Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Angostura received the MMS message at the same time and was silent on the phone for a long time.

"Understand what Dubonnet means."

"I know."

Gin was a little surprised that Angostura would explain to him, and the irritability in his tone faded a little, "I'll hang up if I'm fine."

Angostura pressed again, "Wait, where else do you want to go?"

"You're new here, go to the training ground and practice."

"Okay, then the sooner you die, the sooner you pass away—er, ahem, the sooner you go, the sooner you come back."

Gin: "..."

Let him die early and be reborn soon, right?
Good, it looks like he'll need to prepare a five-kilo bomb the next time he visits Angostra.

Putting down his phone, Gin walked towards the subway exit with a sullen face.

He didn't lie to Angostura, he really wanted to go to the training ground to practice.

……

"Uncle Maori, I'm going out..."

Maori Detective Agency.

Conan was holding a ball, wearing his unchanging blue suit, looking like he was ready to go out and play football.

As a primary school student, he has already had his holidays.

As a model student, Xiaolan is still attending classes at Teitan High School.

Kogoro Mouri was still the same as usual. When he had nothing to do, he would sit in front of his desk, smoking, drinking beer, reading newspapers, watching live horse racing, etc. Mainly because there were inexplicably fewer cases recently and he had nothing to do.

...Or, it cannot be said that there are fewer cases, but the cases are getting bigger and bigger, so big that he cannot be involved. For example, a congressman was killed in broad daylight, explosions occurred in more than a dozen places in Tokyo, and a black-haired gun fight occurred somewhere.

"What? You're going to play football with your classmates?" Maori Kogoro poked his face out from behind the newspaper, his eyes full of decadence, "It's almost lunch time at this hour."

Conan paused while opening the door, turned his head, and smiled, "Well! I've agreed with Hiroki and Mr. Lin that I'll go to their house at noon and play video games together in the afternoon..."

"You kids really have a lot of free time."

Maori Kogoro's tone was hard to tell whether it was envy or jealousy, or perhaps there was some inexplicable emotion in it. He waved his hand impatiently and continued to bury his face in the newspaper, "Go! If you want to go, go quickly. Don't stand here and get in the way."

Conan: "..."

What's the matter with him just standing at the door? Uncle Maori's attitude is as bad as ever!

After complaining in his heart with disgust, Conan opened the door, slammed it shut to vent his anger, and ran downstairs with a thump thump thump.

However, the direction he left was not towards the park or Lie's home, but... the doctor's home.

Yoneka Town 2-chome.

Dr. Agasa knew that Conan was coming today, so he didn't lock the door, allowing Conan to walk in directly.

However, when Conan came in, Dr. Agasa was concentrating on his research and inventions, and did not notice the lonely little Conan at first. As a result, Conan took a big speaker from the table and shouted a few words in the doctor's ear before successfully attracting his attention.

"Oh! Shinichi, it's you who's here..."

Dr. Agasa took a deep breath and rubbed his ear which had just been injured.

Conan knew that his behavior was inappropriate, so he quietly put down the speaker and rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry, Doctor. I called you several times just now but you didn't respond, so... By the way, is Huibara in the basement?"

Dr. Agasa put away the speaker and said, "Ai, this morning, Mr. Cangfeng came and took her away. He said he wanted to take her to tutoring."

When Dr. Agasa thought about the cold and ferocious face he saw when he just woke up and opened the door, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body and couldn't help shivering.

Conan was puzzled, and his face twitched: "Tutoring, homework?" Could he be doing something unspeakable? So suspicious... Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to care too much for the time being.

"Forget it, leave them alone." Conan sighed, "Doctor, have you found the information I asked you to find?"

Conan came to the professor's house mainly to ask Professor Agasa for the information he asked him to look up last time, and to pick up the charged skateboard by the way. He had to rush to Lie's house later...

Dr. Agasa blinked twice: "Information? What information?"

"…About Hiroki!"

Conan rolled his eyes.

Last time I met his father at the game conference, his father said some incomprehensible things to Hiroki, and told him to check it himself if he wanted to know...

It's really too much to be such a riddle person!

So now Dr. Agasa is also pretending to be stupid with him?
Conan was already thinking about the possibility of jumping 1.5 meters on the spot and hitting a big bump on Dr. Agasa's head.

"Oh! Are you talking about that thing..." Dr. Agasa was not pretending to be stupid, but his mind was mostly filled with weird research-related knowledge, and his brain short-circuited for a while, "As for Hiroki, I didn't find any special information."

"No?" Conan's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment.

"Well, but not completely."

Dr. Agasa hesitated to speak.

He thought about it, operated a few times on the computer, probably a document in a file, and called Conan over, "Shinichi, why don't you come and take a look yourself... Although I found some information about Hiroki, this child's surname is not Chi Yan..."

Not your last name Chi Yan?

Conan was stunned at first, then he understood.

Since Mr. Lin was talking nonsense to him at the beginning, it is very likely that Hongshu's identity was also fabricated, but he didn't tell the doctor...

Therefore, the 'Hiroki' that the doctor found is probably the real Hiroki.

Just as he was thinking this, a line of large words about the title came into his sight and he fell silent instantly...

The information contained scanned copies of old news from the American Times, and everything was written in English. However, with Conan's English skills, translation was naturally no problem.

《The adopted son of the president of Syndra Corporation, the Internet genius Hiroki Sawada, passed away. What is the truth behind this? 》

Conan: "..."

After a brief moment of shock, he quickly glanced at the news.

After reading it, he said goodbye to Dr. Agasa in a low voice with a gloomy face, took the skateboard, and left under the latter's worried gaze.

He began to understand a little bit what his father meant by the conversation between him and Hiroki at the Syndra Corporation press conference.

Mr. Lin, and Hiroki...

You guys cheated me so hard!!
Conan's heart was roaring.

-

"Ah, so this is why you are late, Conan-chan~"

Beika-cho 3-chome.

Lie licked his lollipop harmlessly, holding John's hand and winking at Conan.

"Isn't that enough?" Conan was a little exasperated. "How many things have you guys hidden from me?"

Why does his dad know it but he doesn't? !

Lie smoothed his fur soothingly: "Okay, okay~ It's not much, let's go quickly~ Aren't you very worried about Teacher Judy's situation?"