At this moment, Dr. Ari pressed the light switch just as Conan said.
The surroundings suddenly became bright, and at the same time, Vodka's suspicious voice came from the receiver: "Is there someone next to you?"
Dr. A Li: "!!!"
Conan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked out the window: Could it be that he had made a mistake in his judgment, and there were really people from the black organization hiding around him?!
...No, that's not right. The place where Dr. Ali is located is a blind spot from the window. And if Vodka really saw the lights on in the villa, his first words should be "Is there a call?"
Therefore, when the other person asked this question, it was probably not what he saw, but the sound of Dr. Ali pressing the light switch, which aroused the other person's alertness.
Thoughts flashed by, and Conan said in the voice of Taku Itakura: "There are no people in this wilderness, and there are ghosts, so don't scare me."
Vodka: "..." No one? That's not necessarily true. If you do this today or do that tomorrow, you might have delayed someone else's important business at some point, so someone plans to kill you for revenge - that snap just now, that might be it.
A certain death switch is turning on.
If you die, please give me the software.
Vodka felt a sense of urgency to fight for information from the God of Death, and he said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and trade, I will only tell you the time and place once, you must listen carefully——
"There is a Kanbashi Station under construction in Tokyo. At zero o'clock tomorrow, you go to the bottom floor of that station and find the coin-operated iron cabinet No. 0032. Wait for me there. Remember to bring the software."
Conan felt equally nervous when he heard this time.
Although the hotel manager is experienced, the reporters in Tokyo are also experienced - now they have been attracted by another case encountered by Jiangxia and are reporting there, but once the heat passes, they will probably pay attention again tomorrow
The hotel where Taku Itakura died.
If Taku Itakura's death would unfortunately be published in the newspapers before midnight tomorrow...
Conan coughed twice: "It's not possible at this time. As you know, my heart has deteriorated badly recently. I have made an appointment for surgery and will have to be admitted to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow afternoon."
The corners of Vodka's eyes twitched slightly: "How long will it take for you to be discharged from a major surgery like a heart attack? Maybe you haven't finished the software and are looking for excuses to delay the process."
Conan: "..." You really guessed it right.
But Itakura Taku hasn't finished, what does this have to do with me, Kudo Shinichi?
"Of course it's done, and others can forget about it. How dare I mess around with your affairs? After all, you are a group of talents who can break into private houses several times without leaving any evidence." Conan said in a dissatisfied tone, "Don't get me wrong, wait until you are discharged from the hospital.
, I’ll give it to you right away.”
Vodka: "..." After all, it's not about pigeons? Sure enough, it still has the familiar smell in the work records.
"I can't wait that long." Vodka didn't want to have long nights and dreams. If it was delayed until Uzo noticed this programmer, things would be in trouble. "Put your operation back for a day, and you can do it after the transaction tomorrow.
"
Conan said in a tone of "You're being unreasonable": "The surgeon in charge is a surgical expert that I finally got an appointment with. Do you know how full his schedule is? It will take half a year at least if I want to make an appointment with him."
After that, I won’t be able to hold on until then.”
This kind of life-threatening matter cannot be easily compromised, even if he is threatened with his life.
Vodka's head swelled, but suddenly, he thought of a trading opportunity.
"Then trade before you go to hospital tomorrow afternoon." Vodka thought for a while, "After dawn, there will be a lot of construction workers at the station. Let's do this, I will give you 4 hours - at 4 o'clock in the morning after 4 hours, you can
I rushed back to Tokyo with the software and went to the place I just mentioned for trading on time."
People with heart disease are very taboo about staying up late and working hard, but Itakura Taku was so seriously ill that he usually liked to hide around alone. He was not the kind of person who paid attention to health.
Vodka: "..." And if Itakura Taku came back all the way from Gunma Prefecture and suddenly died of illness during the transaction, it would be a double blessing - they could even save the step of silence.
"The only thing I have to pay attention to is that when he dies, I have to evacuate in time and clear up the relationship." With this thought, Vodka continued to call "Taku Itakura" while tapping the laptop on his lap and calling the peripheral members.
Send an email - ask them to strictly guard the station and be wary of any unrelated people approaching.
When Vodka was secretly thinking about it.
Opposite me, Conan was overjoyed: Vodka actually came with him!
"This, this is too hasty." He declined a few words and finally reluctantly agreed, "Okay, but you must promise that you will disappear from my life as soon as the deal is over.
, don’t disturb me again!”
"No problem." Vodka's conscience didn't hurt at all: You are in the underworld and we are in Tokyo, how can this not be considered a kind of disappearance? As long as there is no trouble from Uzo, we will not disturb you in this life.
"Then see you in 4 hours."
The transaction was completed happily together, and both parties got a satisfactory result.
but……
Thinking of the vague noise just now, Vodka reminded: "Pay more attention to your surroundings when you go out, and don't be plotted by your clients."
Conan's heart thumped: "!"
...I didn't expect Vodka to be a prophet. But looking at the bright side, this actually shows that Itakura Taku's death has nothing to do with the organization, and the possibility of the next operation being successful has once again increased.
Soon, both parties hung up the phone thoughtfully.
…
Dr. A Li listened to the whole story with bated breath. At this time, he only felt horrified: "You don't want to bring the software to trade with them - without evidence of their committing a crime, even if you bring the police, they can't arrest you. You appear in their sight."
Among them, it will only lead to the silence of those people!"
Conan laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid, and I won't contact them face to face. It's just that this transaction must be done in advance - otherwise, when the black organization knows about Itakura Taku's death after dawn, they will immediately realize that they just talked to him
It's not me who made the call. In that case, these guys who value mystery and concealment may disappear again."
As he spoke, Conan took out his handkerchief and wiped all the places that he and Dr. Ali had touched: "I'll first wipe away the traces that we have been here. Doctor, go and warm up the car - we have to leave here immediately and return.
Tokyo."
Dr. Ali looked outside, a little panicked. Not sure if it was an illusion, but he always felt like there was a car light on the road in the distance: "But, is there really no one watching us nearby?"
