Xiao Cheng looked at the question raised by Conan. His insight was really amazing. He remembered that Conan had only met Akai Shuichi once, right?

There is also Vermouth pretending to be Shinde. Conan definitely can't see through the disguise, but he still feels that something is wrong with Shinde. This talent for insight is probably maxed out.

"Don't think about it. Didn't you make an appointment with Genta Mitsuhiko and the others to go watch a game yesterday? When is that?" Xiaocheng interrupted Conan who was still thinking.

"The day after tomorrow, why don't you plan to go again?" Conan interrupted his thoughts and looked at Xiaocheng.

"I may be busy these days. You know, I'm an agent, so I have a mission." Xiao Cheng spread his hands innocently. Agent and the like were just excuses.

What he was thinking about now was how to find Zola and whether Zola could be trusted.

"What mission?" Conan suddenly became motivated when he heard the mission.

"Don't be ridiculous. This isn't a case. We're just looking for a person, a hacker. However, this hacker is very skilled and is hiding very deep, so it's hard to dig him out."

Xiao Cheng knew he was interested by the look on his face.

"Hacker? Is there no way to lock him down?" Conan asked the most direct question.

"Don't think about it. It doesn't matter if you can't find it. It's not a big deal anyway." It's just the loss of a tool that makes money.

"Eh." Conan looked at Xiaocheng's indifferent expression. Isn't this important?

"I have to go find something to eat. I haven't had dinner yet. Have you eaten? If not, let Xiaolan make us some midnight snack." Xiaocheng asked.

Conan didn't feel hungry at first, but after hearing what Xiaocheng said, he actually felt a little hungry. He had been thinking about something before and didn't notice it.

......

The time came to the day after tomorrow. Professor Agasa took Conan, Ai, Ayumi and the other two to the stadium to watch the game.

Xiaocheng is currently in Dr. Agasa's residence. Strictly speaking, he is in the basement laboratory, using the computer that Ai usually uses. He is fishing. He spent the whole day checking the information about Zero yesterday.

There was no other way, otherwise he couldn't think of any way to find Zola.

There are two points: hoping that the hacker will appear and hoping that the hacker is Zola.

Xiao Cheng sneered as he checked. There was food Mingmei made for him sitting on the computer desk. He ate the dessert and read the news he had found.

What does it mean that a sow gave birth to eighteen litters? It has nothing to do with Number Zero, but it was named Yue Ye. The content and title are totally inconsistent.

Moonlight is one of the code names used by Zero when he is out there, and there are more than one such code names, which have been given to Zero by others.

Those media reports about the White Shura, the nightmare demon walking out of hell, and the god of death in the dark night are all exaggerated to attract attention.

Xiao Cheng ate and complained, is this how all the news is? Just to attract attention and lure people in to kill them, right?

He climbed over the firewall to access the foreign Internet, but found that there was almost no record of the real No. 0 outside, and it was all nonsense.

It seems that the only way to obtain Zero's information is to invade the databases of law enforcement agencies in various countries.

Of course Xiaocheng didn’t have this idea, and he didn’t want to cause trouble for himself.

The bored Xiaocheng was browsing the Internet, not knowing whether the information was true or false. He yawned unconsciously, but soon he witnessed a report from eight years ago.

The sinful child, stained with blood, staged a horrific tragedy under the moonlight.

Xiao Cheng clicked on it and took a look. Eight years ago, Zero was only eleven years old. Zero really became famous when he was twelve years old.

Zero was selected at the age of four, and then began to learn gun theory, knowledge of hot weapons, and physical skills. It was not until he was seven that he came into contact with cold weapons.

He started practical killing training at the age of seven, began to go on missions at the age of nine, and became famous in the entire underground world at the age of twelve.

This place? Xiao Cheng looked at the picture attached to the article and he had the impression that this was a true report.

If he remembered correctly, this happened in Düsseldorf, and the person assassinated was a business tycoon, and someone actually reported it.

It has existed for so many years, so the person who wrote this article must have some strength behind him.

Just as Xiao Cheng was marveling at the thought, he discovered that his mouse was no longer under his control, and the page on which the article was originally displayed suddenly returned to the interface.

It seems that the fish has taken the bait. Xiaocheng smiled slightly and waited for what would happen next.

"Didn't I tell you not to check anymore?" A window popped up on the computer.

Xiao Cheng tried to type and was able to do so, but he still couldn't control the mouse, so he got straight to the point.

"Zola?"

Xiao Cheng waited for the other party to reply, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously, one minute, two minutes...

Until the fifth minute, the computer beeped: "Who are you?"

How could he make Zola, who lived under the shadow of ICPO, believe that he should let him come to Japan?

"It must be hard to be chased by the ICPO. You must have had a miserable life these past few years, right?"

Poke the other person's lungs, talk about what makes them upset, and then comfort them to gain a little bit of trust.

"It's none of your business, ICPO is bullshit!"

This time the other side responded very quickly, which made Xiaocheng laugh.

"I have a way to help you prevent ICPO from investigating you." Of course it was fake. Xiaocheng had a solid method.

"You are nothing. Even if I don't do anything, the ICPO won't be able to find me!"

Xiao Cheng's mouth twitched. He was now slightly certain about the probability that the person on the opposite side was Zola.

Damn, this guy has little education and is an abandoned orphan. He finally finished junior high school, but turned right around and embarked on the road of crime. He has no manners at all.

"Just tell me how many countries you have changed in the past few years?"

"It's so funny, you're giving me some advice? You're really a fool, I'm giving you some advice."

Xiao Cheng's face trembled. He felt strangely familiar with this style of speech. Talent! Zola couldn't be in China.

"Seriously, don't you want to settle down?"

"Serious? You think what I said is not serious? Isn't that funny!"

.....

Xiaocheng was speechless. This is not a troll. Where did you study? You are so aggressive?

"Just one sentence, come to Tokyo, Japan, call XX... Contact him directly after you arrive, I will make arrangements for you, and I guarantee that you will never have to worry about anything in the future."

Of course, the phone number Koshiro kept couldn't be for himself. It was for Toru Amuro. He had talked to Toru Amuro about it.

"Hahaha, you want to catch me, right, you bastard? Fuck you! Come and get me if you dare!!"

Xiao Cheng is a little overwhelmed. Can you imagine that there is a normal person sitting on the other side of the computer screen?

At this time, on the other side of the computer, a sickly young man was living in a sparsely populated mountain. Most of the people living here were elderly, and all of them were of the yellow race.

Xiaocheng guessed correctly, Zola was indeed hiding in the country from ICPO. He smoked a cigarette and looked at the words displayed on the computer, "Stupid X, do you think I would go?"

If I went there, I would be a fool, Zola looked at me with disdain and said, "Stupid dog."

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