Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"Hercule Poirot? This thing is spelled like this." Xingchen, whose English is poor, asked in confusion.

"I forgot too." Huibara Ai shook her head and said.

"You don't know this, so let me tell you." Conan read out the letters one by one.

"Hercule Poirot, no, the password is wrong." Xingchen typed quickly on the keyboard and then pressed Enter.

A message box indicating a wrong password was displayed on the laptop screen.

"Why do you think this is a password?" Xingchen shook his head and said, "I don't know, Xiaoai, why this word is considered a password."

"People in the organization sometimes call this experimental drug this way. Its number 4869 reminds me of Sherlock Holmes."

"Just call it the incompetent detective." Haibara Ai explained.

Xingchen touched his chin and thought to himself, I always feel that this evaluation is very suitable for Uncle Maori.

"That's why I just named every famous detective I could think of and tried my luck."

"It seems that things are not as easy as I thought." Huibara Ai said in a low voice.

"Shelling Ford." Conan suddenly said something in English.

Xingchen repeated it with some surprise, "Hmm? Shelling Ford."

Conan continued to speak out the English letters.

"Is there a name for this detective?" Xingchen asked doubtfully.

Haibara Ai also looked confused.

Conan smiled mysteriously and said, "You haven't read enough detective novels. Please input it first. I will explain it to you later."

Xingchen input the letters and pressed the Enter key.

Data on the drug APTX4869 popped up one after another.

"By the way?!" Xingchen asked in confusion: "Conan, how did you know that?"

"This is very simple, because it was a temporary name given to the detective in his novel before Conan Doyle named him Sherlock Holmes."

"In other words, he's a detective in the experimental stage."

"No wonder you know that. You really are a loyal fan of Sherlock Holmes." Xingchen said in agreement.

"Time is running out, you'd better act quickly." Conan looked at the news on Dr. Agasa's laptop.

The news is reporting on what happened at the venue, and what is happening now is also being reported simultaneously.

"Hi hi." Xingchen responded casually, his hands moving quickly to delete everything on the floppy disk.

"Ai, your face is so red." Xingchen looked up at Huibara Ai and asked in confusion. She was not blushing because she was shy.

It was a physiological blush, which Xingchen could still see.

"Well, is there?"

"Maybe my cold got worse because I lay there for a while." Haibara Ai touched her forehead, feeling it was a little hot and said.

"You take a break first. I need to delete the contents on the floppy disk and overwrite the data." Xingchen continued his actions and copied the data to the floppy disk.

But the data reading at this stage was too slow. Xingchen looked at the progress bar and sighed, "Now we can only wait. It will take ten minutes."

"See what this warehouse is for."

"This should be a wine cellar, with so much wine." Xingchen walked around and looked at the cart box not far away and said, "This box and the cleaning staff's clothes are used to transport Xiao Ai."

"Yeah." Haibara Ai nodded weakly.

"It's so hot, it looks like you have a fever." Seeing this, Xingchen walked forward and touched Huihara Ai's forehead with the back of his hand and said.

Tonight, the sky is pitch black, even the moon has disappeared.

At this moment, outside the hotel, the wind and rain began to rage violently.

The rain was not heavy, but every drop seemed to hit the Beetle's window with force, making a clattering sound, adding a bit of gloom and depression to the night.

There was a hint of nervousness in Dr. Agasa's voice. He said anxiously: "Shinichi, look ahead!"

Conan heard this and quickly looked up. Not far from their Beetle, a Porsche 356A was quietly parked in front of them, ten meters away.

His eyes followed Gin's figure, and he saw him get out of the car and look sharply at the Haido Hotel building.

Perhaps because of the wind and rain, Conan did not see clearly the model of the vehicle or the person getting off.

I only saw the figure coming down wearing black clothes.

"Is it them? Could it be that he is with that Pisco?" Dr. Agasa said.

"No, I've already told Officer Megure to call him before releasing those seven people." Conan said in disbelief.

"Could it be that the computer Chen and the others are using now already has a built-in transmitter from the organization?"

"They must have discovered that the phone calls couldn't be made, so they tracked the transmitter here." Dr. Agasa suddenly figured it out, with a hint of realization in his tone.

"Chen, did you hear that?"

"Get out of there," Conan shouted seriously, his voice revealing unquestionable determination.

"Five minutes left!"

"The information will be transferred to the floppy disk in five minutes." Xingchen said with a hint of anxiety and unwillingness in his tone. This might be their only chance to get the organization's drug information.

"And you also said that they were on their way up, so help me stop them." Xingchen continued, his mind now clearer than ever.

"Chen!" Conan narrowed his eyes. This was like walking on a tightrope. Every step was full of danger.

There is a bottomless abyss below. If you take a step wrong, the consequences will be disastrous.

"If we go outside, there's a good chance we'll run into them head-on." Xingchen said solemnly, looking at the computer screen in front of him, with a hint of determination in his tone.

Right in front of the Beetle, Vodka took out a laptop from the car and seemed to be saying something to Gin.

The progress bar is only halfway through now. Time is running out and every second seems extremely precious.

Conan began to filter the information in his mind, then quickly picked up his phone.

She picked up the bow-tie voice changer and said, "Inspector Megure, I'm Kudo!"

Vodka put away his computer and followed Gin to the Kitado Hotel.

"There's still 20 percent left."

"I need two minutes!" Xingchen said repeatedly. He had just released the excess cache in the computer's memory, which increased the loading speed.

But now the data is too fragmented, and we can only wait for the progress bar to finish slowly.

"There's a fireplace here, and it's too spacious inside."

"We can't climb up." Haibara Ai endured the uncomfortable feeling of fever and explored the surrounding area, pointing to the fireplace behind her and said.

"What!" Xingchen turned and looked at Huibara Ai in surprise.

The progress bar reached nineteen.

Dong! Gin and his partner stepped into the hotel door, and their figures flashed behind the door.

Seventeen. The progress bar is still moving forward slowly.

Dong! Gin and his friend happened to pass by the front desk, and the front desk staff was answering the phone. Their movements seemed to be in line with the rhythm of the progress bar.

...Ten, nine. The progress bar has entered the final countdown stage.

Boom! Gin and his companion just happened to pass by Officer Chiba who was on the third floor. Officer Chiba just received a call from Officer Megure. It all seemed to be arranged by fate.

Xingchen's palms were already full of sweat. He looked at the computer screen solemnly, and the progress bar began the final countdown: three, two, one.

zero....

Click.

The door opened.