Seeing Conan open the door and come in, Dr. Ari greeted with a smile, "Shinichi, you came just in time. My long-lost new invention is finally completed! I also made backup tracking glasses for you, so you don't have to worry about the tracking glasses running out of power in the future.
Got it!"
Conan patted the snow falling on his cotton coat, "Where is Huiyuan?"
Dr. Ali looked at the stairs leading to the underground, "She is taking a bath in the bathroom..."
“That’s great.” Conan breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's great?" Dr. Ali stared at Conan with a strange look, "You don't want to take a peek, do you?"
Conan choked, and looked at Dr. A Li for half a month, "How is that possible!"
Is he that kind of person?
Why does everyone doubt his character?
Conan briefly told Dr. Agasa about Itakura Taku, and signaled Dr. Agasa not to disturb Haibara Ai. The two of them got together and used the computer to read Itakura Taku's diary.
[March 7th... A man speaking with a Kansai accent suddenly came to me. He seemed to be very interested in a software I had developed before. However, after he learned that my eyesight had deteriorated and I could no longer continue development, he quickly
He left...the man whose whole body was pitch-black...I hope I won’t see him again in the future...]
At the beginning, there was only one day in the diary where Tequila was recorded.
However, when Conan used the mouse to highlight the page, the hidden white text emerged.
“On March 26th...the pen on the table was moved another five centimeters, and sure enough, someone sneaked into my studio..."
“On April 15th, someone broke into my house without permission. It was useless to report the crime. The police would not take care of this kind of case. There was nothing we could do because there were no traces left and nothing was missing..."
“On June 11, the locks on the gate were changed and hidden cameras were installed, but to no avail…”
“Who is it on July 6th?! Come out quickly!”
“December 19th, I’m so tired. If I continue like this, I might be killed one day…”
“On January 6, in order to get rid of this horrible surveillance, I left a note on the table for the intruder. The content is: [I am willing to accept your conditions...]..."
Conan slid the mouse wheel and continued to mutter while looking down.
"On January 8, surprisingly, the other party responded quickly. The intruder placed a message where I put the note...On it was written the word 'ok' and a string of words in red.
The phone number, those two red words may have been written in blood, probably to warn me that if it were leaked out, I would die..."
"On January 23, I was confused for a long time, but I still didn't choose to call the police and called the phone. The person who answered the phone was actually a woman. She spoke with a strong attitude like a queen. Her request was that I should be released within a year.
After completing the software under development, they are willing to buy it at a high price...it seems to be an accomplice of the burly man who came before."
"On February 13, the method of contacting them was changed to email. I made two conditions, one was that the remuneration deposit given to me should be transferred to my bank account, and the other was that it would not be allowed again in the future.
Come harass me..."
"On July 17, I suddenly received an anonymous phone call late at night. The man on the other end had a hoarse and ugly voice. It was almost the ugliest voice I have ever heard in the world. He only asked, 'Where are you now?', so tough and cold.
His tone, no need to think about it, it must be one of theirs... I lied to him, saying I was at home, and told them not to forget their promise not to disturb me again... The other party quickly hung up the phone."
“July 21, since that day, no one has contacted me again, and no one seems to have been to my house. It seems that they kept their promise, or maybe it was just a wrong call that night.”
“December 22, no, I still can’t do it! The reason why I decided to terminate the development of that software was not only for the deterioration of my eyesight, but also for the sake of all mankind...”
Dr. Ali was surprised, “For, for all mankind?”
What exactly does that organization want to do?
Conan said nothing, staring at the computer with a solemn expression and continuing to scroll down.
"On February 9th, the delivery date was approaching. I planned to hide the unfinished software and a check equal to the remuneration deposit next to the computer in the villa, and then escape abroad... They informed me of the delivery time.
The email with the address will be sent at 12 midnight five days later. During this period, I must find a way to escape..."
Conan had a smile on his lips.
This is the diary from four days ago, which means that the email will be sent at 12 o'clock tonight...
“Huh?” Dr. Ali looked at the computer screen, “The last diary entry seems to have hidden text!”
Conan checked in reverse, "February 10th, but what on earth did they want to do with that software? I can't forget what the woman who answered the phone said to me... Yes, I couldn't stand her that time
The tone of the speech made me unable to help but ask her, 'Who are you?', the woman smiled and said to me in English...e."
Dr. A Li’s face changed drastically, “What do you mean?”
He can understand this piece of English, but he doesn't understand the meaning at all.
“We can be gods or demons,” Conan’s eyes were filled with astonishment, “because…”
"We have to go against the flow of time," Haiyuan Ai didn't know when she came behind the two of them, looking at the computer, "let the dead resurrect..."
Conan and Dr. A Li were startled, and quickly turned to look at Haibara Ai.
“What is that?” Haihara Ai asked, “Are you reading any fantasy novel in which a magic user appears?”
“Yes, yes,” Dr. Ali sweated profusely and used a smile to cover up his panic, “I have recently become obsessed with foreign novels serialized on websites...”
"Haha..." Conan scratched his head and laughed dryly.
"Then what?" Haihara Ai glanced at Conan, "Kudo, what are you doing here again?"
“Well...” Conan couldn’t find an excuse for a moment.
“He is here to try out my new invention!” Dr. Ali said hurriedly.
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“Ah, yes!” Conan nodded quickly.
Haiyuan Ai watched for a while and saw that the two of them were just experimenting with inventions with great interest. He said hello and turned back to the room.
As soon as Haibara Ai left, Conan immediately called Dr. Agasa and drove to Itakura Taku's villa in Gunma County.
Arriving at the villa before 12 midnight, Conan found the unfinished program and check from behind the computer. The computer in the villa also received the email, but the email required a password within ten seconds, otherwise it would be automatically deleted.
Neither Conan nor Dr. Ari knew the password, so they could only watch the email being deleted.
Soon, the phone in the villa rang...
The two of them didn't dare to answer the phone. After the ringing ended, a man's dull voice came from the answering machine: "Hey, what's the matter? Are you there, Mr. Itakura?"
Vodka!
Conan heard the sound of vodka and guessed that they had been found to have used the computer in the villa, so he panicked.
There won’t be anyone from that organization near the villa, right? Are they surrounded?
The answering machine came from Vodka's increasingly impatient urging, "Hey, talk! I know you are in the villa, answer the phone quickly!"
Conan had no choice but to answer the phone, using a voice changer to imitate the voice of Taku Itakura he heard in the video, and answered the phone, "Ah, I'm so sorry, I almost couldn't find the phone in the dark. It seems that there is a power outage here because of the incoming snowstorm.
It's also because of this that I didn't have time to read the email just now..."
Dr. Ali stood behind Conan, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Conan circled around with the vodka, turning on the lights to find out that unorganized people were watching nearby, and then asked about the transaction location.
“Hmph, I’ll only say it once, please listen carefully...”
On an overpass in Tokyo, the headlights of a black car illuminated the open space in front and the snow falling from the sky.
Vodka leaned on the railing and stood in the heavy snow while talking on the phone, "Do you know there is a station called 'Xianqiao Station' that is still under construction? It is a beautiful station on the Dongdu Subway. At 12 o'clock tomorrow night, at
Meet in front of locker No. 0032 on the bottom floor of the station. Don’t forget to bring that software.”
“No, I won’t be able to do it tomorrow.”
Hearing the rejection on the phone, Vodka suddenly became unhappy, "Hey! What did you say?"
"You also know that my heart is not very good. I just went to the hospital yesterday to register for admission examination..."
“You probably haven’t finished designing the program yet and want to delay it deliberately?”
“How, how is it possible, I’ve already finished it.”
“Then when is it convenient for you to come out?”
“After I am discharged from the hospital, it will probably take three or four days, no, it may take more than five or six days…”
“Idiot, I can’t wait that long, you delay your discharge!”
"I have made an appointment with a well-known cardiac surgery authority. There is no way to change the time. If you want me to hand it over to you before admission, it can only be tonight. During the day, someone will go to the station to work. This is for you.
Is it even more disadvantageous?"
“Let’s do it at 4 o’clock! It will be 4 o’clock in the morning in four hours. Take the software to the location I just mentioned..."
I was careful about the vodka, and it took almost four hours to drive there from Gunma.
In trading, you cannot give the other party time to make small moves.
“Four hours later?!” Conan said in a surprised tone, “You want me to rush from Gunma to Tokyo?”
“Now that the software has been completed, is this enough time?”
"I, understand, I will arrive there in four hours, but you are not allowed to ambush there," Conan pretended to be cautious and bluffing, "If I see your accomplices, this transaction will be terminated immediately.
, even if you rob it hard, you will never know how to use this software."
“Hmph! You are really cautious. Don’t forget to meet us in front of locker No. 0032 on the bottom floor of the station in four hours!”
"no problem."
hang up the phone.
Conan showed a triumphant smile and asked Dr. Agasa to drive to Tokyo.
He just wants to change the trading time to tonight.
Itakura Taku is dead. As a well-known figure, there will be media reports at the latest tomorrow morning. By then the people in the organization know that Itakura Taku is dead, and he will have no chance to contact the organization.