girl saw through the truth. If Anya had told him earlier, he wouldn't have had to force the CPU to run when he had a fever and fainted.

"Because I'm afraid that I'll end up like you, with a bump on my head from being hit by Uncle Maori."

Conan: ...

I, I...was speechless.

Chapter 33: It is safest to throw people into the high seas

Frank converted the basement of the villa's garage into an interrogation area.

It draws on the interrogation environment of certain special departments.

An interrogation room with a smaller observation room attached.

A one-way mirror was embedded in the partition wall between the two rooms. The observation room could see inside, but the interrogation room could not see outside.

When I entered the observation room, Frank was sitting in the middle. He must have not slept last night, his eyes behind his lenses were a little red, and there were several empty coffee cans on the table.

In the interrogation room behind the one-way mirror, Director Jinchuan looked even more depressed than last night. His remaining hair was crumpled into a ball, his hands were handcuffed, and his lower body was fixed to a stool, unable to move.

His eyes were wide open and he couldn't stop trying to cover his ears with his hands, but because of the handcuffs, he could only cover one ear.

Xia Chuan was not unfamiliar with this scene, this was Master Frank's DJ attack!

There should be a DJ playing in the interrogation room right now, and it should be the loudest one. Since the whole room is soundproof, no one outside can hear it. All you can see is Jinchuan's painful expression.

"How about it?"

As soon as Xia Chuan opened his mouth, Frank immediately trembled.

Because he was too tired, he didn't notice anyone coming in.

"Finally you're here. I've asked almost all the questions."

"If that's about the same, why are you still playing the DJ?" Xiachuan pointed at Director Jinchuan behind the one-way mirror. His expression clearly showed that he was under a noise attack.

Frank pointed to the switch, and it was indeed off.

"He seems crazy. He was like this in the second half of yesterday night." He shrugged indifferently. He had already asked all the questions anyway. Once Xia Chuan confirmed that there was no problem, he would deal with it. It didn't matter whether he was crazy or not.

Xia Chuan said "hmm", indicating that Frank could start talking.

"In fact, he doesn't know much." Frank cleared his throat and continued, "He and Tequila were approached by the other party to make the drug deal."

"Taken the initiative?" Xia Chuan asked doubtfully, "How did the winery find Jin Chuan so accurately?"

Frank shook his head. "I don't know, but Jinchuan had experience with drugs before he got involved in the drug business, so this might have something to do with it."

Xia Chuan nodded. Judging from the big monkey's face, it was indeed too pale. It must have been attracting fans for quite some time.

"His deal with Tequila has lasted for two years. Previously, Tequila would deliver goods to him on a regular basis every month. Sometimes it wasn't Tequila who delivered the goods, but the deliverymen were basically dressed in black. However, he was sure that Tequila was probably the one with the highest status among those who delivered the goods to him. The other deliverymen basically didn't have code names."

"Right!" Frank thought for a moment and said, "He mentioned that one of the deliveries was special. Two people came. One of them had a silver-haired man with a scent that was even more fragrant than tequila, and the other, a fat man, called the tall, thin silver-haired man "Big Brother."

"Ah."

Xia Chuan nodded, probably gin and vodka.

"Does he know any other information about the winery? Like its base or something like that?"

"No." Frank sighed and rubbed his sore eyes. "The only thing he could provide was the logistics company he mentioned yesterday, called Rabbit Express. It's a very perfunctory name."

As he spoke, he pulled out a document from under the table. "This company is affiliated with the Rakumoto Group. The Rakumoto family is also considered a big family in Tokyo. Although there are not many people, they have a lot of money. The winery may have some connection with this family."

"When I investigated this family, I found that they seemed to be in a state of chaos. They were having a lot of unpleasantness because of the family property. The person who had contact with the winery might not be the Ryūmoto Group, but a member of their family."

Xia Chuan took the document and looked at it: "You mean someone in their family colluded with the winery, or someone in their family is a member of the winery."

"That's right, but you have to investigate who it is. The wedding of the second daughter of the Rakumoto family, Rakumoto Natsue, is about to be held on Rakumoto Island, not far from Tsukikage Island."

Xia Chuan chuckled, "We can deal with it together when the time comes. By the way, remind me when the time comes."

Although the Ryūmoto family was brought up, there was basically no information about Tequila. In fact, the transactions between the two had always been like what Xia Chuan saw last night. There was too little communication, and the total number of words in the conversation was less than a hundred.

"Do you have any other questions?" Frank made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, be careful not to leave any traces. This is Neon, where detectives are everywhere. If you don't handle it well, you'll be easily caught by the detectives."

Especially don't let Conan find out...

Natsukawa from the Metropolitan Police Department didn't take it seriously.

The really difficult people in this world are detectives. They can always make bold assumptions, and then the truth of the matter is easily assumed by them.

It's really outrageous, so you need to be extremely careful.

"Don't worry." Frank made an OK gesture, full of confidence.

"I borrowed a helicopter from the IRS and will just throw the man into the high seas to feed the sharks. This is the safest way I can think of. Even if the detectives and the police look for clues, they can't just look for a needle in the haystack."

"You are amazing. You can think of such an idea." Xia Chuan was speechless, but he had to admit that this idea was brilliant.

Frank spread his hands. "You were the one who said we should be cautious. Besides, this isn't a difficult task for the IRS. It's not an armed combat helicopter, just an ordinary helicopter. It's not a big problem. We are doing things for them now, so it's reasonable for us to provide a little help."

Xia Chuan shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.

As for where the IRS got the helicopter in Japan, Xia Chuan didn't ask. The IRS was not so bad that it couldn't handle such a small matter. There were many wealthy people in Japan who owned civilian helicopters.

Don't think about it, just leave.

Xiachuan still has a video of Conan shrinking in his hand, which he has not had time to watch.

If you watch it on a mobile phone, the screen is too small, and even if it is a flip phone, the screen quality is very poor. You have to use a big-butt computer to have a better visual experience.

Frank didn't catch up. He had to deal with Jinchuan's affairs and was contacting the IRS to determine where the helicopter would land.

But even if Frank wanted to see it, Xiachuan didn't plan to share the video with him. This was a little secret between him and Conan, although Conan didn't know it yet.

Find the computer, quickly open it, take out the SD card, put it into the card reader, and then insert it into the host.

The next moment, a pop-up window popped up on the computer.

Xia Chuan quickly found the video and clicked to play.

After the video starts, there is a silence period of about ten minutes, during which time Kudo Shinichi is still asleep.

Should I send a copy to Conan? If so, where should I send it to?

Kudo's house, Agasa's house or the Mori Detective Agency?

Thinking about Conan's surprise and fear after receiving the video, the video has quietly come to the eve of Kudo becoming smaller.

In the video, Kudo Shinichi wakes up from a deep sleep, presses his arm on his chest, his face is as pale as paper, and his expression is like that of a constipated patient.