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2612The future of organization

In the basement of an abandoned factory.

Conan banged on the door for a while, but made no progress. The cold iron door stood in front of him, making him regret for the countless times that he didn't take the opportunity to learn something like karate from his friends.

"No, this is not the way to go." Conan clutched his sore shoulders and stopped panting, "I'd better look for another exit first."

He turned around to explore the dark basement, but at this moment, an increasingly heated conversation came from diagonally above.

Conan immediately held his breath and raised his ears to listen.

At first I thought the kidnappers had differences of opinion, but upon closer inspection, it seemed more like they were arguing about something else.

While they were arguing, someone suddenly broke out. After a heavy knock, all the movement subsided.

Conan: "..." Yes, did he hear it wrong?

Why did that sound just now sound so much like an iron rod hitting the back of the head? Could it be that a brutal murder was happening upstairs?

Just as I was scratching my head with curiosity, suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside, as if the perpetrator was dragging the body over.

Conan: "..."

Conan: "!" Yes!



The Kataoka family.

The Mu Mu Police Department looked at the few safe children and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to Mr. Kataoka and said: "Anyway, it's fine - the 30 million ransom and the kidnappers, uh, and the liars, we will

I’ll help you recover it as soon as possible.”

As he said that, he looked at his colleagues: "That's it for today, next time..."

"Wait!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya finally figured out the situation. As a smart kid who was often exposed to cases, he sorted out the situation in his mind and soon came up with a shocking guess.

He gestured and explained to the adults: "When we went to visit Xiaochun, Xiaochun said that he wanted to play in the game arcade for a while. In order to realize his wish, Conan put on Xiaochun's hospital gown.

, stayed in the ward for him."

Speaking of this, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said anxiously: "Did the kidnappers kidnap Conan as Xiaojun? - We found Conan's shoes, watch, bow tie and detective badge in the ward. If he left on his own

, I will definitely bring these things, and at least put on my shoes. But now..."

The more I listened, the more I realized something was wrong. Police Department: "..."

The more I listened, the more I couldn't help the vodka that raised the corner of my mouth: "..." Wonderful.

Of course, appropriate concerns still need to be expressed.

The enthusiastic "Mr. Yamada" quickly controlled his expression and said worriedly: "This is going to be bad. If the kidnapper learns that he has arrested the wrong person, the child will definitely..."

"Will you be silenced by the kidnappers?" A voice suddenly came from the door, followed by Vodka's words, "Uncle Yamada knows the psychology of kidnappers very well!"

"?!" This familiar voice made Vodka jump and look towards the door.

In his ghostly gaze, a gray-faced primary school student wearing a hospital gown stood at the door, raising his face and showing him a sweet smile.

The two sides looked at each other, and Conan continued what he just said, smiling innocently: "As expected of a fan of brother Jiang Xia, his knowledge of crime is very solid!"

Vodka: "..." Hehe, with this innocent face, if someone else listens to this sentence, he may really think that he has been praised.

...But this trick is ineffective on him, he has already seen through the nature of this little Yinbi!

This brief confrontation did not last long and was interrupted by the cheers of several children.

——Although they despise Conan for being a little bitch, there is no such thing as an overnight feud between primary school students. The members of the Young Detective Team happily surrounded Conan.

The Mumu Police Department couldn't help but smile with relief when they saw this happy reunion scene. However...

He asked Conan curiously: "How did you escape from the kidnappers?"

Vodka pricked up his ears silently: Yes, how could this kid escape from the kidnapper? Let him listen to the situation - if this kid falls into his hands in the future, he must not make the same mistake as the kidnapper.

Conan scratched his head: "This is a long story...but not too long - Police Department, I witnessed a corpse dumping case!"

Memu Police Department: "?"



Ten minutes ago.

Listening to the series of heavy footsteps approaching the door, Conan's thoughts were spinning rapidly. Suddenly, the fake elementary school student had an idea and quietly hid behind the door.

Not long after, the heavy iron door was pried open, the murderer dragged the body in and threw the body into the depths.

While he was busy dumping the body, a primary school student sneaked out from behind the door and ran away.

Conan: "..." I'm sorry, Mr. Dead. If I had brought my foot-strengthening shoes and anesthesia watch, I would have helped you catch the person on the spot. But it doesn't matter what I want now... But don't worry, I will hide nearby and watch.

Find out the appearance of the murderer, and then immediately call the police and detectives to help you redress your injustice!



"That's it." Conan wrote a few words on the paper and handed it to the police. "I hid quietly nearby. When the murderer came out, I followed him and wrote down his license plate number - so you should

You can find people quickly."

The Mumu Police Department did not expect such a surprise. He happily touched the head of the primary school student and praised sincerely: "Conan is so smart!"

After saying that, he straightened up and sent some people to the scene to investigate the murderer.

After assigning the task, Memu Police Department accidentally turned around and suddenly found that his brother Yamada didn't look very good.

"Are you okay?" Police Department Memu asked with concern, "Is your leg starting to hurt again?"

Vodka kept smiling: "A little."

Vodka: "..." By chance, he got out of the crisis because of a murder? It still has some credibility to others, but in the eyes of informed organization members... who will believe it!

"Is it possible that this kid is only 7 years old and can already imitate Uzo, arrange a simple murder case and make it work for him?... He really has a good teacher!" Vodka gritted his teeth and endured.

I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

He panicked for a moment, took a deep breath, and comforted himself: "No, the incident happened suddenly, this kid shouldn't have such great abilities - in comparison, Uzo should have reserved a gap for this, and what happened today

, it was a test for him to put that little Yinbi to the test.

"If you succeed in taking advantage of the murder that happened around you, you can come back alive. If you fail, you will be killed at the hands of the kidnappers... This guy Uzo is as cruel and cold-blooded as ever in his treatment of children. And he is also good at hitting him with a stick.

Give me a sweet date - that kid has tasted the sweetness of murder, and he will happily embark on the road Uzo is walking on."


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