Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Nakajima shook his head, pretending calmly that he didn't know him. "No, I haven't seen him before. He must be a friendly competitor."

Because of the press conference, not only game enthusiasts came, but also reporters and people from other game development companies, so there is no problem in saying this, it is reasonable.

As for Xia Chuan, he went to the front desk as soon as he got the key.

He just tripped Conan because he was unhappy with Conan's previous suspicion of him and it was a revenge for Conan's previous behavior.

It's hard for Xiachuan to do anything to the opponent under this pseudonym, but at other times, he can secretly deal with Conan.

The press conference was in full swing, everyone gathered at the press conference site, and the front desk seemed a little quiet.

"how's it going."

Xia Chuan came to the front desk and handed the key to Frank, who was disguised as the lobby manager.

"I sent the receptionist away. By the way, the bomb has been planted and the items have been found."

Frank looked as if he had seen a ghost and said, "That guy named Takeshita looked a bit cowardly, but I didn't expect that he actually had a bomb hidden in his suitcase."

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, "Fortunately you alerted me in advance."

Xia Chuan hummed and continued to ask: "Where is the list?"

"Here." Frank handed a small note to Xia Chuan, "The bombs have all been installed. As long as they open the suitcase when they return, 'bong~'."

Frank clenched his fist and then opened it again, with a smug smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory, as if he had already seen the explosion.

"Oh, there's one bomb left."

Because a bomb was already installed in Takeshita's suitcase, Frank did not open it. The environment did not allow him to have time to defuse the bomb, and even getting rid of the receptionist took him a lot of effort.

"Take it back and save it for next time. I'll go make a phone call."

Next, I have to call Vodka to let him know I’m safe.

Although Vodka's phone number could not be obtained from Tequila, Xia Chuan still managed to extract Vodka's number from Tequila's communication device through technical means.

"Well, be careful. Do you need me to pick you up?"

Xia Chuan shook his head. "No need. The winery is still very cautious. I'm afraid they'll find you. You'd better stay at home and contact the IRS. Tequila's body needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Xia Chuan turned and left.

This scene was seen by Conan who had just come out of the bathroom.

You are obviously not an employee of Mantangtang, so why is he holding Mantangtang’s suitcase?

So suspicious!

Seeing the suitcase in the black-clothed man's hand, Conan fell into deep thought, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.

Watching the man in black slowly walking away, Conan thought for a long time and decided to follow him. This man might be suspicious. Even if he was not a member of the Black Organization, he might be a commercial spy.

The lounge area in the lobby of Rice Flower Hotel.

Xia Chuan walked to the public phone, put in a coin, picked up the phone and started calling Vodka.

While waiting for the call to be connected, he caught a glimpse of Conan following him stealthily.

But he didn't care. That was the original plot. There was no need for him to avoid Conan. It would be good for him to let nature take its course and uncover the mystery of the winery.

He also didn't want to affect the plot too much. If the plot really developed in an uncontrollable direction, then the IRS's mission might be ruined. There was no need for him to take this risk.

For this reason, Xia Chuan raised his voice even more after the call was connected.

"Hello, it's me, Tequila."

At this time, his voice was exactly the same as Tequila's. Without the help of any props, he just used ventriloquism to imitate Tequila's voice out of thin air.

Compared to Conan who pretended to buy drinks, this is undoubtedly much smarter. At least he doesn't need to hang a bow voice changer around his neck, which sometimes looks pretty stupid.

Natsukawa even paid attention to the detail of the so-called Osaka accent.

"How's the mission going?"

Vodka's voice was a bit dull and sounded a bit otaku-like. This was the first time Xia Chuan heard Vodka's voice.

"Vodka, tell Gin that the mission has been completed. I will meet up with you guys next."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiachuan heard a noise behind him. He turned around and saw that Conan's wallet had fallen to the ground.

You are still too young, detective.

He was so frightened that his hands were shaking. He had no self-discipline of a detective at all.

He also said that he was a fan of Sherlock Holmes, but he would never do that.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, a kid dropped his wallet. See you tonight."

Click, the phone hangs up.

"Uncle, can you lift your foot? My coin seems to have fallen under your feet." Conan's cute voice came from under his feet.

"It's you again, little brat. Sorry, my feet stink. I'll give this to you, but I don't want the coins under your feet." As he said that, Xia Chuan took out a ten-thousand-dollar bill from his wallet and threw it on the ground, as if he was treating a beggar. After giving alms, he even stepped on the bill before leaving.

Want to install a bug under my feet? Bah, dream on!

Conan was confused. This wasn't the way the script should have gone!

Looking at Fukuzawa Yukichi lying on the ground, he picked it up helplessly. It would be a waste if he didn't want it. However, the brain circuit of this man in black was not normal at all.

A normal person wouldn't drop a 10,000 yuan bill even if he didn't lift his foot. And the gin and vodka mentioned by the other party just now, are they the two who drugged me? It must be them.

Conan's emotions were very complicated, with a sense of pride and deep pain.

Deyi finally found the clue of the Black Organization. The pain was heartache. The pain that occurred when it was shrinking and growing reappeared in his memory at this moment, and the pain was particularly intense.

No, I need to cheer up.

The next moment, Conan's eyes were filled with determination, and his blood suddenly boiled. The sequelae of the cold also completely disappeared at this moment, and he was revived with full blood.

But Xia Chuan won't wait for him.

When Conan finished feeding himself chicken soup, Natsukawa had already walked to the door and got into a taxi and left.

hateful!

Conan stood at the door of the Rice Flower Restaurant, filled with regret. When he ran to the door, he only breathed in a mouthful of exhaust fumes and watched the other party disappear around the corner of the road.

I just spent too much time thinking, and this person named Tequila ran away.

wrong!

Go to the front desk and ask, maybe they know something.

When Tequila left just now, he seemed to have said a few words to the front desk.

Although he didn't hear anything, he saw the two people's lips moving, so they must have been talking about something, which might give him some clues.

Conan quickly ran to the front desk.

"Uncle, is that man in black just now an employee of Mantiantang?"

Frank was about to leave when he heard the voice and glanced at Conan, who was not much shorter than him.

This little guy really came.

Xia Chuan is really good at predicting things.

Chapter 45: Paying for knowledge is reasonable

Frank pretended not to know who Conan was talking about. He scratched his head and said, "Who are you talking about? There are a lot of people here today, and there are several uncles in black clothes."

"He's the one in black clothes, black pants, and a black hat. He has a square face and a fierce expression. He doesn't look like someone who's easy to get along with."

Conan tried hard to describe the characteristics of the tequila he saw to the manager in front of him. This was his last straw.

"Oh~ You mean him? I do have some impression of him."

Frank pushed his glasses up and showed a sly smile, "But why should I tell you? You are just a little brat, why do you want to ask about adults' affairs?"

Conan paused, the identity of a child is really not easy to use. But fortunately, he still has the famous detective Maori Kogoro as a trump card.

"Uncle Maori asked me to ask. You know him, the spokesperson for the 'Detective Maori Kogoro's Mystery Mansion' that was just released on Manten."

Conan was very skilled at exaggerating. "Uncle Maori suspects that this uncle is a member of a certain Yakuza gang. I hope you can provide some useful information."

In his opinion, if he brought up Uncle Mori's reputation, the lobby manager in front of him should tell him everything he knew. He had done this many times, and Inspector Megure followed his instructions.

However, he was caught off guard as soon as the other party opened his mouth.

"How can this be? Mr. Maori can't even ask. If you want to investigate personal privacy, even if the Metropolitan Police Department comes, they will have to issue an investigation warrant. It's really difficult for me to do this. Little boy, if you are playing a detective game, go to the press conference."

Conan's smile faded, and he looked extremely uncomfortable because he didn't get the answer he wanted.

But looking at the lobby manager's tone and expression, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Here!"

Conan stood on tiptoe and placed a picture of Fukuzawa Yukichi on the table.

"Haha, kid, you asked the right person. I did hear something just now."

Frank skillfully put Fukuzawa Yukichi into his pocket and said, "I also think that guy is not a good person. If I can help Mr. Maori, it would be a great thing."

"So what?" Conan couldn't wait. This lobby manager talked too much nonsense.

“The guy asked me if there was anywhere nearby where he could rent a car.”

"And then?" Conan asked.

"Well..." Frank pushed his glasses and rubbed his hands with a smile.

His actions were extremely obscene, and he seemed afraid of being discovered. He looked around while rubbing his fingers.

All right......

Conan reluctantly took out his wallet, pulled out a Fukuzawa Yukichi note and handed it over.

Pay for knowledge, that makes sense.

"I told him to go to Aoyama Car Rental at Beika-cho 5-chome."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, feel free to ask me any questions you have!"

Frank happily put the two Fukuzawa Yukichi notes into his pocket. It didn't matter whether they were worth money or not. The main thing was that it was fun to tease the children.

Especially Edogawa Conan, Natsukawa seems to be very concerned about this little guy.

......

Xia Chuan had already arrived downstairs of the Daihei Building at this time.

On the roadside downstairs, a Porsche 356A was parked quietly, and a female traffic policeman in a skirt suit was issuing tickets.

Wow, she even dared to give a ticket to Gin’s car. She’s so brave.

Shaking his head, Xia Chuan walked straight into the Daikoku Building and went straight to the cocktail bar on the top floor.

Because it was only evening and not yet time for nightlife, the door of the bar was closed and the whole floor was quiet. Even the lights were not on, and it seemed that no one was there.

However, Xia Chuan knew that the vodka and gin were in the bar, and the car was parked downstairs, so how could they not be there?

The reason why the lights are not turned on is probably to avoid attracting attention.

"You came."

As soon as he reached the door, Xia Chuan heard a dull male voice.

I looked up at the surveillance camera and saw a flashing red light, which clearly showed it was working. There was also a small speaker next to it, and the sound just now came from it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the glass door of the bar opened.

The corridor of the bar is quite long. Turning left halfway leads to the bar hall, and going straight leads directly to the backstage.

Soon, Xia Chuan arrived at the backstage door.

There is also a door here, but it is a thick aluminum alloy door, and its shape and material are very similar to the door of a bank and insurance company where he had lurked before.

"Please proceed with fingerprinting."

A mechanical sound was heard, and a small groove appeared on the right side of the door. A small box popped out from inside. A green light flashed on the box. It was a fingerprint scanning device.

Xia Chuan calmly pressed his right thumb up.