The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Although Qin Zhibo and Conan didn't get along day and night, they still met each other without looking up.

Every time I heard someone screaming, Conan ran the fastest.

He is very familiar with Conan's running posture.

That's Conan, right?

Qin Zhibo couldn't understand why Conan was here if he couldn't sleep well at home at this time.

Rice Krispies served late at night is very dangerous, don’t you know?

No, it seems that Conan himself is the most dangerous existence.

That’s not right, the core issue now is that Conan appears in the place where the black organization is about to conduct a transaction!

Qin Zhibo glanced sideways at Gin who was next to him. He was scanning the street with a telescope and seemed not to pay attention to the primary school student who just ran into the station.

At this time, a green Porsche 911 drove up from a distance.

A tall and burly figure stepped out of the short car. It was Vodka.

This was the first time Qin Zhibo saw Vodka acting alone. It turned out that as Gin's personal driver, he also had his own car.

Vodka's car is the same Porsche as Gin, but it is the successor of the 356 - the 911.

He looked around at the quiet street and went straight to the exit of Xianqiao Station.

At this time, it happened to be four o'clock in the morning as agreed.

On the rooftop, Gin watched Vodka walk into the station and disappear from sight.

At this time, the snowflakes that had just stopped for a moment began to drift away again, adding a new layer of silver to the quiet rice flowers.

Gin's eyes stared blankly, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"wrong."

Gin immediately ordered the sniper next to him, "Calvados, you keep an eye here and report the situation at any time."

After saying that, Gin turned and walked towards the fire escape downstairs, and at the same time said to "Michael": "You go down with me now."

Qin Zhibo was a little surprised. Does he, a "performance appraisal" person, still need to go into battle in person?

However, Ginjiu could not disobey Qin Zhibo's order, so Qin Zhibo followed him downstairs.

At the same time, Conan had arrived at the agreed storage room with iron cabinets.

Set the "trap" and wait for the fish to take the bait.

The sound of slow footsteps came from the empty corridor. Conan knew that someone was coming and hurriedly hid behind the last row of iron cabinets.

The light of the flashlight first shone into the iron cabinet room, followed closely by Vodka.

"Hey, Itakura."

"I'm here, where are you?"

Vodka shouted twice, and the only response he received was the dead silence in the iron cabinet room.

"Tch, that guy Itakura hasn't even arrived here yet."

Finding that his counterparty was late, Vodka felt impatient and bored, so he lit a cigarette.

But as soon as he put the lit cigarette in his mouth, a piece of paper clamped on the iron cabinet in front of him attracted his attention.

He walked over and took it and saw that it was the check that the black organization paid to Itakura Taku, intact.

Opening the cabinet again, there was a CD box inside. Inside was a CD that reflected colorful light under the illumination of a flashlight.

Seeing this thing, Vodka had a proud smile on his face.

"This should be the system software designed by that guy Itakura?"

"That stupid guy not only didn't dare to trade face to face, he didn't even dare to spend a penny on the check sent to him."

In fact, vodka is somewhat ironic. It is precisely because he dare not trade face to face that it shows that Taku Itakura is a smart man.

But the people ambush outside are not vegetarians either.

Vodka spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, took off his gloves, peeled off the tape that fixed the CD box, and dialed the number of his accomplice outside.

Seeing the cigarette butt flying far away from the side of the iron cabinet, Conan's face showed a smile of success.

Great, it worked!

Vodka didn't know that his every move was being monitored by others, so he still kept talking on the phone as if nothing had happened.

"It's me. I think that guy is still hanging around."

"Catch him and bring him here."

Calvados on the other side of the phone thought for a moment and told the truth.

"What? You only saw a kid entering the station?"

"Absolutely impossible, go find it quickly!"

Vodka was arrogantly giving orders to the snipers of his own level when a hard object suddenly hit the back of his head.

The cold murderous aura chilled Vodka's neck, and his already short neck subconsciously shrank.

"What do you want to do?"

Gin's cold questioning voice made Vodka realize what the cold temperature was.

"Brother"

Vodka turned his head slightly and saw not only the murderous Gin, but also Michael, the "new member" of the organization, standing at the door.

Why is he here?

Vodka looked shocked. He didn't know why he had already given full authority to the task, but Gin suddenly appeared again, bringing with him the cronies of "that adult".

"Isn't the trading time 12 o'clock tomorrow morning?" Gin asked.

Vodka quickly turned around and explained with an apologetic smile, "He said it was not convenient to come over at that time tomorrow, so we temporarily changed the time."

Vodka told the truth, but Gin still held the gun to his chin.

"Is he communicating with you via email just to modify the transaction time?"

Faced with Gin's still cold questioning, Vodka had cold sweat on his temples and quickly explained the previous situation in order to survive.

"No, actually this time is decided by us."

"When that guy was receiving the letter this time, there happened to be a snowstorm that broke the circuit, so we switched to using the phone to communicate."

Vodka did not realize that he had been induced to change the trading time to the other party's desired trading time.

After hearing Vodka's explanation, Gin thought for three seconds before taking back the pistol that was pressed against Vodka's chin.

Qin Zhibo stood behind and looked at the two people quietly, thinking deeply about their relationship.

It seems that Gin gave this task to Vodka, but in fact, Gin is also quietly observing Vodka's actions.

Maybe it was to ensure the completion of the task, or to test Vodka's ability to do things.

There is also a possibility that Gin does not have 100% trust in vodka, which is also a test of loyalty.

The evidence is that Vodka rescheduled the transaction time with the transaction partner, but did not tell Gin.

But Gin was able to notify him in advance to come and observe Vodka together, which showed that he did not completely trust Vodka from the beginning, either in terms of ability or loyalty.

In fact, for a suspicious person like Gin Jiu, Qin Zhibo would find it a bit incredible if he had 100% trust in anyone.

Unless it's "that adult" they occasionally mention.

At the same time, Conan, who was hiding behind the iron cabinet, did not dare to take a breath. His body was as stiff as a statue, and he eavesdropped on the movements in the iron cabinet room.

In addition to the sounds of old "friends" gin and vodka, for some reason, Conan always felt that there was a third person present.

Three people in total?

Could it be the woman who talked to Itakura Taku on the phone?

In fact, Conan had some guesses about the woman's identity.

Could it be that he was one of the only suspicious persons in the Cupido Hotel incident, Chris Wynyard.

There is currently no evidence to support this idea, except that she is currently the only woman known to Conan who is suspected to be a member of the organization.

In addition to her, another person who disappeared after the incident at the Cupido Hotel was a foreigner named "Michael Bay".

Seeing that Gin's gun was no longer pointed at him, Vodka quickly took out the CD from the cabinet and handed it to Gin as if he was attentive.

"Brother, although that guy guessed our purpose, we have successfully obtained the software."

"His heart is not in good condition and he needs an operation soon. Even if we don't care about him, he will die soon."

When Vodka said this, it was not because he was kind-hearted and wanted to let people go.

It's just that he couldn't find Itakura Taku to silence him. This mistake would probably be blamed on himself. At the moment, he could only try his best to excuse himself.

However, when it comes to vodka, it does reveal a piece of information, that is, the person being traded for vodka is a software engineer with a bad heart.

Qin Zhibo thought to himself, and his mind immediately thought of Itakura Zhuo whom he had just met during the day.

Could it be that the person trading with vodka was Taku Itakura?

But isn't Itakura Taku already?

Qin Zhibo stared blankly, and immediately thought of Conan who had just appeared.

It's definitely not a coincidence that Conan appeared here late at night. Could it be that Conan pretended to be Taku Itakura and contacted Vodka?

In fact, during the day, when he saw Itakura Taku's diary in the hotel room, Qin Zhibo also imagined whether Conan would take action against it.

But based on Qin Zhibo's judgment of the rational part of Conan's thinking, Conan should not take this risk.

The risks of this matter are very high, and the benefits for Conan are unknown.

When the transaction time is approaching, even if the organization is worried about Itakura Taku's nervousness, the organization can arrange for people to monitor the surroundings of the villa. Anyone who goes there will reveal their identity.

As for Qin Zhibo himself, he mainly wanted to obtain the software developed by Itakura Taku.

But judging from the diary, the software has not been developed and may not be usable.

The software was placed in Itakura Zhuo's villa, and Qin Zhibo didn't know where the villa was.

Although this kind of thing can be investigated, 12 o'clock in the evening is the time to send emails, and there is almost no time to prepare.

Just like the danger Conan faced, if he went alone late at night, he might never come back.

Therefore, Itakura Taku's villa is a Pandora's box, and it is impossible for any sane investigator to choose to go there at this time.

But after tonight, the organization will see the news of Itakura Zhuo's death on tomorrow's morning news and release surveillance of the villa.

At that time, you can rush to the villa as soon as possible and find the undeveloped software.

But now it seems that Conan has chosen a reckless style of play that is completely opposite to his own.

The purpose of choosing the transaction time in advance is to prevent the organization from noticing that Taku Itakura is dead and to conclude the transaction.

In order to become bigger, this kid is really working hard enough.

The CD in front of you may be real or fake.

However, it can be seen that Conan's goal is not the software, but some evidence that can grasp the identity of the organization's members.

Qin Zhibo glanced at the small amount of tape left in the cabinet, and there were vodka's fingerprints on it.

It's a very detective approach, which is easy for me to see through, but for the big boss of the organization,

Qin Zhibo was thinking about it when Ginjiu suddenly picked up the software and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a scary evil smile.

"Do you know why he had to hand over the software to us in this way?"

"The purpose is to collect your fingerprints"

Vodka and Qin Zhibo were startled at the same time, but for different reasons.

"Because you can't open it with gloves on." Gin turned around and bent down, picked up the cigarette butt that was still on the ground while vodka was still on the ground, and continued to analyze, "Also, if you can't wait for the person you want to meet here, you will definitely be unable to bear it. I’m in a hurry to smoke.”

"As long as he tests the saliva on the cigarette butt, he will know what your blood type is."

Gin put the cigarette butt on the ground back into Vodka's mouth, which was slightly open due to surprise.

Don't say a word and let the boss personally deliver cigarettes to me

Vodka quickly came to his senses, put the earthy-scented cigarette butt into his pocket, and put on his gloves again.

"Brother."

Gin ignored it and opened the CD box.

"Oh? It seems that this guy is very greedy. He even wants to find out our base."

As he spoke, Gin showed the bottom of the CD box to Vodka and "Michael". It was a yellow sticker, revealing the electronic components inside.

Qin Zhibo looked at this doctor-flavored product and felt speechless.

This transmitter, which is thinner and lighter than AirTag, is indeed Conan’s product.

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely not believe that a transmitter can be stuffed into this thin box.

But Gin is the kind of person who is extremely thoughtful and doesn't believe in evil.

It seems that all Conan's plans have failed.

"This guy Itakura! It seems he doesn't want to live anymore."

Vodka gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, which could be considered as personal confirmation that "that guy" was Taku Itakura.

But Gin shook his head, "You are wrong, Itakura didn't do this."

"When the temperature difference is too great, the sympathetic nerves will be stimulated, putting a huge burden on the heart. For a person with severe heart disease, it is impossible to risk going to a snowy villa."

As he spoke, Gin took off his gloves and touched the surface of the disc box himself.

"The person you are talking to may be someone he found from somewhere, a detective or something like that."

"But he still overlooked one thing. Although the fingerprints on the box were wiped off, there was still a little warmth left on it."

Vodka was startled, "That's it."

"Yes, this means that guy should still be hiding around here."

As Gin spoke, his left eye between his blond bangs squinted into the iron cabinet room like a poisonous snake.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo's and Conan's hearts trembled violently at the same time.

It’s over!

Qin Zhibo never expected that Gin Jiu was a cold-blooded animal, so he could feel a little bit of temperature with his palms.

While he was dazed, Ginjiu had already taken out a new pistol from his waist and handed it to Qin Zhibo.

It was obvious that Gin wanted to help him find someone together.

Originally "Michael" pretended not to be able to hold a gun, but since his new identity was "revealed", this disguise was no longer necessary.

Qin Zhibo took the pistol and followed Gin, while Vodka took out his pistol and surrounded him from the other side of the iron cabinet.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo was mentally prepared.

If Gin finds Conan, he will kill Gin from behind.

As long as the gin is removed, the silly vodka should be easier to deal with.

The only trouble is Calvados outside. I don't know how good his sniping is.

But fortunately, I know his location and can call for foreign aid.

wrong!

Qin Zhibo suddenly felt a shiver in his heart, thinking of Gin Jiu's character - suspicious!

Would Gin, who was so suspicious, give himself a loaded pistol and expose his back to himself at the same time?

Gin walked in front, outflanking each layer of iron cabinets with Vodka.

Qin Zhibo walked behind and gently opened the magazine to confirm.

It was indeed empty.

The magazine was empty, but one round was loaded.

In other words, this gun can only fire one bullet.

If he shot Gin himself, he would probably die from the indiscriminate shooting of vodka.

Or does Gin seem to be staring ahead at this moment, but is actually looking behind him?

Even this bullet might be a dud. After all, with Gin and Vodka's pistols, there was no need for another gun like theirs.

Qin Zhibo held Gin Jiu's pistol in one hand and quietly held the pocket [Emanuel Gun] in the other hand, walking behind Gin Jiu.

layer.

two floors

third floor

The final layer.

When they came to the two sides of the cabinet on the last floor, gin and vodka looked at each other. The targets in the pistols were each other, and there was no third person.

Gin looked stunned for a moment, and Vodka thought it was his elder brother's mistake this time, so he came over to ask for instructions.

"Brother, there is no one at all. What should we do now?"

Qin Zhibo glanced around and found that Conan could not be seen.

There are two possibilities at the moment. One is that Conan is not reckless enough to guard here, and he has left long ago.

two is

Qin Zhibo glanced at the cabinet without leaving any trace.

At the same time, Conan was hiding in the cabinet, trying to hold his breath as calmly as possible, but his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, increasing his lung capacity to a pointless extent.

Fortunately, I can fit into this cabinet with my figure, otherwise

Just as Conan was shrinking in this small space, seeking a sense of security, Gin outside took action again.

He turned around suddenly and reached out suddenly to open the cabinet.

The iron sheets collided with each other, making a clanging sound, which struck Conan's nerves like thunder from the sky.

Ruined!

He's checking the cabinets!

Conan's pupils were dilated and his eyes were fixed on the cabinet door.

Suddenly, the cabinet door moved.

A ray of light poured in from the outside, shining on the child with a frightened face inside.

At this moment, this ray of light in the darkness does not symbolize hope, but death.

It's over!

Now there's not even an anesthesia needle, it's completely over!

Conan's heart was beating to the limit. From birth to now, there was probably no critical moment closer to death than now.

At this moment, Conan's brain didn't even have room for regret. The panic made his brain completely blank.

The cabinet door gradually opens, and more light pours in from the outside.

It wasn't until the cabinet door was halfway open that a human face was wedged squarely in the gap between the cabinet doors.

It's a blond foreigner!

Here is johnne!

doge……

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