Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 297 The Scorned Vodka
"It's completely exposed now!"

Dr. A Li murmured to himself in a panic, "They have already discovered that it is the computer of this villa, the encrypted email."

"Yes."

Conan turned his head and looked out the window of the empty villa. He said in a deep voice, "Maybe, that organization has been sending people to monitor the various properties under the name of Mr. Itakura, but he deliberately did not let Mr. Itakura notice."

"What did you say?"

Seeing that Conan was finally willing to talk to him, Dr. Ali couldn't help but look at Conan with some trepidation.

"only"

Conan did not respond to Dr. Ali's doubts. He walked to the landline that was still on and stared at the landline that would be like opening Pandora's box as long as it was connected.

".They never imagined that Mr. Itakura would come to this villa where anyone can come in, to receive this email that means a lot to them, right?"

"Hello!" Vodka's deep and thick voice rang out hauntingly from the landline.

"answer me!"

Vodka shouted firmly and gloomyly, "We all know you must be in this villa right now!"

"Then isn't this the end?!"

Seeing that Conan always ignored him, Dr. Ali couldn't help feeling frustrated.

"In this case."

At the end of the speech, Dr. A Li's voice could not help but carry a bit of broken crying, "Don't we just can't escape at all?!"

"Hurry up and answer the phone, okay?!"

Vodka, who was driving from the original central monitoring point to Gunma County, honked his horn anxiously, trying to drive away the slow-moving car in front.

"Hey! Mr. Itakura, what's the matter with you?"

Originally, Vodka thought that his work today was just going through a process, but he never thought that something really happened at this time.

Obviously, according to the information given by Brandy, Itakura Zhuo should be in the villa in Gunma County right now.

"Itakura Zhuo, are you deaf? If you don't answer the phone, I have no choice but to come to you and have a chat with you."

Seeing that no one answered the phone for a long time, Vodka, who was already impatient, gradually became impatient.

"Xinyi," Dr. Ali suggested weakly with the cold sweat on his forehead, "It sounds like they haven't arrived near this villa yet, why don't we sneak away through the back door while it's dark. Otherwise, it will be too late!"

However, Conan, who has always been bold and brave to perform various extreme operations, has no intention of following Dr. Ali's suggestion.

Dr. Ali was shocked to find that Conan, who had not made any big moves, went straight to the landline at this time, picked up the receiver, and connected the call from the organization in black to Taku Itakura.

"I'm sorry."

Conan used the butterfly voice changer to imitate the voice of Taku Itakura he had heard in the video, and answered the call from Vodka to Taku Itakura.

"The light here is really too dark, and I couldn't find where the phone was for a while."

ah? ?Are you right? !

Dr. Ali trembling hands, approaching Conan, he hesitated to snatch the phone from Conan's hand and hang up.

"I think the circuit of this villa must have been blown off by the strong wind on the top of the mountain outside?"

Conan was extremely nervous, but he tried to calm down so that his voice could not hear a tremor.

"It made me fail to open the email you sent me just now."

At this time, Dr. A Li was standing behind Conan blankly, watching Conan dumbfoundedly displaying his super on-the-spot ability and psychological quality of nonsense.

"Humph."

Vodka on the other end of the phone loosened his frown after hearing Itakura Zhuo answered the call smoothly.

"Who told you to come here to receive such important emails in that kind of non-shit mountain."

However, Vodka, who seldom used his own brain, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something, he restrained his relaxed posture again.

"But that's not right either."

Vodka turned the car he was driving out of the main road and parked beside a small road that was not monitored.

"Since there is a power outage in the villa, how could it be transferred to the answering machine just now?"

Vodka frowned, it was rare for him to discover something wrong by himself without being reminded by others.

"Ah this."

Conan didn't panic like Dr. Ali who was shocked when he heard this question.

Although cold sweat broke out nervously on his face, he still rolled his eyes and quickly came up with a barely convincing explanation.

"Because there will be a power outage every time there is a strong wind in the area of ​​the villa, so I use the kind of phone that can be installed with batteries."

"Oh." Hearing what "Itakura Takuo" said, Vodka immediately let go of the slightest worries in his heart.

Well, Takuo Itakura's explanation is very reasonable.

"So that's what happened."

Looking at it this way, Vodka leaned happily on the back of the driver's seat, and lit a cigarette leisurely.

Then I will call and explain to Brandy later, and he probably won't need to drive to Qunma County in the middle of the night.

Dr. Ali breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the vicious man on the other end of the phone seemed to have been fooled by Conan.

However, Dr. A Li hadn't finished exhaling, his heart suddenly rose to his throat again.

"But you guys are really amazing."

I saw that Conan seemed to have noticed that the fierce-looking member of the organization on the opposite side seemed to be a little bit talkative, so he took the opportunity to test, "I actually know that I am here in Qunma County."

While talking, Conan was scribbling something on the open book next to the landline phone.

Gin Boss Passionate Single-Pusher Single-Cell Organism Vodka Hearing the compliment from "Taku Itakura", a computer software design master, immediately became happy, "As long as it is about anything about you, we don't have one Things are not clear."

Conan didn't put his mind on vodka's bragging. Itakura Takuto is dead, but Vodka is still talking about omniscience here, which really makes people feel a little funny.

Conan finally finished writing something in the notebook. He raised the notebook and lit the flashlight on the anesthesia watch, illuminating the writing on the notebook and signaling Dr. Ali to check it.

Dr. A Li was taken aback for a moment, then he nodded after carefully reading what Conan had written.

　Thank you Fengyun Chuowu for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)