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Chapter 469 On how to rob a black cat

"Because I've met him before." Mao Lilan blushed a little when she thought of that trip, "When I went to New York with Shinichi..."

She recounted her experience of meeting Akai Shuichi.

Before Conan could recover from the last unexpected incident, he was fed a bunch of information again, and he was even more confused.

In particular, he actually knew more things than Mao Lilan - for example, the murderer they rescued seemed to have committed suicide, but in fact he was killed.

...Could it be that there are organized undercover agents in the FBI?

Conan's eyes darkened, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his future was bleak.

However, as a stubborn young man who is always full of confidence, by the time he walked all the way back to the Maori Detective Agency, he had recovered and quickly rekindled his fighting spirit - although the enemy was very powerful, he was not completely without clues, as long as

If you keep at it, you will be able to defeat it one day.

What's more, Akai may not be a member of the organization. Although he looks fierce and robs people on the street, he returns the cat in the end.

Conan poured himself a bowl of chicken soup for the soul and became calm again.

Shiraishi pretended to enter the cafe.

After Conan and Mao Lilan went upstairs, it went out again, found a stray cat nearby, and stuck the transmitter that Shuichi Akai had just attached to the innocent street cat.

It didn't process the transmitter halfway.

Shuichi Akai has met Maori Ran and Conan. If he wants to check, he can always find the address here. If he throws away the transmitter halfway, he will easily be regarded as having evil intentions and cause unnecessary trouble.

After that, Shiraishi returned to the cafe, moved his body to the table in the cafe and slept on his stomach, then walked through the door behind the counter and returned home.



Conan took advantage of Mao Lilan to cook in the kitchen, left a note saying that he was going to the doctor's house to play games, and then slipped out of the house excitedly.

When he went downstairs, Conan held the diary disk of Takashi Itakura, showed a determined smile, and began to imagine what information he could gain from it.

But things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

When passing by the back door of Shiraishi's house, the door suddenly opened, a hand stretched out from inside, and dragged Conan into the house, and then closed the door firmly again.

Conan was startled when he was grabbed by the collar. He had taken something related to the organization and was already feeling guilty. At this time, he was suddenly "attacked". His first reaction was that the suspicious Akai followed him and saw that he was holding

Magishi went downstairs and attacked him.

But Conan soon knew that was not the case.

After struggling and turning his head, he saw that the person carrying him was a black cat he hadn't seen for a while - the kind with sunglasses and straight hair.

Conan's heart lifted up in his throat, half relieved.

After looking around, he found that Akai Shinji was nowhere to be seen, and the black cat didn't look like he was in an emergency, nor was he being coerced. He took off the remaining half of his mouth.

Then quickly spread the word:

"Just now, Xiaolan, Xiaolan, and your cat met Akai Shinji. He asked us if we had seen...a curly-haired man who often wears a mask."

Conan did not directly use the expression "I have seen you".

First, judging from the way the black cat repeatedly ignored his question, it seemed that the black cat didn't want to lose its horse. Forcibly pulling it off might lead to him being beaten.

In addition, this makes it easier for the black cat to figure out the situation.

After saying this, Conan pricked up his ears, thinking that he might be able to get some news - the black cat should have some reaction to such a sudden situation.

Conan didn't expect to hear Black Cat's analysis and evaluation of this matter. He just felt that there should be a frown in thought, or a disdainful sneer... and he could judge the seriousness of this matter based on this.

However, to his surprise, when the black cat heard this, he leaned over and looked like he wanted to tell something secret.

Conan was stunned for a second, then he leaned over and listened with bated breath.

However, he didn't hear a word, he just felt that his hands were empty - Black Cat bent down and took away the disk he was holding, and then stood up straight again.

"...?" Conan was stunned.

He subconsciously replayed the scene just now in his mind, and then he discovered to his shock that if he didn't talk about impressions, he only looked at the black cat's behavior this time...

This is exactly the script I am most worried about!

——Organization members heard that Itakura Taku was dead. Organization members paid attention to the people around Itakura Taku. Organization members found Edogawa Conan who took the disk...

According to this development, the next step will definitely be to silence them.

Could the black cat...

Conan broke into a cold sweat when he thought of this. When encountering things related to the black organization, he has always had a tendency to have persecution delusions, which is difficult to change.

He thought that although Black Cat was an undercover agent, being an undercover agent was not exactly the same as being a good person - in order to completely infiltrate the target organization, undercover agents would often try their best to assimilate themselves with the people in the organization, and be greedy when they should, and ruthless when they should be.

If it's obscene, be obscene... otherwise, they wouldn't be able to sneak in at all.

In short, now, Conan feels that he has become a black cat, the price required to lurk smoothly.

While he regretted that he had not confirmed whether there was a bug here just now, and now that he had spoken, he could not wash it out even if he wanted to. At the same time, he subconsciously looked around for Shiraishi, feeling that this was probably the only way to survive at the moment... but he didn't see it at all.

The person may have been moved away, or he may be sleeping somewhere.

Bai Shiyan saw that Conan's expression changed from confused, to shocked, and finally turned into a heroic look about to die...it was inexplicable.

He thought for a second and felt that it would be a very huge project to completely sort out and understand Conan's brain circuit at this moment, so he decided to give up.

Shiraishi took two steps toward the living room, turned around and saw that Conan hadn't followed, so he went back and took him away too.

He pulled out a dining chair and put the petrified Conan on it, then sat across from him.

"I want this." Shiraishi knocked on the table twice with the disk to remind Conan to come to his senses. "As a reward, I can give you some information."

"...?" Conan sat up straight carefully, feeling that the situation was different from what he thought. It seemed that there was no need to sacrifice.

What followed was a surprise - Black Cat actually wanted to tell him information, and it wasn't a one- or two-word statement, it was "some"!

After the surprise was over, Conan couldn't help but look at the disk on the table curiously.

If it was an ordinary thing, or something of some value, Black Cat would probably just take it without saying so much to him.

If it were more expensive, you might be able to hear the black cat's verbal thanks.

But now, the information in this can actually make Black Cat willing to trade it for information... What kind of valuable information must this be.

Conan couldn't help but visually check the distance between the black cat and himself, and then unconsciously glanced at the anesthesia watch on his wrist.

After realizing what he was thinking, he took a deep breath and suppressed the unreliable thoughts.

Now like this, at least I can listen to what the black cat has to say, but if I can't hold it back...

"...Ahem."

Conan raised his head and looked at the person across the table intently, with a serious face, pretending that he was not thinking about anything just now.


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