Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

"Okay, we're here."

Yang Ming parked the car at the entrance of Bailuo Cafe. The shop was still brightly lit at this moment, and it was time for people to dine.

"Thank you very much, please send us here."

Xiaolan took Conan's hand and got out of the car, while Yang Ming looked at Xiaolan with a strange expression.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? What were we going to do today?"

"What to do? By the way, chocolate, I want to ask Yang Ming to teach me how to make chocolate. It's all my father's fault, he always encounters cases."

Mouri Kogoro: Aki~

"In that case, I will go to the store to prepare some materials and send them upstairs in a while."

"Thank you so much. You are such a good person."

Yang Ming was once again given a good guy card by Xiaolan, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Ahem, Xiao Lan, just thank you if you thank me. Don't always say that I am a good person, okay?"

"Ah?"

……

Yang Ming walked to Bailuo Cafe and prepared the raw materials for making chocolate. As a cafe, it is reasonable to have the raw materials for making chocolate.

After a while, Yang Ming took the tools and raw materials and went upstairs to the Maori Detective Office.

At this time, Kogoro hadn't returned home yet, and Conan didn't know where he had gone.

Yang Ming and Xiao Lan were alone in the same room making chocolates.

Yang Ming was a little uncomfortable at first and asked:

"Why haven't you seen Conan?"

Xiaolan was wearing a blue apron, pouting her little mouth, very dissatisfied.

"Really, I originally wanted to ask Conan if he wanted to eat sashimi or beef fat soup. But I didn't expect him to go to Dr. Agasa's house."

"Going to Dr. Ali's house?"

In fact, Yang Ming knew well that Conan had just obtained Itakura Taku's diary and he must be anxious to check the contents of the diary.

But I remember that after Conan found out the information in the magnetic disk, he immediately fought with them.

"Yes, he left me a note saying that he went to Dr. A Li's house to play with electric toys."

Yang Ming was stunned, electric toys? Is it the serious one?

Speaking of Conan's side, he was running on Rice Flower Street, heading in the direction of Dr. Agasa.

He held Taku Itakura's diary in his hand. He muttered in his mouth:

"There is no more Akai Shuichi. Now we need to figure out this magnetic disk. It records Mr. Itakura's contact with Tequila, a member of the organization, two years ago."

Conan held the magnet in his hand and smiled sinisterly.

"As long as you check them all, you will definitely know what their purpose is and their identities."

Snow began to fall in the sky at this time, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Conan finally ran to Dr. Ali's house. Dr. A Li lives in a very large villa, only slightly smaller than Yang Ming's.

There are two floors above ground and two floors below ground. Conan opened the door and walked in. Dr. A Li came towards him.

"Oh, Shinichi, you came just in time, come and take a look at my new invention."

Conan closed the door and shook the snow off his clothes.

Dr. A Li said enthusiastically on the side:

"In addition, I also made you a backup tracking goggles. You don't have to worry about the battery running out in the future."

During the James incident, Conan's tracking glasses almost ran out of power and he almost lost James' direction.

Unexpectedly, Dr. A Li could remember such a small thing, which moved Conan.

"Why didn't you see Haiyuan?"

"Xiao Ai should be taking a bath now."

Dr. A Li looked back at the room, and Conan snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, this is perfect."

Dr. A Li frowned and said with a sullen face, "Shinichi, you don't mean to peek at Xiao Ai taking a bath, right?"

Dr. A Li is obviously thinking wrongly. Conan squinted and ignored him, and walked straight to the study.

In front of the computer, Conan skillfully operated the computer and checked Itakura Taku's information.

"What? You said you already have clues about them?"

"That's right, I'm afraid that if Haiyuan finds out, she will worry about it for no reason. So I want to read the information while she's not around."

"Yes! This is it!"

Conan was very excited. After many twists and turns, he was finally able to see the information about the black organization.

On the other side, Yang Ming, who taught Xiaolan how to make chocolate, was absent-minded for some reason. He always felt that something was going to happen, so he said to Xiaolan:

"Sorry, Xiaolan, I suddenly remembered something and need to go back to the villa."

"It doesn't matter, you can go back first."

Xiaolan was very considerate and sent Yang Ming out.

"Okay, then I'll come over tomorrow night."

"No problem, please drive safely on the road."

Yang Ming found an excuse and left the Maori Detective Agency. He didn't know what happened, but now he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

But this feeling shouldn't be directed at him. Could it be Conan?

That's right, Conan is about to officially fight against the black organization. How can such an occasion be without me?

As your good friend, I want to help out.

Yang Ming grinned. The opportunity to fight against the dark organization would come now. So I took out my mobile phone and sent a few text messages.

He also drove himself to Dr. A Li's home.

"On March 3, a guy with a Kansai accent suddenly came to the company to find me. From my point of view, his purpose seemed to be to get the system software I was developing, but after he knew that my eyesight had deteriorated, he simply dumped me. The head was gone. This guy was covered in black clothes and I just didn’t want to see him again."

Conan was concentrating on the diary recorded by Itakura Taku.

"What's going on? Is that all?"

Conan was a little unwilling to give up. He scrolled the diary with the mouse and read each article one by one.

Dr. A Li also said from behind: "It seems that there will be no records about this sturdy man in the diary in the future."

"Really, I spent a lot of effort to get this magnetic disk, but now I don't know what system Mr. Itakura was developing at the beginning, and why they wanted to get this software."

Conan held his chin with his left hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke in an impatient tone.

"But judging from his diary writing, it seems that Itakura is a little too sloppy." Dr. Agasa adjusted his glasses and said close to the computer.

Conan made a confused sound: "Huh?"

"Look at the diary he wrote, the intervals between each entry are different. If it were me, I would definitely adjust the intervals between them to be the same."

Dr. Ali is not a person who pursues 100% perfection, but correcting the format of the document is the most basic operation for a person who edits computer documents.