Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"Next level, next level!"

Hennessy yawned, still playing the game crazily and uninhibitedly.

"Lord Hennessy, can you please stop playing? It's time for you to go out and move around." Cointreau was very tired watching from the side.

"You don't need to go out, brain activity is also an activity~" Hennessy laughed.

Cointreau: (=_=)

"Oh, by the way, Black Russia has complained to me more than once that he can no longer handle the many tasks of the integrated team..."

"I did that for his own good. Look, Fu Huashi is gaining more and more attention from the organization under my wise strategy. I believe Black Russia can do the same."

Cointreau: "Obviously it's just to make myself lazy... (whispering)"

Hennessy smiled playfully: "Then why did you give it to me?"

Cointreau: “Uh…”

Seeing that he was right, Hennessy sneered, continued playing the game and ignored him. Cointreau sighed and walked out.

Jundu looked at the message that Fu Huashi sent in their comprehensive group chat group yesterday on his phone and fell into deep thought.

(Don’t ask why there are chat groups in this era, the answer is science!)

[Cointreau, didn't you ask me how to fix Hennessy's bad habits? It's simple, he's just too idle. I suggest that we all resist this broken tradition and give him something to do! - Fu Hua Shi]

[Thanks to Fuhuashi for shooting the first bird to stick its head out. I agree - Black Russia]

Haha, Fuhuashi and Black Russia are complete victims...

[Fuhuashi, I agree with your proposal——Cointreau]

Cointreau sent a message, and the chat group immediately exploded. (Hennessy was not included in the chat group.)

[Wow wow wow, Brother Cointreau, my God, you finally agreed - Black Russia]

[Oh my god, Cointreau, you actually agreed. Aren’t you always in cahoots with Mr. Hennessy? — Jagermeister]

[How can you say that! What do you mean by going along with the crowd? It's clearly collusion! - Baileys]

Cointreau: . . . .

[Fuhuashi is right. It's time to take care of him. For the health of Mr. Hennessy, I agree - Jägermeister]

[Ah, if we resist this tradition... um... I agree with that too - Baileys]

[I agree - Ballantine] (She is still so concise and clear..)

[Fu Huashi, did your spirit see this? You have been fighting for so long, and we have finally reached a consensus! - Black Russia]

[Black Russia... (? )——Fuhua Poetry]

……

"Ah!"

Hennessy wiped his nose, feeling as if something bad had happened.

Ding-ling-ling~an email was sent to Hennessy's mobile phone.

Hennessy reluctantly turned his eyes away from the game screen and took out a hand to pick up the phone.

[A piece of medicine disk belonging to the traitor Shirley is missing. It should be at the home of Professor Hirota Masami of Nanyang University, where she sent it. Go and get it back immediately. - Taketsuru]

Hennessy cut it with disdain, "I won't pinch it, Cointreau, be good... Hey, where are you?"

Hennessy was so focused that he didn't even notice Cointreau had left.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll find my favorite tool~"

[Fuhuashi, help me do something——Hennessy]

[I am no longer a member of the general affairs team. Please stop pushing it to me! - Fu Hua Shi]

[Black Russia...——Hennessy]

[Ah, I haven't finished my tasks yet, I don't have time - Black Russia]

【Ballantine’s…——Hennessy】

[I’m busy, I’m sorry - Ballantine’s]

[Jagermeister…——Hennessy]

[I am sick, very sick, with a high fever of 40o, and I can’t serve you - Jägermeister]

【Baileys...——Hennessy】

[I don’t have time, I have an appointment to go out for dinner - Baileys]

【Cointreau...——Hennessy】

[No Time——Cointreau]

Why are you rejecting them all? !

I don't care. I'll put this task aside for now. No one should steal it anyway. I'll find you when you have time.

(How did you become the leader of the comprehensive team!)

[Hennessy has sent someone to retrieve the disk immediately! — Taketsuru]

. . . God wants to kill me! (With the help of Taketsuru God..)

Go, go, go, why not go! But, hehe.

Hennessy glanced at the closet beside him strangely.

……

According to the plot, Conan learned that the drug disk might have been accidentally mixed into another disk by Haibara Ai and sent to the home of today's victim Hirota Masaki.

So, the group of four made a prompt decision and drove quickly towards their destination.

Conan secretly glanced at Huihara Ai who was looking at the scenery in the back seat, and said, "Dr. Agasa, don't take that woman lightly."

Dr. Agasa, who was driving, said: "Are you talking about Ai?"

Conan: "Although she said she escaped from the organization, she didn't tell us her real name and age, and she almost kept silent when asked about her activities in the organization."

"She just said that it's very likely that this was all made up to deceive us."

Natsume Xing smiled and said, "I don't think it's impossible. Maybe she has her own difficulties."

Conan pondered, "Maybe."

……

At Hirota Masami's house, Hirota Toshiko warmly welcomed Conan and his three companions, "Mr. Agasa is here."

Dr. Agasa: “Excuse me.”

Hirota Toshiko: "My husband has already told me that we have guests coming, but I didn't expect that you would be coming with three generations of your family."

Dr. Agasa laughed dryly, "Grandfather and grandson, three generations? It seems that there is no blood relationship between the four of us...

Hirota Toshiko knocked on the study door, "Honey, Mr. Agasa is here."

"Hey, why didn't you respond?"

Natsume Hoshi: Haha, the god of death is here, and Hirota Masaru has almost certainly ascended to heaven...

Oh no, come to think of it, this seems to be the main plot now... I have a bad feeling...

Conan vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he went up, turned the doorknob, and opened the door directly.

!!! Sure enough, it comes again.

Natsume Xing looked at the tragedy in the messy study with a serious look.

Hirota Masaru had fallen under the bookshelf with a bloody head; but next to the bookshelf, a computer had fallen to the ground, the screen flashing with broken "snow", and a man was lying on the smashed computer desk with a bloody hole on his forehead.

Two people died here. If it was a normal, everyday case, with the presence of the god of death Natsume, it might be a perfectly normal thing.

but....

The extra dead person this time was Shirakura Yo who killed Hirota Masami.

Who killed him?!

And this time it’s different from the original, this time it seems... not a secret room...

Conan's pupils shrank and he shouted, "Call the police!"