Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"On March 7, a burly man from Kansai dialect came to me suddenly, as if he was very interested in the software I had developed before, but he knew that my eyesight had deteriorated and he no longer wanted to continue developing that software, so he simply Leaving... the pitch-black man, I hope I won't see him again..."

"This is a diary from 2 years ago."

Conan leaned in front of the computer carefully browsing the information, his brows gradually raised.

"It seems that tequila is not mentioned in the diary later... As a result, it turns out that those guys seem to want Itakura to develop some kind of software, and they were really happy..."

Gao Cheng thought about it and moved closer: "Will there be any secret codes? Maybe something can be hidden with computer technology..."

"Hidden information?" There was hope in Conan's eyes again. "I'll go and see the doctor. Maybe he can figure it out... I'll tell you if I have any clues."

"Oh."

Gao Cheng watched as Conan took the disk and hurried downstairs. At this moment, Xiao Ai came down from the third floor after taking a shower, with a steaming towel on her head and said strangely: "Are there any clues?"

"There is not much gain for the time being," Gao Chengchao asked Xiaoai. "Do you know what that organization is doing to find software engineers everywhere?"

"I'm not sure, I just heard about it..."

Xiao Ai dried her hair, paused, and silently looked at Gao Cheng.

"City households, can you stop? The power of the organization is not something you can resist. Continue investigations will only get deeper and deeper, maybe..."

"Even if I don't investigate, Conan won't give up."

Gao Cheng returned to the office, saved the information he copied from the disk, and then reconnected the Internet cable after confirming that there was no virus.

"And avoiding can't solve the problem, you don't want to be so scared and afraid to avoid it?"

Seeing that Xiao Ai was still worried, Gao Cheng chuckled and promised: "Don't worry, no matter what dangers there are, I will deal with them. At least I can ensure safety."

...

At home of Dr. Ari, Conan sat in front of the computer intently and moved the mouse.

"It's restored to a basic document... Move the cursor to the blank space of each diary, and press the left button to highlight the words..."

"Sure enough, it is a hidden text. If you type in the same color as your back, the text will disappear. Mr. Itakura may be afraid that someone will steal his diary, so he tried to prevent the stolen from reading the contents of the diary..."

Conan looked solemn.

"Hidden text began to appear 10 days after encountering Tequila."

"This is..." Dr. A Li followed and found that the hidden text and the main text were written by almost two people. The main text was plain, but the hidden text was full of fear.

"On March 26, the pen on the table was moved 5cm again, and someone sneaked into my studio..."

"On April 15th, someone came in without authorization this time. The police will not handle this kind of case. There is no way, because there are no traces left, and nothing has been stolen..."

"On June 11, the door lock was changed, and a hidden camera was installed, but it seemed useless..."

"On December 19th, I was so tired. If this goes on, maybe one day I will be killed..."

"On January 6, in order to get rid of this horror, I left a note on the table... I promised..."

"On January 8th, the other party replied, and put a note in the place where I put the note. It only said red OK and a string of phone numbers..."

"On January 23, I still did not dare to choose to call the police. I heard a woman's voice after calling the phone. She spoke like a queen and asked me to complete the software within a year. They were willing to buy it at a high price... "

Conan and Dr. A Li looked at each other, and continued to move the mouse to look down.

"On February 13, the contact method was changed to e-mail. I opened two conditions, one is to remit the remuneration deposit to the account, and the other is to never harass me in the future..."

"On December 22, no, I still can't do it. The reason why the software development was terminated was not only because of the deterioration of eyesight, but also for the sake of all mankind..."

"For humans?" Conan browsed all the information, busy checking the time again.

"Mr. Itakura hid the unfinished software and the check with the same amount as the remuneration next to the villa computer, ready to escape the relationship and escape abroad? No wonder he took so much work, it turned out to be preparing for the escape fund..."

A smile appeared on Conan's solemn face.

"At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, those guys will send an email notifying the delivery time and place to Mr. Itakura's mailbox... Doctor, please help me check the location of Mr. Itakura's villa..."

"Didi di!" The phone on Conan's body rang as he was talking.

"It's me," Gao Cheng called. "How about it, any clues? No?"

Kao Sung thoughtfully ended the call and put away his cell phone.

Xiao Ai drank a sip of tea next to him: "What? No result?"

Gao Cheng shook his head: "The boy's tone has changed. According to previous experience, he must have discovered something but wanted to act alone... Xiaoai, help me see if there is any hidden information in the diary materials. has a problem!"

...

On the highway from Tokyo to Gunma Prefecture, heavy snow was still falling at night, and a beetle was driving through the snow with its headlights on.

"Is this really good?" Dr. Aka drove the car and said worriedly, "Leave the city owner and come here... Maybe those people are lying in ambush around that villa..."

"No," Conan certainly smiled, "Mr. Itakura is so nervous, he can even notice the pen on the table moves 5 centimeters, the other party will not easily stimulate him, otherwise he will not let him plan to escape...this It is enough for us to go to the villa once. If you tell the town households, Huihara will know that things will become troublesome instead."

"But if the news of Itakura's murder is exposed on TV broadcast..."

"Today's news is all about the fleeing gem robber~www.NovelMTL.com~ The news about the murder of Itakura should not come out until tomorrow, so we have to hurry up."

A drop of sweat dripped from the corner of Conan's eyes, and even though he was sure, he was still nervous.

Perhaps this time is the closest time to the truth...

Downstairs from the Jidoo Detective Office, Gao Cheng wore a helmet and rode on a motorcycle. After starting the engine, he looked to the door to see off Xiaowei.

"I asked an employee of a video game company. Itakura’s villa is in Gunma Prefecture. Conan and the doctor should have gone there... Maybe the gin will appear. You stay in the office and wait for my news. I should be there tomorrow. Will be back."

Xiao Ai silently watched the Gaocheng engine car drive into the wind and snow, tightened his fingers, and turned back to look at the second floor of the City Detective Office.

I don’t know when it will start, it has become a homelike existence, I don’t know what the future will become...