The world of science is unscientific

【We can be both God and Devil,Since we're trying to raise the dead against the shream of time.】

this......

Conan and Professor Agasa looked horrified. "We are both God and the devil, because..."

"We are trying to defy the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."

At that moment, a clear, cold voice rang out behind the two of them.

"Haiyuan!?"

"Ai..."

Ai Haibara had just finished showering, her hair still a little wet. "What is this? You two really have a lot of leisure time, actually reading this kind of fantasy novel."

“Yes…yes,” Professor Agasa quickly echoed Ai Haibara’s words, “this kind of novel is very popular now.”

Ai Haibara remained speechless. "So, Kudo, what are you doing here? By the way, did Yusuke bring you here?"

"Of course not, I got here on my own..."

Professor Agasa quickly came up with a reason for Conan: "Shinichi came here to test my new invention."

"Ah, right, right, right." Conan nodded hurriedly and laughed awkwardly.

After trying out the soccer belt, Conan's joy was palpable; it was a perfect match for his power-enhancing shoes!

Ai Haibara: "......"

"This is incredibly boring, I'm going to sleep."

Ai Haibara pushed open the door and left, returning to her bedroom. She picked up her phone and sent Yusuke Suzuki a goodnight message.

Chapter 273 Conan and Vodka

Metropolitan Police Department.

Yusuke Suzuki picked up his phone and replied with a "goodnight."

The two have now made saying goodnight to each other a daily routine; whoever falls asleep first posts the message first.

He had only driven less than a hundred meters when he realized something was wrong. If he left now, wouldn't he immediately have to tell Gin that Itakura Taku was dead?

If he goes straight home without telling Gin, he'll be in for a lot of trouble when the news comes out tomorrow morning.

However, it wouldn't be good to tell Gin the news too early, because that guy might arrive at the location where Itakura Taku released the software before Conan.

He found it hard to imagine Conan excitedly running over with Professor Agasa, only to find Gin and Vodka standing inside when they opened the door.

So he came back, ostensibly to help with taking a statement and to take the teacher home.

Inspector Megure had no doubt about his reasoning, since Kogoro Mouri never remembered the reasoning process after waking up from his slumber.

In the past, when taking his statement, it was basically pieced together by piecing together the statements of everyone at the scene. In terms of the completeness of the statement, it was actually Conan who did the best.

Since Suzuki Yusuke has made the request, Inspector Megure will not refuse.

After turning off his phone, Yusuke Suzuki continued to wait.

Meanwhile, Vodka finally got the chance to go on a mission alone.

Gin predicted that Itakura Taku might contact the police, sit in the base and direct the operation, and let him be in charge of the on-site transaction.

Moreover, he hadn't done a mission alone for a long time, and Vodka felt that this was also his older brother testing him to see if his abilities had declined.

Judging from the way Itakura Takumi acted when I went to see him with my older brother and Wei Que, he definitely wouldn't have the guts to contact the police. Besides, if he wanted to, he would have done so already.

Vodka glanced at the time; it was almost time.

He had already prepared the email content; all he needed to do was click send.

When the second hand stopped precisely, Vodka sent the email.

Before he could even light a cigarette, he received an email on his phone.

The email has been deleted because the recipient did not enter a password.

? ?

Vodka snapped his cigarette in half and made a phone call.

"Excuse me, the master is out now..."

No one answered?

Vodka left a message directly, "What's wrong? You should be there, right?"

Inside the villa, Conan and Professor Agasa's heart rates were already soaring; the other party was indeed monitoring the computer.

"They've already been exposed..."

As soon as Professor Agasa finished speaking, Conan chimed in, "However, it seems that no one is watching us nearby, and the other side doesn't know who we are, or even whether Mr. Itakura has encountered any problems."

Sure enough, Vodka continued shouting on the phone, "Answer me!"

"We all know you're in the villa right now, can't you just answer the phone? Are you deaf?! Do we really have to have Wei Que come looking for you in person?!"

Weique?

Conan swallowed hard, took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and put the voice changer to his mouth.

"I'm sorry, it's too dark in here. I couldn't find the phone for a moment. I think the villa's electricity must have been blown out by the wind and snow outside, which is why I couldn't open the emails you sent earlier."

Vodka breathed a sigh of relief when the person in question finally appeared. "That's what happens when you have to answer emails in some godforsaken mountain. Wait, that doesn't make sense either. If the battery was dead, why did it switch to voicemail?"

"I used a landline phone with a battery because this kind of thing often happens here whenever it snows."

"So this is ah."

"But you're really something, knowing I was here."

Vodka smiled smugly. "There's nothing about you that we don't know. You should have figured it out by now, right? Or are you thinking of moving again?"

move place...

If it weren't for Itakura Taku's diary entry on this information, Conan would be completely clueless. He quickly replied, "No, no, but are you still having people monitoring the villa?"

“Don’t be afraid,” Vodka said, switching the phone to his other hand. “Since Wei Que has agreed, we will definitely not get close to you casually.”

This Wei Que is indeed a big shot!

Conan instantly elevated the level of the Sparrow in his mind to the same level as Gin.

Vodka sneered, "The most important thing now is that software. You should have finished it by now. You'd better think about the consequences of trying to fool us."

"I barely managed to finish." Conan tried to speak as little as possible to avoid giving himself away.

At that moment, Vodka heard Professor Agasa turn on the light, and the two of them nervously tugged at each other again, thankfully Conan had strong composure.

"So I can't use the computer now. I think you should come to the villa now and we can make the deal here."

Conan knew Itakura Taku's thoughts, but he didn't know where the transaction location that this guy had initially told the Black Organization was. So he simply didn't wait for the other party to tell him first and directly asked him to come here for the transaction.

He'll call the police first. Since the other side values ​​this software so much, he can at least catch Vodka. If he can catch Gin...

However, things didn't turn out as well as Conan had imagined.

Vodka immediately became displeased upon hearing this. "What do you mean by this? Changing your mind again and again, playing us for fools!?"

"I...I didn't mean that..."

"Now, take the software to the location you mentioned earlier, and we'll proceed with the transaction as planned!"

Conan was completely dumbfounded. He should have known better than to speak first. Now look what's happened; how was he supposed to know where the planned transaction location was?

In his haste, he stammered, "Well, how about this, you guys decide on the new transaction location as my apology, okay?"

"Hmph~" Vodka snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, I'll only say it once, so you'd better listen carefully."

"You should know about the Xianqiao Station that's under construction right now. Tomorrow at midnight, go to the bottom floor and wait for me in front of coin locker number 0032. Don't forget to bring that most important software with you."

Conan was silent for a moment, then resolutely said, "No, I can't give it to you tomorrow. You know I have a heart condition, and I'll be hospitalized tomorrow."

“You don’t mean you haven’t even finished developing the software yet,” Vodka said coldly. “Delaying things like this won’t help.”

Conan's brain was working at lightning speed. The news of Itakura Suguru's death would be announced tomorrow morning, at which point his chances of getting involved would be completely over.

Now, the transaction must be scheduled before dawn, and it must be requested by the other party, because the previous mistakes have eroded their trust.

Then, he changed the subject, his tone becoming more tense, "I have already completed the software development."

"So when exactly do you plan to deliver the goods? If you and I can't reach an agreement, then Wei Que will have to bring me to your door to ask for them."

"Well... let's wait until I'm discharged from the hospital, about three or four days, no, please give me five more days."

"Get out of here, postpone your hospitalization."

Chapter 274 New Plan

Conan's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and Professor Agasa didn't dare to make any big movements, listening cautiously from the side.

Upon hearing Vodka's words, Conan's heart tightened. Good, the conversation was progressing in the direction he had anticipated.

He quickly continued, "I finally managed to schedule an appointment with this famous cardiac surgeon, and the date can't be changed."

“If you absolutely have to deliver the goods before I’m hospitalized, it can only be today. But as soon as it’s light, the workers will crowd into the station, which will be even more inconvenient for you, right?”

Vodka was too lazy to argue with this man he considered dead. "Then let's do it at four o'clock in the morning. Take your things and wait for me at the place I just mentioned."

"Four hours? You want me to rush from Gunma to Tokyo?"

"Come if you want, don't come if you don't."

Upon hearing this harsh tone, Conan knew that the other party had reached the limit of his patience, so he had no choice but to agree, "Alright then, I'll be there in time. However, you have to promise not to send anyone to monitor me. If I spot any member of your organization, the deal will be canceled immediately, and even if you manage to steal the item, you won't know how to use it."

Vodka hung up the phone immediately. "That's it. See you in four hours."

He heard from the peripheral members responsible for monitoring Itakura Taku that the guy's paranoia was getting worse and worse, but he didn't expect it to have reached this level.

He still preferred the trembling, timid Itakura Taku who was oppressed by the hawk and answered every question, unlike today, who kept dawdling.

However, the location and time of the transaction have now changed, so let's go over and make the arrangements first.

Vodka sent several emails and made phone calls, arranging for peripheral members to check and guard the area around the station to ensure that no police officers would go there, since he didn't want to be arrested either.