Kamen Rider: I, Conan, am Faiz

Seeing that Gin had finished the call, Vodka dared to speak cautiously: "Brother, why do you have to make things so complicated? Can't you just do it directly?"

"If it were an ordinary bug, it wouldn't be so troublesome, but the boss of the organization still needs Xue Li's research and development results, so we have to be cautious."

Gin took the cigarette out of his mouth and shook off the ash, revealing a mouthful of shiny white teeth. "And don't you think it's too pleasant to give the prey a hope of escape before taking the final bite and swallowing it?"

"Brother is indeed the elder brother, I admire you!"

Although he couldn't quite understand what Gin was saying, it didn't stop Vodka from admiring him like a torrent of water.

Just as Vodka was cheering, a message suddenly flashed through his mind, so he hurriedly reported to his mighty and domineering brother Gin: "By the way, brother, I heard that Absinthe came back some time ago."

After hearing this news, Gin's expression, which had remained unchanged for almost a thousand years, showed a hint of doubt: "Why did she suddenly come back when she was filming a movie in Milijian? And why didn't she report to the organization immediately?"

Vodka said innocently, "I don't know. Absinthe left a message saying that he hasn't been back for a long time, so he wants to go around for a while. He probably won't be back until tonight."

"Humph, that woman is really getting more and more outrageous."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of Gin's mouth. "In that case, let's go back and prepare a special welcome ceremony for Absinthe."

"Yes, big brother."

Vodka nodded hurriedly to show that he understood, and then drove away.

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"Another bottle! Xiaolan! Go get me another bottle! I want more!"

Kogoro leaned over the desk and took a big gulp of beer. Then after drinking it, he threw the beer into the corner, which was now full of empty beer cans.

Xiaolan said worriedly, "Okay, Dad, you've drunk enough. Let's stop here."

"Snapped!"

Kogoro slammed the table hard, then stood up shakily. "Who... who is drunk! I'm not drunk, I can still... continue... hiccup! It's not enough to stay at home, I'd better go out and drink... drink to my heart's content..."

"call out!"

Just as Kogoro was about to take a step forward, he suddenly felt a slight sensation between his eyebrows, and then the scene in front of him suddenly began to spin dizzily.

"Hey... Hey... Why am I drunk...?"

After showing off a dazzling dance move, Kogoro sat down on his office chair and fell asleep.

"Finally quiet."

Putting down the anesthetic watch, Conan took out the cotton stuffed in his ears and was finally able to hear the sounds outside.

Xiaolan said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Shinichi, Dad is not usually like this. I don't know why he is like this today..."

"By the way, Xiaolan, do you know why your uncle quit his job as a criminal police officer?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this question, Xiaolan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then slowly shook her head. "I can't quite remember, but I remember that my parents had a big fight at the time, and they separated not long after."

"It seems like there must be some story behind this." Conan sat down with his legs crossed, then held his chin with his left hand and began to reason.

"Knock knock knock."

"sorry for disturbance."

Just as Conan was deducing what might have happened to Kogoro back then, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office, and then an old man with white hair and beard walked in.

"Hello, this should be the Maori Detective Agency, right?"

Xiaolan quickly stood up and greeted, "Yes, this is the Maori Detective Agency. May I ask if you have any commission?"

The old man nodded slightly: "That's right, that's why I came to visit you suddenly."

Conan: "Please have a cup of tea first, and then we can sit down and talk."

"Okay... but what's going on with this young man?" The old man pointed at the drunk Kogoro, his eyes full of confusion.

Xiaolan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. At the critical moment, Conan stepped forward to explain: "Uncle just stayed up all night to complete a commission, so he is resting now."

"Yes, yes, yes! Just rest and recover your strength."

Xiaolan hurriedly followed Conan's words, then pushed Kogoro and the office chair into the bathroom, then closed the door and locked it smoothly.

grandfather………

Ignoring this little episode, the old man sat down and began to tell the story.

"My name is Ochiai, and I am currently the director of the Beika Art Museum. Some time ago, one of our museum employees, Kubota, disappeared."

As he spoke, Director Ochiai took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the table. Xiaolan and Conan leaned over to take a look and saw that the photo showed a young man with shifty eyes.

While looking at Kubota in the photo, Conan frowned slightly. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the person in the photo looked familiar.

After looking at the photos for a while, Xiaolan looked up at Director Ochiai and asked, "So you want us to help you find Mr. Kubota?"

"That's not the case. Kubota is a man whose whereabouts are always elusive. He may pop up from nowhere after a while. This is what I really want to entrust you with."

The next moment, Director Ochiai took out a piece of white paper from his pocket and spread it out. On it were words cut from a newspaper.

[Those who defile art will surely be punished by heaven and will not be able to be reborn. I will follow the way of heaven and deal with all the evil spirits tomorrow! ]

The signature was yesterday.

"To be honest, our art museum is about to be acquired and turned into an international hotel due to funding issues. I think maybe a guest who really loves art is dissatisfied and may take some extreme actions."

Xiaolan said solemnly: "This is already a threat. May I ask if you have reported the case to the police?"

Director Ochiai said with embarrassment, "I actually wanted to report it to the police yesterday, but the owner of our museum, Mr. Manaka, said that it was just a silly prank. If I report it casually, it will only make people laugh and affect the future value of the hotel. So he didn't allow me to report it to the police. I have no choice but to ask for the help of Detective Mori."

After hearing this, Xiaolan and Conan looked at each other, then turned their heads tacitly to look towards the bathroom where the snoring sound came from.

Got it!

Kogoro can't be relied on for the time being, and the threatening letter was dated today, so now we have no choice but to...