The world of science is unscientific

The night sky that day was the same as today.

Shinichi...

"Conan, do you think people really change?" Ran Mouri asked, sounding a little dejected. "If someone leaves, do they really change?"

"This feeling of waiting... is really too tiring."

Conan forced a smile and comforted him, "Don't worry, Shinichi won't change. He's still the same person you used to know..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he saw tears in Ran Mouri's eyes.

A voice in his mind suddenly became much clearer: "Be honest, be honest! Tell her everything. Can you bear to watch her continue waiting alone like this?! How many tears has she shed for you? Are you still planning to keep it a secret?"

That voice, seemingly imbued with seductive magic, instantly caused Conan's heart to crumble considerably.

"If you were Shinichi, I wonder how wonderful that would be."

Ran Mouri herself didn't know why she said that, and quickly wiped away her tears, "I'm such an idiot, what kind of talk is that..."

These words were like a heavy blow to Conan's heart.

He really wanted to just tell everyone everything.

No, absolutely not.

I absolutely cannot say.

I need to find out their identities first. I absolutely cannot reveal the truth before I've dealt with them!

Just then, a person suddenly walked out of a phone booth they were passing by.

This breath...

That man in the knitted hat!

Why are you crying again? Why are you always crying?

Shuichi Akai lit a cigarette and said something casually.

"Can't I cry?" Ran Mouri wiped away her tears and looked directly at the man in front of her.

Conan was completely bewildered. What did this mean? Ran knew that man?!

“No,” Shuichi Akai paused for a moment, then walked past the two of them, “I just remembered a woman who looks a lot like you.”

"She pretends to be calm on the surface, but cries behind people's backs. She's such a fool."

Conan couldn't hold back any longer and quickly asked, "Ran-neechan, do you know that person?"

After hearing Ran Mouri's explanation, he realized that the man he encountered when he met the white-haired highway demon in New York had met Ran Mouri before.

At the time, the people next to the other party were wearing clothes with the word 'FBI' on them.

What are federal agents doing here in Japan?

When Conan looked up again, Shuichi Akai had completely disappeared.

He suddenly thought of Yusuke Suzuki. Before returning to Japan, his friend had been living in England, and there was an organization in England called MI6.

Could Yusuke Suzuki be a member of MI6?

What are all these foreign intelligence agents doing in Japan...?

Conan was a little confused.

"Let's go home, Conan."

At that moment, Ran Mouri reached out her hand to him.

"Ok!"

But as soon as he took a step, Conan began to doubt the identity of the man again. Could he really be an FBI agent? Back then, that highway monster was clearly murdered under the guise of suicide.

If the FBI was in the vicinity at the time, how could the killer have done that?

Speaking of which, when James was kidnapped before, Yusuke Suzuki teamed up with that man to rescue him. Could it be that they really know each other?

Furthermore, James ran away without saying a word afterward, which makes his identity highly suspicious...

Conan suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Currently, it seems quite likely that the man is an FBI agent, and it's also quite likely that Suzuki Yusuke is an MI6 agent...

Could one of my friends be a Japanese public security officer?

It's highly unlikely. There's no reason why the Japanese Public Security Bureau would team up with the FBI to rescue the FBI.

Never mind, let's get the contents of the disk out first.

After returning to the detective agency, Conan immediately ran away, leaving a note behind.

Chapter 272 Itakura Taku's Diary

Conan jogged all the way to Professor Agasa's house.

"Shinichi, you've come at the right time. My new invention, which I've been researching for a long time, is finally finished," Professor Agasa said as he opened the door for Conan. "In addition, I also made you a spare pair of tracking glasses, so you won't have to worry about the batteries running out in the future."

You know that too?

Conan mentally made a comment, but he was mostly moved.

"Where's Ai Haibara?"

"Ai should be taking a bath right now," Professor Agasa said, somewhat surprised. "What's wrong?"

Conan smiled with satisfaction, "That would be perfect."

"You...you're not going to peep at Ai taking a bath, are you!?" Professor Agasa's expression suddenly turned serious.

Conan: "..."

So this is the kind of person he is in the doctor's eyes?

Conan quickly explained the situation and went to the underground laboratory with Professor Agasa.

After inserting the magnetic disk, the long-awaited text finally unfolded before him.

Conan flipped through the pages excitedly, "This is it! March 17th, a guy with a Kansai accent..."

Agave!

However, it doesn't contain much information; it's really more like a diary.

There was no further information about the Black Organization.

"That's it?"

Conan's inner excitement was instantly extinguished.

“However, this Mr. Itakura seems to be quite careless in his work,” Professor Agasa said, leaning closer to the screen. “Look, the spacing between each paragraph is inconsistent, which is very uncomfortable to read.”

Upon hearing this, Conan reacted instantly, dragged the mouse, and pressed and dragged the left mouse button in the blank space, and new text appeared!

I'm tired. If this continues, I'll die one day.

“These are the key points,” Conan said, his eyes wide as he carefully examined the screen. “It seems Mr. Itakura has handled all the important information this way, so that there’s an extra layer of protection if someone tries to read the diary.”

"Peeping into the diary...could it be...?"

"Yes, I think it must be those guys."

Conan continued scrolling down.

The pen on my desk was moved five centimeters today; it seems someone broke into my room.

【...】

I left a note that said, 'I accept any conditions.'

I decided to call that number. A woman answered, speaking with the air of a queen. She said that if I completed the software development within a year, she would be willing to buy it for a high price.

That woman and that bearded man are probably working together; we'll switch to email communication now.

【...】

Recently, the person in charge of contacting me changed to a young man. Because the development progress was too slow, he and Gin threatened me. I felt like I had walked on the edge of death.

The moment Conan saw the name 'Gin,' he sat bolt upright—important information!

As for the young man that Itakura Taku mentioned... he subconsciously thought of the guy who rescued him from the wine cellar.

I've decided to move.

I've been discovered, and I've been warned and threatened again. That blond young man is far more terrifying than I imagined. His codename is "Wild Sparrow." I'm not sure if I heard correctly; I was terrified.

Weique?

Yellow hair?

Conan immediately realized that this person was definitely the guy who saved him, codenamed "Wild Sparrow"? "Finally, I know a little bit about you."

They haven't come to see me in a long time, so I've decided to move again.

I've been discovered again. I thought they weren't watching me anymore, but that was just wishful thinking. Luckily, I took my medication beforehand; otherwise, today might be my death anniversary.

【...】

There's no other way; I can't go on like this anymore. For the sake of all humanity.

The deadline they gave me was fast approaching, so I hid the unfinished software and the check they gave me in the computer at the villa, planning to escape abroad and live a secluded life.

I know they will specify the delivery time and location of the software via email in a few days, but I don't know exactly when. However, Weique seems to still have some patience with me and wants to try something.

[After waiting a day, Wei Que agreed. Five days later, at midnight, they would contact me via email first. At that time, I would tell them the new transaction location. Before that, I needed to find a way to leave the country.]

Conan glanced at the date of the last diary entry; it was four days ago... He then checked the time. So, there were still three hours left?

The 'new' transaction location that Itakura Taku mentioned must definitely be the villa, and there seems to be enough time...

It's done!

Just as Conan was about to speak, Professor Agasa reminded him, "Shinichi, there seems to be another part to watch at the very end."

Conan manipulated the mouse, slowly revealing the content.

I don't know what those people are trying to do with this software. Lately, I keep thinking about that woman's bizarre wording during our first phone call. I was so angry that I asked her directly what she wanted, and she actually laughed and answered me in English.