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Chapter 138 Is this what fish is used for?

After straightening out his thoughts, Conan had time to think about his current situation.

Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, and realizing that he was getting further and further away from the port, Conan looked at Shiraishi next to him: "Can I call Xiaolan? She can't find me. If she calls the police, things will be very troublesome.

"

Seeing that the man in black had no objection, Conan took out the little Beetle phone the doctor had just made and dialed Mao Lilan.

As expected, Mao Lilan had discovered that Conan was missing and was getting a little anxious.

This is not Conan's first time running around, he has rich experience.

In the past, I used to use my doctorate or classmates as excuses, but now, Conan has a new excuse: "I met Brother Shiraishi at the port after I got lost. He and his friends came to fish today. I will fish with them for a while and then go back!"

"That's good." Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, then got a little angry, "Next time you are in a crowded place, you must follow me closely and don't run around! Give the phone to Mr. Shiraishi, I will tell them

Thank you."

"Ah, okay..." Conan had already discovered that the back seat was empty, and it was impossible for Black Cat to stuff people into the trunk. This meant that Shiraishi, whom Mao Lilan wanted to talk to, was not in the car at all now.

After taking a look at the man in black, he saw that he had no intention of helping him out. Conan could only laugh and make up:

"Brother Baishi fell into the sea while sleeping. His friends are fishing for him. When they land, I will ask him to call you! Don't say anything anymore. I will also help fish him out. I will die first!"

"...where did it fall???"

Mao Lilan asked a few questions in confusion, but Conan had already hung up the phone.

She silently looked at the phone with a black screen, suspecting that Conan was bluffing her.

But recalling Shiraishi's usual state, the more Mao Lilan thought about it, the more she felt that this might be true.

She stood on tiptoe worriedly and looked around along the coast, trying to see where the white stone had fallen and whether she could help.

At this time, Kogoro Mori, who overheard the conversation, pulled her impatiently:

"Leave him alone, that kid downstairs will take good care of him. Without the naughty kid, it's just convenient for us to enjoy the party...hehehehe."

Looking at the beauties passing by, Mouri Kogoro coquettishly picked off the rose pinned in his breast pocket, popped it into his mouth, and showed a happy smile.



After solving Mao Lilan's problem, Conan's confused brain finally cooled down again.

He was playing with his Beetle phone and thought of what had just happened: "Why did Kidd target you? Did you take away the 'Dark Star' in advance?"

"Target me?" Bai Shi sneered disdainfully, "He's here to save you."

Conan was originally a little confused and didn't know where he needed to be saved, but after seeing Shiraishi's villain costume, he quickly got the answer.

After recalling the brief confrontation just now... well, let's call it a confrontation, Conan discovered other doubts: "Why do you carry so many fish with you?"

The way Kidd threw the fish in panic just now was deeply etched in Conan's mind, which made him think for a moment that the black cat had specially prepared a pile of fish and used it to deal with Kidd.

But soon, Conan denied this speculation.

A black cat's character would definitely not play such ridiculous tricks.

Taking the whole scene into consideration, his reaction at that time was more like noticing the situation above from the shadow on the ground, and then he threw the thing in his hand up to free up his hands and give himself time to take out the weapon.

In other words, fish originally had other uses... Is it related to the "puzzle solving" mentioned by Black Cat?

While Conan was thinking quickly, when faced with his question, Shiraishi also felt that throwing fish at the opponent was a bit unsatisfactory.

So he said casually: "It's for my assistant."

Conan suddenly understood and nodded. The assistant must be Shiraishi. It seems that it is really used to solve puzzles.

Hearing that Shiraishi was there, Conan felt a lot more relaxed.

The neighbors downstairs are much kinder than this black cat who is suspected to be related to the black organization, and communication will be easier.

But at this time, he was probably asleep, otherwise the black cat wouldn't have turned him over to solve the puzzle... Or was the puzzle too difficult and two people had to work together to solve it?

This guess made Conan's eyes light up, and he was looking forward to this puzzle that even Shiraishi couldn't solve.



From grabbing the props to driving to the wilderness villa, it took nearly twenty minutes.

The time left for the Humanoid Mask is running out, and Conan doesn't know how long it will take to solve the puzzle, so he might as well use another form to follow up and supervise the work.

Anyway, as long as there are puzzles, there is no need to worry about Conan trying to escape.

And Shiraishi still remembers that a gunman is also eyeing this villa. Although the time of his arrival is different from that in the original work, and he doesn't know if the gunman will appear again, but hiding in the dark, it is more...

So defensive.

With this thought in mind, Shiraishi didn't get out of the car directly after driving to the place.

He explained a few words: "There are some secret codes hidden in this villa. You can think of it as a 'treasure hunt'. And I'll give you another hint - this secret code is related to the 'dancing little man'."

Conan thought about the clues provided by the black cat, and at the same time tasted other meanings from his words: "You won't go in?"

Baishi nodded: "I still have something to do. My two assistants will be waiting for you in the villa."

"Okay." Conan opened the door and got out of the car seemingly calmly, but in fact he was a little excited.

He had long guessed that Black Cat and Shiraishi knew someone who could make the antidote.

Now the black cat is talking about "two assistants". If you remove one Shiraishi, the other one may be the pharmacist!

Also...what treasure is hidden in this villa that makes them so interested?

With this thought in mind, Conan came to the door and turned the doorknob.

The door was locked. Thinking that there was someone inside, he knocked on the door twice more.

While observing the surroundings, he waited quietly. After more than ten seconds, there was finally movement in the door.

But it was no ordinary footsteps, but a small but dull thump, as if something had hit the door.

The doorknob then slid down - someone pressed the doorknob from the inside.

Conan pushed the door open and entered the house. He immediately saw a fox standing in the living room, looking up at him, making a "whoosh" sound, and flicking its tail in a very friendly manner.

Conan looked at the fox and was stunned for a moment... This is the assistant that the black cat was talking about!?

Then there's another one...

He closed the door and looked around the living room, and soon saw a dark mass on the shoe cabinet.

——A somewhat familiar black cat was standing on the cabinet, looking at him coldly.

"..."

Two assistants...

Isn’t this really perfunctory with him?

Conan rolled his eyes and looked at the cat, feeling that he had been cheated.

However, this was not all in vain. He finally confirmed one thing - the black cat actually had a black cat.

"The time when the star's 'corpse' disappeared, the black cat passing by the parking lot, and in the case of the diplomat, the cat that acted cute and then turned its back on the person and then refused to recognize anyone, were all actually you..."

Conan walked to the shoe cabinet speechlessly. Although he knew that the cat could not understand human speech, he still couldn't help but mutter to it.

As he was talking, Conan suddenly remembered something: "Ah, by the way, all your fish were thrown away by another black cat."

"..." The black cat looked at him coldly, and the nails that popped out scratched several streaks of paint off the shoe cabinet.

How dare you complain behind your back?


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