Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 95 Conan: Kumail...?
"Father..." Mao Lilan help Kogoro Mori straighten his tie and cuffs speechlessly, "I'm going to attend a wedding today, and you drank so much last night."

"Do adults have the way adults socialize?" Mori Kogoro coughed twice guiltyly, picked up the electric shaver he brought out, and "squeaked" to shave his stubble.

Conan sat on his seat silently with his hands clasped, looking boredly at Mount Fuji outside the window.

In the end, Tang Ze still failed to set off for Kyoto with them, which was somewhat a pity.

He still hasn't forgotten the case Tang Ze entrusted to him.

Although I heard that Tang Ze's supervisory officials are also investigating the case, but since the case involves black police, Conan thinks it is not a good idea to start from the inside of the police system.

I thought that going to Kyoto with Tang Ze this time, even if he could only stay there for a short time, having this excuse would make it easier for him to move around for a while...

"Xiao Lan, you are too, why do you have to take this little devil with you." Mori Kogoro glanced at the little devil who didn't give face and yawned uncomfortably, and protested, "Didn't Tang Ze also say that he could help us take care of him? Should I hand him over to Tang Ze temporarily, it would be troublesome to run so far with the child."

"Father!" Mao Lilan tightened his tie, causing Kogoro Moori to gasp, "This is too much, student Tang Ze was renting downstairs, and he is still a student himself! "

"Let go, let go!" Mori Kogoro struggled out of breath.

Very unreliable adults.

Conan looked at the mountains outside the window, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, but still did not send a notification email to joker.

Although he did promise the other party that he would be notified of any case news, but this time they only left Tokyo for a day because of personal affairs, it doesn't make any difference if they notify or not...

Thinking of this, he clicked on "Tang Ze" in the address bar and sent him a new email.

[Do you have anything you want me to bring back for you, or do you need my help to look it up?I won't be active for long, but I'll try my best. 】

After typing and sending, the signal on the train that has been going out for a while is very bad, and it will take a while to receive a reply after sending it out. Conan exits the email page and clicks on the file that joker sent him yesterday.

"Why are you still so careless?" Mao Lilan let go of Moori Kogoro, who was still smelling of alcohol, with a worried tone.

Kogoro Moori noticed her expression, he was stunned, and his expression became serious: "Don't worry, Xiaolan, I'm not an ordinary private detective, your father and I were once a very powerful criminal police officer, I won't get hurt easily , don't worry."

"I hope so." She pouted, and took out a small spray bottle from her bag, "This was given to me by classmate Tang Ze, who said it was an eau de toilette that could absorb smells, I think you will use it... Look at how caring his neighbor is, you still think about asking him to help you take care of the children all day long."

Conan, who had just read the beginning of the file, heard Tang Ze's name, and glanced at Mao Lilan warily.

Why did Tang Ze give Xiaolan things in such a good manner?
"That's right. Tang Ze is indeed a nice boy. He even gave me several posters of Miss Yoko." Mori Kogoro, who had received several gifts from Tang Ze, could only nod in acknowledgment, and stretched out his hand to take Mao Lilan's hand. I tried the perfume in the store, and said in surprise, "Is this ginseng? Ah, it smells good."

Conan became more alert.

Why is Uncle Maori... He really has no idea about Xiaolan, right?
Vinegar King, who had a severe allergic reaction, immediately couldn't read the file anymore, so he quit and prepared to send Tang Ze an email to try again.

As a result, when I opened the mailbox at [-]:[-], Tang Ze's reply letter had arrived.

【No, I don't have anything to take. You should stop running around in Kyoto and be careful. 】

Conan couldn't type the questioning letter.

Tang Ze seems to be such a person, he is not very concerned about property, and he likes to give gifts to people around him... Also, he has actually received a lot of things from Tang Ze, including mystery novels...

That's fine.

Conan coughed twice, pretending that he had never thought about it, and looked back at the things joker gave.

This is a popular science description of wine. After being screened by joker, he listed and explained the wine names and codes that the organization may use.

As a minor who has never been exposed to alcohol, he really needs such information to deepen his understanding, and joker told him that many members of the organization like to wear black clothes, as if...

...The same as the two men in black who passed by their seats just now?
From the corner of the eye, Conan caught a glimpse of the two of them, and the phone almost slipped out of his hand.

He raised his head and took a closer look, his complexion changed drastically.

Isn't this the two men in black who he met in the amusement park and attacked him?
He stared at the tall, thin man with long silver hair reaching his waist, his hands trembling slightly.

He can't be wrong, he will never admit his mistake, it's them!

Where are they going, is there any evil mission to perform?
The two walked to the other side of the carriage and sat down. Gin seemed to feel a strong gaze, and frowned and glanced around.

He quickly found the source of the line of sight, it was a little boy staring at him, wearing big round glasses, he looked about six or seven years old.

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows, lifted his vigilance, and stopped talking indifferently.

Just kids.

Not to mention staring at him, he has also met brazen kids who dare to reach out and pull his hair... That's why he hates public transportation.

Some unpleasant memories flashed by, and Gin gave a faint "tsk", and pulled out his hand to look at his watch.

Conan, who was stared back by Gin Jiu, quickly lowered his head, put away his hostility, firmly remembered their seats, and replayed the actions of the two in his mind.

Of the two, the sturdy one, who looked a bit like a blown-up Tequila, was supposed to be a subordinate. He was always carrying a black suitcase in his hand, with the attitude of a bag-carrying boy.

The silver-haired man looked down at his watch more than once, as if waiting for something...

Memorizing every detail tightly, Conan didn't dare to approach rashly. His direct gaze just now has attracted the attention of the other party. If he directly approached them again, it would be a bit too suspicious.

Suddenly bumped into these two, this is a great opportunity, maybe the drug that made him smaller is on them now... He needs to calm down and find the right time...

After more than 20 minutes, the two stood up from their seats again, and walked towards the other direction of the carriage one after the other.

Conan, who had been paying attention to their movements, immediately jumped off his seat and said to Mao Lilan, "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go to the toilet!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mao Lilan to answer, he chased after the direction of the two of them.

When he walked to their seats, Conan tore off a piece of bug from the button without hesitation, and slapped it on the armrest of their seats.

The train hadn't arrived yet, no matter what they did, there was a high possibility of returning to their positions, and there was no reason to let go of this great opportunity.

After posting the psoriasis, he took another step to keep up with their pace.

The short legs of the elementary school students, without running at full speed, it is indeed difficult to catch up with two tall adults. Conan only saw the trousers of the two people walking up the stairs, and when he also climbed to the second floor, It is no longer possible to determine which compartment the two went to.

Damn it, the child's body is really troublesome... I can't forgive him for being the chief culprit...

Conan stomped his feet angrily, and was just about to walk around the second floor looking for someone, when Mao Lilan caught up and grabbed his collar.

"I knew you weren't going to the toilet," Mao Lilan put his hips on his hips, and unceremoniously lifted his feet off the ground. "You're just looking for an excuse to run around. Don't make trouble for others, Conan!"

"I'm sorry, sister Xiaolan." Conan struggled for a while, trying to get out of her clutches, "I just want to come up to see the scenery, hehe, I want to see Mount Fuji, I want to see the scenery!"

Mao Lilan ruthlessly suppressed his protest: "It's the same with me when I go back to my seat, you will disturb other guests. Go away."

Watching himself being taken downstairs, Conan regretted that Tang Ze could not come with them.

With Tang Ze helping him cover and giving him an excuse, how easy it would be to follow two men in black...

Never had he missed his little friend more than now.

Humiliated, he was directly caught in his hand and returned to his seat. In the siege of Mori Kogoro "I said he was troublesome" and Mao Lilan "be obedient", Conan could only obediently do a good job in his seat and pray for the two of them I will return to this carriage, don't waste today's rare encounter.

Heaven, moved by his prayer, soon granted his wish.

After a while, the two of them folded back and sat down where Conan had taped the bug.

good chance!Conan cheered up, and immediately turned on the phone to adjust the receiver, pressed the temple of the glasses, and a small earphone protruded from the end of the temples, and the conversation between the two came to his ears.

"Ah, I can finally smoke." A rough male voice said with a sigh, "Brother, this transaction is very smooth!"

"Keep your voice down, Vodka." Another magnetic male voice said in a low and cold tone, "Your voice is too loud."

"As expected of Brother Gin, you have to be cautious when you do things, hahaha, it's okay, even if someone overhears you, you won't understand."

"..." There was a long exhalation sound, which seemed to be suppressing anger.

Conan squeezed the hand holding the mirror frame tightly.

Gin!Vodka!

The code name Tequila mentioned on the phone!It turned out to be the two of them!
"Is the transaction quite easy this time?" Vodka said it didn't matter, but still obeyed Gin's instructions and lowered his voice, "You can get [-] million in exchange for a suitcase. It's a good deal. Who gave it to you?" information?"

"Don't inquire so much about intelligence personnel." There was a sound of a lighter, and Gin also lit a cigarette, "Has Kumail's news been confirmed?"

"Well, news has come back. What he said is the truth. His father's hands and feet are not clean. The police have found traces."

"..." There was another long exhalation sound, I don't know if it was exhaling smoke, or it was aroused to greater anger.

"Kumail...?" Conan repeated the word he mentioned in a low voice.

This is obviously talking about a person, and according to Vodka's answer, it refers to a male.

I just don't know if the name is a code name or a name. Is there a wine called this?Check it out in a while.

Putting down the new discovery for the time being, Conan continued to hold his breath and listen to the conversation on the other side.

(End of this chapter)