Conan: I can see keywords

In the blink of an eye, Conan was seen holding his glasses and looking at this side vigilantly.

Lingchuan is very familiar with Conan's action.

This is his signature move to check whether the tracking signal in his eyes is stable.

Lingchuan felt even more upset when he thought that Tequila had been installed with a transmitter without knowing it.

"Fortunately, he is not one of mine."

Lingchuan, who felt sorry for Gin for a second, passed by Tequila.

He must get the things as soon as possible!

Lingchuan's sudden disdain almost made Tequila explode.

He still couldn't figure out who this guy was in the organization.

The guy who knew Gin and was ordered by Gin to warn him...

This strange face?

Was it Vermouth who helped with the disguise?

But wasn’t Vermouth locked up?

Is there someone else in the organization who is proficient in disguise?

Tequila rarely thought.

Conan, who was following behind him, didn't dare to move too close when he saw this.

Although he didn't quite understand what Tequila was thinking, Conan did not let go of the strange man who just walked past Tequila.

Conan noticed him for no other reason.

It was because of that face.

Although he doesn't play video games often, he still remembers a few famous people in the video game industry.

Conan couldn't name everyone who came to the press conference today, but he knew them all by name.

But not only did he have no impression of the strange man (Lingchuan in disguise), the man's purpose in attending the press conference did not seem to be playing video games.

Who is he?

Is he also a member of the Black Organization?

Tequila stopped just after seeing this person. Could it be that they know each other?

Lingchuan, who didn't know that he had been targeted by Conan, quickly found the guy who replaced Nakajima Hideaki's number plate - Takeshita Yushin.

The current situation is:

The bag in Tequila's hand belongs to Takeshita Yushin, and the bag in Nakajima Hideaki's hand belongs to Tequila.

However, Takeshita Yushin, who was not part of the transaction, was holding the bag that Tequila wanted to trade this time.

What Lingchuan needs to do now is to change the number plate on Takeshita Yushin, so that he can get what he wants.

As for where the key is in Tequila?

Once you get it, there are plenty of ways to open the briefcase!

Lingchuan locked onto Takeshita Yushin in the crowd, with a warm smile on his face, and slowly approached him.

Tequila this way.

After meeting Lingchuan, he rarely thought about problems.

As he was thinking about it, Tequila suddenly remembered the reminder Lingchuan gave him when he first met him.

"careful?"

Be careful about what?

Muttering to himself, Tequila's original plan to go to the bathroom to check the goods suddenly eased a lot.

Gin must have his reasons for sending that person.

But how should I be careful?

Unsure, Tequila picked up the briefcase in his hand and took a look at it.

Is there something wrong with the goods?

and many more!

"What is he doing?"

Conan, who was secretly observing Tequila, was a little anxious, "Isn't the deal done? Take me to find Gin quickly!"

It seemed that these words had an effect, and Tequila, which had been standing still, suddenly moved forward again.

Seeing this, Conan immediately followed.

Although he was also curious about the identity of the strange man, it was obvious that the situation on Tequila's side was more urgent.

And that person might not really be a member of the Black Organization. Perhaps he is a competitor of Mantiantang Company?

Conan speculated while following.

The red dot displayed in the glasses represents Tequila's current location.

"bathroom?"

Do you want to check the traded goods?

Conan figured it out instantly and moved over immediately.

Walking into the bathroom, he quickly located Tequila's location - in the last cubicle!

very good!

Conan smiled and quietly retreated, "Hurry up and check it out. Once you're done, you should take me to find that guy!"

'Gin, I will definitely catch you!'

"Huh? It's true."

The sudden noise from the bug made Conan hold his breath and concentrate.

"Is that so? Have you finished the inspection?"

"Oh, you dare to play tricks on us?"

Tequila's gloomy words made Conan's heart tighten.

'Is there a problem with the transaction?'

His heart beat faster and he tilted his head, trying to catch more sounds through this action.

It’s a pity that Tequila didn’t say another word after that.

While I was listening attentively, a dark shadow suddenly fell down.

Realizing something, Conan looked up suddenly and met Tequila's cold eyes, "It's you again, you little brat!"

Once again, Tequila kicked Conan hard, unable to conceal the anger on his face.

As if he had thought of a good idea, Tequila suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, kid, come here."

Conan fell to the ground and rubbed his stomach. The blood foam seeping from the corners of his mouth made him grit his teeth uncomfortably.

After hearing what Tequila said, he thought for two seconds, picked up his fallen glasses on the ground and put them back on, then slowly leaned over.

Conan approached and observed Tequila, his eyes fixed on the half-removed bandage on Tequila's left hand.

'The bandage's off?'

"There was nothing unusual before... Could it be when we were in the cubicle?"

I can't stand Conan's ink.

Tequila grabbed Conan by the collar and threw him out of the bathroom, pointing at the door of the last cubicle, "Open it."

Raising his finger and pointing, Tequila's unquestionable attitude made Conan's pupils shrink.

"Sliding door?"

'Oh, and the briefcase is in there!'

'Did he... put the bandage around the briefcase?'

"Are you trying to use the force of someone else opening the door to open the briefcase through the bandages?"

'Why not just open it?'

Chapter 107 Explosion

"What are you dawdling for, little brat!" Tequila pushed Conan over viciously.

While staggering, Conan had already guessed that there might not be anything good in the briefcase. At this moment, Conan thought a lot.

But in the end, all thoughts were focused on how to escape from the current predicament.

Tequila is guarding the door, and it is impossible for Conan to escape unless he can teleport.

But do you really need to open the cubicle door?

'Damn it! What should I do? What should I do!'

-

"You seem to be very concerned about time, Mr. Takeshita."

Lingchuan hooked his arm around Takeshita Yushin's shoulder like a good brother. With the help of his acting skills, Takeshita Yushin couldn't tell that Lingchuan approached him for other purposes.

Of course, given Takeshita's current condition, he wouldn't notice even if Lingchuan's performance was full of loopholes.

"No, no."

When his thoughts were pointed out, Takeshita Yushin stuttered in denial, "By the way, how about we play the game of Reasoning Mansion? That's the highlight of this press conference."

Rigid diversion of words.

Lingchuan noticed Takeshita's discomfort and asked, "Are you planning to go see where Nakajima Hideaki is?"