Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Deep in the surveillance area, in the cold and dark third underground floor, there was a dull smell of metal and concrete.

Chivas deftly pushed a cart full of tools, his eyes as sharp as a hawk fixed on the lone black-skinned person in security uniform in front of him.

A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.

The security guard was about to take a cigarette from the exquisite cigarette case when he turned his head inadvertently and caught a glimpse of Chivas approaching step by step. His brows immediately furrowed.

"Hmm? Employee, this is a restricted area. You are not allowed to enter at will. Turn around and leave immediately!" The security guard's tone was full of an unquestionable warning. At the same time, he quickly put away the cigarette box, staring at Chivas with a sharp gaze.

Chivas stopped and scratched his head in confusion: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I seem to be lost. Excuse me, how do I get to the cleaning area?"

The security guard relaxed his vigilance slightly. After all, it was not uncommon to see lost employees here, and as long as they did not trespass into restricted areas, they would usually just be expelled.

"There's a fire escape over there. You can find it if you walk up." The security guard said as he led him to the fire escape door. Before opening the door, he reminded him, "Remember, don't barge into the third floor again."

Chivas asked curiously, "Why?"

The security guard's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance, and he glanced at him coldly: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, or you'll get into trouble."

"Yes, yes." Chivas nodded and bowed, then pushed the cart slowly into the fire escape.

However, just as the security guard turned around to leave, he suddenly had a bad feeling. He suddenly remembered that the cleaner was on holiday today...

"No!" The security guard turned around suddenly and was about to capture Chivas, but he saw a flash of lightning.

"Zizla!" With a slight sound, the security guard fell to the ground, leaving a burnt mark on his neck.

Chivas held the stun gun in his hand, blew lightly, and sneered: "You said you would not let me in, so you won't let me in?"

Then, he dragged the security guard into a utility room nearby and quickly changed into the security guard's uniform. The real security guard, however, slept forever in the darkness.

Chivas did a simple disguise in front of the mirror. Although not as superb as Vermouth, at this moment, he already looked like a black security guard.

He lowered the brim of his hat and muttered to himself, "Security number, name is Jens Dickronsan Vitry. What else could the third floor underground be other than a monitoring room, a special place."

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At the same time, the banquet hall in Heaven on Earth was brightly lit and magnificent.

"Welcome to Paradise on Earth. Have a good time!" The waiter politely opened the door and welcomed Li Xingchen.

Two rows of beauties dressed in bunny girl costumes bowed and greeted. Although they were dressed revealingly, they were confident and calm, knowing that the guests here were not ordinary people. If you could win their favor, it would mean a lifetime of wealth and glory.

Li Xingchen silently recited the meditation technique in his heart, and walked on the red carpet with steady steps. Now he had a feeling that a glance from him could make them accompany him for a whole night, even at no cost.

But he was not here to enjoy himself, but to carry out a mission.

And someone won't let him mess around with other women.

He walked to a round table nearby, took a glass of red wine from the waiter, pretended to taste it, but was actually secretly observing everything going on at the banquet.

The banquets here are held 24 hours a day, and there are several private rooms nearby for important people to discuss important matters.

He looked around and saw a stage in the middle.

There are now two women wearing pieces of cloth dancing pole dance in the middle, attracting many guests' attention.

There were a lot of people in suits around, whistling and cheering.

The Star Man covered his face with his hands, with the gaps between his fingers bigger than his eyes. He thought to himself, this is not a place I can come to at my age? I have actually been to such a place before to carry out missions.

Looks good, ah, that’s not right.

But he was a married man, so he quickly recited to himself that color is emptiness and emptiness is color.

According to the intelligence Li Xingchen had obtained previously, and based on reliable information, the target person would appear at the door of the private room in Area A at noon.

Li Xingchen picked up the delicious food on the table, ate it while pretending to be attracted by the beauties on the dance floor, and slowly walked towards there.

Then he followed the crowd and came to a table next to a one-way glass.

Li Xingchen started a conversation with an Asian man using a little English mixed with accented Japanese.

Through this piece of glass, he can clearly see the entrance to the private room in Area A and the scene under the stairs, while people outside cannot see what is happening inside the glass.

Li Xingchen was chatting with the Asian man, but his eyes were fixed on the target who appeared at the stairs of the private room in Area A. He thought to himself that the target had six bodyguards and four secret sentries around him, which showed that he was really afraid of death.

There is a group of reporters nearby, and they are not afraid of death either.

They just make up the first-hand news without even considering where this place is.

Now we just have to wait for Chivas to deal with the people in the monitoring room.

As long as the surveillance disappears temporarily, that's when he takes action.

reporter?

None of it matters to him, as they can’t go to heaven and earth, someone will naturally stop them.

As expected, Li Xingchen saw that the reporters were stopped downstairs and the target person was walking upstairs step by step.

Carlos Max, the man with one empty arm, was talking in a low voice to the person next to him and slowly walked towards the private room in Area A.

Li Xingchen had finished chatting with the Asian man and appeared quietly outside the side door.

He was playing with a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes passed through the crowd and locked onto the passage five meters away. There was the only way to the box in Area A.

"Okay, you can get ready to start." Chivas' voice sounded in Li Xingchen's ears.

"I thought you failed." Li Xingchen chuckled and took out a button.

"How is that possible?" Chivas held the monitoring console with both hands, glanced at the security guards lying around him, with a smug tone in his voice.

"Turn off the lights." Li Xingchen narrowed his eyes and whispered. At the same time, he moved closer to Carlos Max intentionally or unintentionally.

Carlos Marx was surrounded by bodyguards, like an indestructible barrier.

"Watch your surroundings, that man will come again." Carlos Max whispered.

"Why do you say that?" the man in black next to him asked puzzledly.

"The tape about Boss Carlos is kept by me. I don't want to be... " Before 'Carlos Max' finished his words, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.