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Chapter 301 Number Plate No. 124~

"Exchanging number plates?"

Shu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "...you mean, the person who traded with Long Yu... ahem, with the man in black, exchanged the number plates of the check-in counter?"

"Yes! That's what happened~" Conan pinched his chin and turned his head to glance at Shu Yunwen, "...and, what did you want to say just now? Did you want to say tequila? When the man in black called just now

, seems to have claimed that..."

"However, this name is so strange~ Could it be some kind of code name?"

Let me try! Conan, you are so awesome, you guessed it right in one go!

Shu Yunwen twitched the corner of his mouth twice and changed the topic: "Okay, let's not talk about it. Assuming that someone really traded number plates with the man in black, when did they complete the transaction? Damn it... now...

It’s going to be hard to find…”

Conan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then rolled his eyes: "Brother Yunwen, have you forgotten what I told you before at the check-in counter?"

"...The suitcase that the man in black got has an iron plate with the word M on it. The iron plate is a suitcase customized by Mantiantang Company. In other words, the man in black's transaction partner is most likely Mantian.

People from Paradise Video Game Company..."

"...People from the video game company?" Shu Yunwen narrowed his eyes, "But even so, it will be troublesome to find, right? If we investigate and eliminate the people from the video game company one by one, it will take a long time..."

Shu Yunwen was talking when he suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "...No! We may be able to find that person right away!"

"Ah?" Conan looked surprised, "Really?"

Shu Yunwen nodded immediately: "That's right! I remember that the man in black jumped in the queue when he was depositing the items, and happened to be in line behind Shumei and I. Shumei's number plate is No. 123, and the number of the man in black is

The number plate is No. 124. In other words, the person holding the number plate No. 124 is the person in black who is trading!"

"...that is, the murderer!"

"Next, we just need to ask President Ishikawa to gather all the employees of his company and look at their number plates to find the murderer!"

Conan heard this and nodded seriously: "Brother Yunwen, you are right. In that case, let's find that person first~"

"...Of course, if that person really exists."

"Huh? What really exists? What do you mean, kid?" Shu Yunwen turned to look at Conan.

Conan rolled his eyes and said: "...Please! Brother Yunwen, everything you just told me seems to be that the man in black was killed by the bomb. The man in black was trading with others. After the transaction, he was killed in the box.

Bombing death, etc. are just your one-sided words. There is no evidence at all. Why do you want me to believe you? Unless you can show evidence~"

As the Conan kid spoke, he put his hands behind his head with a "stupid Earthling" expression on his face.

"Well……"

Shu Yunwen suddenly had a black line on his forehead——

Damn it! Evidence? I have woolly evidence! Chengshi saw and heard this, and we can’t even explain it...

However, Conan’s eyes are so flat!

Shu Yunwen turned to look at Conan, smiled slightly, and then Conan shivered and ran away——

Judging from Conan's experience of being punched in the head every day and almost becoming mentally disabled, Shu Yunwen definitely wanted to hit him just now!



On the third floor of the hotel, in the food area, there are seats for two near the window.

There were two cups of Coke and two plates of cake on the exquisite round table. A woman dressed as an office worker and a brown-haired beauty in a white coat were chatting softly, and occasionally chuckled.

"Shiho, you must smile more every day. Seeing you doing all the messy research all day long makes people feel depressed. No boy will like this." Miyano Akemi took a sip of Coke.

His eyes squinted from laughter.

Miyano Shiho said "Oh": "No, I won't. Anyway, I'm not interested in men..."

"...Ah..." Miyano Akemi opened her mouth wide and looked at Miyano Shiho blankly.

Miyano Shiho rolled his eyes: "...I'm not interested in girls either..."

"Uh...hehe..." Miyano Akemi laughed out loud, "Shiho, you just like to talk nonsense. Shiho, you are so gentle, cute, virtuous, beautiful, and have a good temper, there will definitely be many boys who like you.

, you must choose a very good husband in the future..."

Miyano Akemi was talking when suddenly, her mobile phone rang.

Miyano Akemi quickly took out her mobile phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello..."

"Is this Miyano Akemi?" A cold voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

Miyano Akemi's expression changed, she stood up and said, "Gin? What's the matter?"

"We just got the news that that idiot Tequila was killed by a bomb after trading with the target!" On the phone, Gin's voice was as unpleasant as sandpaper, "...you are assisting Tequila this time.

A non-staff member of the transaction, so now I would like to trouble you to go to the venue of Mantiantian Game’s new product launch conference to investigate the cause of Tequila’s death, and by the way, see if our trading partner said anything that should not be said..."

"...If he says so, then find an opportunity...kill him!"

The expression on Miyano Akemi's beautiful face changed again and again, and then she said: "...Okay, I understand, I'll be there right away."

"Hurry up. After the police arrive, they should seal off the new product launch venue. You must sneak in before them and investigate everything. In addition, take me to say hello to Shirley and tell her that it's time to go back to bed."

"...Understood." Miyano Akemi agreed, took a deep breath, then turned to look at Miyano Shiho, a smile appeared on her face again:

"Shiho, I'm really sorry. I have other things to do now, so I have to leave immediately. I don't know how long I will be busy, so you can go back by yourself."

"I understand." Miyano Shiho stood up, "Is it a task within the organization? Can't you tell me?"

Miyano Akemi hesitated for a moment, then said: "It's Tequila, he was killed just now. I am his partner in this trading mission, so I have to investigate his situation now."

"Tequila? That guy with a brain capacity similar to that of vodka? With his IQ, it's not surprising that he was killed." Shiho said venomously.

Miyano Akemi smiled slightly, with an apology on her face: "Sorry, I wanted to sit with you for a little longer..."

"It's nothing." Miyano Shiho nodded, "...Sister, please be safe."

"Don't worry! It's just a simple investigation mission... Well, Shiho, I'll leave first. We'll meet again when we have time." Miyano Akemi chuckled lightly and waved to Miyano Shiho, "Remember to go home early and go to bed.

oh!"

"Goodbye, sister."

In front of his seat, Miyano Shiho waved his hand, watched Miyano Akemi disappear into the sea of ​​people, and turned to look out the window.

The night is as dark as ink, and the whole city is brightly lit, just like daytime.

In the reflection of the window, Miyano Shiho's eyes were dull and dull, he lost focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking...


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