Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Conan followed him all the way to a public telephone.

Conan watched him pick up the phone and start dialing, wondering if he was too stressed, even though he had told Xingchen and the others that the man had exactly the same characteristics.

However, there are many similar people in the world.

Perhaps this is the one.

Conan thought so, and then thought of his uncle's appearance. Forget it, buy a glass of tomato juice for his uncle to sober up.

"It's me, tequila."

"Don't worry, the deal is done, Vodka," Tequila said as he picked up the phone.

Conan was about to put in a coin when he heard the name, his eyes widened and the coin in his hand fell to the ground.

He guessed right!

"Please inform Gin as well."

Tequila heard the voice behind him and glanced at Conan.

He didn't take it seriously and said to the other side, "It was a little devil who dropped the coin."

"The yellow-haired guy from last time has been dealt with." Vodka said on the other end of the phone.

"Really? I understand." Tequila hung up the phone after hearing that.

Conan took the opportunity to pretend to pick up coins and secretly stuck the bug on Tequila's sole.

Only to be kicked away by Tequila.

Conan touched his face. Although it hurt, he didn't mind as long as the bug was stuck to the sole of his shoe.

That is success.

Tequila said viciously: "Get away from me, you little brat."

Tequila is seen picking up the suitcase and walking away.

Conan stood up and followed, watching Tequila go somewhere unknown.

But the transmitter is already installed.

He can lead the way for himself and then find out the location of vodka and gin.

Finally they came to a toilet.

Conan turned on his tracking glasses and began to eavesdrop.

"strangeness?"

"You can't insert it like this." Tequila's voice came from the headset.

Conan thought to himself, I can’t get in, is it the door?

Just then, Xingchen's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Conan, what are you doing here?" Xingchen asked puzzledly.

Conan turned his head and found Xingchen standing not far away looking at him.

He quickly made a gesture, signaling Xingchen not to speak.

However, at this moment, a dazzling white light flashed, followed by a deafening explosion.

Conan and Xingchen were both startled.

He looked at the black smoke coming out of the aisle next to him and wondered if it was another bomb.

Why does he have such a affinity with bombs? The last explosion was just five days ago.

Come again this time?!

I really think he has a good heart.

When he thought of this, Xingchen felt a slight pain in his heart.

Sooner or later, he will be killed by the explosion or scared to death.

Xingchen wanted to complain a few more words when he saw Conan rushing in.

Xingchen hurried over and tried to grab Conan.

After all, who knows if there are any bombs inside.

If it explodes again, congratulations, it’s time for the finale.

The three people nearby also heard the sound and ran over and said, "Little boy!"

But as soon as Xingchen took a step inside, he saw a shoe fall from inside to the toilet door.

Conan picked it up.

"It's dangerous here, kids."

"Come outside quickly." Takeshita Hironobu squatted down and looked at Xingchen and Conan and said.

Conan ignored what he said. He felt a little uncomfortable. It was not easy for him to get their clues.

But now he was blown to death here.

Conan was pulled outside by Xingchen.

The three men have called the police.

Now waiting for the police to arrive.

"Do you know that it was very dangerous just now?" Xingchen pulled Conan's collar, with a hint of blame in his tone.

"I know, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the person who was killed in the explosion is the Tequila you mentioned." Conan did not refute and explained.

"You mean, Tequila was killed in the explosion." Xingchen let go of his hand and said with a sinking heart.

Conan nodded, his tone heavy: "Yes, his features are exactly in line with your previous description."

"Square face, Kansai accent, and most importantly, he spoke on the phone with Gin before, and they were doing a deal."

"In other words, after he got the suitcase for the transaction, he was killed by the explosion when he tried to open the door or the suitcase." Xingchen guessed after hearing Conan's description.

"Yeah." Conan nodded.

Xingchen was silent for a moment. This was indeed the best opportunity.

You can learn about the organization through Tequila, but it is still too dangerous.

What if it attracted Gin's attention? No, it has probably already attracted the attention of Gin and the others.

He stroked his chin and analyzed, "The explosion here has probably attracted the attention of the organization. We have to put the investigation on hold."

"Why!" Conan asked unwillingly with his eyes wide open.

"Based on my understanding of this organization, they will take swift action once they find anything unusual." Xingchen no longer had any hope. The organization was not that easy to investigate, and now Tequila was dead.

If the people who do business with Tequila don't quite understand this organization.

The person found out by Conan will most likely tell the meeting address, even if he hasn't said it yet.

The organization will also destroy the joints for safety reasons.

Xingchen told Conan these speculations.

Conan clenched his fists and punched the wall in anger: "Damn it! Is there no way to find them?"

"Maybe it's not time yet." Xingchen sighed.

"Let's think about why Tequila was killed in the explosion. Is it a coincidence or does the person who made the deal want to go back on his word? Things from the organization are not that easy to get." Xingchen said, looking at the toilet emitting black smoke.

"Yeah." Conan took a deep breath. After being persuaded by Xingchen, his impulsiveness was temporarily gone.

Perhaps the only thing left is the case.

On the other side, in the bar on the top floor of the Dahei Building.

Vodka received a call. He turned his head to look at Gin who was sitting at the bar and said in a deep voice, "Boss, there was an explosion at the place where tequila was traded."

Gin's eyes narrowed, and he asked, "What's the reason?"

Vodka covered the phone's receiver with his hand and replied, "There is no definite news yet. We are investigating."

Gin nodded and ordered, "Let them continue investigating and find out the cause of the explosion."

Vodka responded and continued to communicate with the person on the other end of the phone.