Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1389 1389 [Russian Undercover Gin]

Seeing its enthusiastic look, Kidd instantly felt a lot more balanced.

He stretched out his hand, put the cat on his shoulder, and stood up again. For a moment, he had a good illusion that among the many owners, he was the real owner of the cat.

Just as he was thinking, the cat stretched out its round paws cooperatively towards him.

Kidd raised his hand in a friendly way.

In the next moment, he felt that the little magic power in his body had gone down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kidd: "...?"

...So it turns out that this cat looks so friendly, just to get close to his magic power? !

The corner of his eye twitched, feeling that he had been cheated of his feelings.

But after thinking about it, it's just a cat after all, and it's normal to have a little self-control. It's just following the instinct of being a monster... Kidd took a deep breath and barely maintained his calm expression.

……

Conan looked at the scene where one person and one cat "get along with each other" and was a little surprised: "This cat has also been to the house of the Shiratori Police Department?"

"White Bird Police Department" shook his head, hugged the cat into his arms, patted it hard, and decided to take advantage of the fog and the dog didn't see it, and return all the squeezed magic power cost: "I met it when I was performing official duties, and it helped Do me a little favor."

The dry rice cat was startled, and waved its paw to hit his hand.

Jiang Xia glanced at it: Don't forget the business.

"..."

The dry rice cat silently retracted its outstretched front paws.

Then, at the moment when the "White Bird Police Department" was slack, it bowed violently, kicked on his hand with a jio, landed with a thud when he let go, and ran to the side of Mao Lilan again.

Mao Lilan hugged the cat and cast a condemning look at the "Shiratori Police Department".

Conan and the "Shiratori Police Department" have other discoveries.

The two were stunned, staring at the place where the cat landed just now: "The movement is wrong... there is a hole underneath!"

Jiang Xia seems to have the same opinion.

He leaned closer to the floor, thought for a moment, and grabbed a hair of Conan next to him.

Conan's head hurt, and his thoughts were interrupted: "...Huh??"

Before he could ask a question, Jiang Xia was already pinching her hair and leaning closer to the ground.

When passing through the ground seam, the hair trembled slightly up and down.

"Sure enough, there is wind here." Jiang Xia put the hair back in Conan's hand, and returned it, "Under this floor, there may be a passage leading to the ground."

Conan was immediately attracted: "There must be a trap nearby!"

As he said that, he didn't care about his hair any more, and concentrated on looking for abnormalities nearby, trying to open the door leading to the underground.

Beside, the "White Bird Police Department" watched all this silently, couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his head, feeling a little phantom pain: "..." This guy Jiang Xia is really not a pure detective. By the way, when he used to hit people with a stick, he was also very skilled in his movements.The police must have chosen to ignore them because they saw him solve the case quickly... Alas, stupid police.

But now is not the time to think about these things.The most important thing right now is the "memory egg".

"White Bird Police Department" pointed to the wooden floor near the wall: "There seems to be a sunken gap where the wall is attached."

Jiang Xia turned her head to look, reached out and knocked there, then clasped the gap, and lifted it up tentatively.

A piece of the floor was lifted, revealing a palm-sized cipher disk underneath. It looked like a calculator, but with more buttons, and there were no numbers written on it.

"White Bird Police Department" saw that they finally found something, and their eyes lit up: "This is printed with Russian letters. Enter the correct password to open the door leading to the underground!"

"Russian." Jiang Xia stood up and made way for the Russian ambassador. At least on the surface, there was only one person who was proficient in Russian here.

The ambassador also knew immediately that it was time for him to play.

He put down his backpack and walked over, stared at the code disk curiously, and then asked wonderingly, "What's the code?"

The art dealer excitedly said: "Since the entrance happens to be in that craftsman's office, what is hidden underneath must be his masterpiece 'Egg of Memories' - Memories! Try the Russian word 'memories'!"

The ambassador nodded, and pressed the letters on the combination disk while reading: "Воспоминания."

Jiang Xia: "..." It's so long.

After pressing a long series of letters, everyone looked at the combination disk expectantly.

However, one second, two seconds... Many seconds passed, and there was no response there.

"...It seems not." The ambassador sighed, thought for a moment, and tried the name of the producer "Kasaka Kiichi" again.

Still no movement.

Jiang Xia turned to look at Kasaka Natsumi and her deacon, trying to hint: "Do you have any impression of the organization here?"

The old and the young shook their heads simultaneously.

Suzuki Sonoko received the hint by accident: "That's right! I remember that when I was on the boat, Miss Natsumi once mentioned a strange sentence, ba... ba... why do you buy meat..."

Kasaka Natsumi was reminded by her, and belatedly remembered: "It's 'Baluchoni Kukatome'."

"Is this Russian?" The ambassador scratched his forehead, gradually becoming suspicious of his mother tongue, "Why can't I understand?"

Kasaka Natsumi smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know much Russian. This is a word I inadvertently remembered when I was a child. It has been many years since now, and it may be a little different from what I heard at the time-Russian Are there any similar-sounding words in it?"

Jiang Xia stepped back and watched a few Russian-speaking people discussing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate and received a new email.

Looking down, Jiang Xia found that the people in the room were not the only ones who were concentrating on solving the puzzle—a student who was listening through the wall sent the answer:

[ВОЛШЕБНИККОНЦАВЕКА, also known as the 'Magician at the end of the century', counting the time, it happened to correspond to her great-grandfather. ]
"..." Jiang Xia silently glanced at the wall.

When they came down just now, gin and vodka happened to be wandering nearby, and now they may have seen people staying in this room for too long, so these two people followed them to the next door in arrogance.

But next door is the knight room. A group of people have been taken for a walk by the butler just now, and they will not go back in a short time.Even if we go back, there are dark statues of knights everywhere, and the two men in black are mixed in, which is still easy to hide.

It seems that the sanity of the two colleagues is still online, so don't worry about them being too messy.

Jiang Xia didn't care where the two of them were, and replied casually:

[You know Russian?You are not an undercover agent sent by Russia, are you? ]
Pressed send, waited for more than ten seconds, but did not receive a reply from Gin Jiu.

But next door, the murderous smell of wine suddenly became stronger—someone seemed to think that "undercover" was a curse word.

(End of this chapter)