The strange thief in the heart! But Conan

Chapter 95 Conan: Kumer...?

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 95 Conan: Kumer...?

"Dad..." Ran Maori silently helped Kogoro Mori to tidy up his tie and cuffs, "I'm going to the wedding today, you drank so much last night."

"Do you have an adult social engagement method?" Kogoro Mouri coughed twice with guilt, picked up the electric shaver he brought out, and shaved the stubble "squeaking".

Conan sat speechlessly in his seat with his hands, looking bored at Mount Fuji outside the window.

In the end, Tang Ze still failed to set out for Kyoto with them, which was a bit of a pity.

He has not forgotten the case that Tang Ze has entrusted to him.

Although I heard that Tang Ze's supervisory officials are also investigating the case, since the case involves the black police, Conan believes that starting from within the police system is not a good idea. Once a little bit of the news is leaked, it will affect Tang Ze.

I thought that this time I went to Kyoto with Tang Ze, even if I could only stay in the local area for a short time, it would be more convenient for him to have this excuse...

"So, Xiaolan, why do you have to bring this little devil with you?" Kogoro Mouri looked at the little devil who was yawning without giving face and protested, "Didn't Tang Ze also say that you can help us take care of him? Do you just leave him to Tang Ze for the time being? It would be troublesome to take the kid so far."

"Dad!" Ran Maori tried hard and tightened his tie, causing Kogoro Mori to breathe in, "This is too much. Tang Ze originally lived downstairs, and he is still a student himself!"

"Let go, let go!" The breathless Kogoro Mori struggled.

What an unreliable adult.

Conan looked out at the mountains outside the window, took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while, but still did not send a notification email to Joker.

Although they did agree to the other party that they would notify him of any case, they only left Tokyo for a day because of private affairs. If they did not notify them, there would be no difference...

Thinking of this, he clicked on "Tang Ze" in the address bar and sent him a new email.

[Do you have anything you need to bring back to you or need my help to check? I won't be able to move for long, but I will try my best to give it a try.]

After calling and sending it out, the signal on the train that had been driving for a while was very bad. It would probably take a while before sending it out and receiving a reply. Conan exited the email page and clicked on the document sent to him by Joker yesterday.

"Why are you still so carefree?" Maori Ran let go of Kogoro Mori, who was a little drunk, and his tone was worried.

Kogoro Maori noticed her face and was stunned for a moment, with a serious look: "Don't worry, Xiaolan, I'm not an ordinary private detective. Your father used to be a very powerful detective. You won't be injured easily, don't worry."

"I hope this is the case." She pouted and took out a small spray bottle from her bag. "This is given to me by classmate Tang Ze. It is an eau dessert that can absorb the smell. I feel that you can use it... Look at the kind of considerate neighbors in her family. You still want to trouble him to help you take care of your children all day long."

Conan, who had just read the beginning of the document, heard Tang Ze's name and glanced at Ran Maori alertly.

Why did Tang Ze give Xiaolan something very well?

"That's right. Tang Ze is indeed a good boy. He also gave me several posters of Miss Yoko." Kogoro Mori, who had received several gifts from Tang Ze, could only nod and admit it. He reached out to take the perfume from Ran Mouri's hand, tried it, and said in surprise, "Is this ginseng smell? Ah, it smells pretty good."

Conan became even more alert.

Why is Uncle Maori... He really has no idea about Xiaolan, right?

The vinegar king, who had severe allergic reactions, immediately couldn't read the documents anymore. He checked out and was about to send an email to Tang Ze to test it.

As a result, after opening the email address at a glance, Tang Ze's reply had arrived.

[No need, I don’t have anything to take, so you shouldn’t run around Kyoto and be careful.]

Conan's questioning letter could not be beaten.

Tang Ze seems to be such a person, he is not very concerned about money and likes to give souvenirs to people around him... He actually accepted a lot of things from Tang Ze, including mystery novels...

That's all right.

Conan coughed twice, pretending that he had never thought about it before, and then looked back at what Joker gave him.

This is a popular science description for alcohol. After the joker screens, he listed the possible wine names and codes for the organization.

As a minor who has never been exposed to alcohol, he really needs such information to deepen his understanding. Joker told him that many members of the organization like to wear black clothes, just like...

...The two men in black who passed by their seats just now are the same?

Yu Guang saw Conan who was two people shuddering, and his phone almost slipped out.

He looked up and looked closely and his face changed drastically.

Wasn't this exactly what he ran into at the amusement park and attacked his two men in black?

He stared at the tall and thin man's long silver hair and his hands were shaking slightly.

It's not wrong, he will never admit it, it's them!

Where are they going? Are there any evil tasks to be carried out?

The two walked to the other end of the carriage and sat down. Gin seemed to feel a strong gaze and frowned and glanced around.

He soon discovered the source of his sight. It was a little boy staring at him, wearing big round-frame glasses, and he was only six or seven years old.

Gin raised her eyebrows, lifted her alert, and left the beginning without any worries.

Just a child.

Not to mention staring at him, he had also met a naughty child who was so brave that he could reach out to pull his hair... That's why he hates public transportation.

Some unhappy memories flashed by, Gin Jiu let out a faint "tsk" and took out his hand to look at his watch.

Conan, who was looked back by Gin, quickly lowered his head, put away his exposed hostility, remembered their seats, and reviewed the movements of the two in his mind.

Among the two, the sturdy one, a bit like an unlucky agave who was killed, should be his subordinate. He was always holding a black suitcase in his hand and was like a little brother carrying a bag.

The silver-haired man looked down at his watch more than once, as if he was waiting for something...

Memorizing every detail, Conan did not dare to approach him rashly. His straight look just now had already attracted the attention of the other party. If he approached them directly, it would be a bit too suspicious.

Suddenly meeting these two people, this is a great opportunity. Maybe the medicine that made him smaller is on them now... He wants to calm down and find a suitable opportunity...

More than twenty minutes later, the two stood up from their seats and walked towards the other direction of the carriage, one in front and one behind.

Conan, who had been paying attention to their movements, immediately jumped out of his seat and said to Ran Mori: "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go to the toilet!"

After saying that, before Mori Ran could answer, he chased the two of them.

As he walked to their seats, Conan did not hesitate to tear a piece of the eavesdropper off the buttons and snapped onto the armrest of their seats.

The train has not arrived yet, and no matter what they do, the possibility of returning to the position is very high, and there is no reason to miss this excellent opportunity.

After applying psoriasis, he took another step to keep up with them.

The elementary school student's short legs were not running at full speed, and it was indeed a bit difficult to catch up with two tall and tall adults. Conan only saw the legs of the two people walking up the stairs. When he climbed to the second floor, he could no longer be sure which carriage they had gone to.

Damn, the child's body is really troublesome... I can't forgive him for becoming such a culprit...

Conan stomped his feet angrily. Just as he was about to walk around the second floor to find someone, when Ran Mori, who had caught up, grabbed his collar.

"I knew you weren't going to the bathroom," Ran Mori put his waist on his waist and lifted his feet off the ground without any hesitation. "You're just trying to run around. Don't make trouble for others, Conan!"

"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan." Conan struggled and tried to get out of her claws. "Do I just want to come up and see the scenery? Hehe, I want to see Mount Fuji, I want to see the scenery!"

Ran Maori ruthlessly suppressed his struggle: "It's the same with me going back to my seat. You will disturb other guests in this way. Let's go."

Seeing himself being lifted downstairs, Conan felt even more regretful that Tang Ze could not come with them.

If Tang Ze helps him cover up and gives him an excuse, how easy it would be to follow two men in black...

He has never missed his friends more than he is now.

Humiliatedly, he was directly caught in his hand and returned to his seat. During the siege between Kogoro Mori, "I just said he was in trouble" and Ran Mori, Conan could only do it in his position obediently, and prayed that the two of them would return to this carriage and not waste the rare encounter today.

God, who was moved by his prayers, quickly fulfilled his wish.

After a while, the two of them returned and sat back to the position where Conan had posted a wiretap.

Good opportunity! Conan was excited, immediately turned on the phone to adjust the receiver, pressed the legs of the glasses, and a small headphone stretched out from the end of the legs of the glasses, and the conversation between the two reached his ears.

"Ah, I can finally smoke." A rough male voice sighed, "Brother, this deal went smoothly!"

"Speak softly, vodka." Another magnetic male voice spoke in a low tone, cold and cold, "You're too loud."

"I am worthy of being the eldest brother of Gin. I am just cautious in doing things. Hahaha, it doesn't matter, I can't understand it even if I hear it."

"..." A long exhaling sound seemed to suppress anger.

Conan held the frame's hand and clenched it tightly.

Gin! Vodka!

The code name Agave mentioned on the phone! It turned out to be the two of them!

"Is this transaction quite easy?" Vodka said, okay, but he honestly followed Gin's instructions and lowered his voice, "It's a good deal to get 400 million by giving a suitcase. Who gave this news?"

"Don't ask so much about intelligence officials." With the sound of the lighter, Gin also lit a cigarette, "Has Kumer's news been confirmed?"

"Well, the news has been heard back. What he said is the fact that his father is not doing things cleanly, and traces have been found in the police."

"..." Another long exhalation sound, I don't know if it was vomiting smoke or it caused even greater anger.

"Kumel..." Conan repeated the word he mentioned in a low voice.

This is obviously talking about a person, listening to vodka's answer, referring to a man.

I just don’t know if this name is a code name or a name. Is there any wine called this? Check it out later.

Let's record the new discovery, Conan continued to hold his breath and listen to the conversation opposite him.

(End of this chapter)