Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 648 I broke through my own limits?

People say the Metropolitan Police Department is useless, but in reality, they are often able to solve cases.

However, detectives are more efficient, and the premise of not letting the criminal leave also avoids the problem of insufficient evidence chain that may occur later.

"Takagi, Chiba, pack up Itakura Taku's things, and pay special attention to this Go board, make sure there are no changes."

Inspector Megure glanced at the strange water stains on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Have someone clean this up while you're at it. The case is solved, so a simple cleaning shouldn't be a problem."

At that moment, while Inspector Takagi and the others were gathering evidence, Conan ran to Natsukawa's side again: "Natsukawa-nii, hurry up and think of something, or your duffel bag will be taken too. I just saw that Itakura Taku had a lot of disks in his duffel bag, and a diary disk as well."

“Itakura Taku has a habit of keeping a diary, and we may discover some things we don’t know from it.”

"Before I came here, I heard from the client that Itakura Taku seemed to know Tequila. Maybe he's the key!"

What? Agave is the breakthrough?
I've broken through my own limits?

Xia Chuan imagined the scene for a moment, did not refute it, and then smiled at Inspector Megure: "Um, Inspector Megure, can I have this duffel bag?"

"Ok?"

Inspector Megure asked suspiciously, "What do you need Itakura Suguru's bag for? Although the case is solved, these items still need to be retrieved. The dust won't settle until the court delivers its verdict, I'm afraid..."

I am very grateful for Xia Chuan's help, but what Xia Chuan wanted was really beyond my capabilities.

If Ryusuke Soma later denies his actions, then he may need to use the items in the luggage bag.

"Of course I won't make things difficult for you, because I suspect that Itakura Taku is involved in a tax evasion case. He's dead now, but the disk in his suitcase may contain some evidence."

"So this is ah!"

Following official procedures, Inspector Megure naturally had no problems.

They directly gave Xia Chuan face.

As for whether Itakura Taku was involved in any tax evasion case, that has nothing to do with their First Investigation Division.

It's about doing Xia Chuan a favor.

"Thanks, Inspector Megure. I'll have the National Tax Service issue you an evidence collection form later."

It's that simple?
Conan stared at Natsukawa in disbelief.

After Inspector Megure refused, he was already despondent, never expecting that he could obtain the disk in this way.

It seems that his thinking is not flexible enough.

However, why didn't Brother Xia Chuan say so sooner, making him worry for so long for nothing?

Seeing Conan's constantly changing expressions, Natsukawa found it amusing and, for some reason, became interested, ruffling Conan's hair.

This naturally displeased Conan, but with so many adults present, he couldn't say anything and could only awkwardly deal with it.

After giving my statement and returning home, it was nearly midnight. Occasionally, I could see drunkards walking by on the street.

Natsukawa looked at Conan following behind him and called out to Kogoro Mouri, "Mr. Mouri, Conan has to go to school tomorrow, right? We need to take him home to sleep. Anya said that Conan's mental state hasn't been very good lately, so he definitely can't stay up late."

"Hey!"

Conan was excited, looking forward to what he was about to see, but Natsukawa's words relegated him to the sidelines.

That's inhuman! Xia Chuan!
He helped him find Itakura Suguru, but then he turned his back on him. How is that any different from Yuri?
An indescribable anger welled up inside him, but he could only let Kogoro Mouri drag him home by the back of his collar.

As she left, her pitiful, hopeful eyes seemed to be telling of her grievances.

Anya leaned out of the second-floor window, rubbing her eyes groggily. Seeing Conan being carried around, she felt her sleep quality instantly improve.

After shooing Anya, who had run out to ask what was going on, back to her room, Natsukawa first went to check on Joel in his room, and then confirmed that Ai Haibara had gone back to her room to sleep. Placing Itakura Taku's duffel bag on the table, Natsukawa began checking its quantity and type.

Itakura Taku prefers to use disk recording.

However, this is normal. USB flash drives have limited capacity, and for software engineers, a hard disk is often needed to fully store the software they develop.

Xia Chuan picked out three unused disks, which were labeled with the words "Shogi," "Western Chess," and "Go," respectively.

Then she put the disk containing her diary entries aside.

Of course, there were more than just these things in the bag; there was also a large stack of unlabeled disks, which Natsukawa suspected were all related to the winery.

To prevent the disk from harboring viruses or having a backdoor that could destroy the disk upon startup on any non-specific computer, he did not open it using his own computer and planned to have Frank handle it the next day.

Xia Chuan was exhausted from this period and didn't want to disturb Frank's sleep in the middle of the night.

However, he doesn't want to disturb others' sleep, but others might not let him off the hook.

I had just finished washing up and changing my clothes when the phone rang.

At midnight, who else could it be but the midnight ghost ringer?

With this question in mind, Xia Chuan picked up his phone and paused slightly when he saw the caller's name.

"Hey? Yuri, what's wrong calling me so late?"

That's right, it was Yuri who called.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? I've called several times already."

Xia Chuan picked up his phone and looked at it. Good heavens, in the ten or so minutes he was taking a shower, Yuri had called him almost every three to five minutes.

Judging from the frequency of the phone calls, it's probably something urgent.

Even if it's about the winery, they shouldn't have contacted me so late; the police should have handled it themselves.

Unless it's related to me.

Once this thought arose, Xia Chuan's heart began to tremble uncontrollably.

His expression immediately turned solemn, and his voice became much more dignified: "I was taking a shower just now. You can just say what you need to say. There's no one else around."

"problem occurs."

Yuri's voice was accompanied by considerable background noise, suggesting he was in the car. There were also scattered voices nearby, indicating that there were other people in the car.

We were still in the car at that moment, and the noise was clearly coming from a vehicle traveling at high speed.

Driving with the windows open late at night indicates that there are several smokers inside the car, and it needs ventilation.

The fact that several people were smoking in the car, and quite a lot of it, suggests that something very serious must have happened, something that has left these police officers very troubled and at a loss.

Twilight Villa!

Xia Chuan immediately realized that it might be related to the Twilight Villa.

Recalling the commotion at the distillery over the past few days, Xia Chuan's expression turned quite grim.

What I fear most is that Karasuma Renya will bypass the brewery to do his work, which would leave him without any intelligence sources and make it impossible for him to anticipate the enemy's moves.

If it really is a brewery, then it means that the screening of members within the organization has likely already begun!

(End of this chapter)