Conan Moslin

Although it was a bit inappropriate, Conan still wanted to complain.

This reporter, who has a strange name like "Malaga", seems to have a strong ability to adapt.

Too strong.

He continued to flip through the contents of his notes quickly with a frown on his face, and the mouse wheel made a slight gurgling sound.

While Conan was reading quickly, the surveillance camera in the blind spot of the door was flashing red light alternately.

Fortunately, there was no strange description like he had imagined.

Completely different from the exaggerated style in the draft of the entertainment newspaper, although the content in Note No. 0 occasionally contains ridicule, it is mostly a simple and concise record.

In the sentences interspersed with garbled characters, Conan saw some strange information, as if he was talking to other people, but it also seemed not to be. Although there seemed to be a time sequence, the jumps in the middle were also very large.

[Don't worry about it. I have no interest in her face, which has undergone countless plastic surgeries.]

[She sold the gem to get start-up capital for counterfeiting.]

[The buyer was transferred through another organization. I need time to check.]

[Once I find the information about that organization, I will find a chance to leave.]

Although Conan's attention was focused on the computer, he still heard the sound.

[The painter had a broken bone, so they kidnapped a high school student to draw banknotes.]

[The money printing machine next to the police station will surely produce news that will be attractive to read.]

It was the sound of high heels hitting the floor.

[The photographer is watching me closely, so I can't leave for the time being.]

Conan's heart began to beat violently.

Judging by the number of bytes he saw before opening the document, he was almost done... He was almost done!

[Found it.]

In the gap between the garbled characters, Conan saw the last message.

[The transit organization uses tea as "Ming".]

[The name of the gemstone...]

[“Tiger’s Death.”]

boom!

The door was pushed open violently.

The woman in the black hat raised the black muzzle of her gun with a sneer on her face.

But I didn't see anyone.

The windows were locked tightly, not a breath of wind could get out, and everything around seemed unchanged.

There is only one open office chair.

It squeaked and turned and slowly stopped.

……

Let us move beyond the exciting reading time of Conan and go back a little bit to Mr. Kumagai, the real estate agent who is still petrified.

The intermediary, Mr. Kumagai, told Li An about the possible destinations of several children, and after they exchanged business cards, they did not stay any longer.

He originally wanted to ask if he needed help, but was rejected by Li An.

"Is your daughter still waiting for your gift?" Li An pointed to the gift box marked "Kumaya Yuka" on the table in the corner of the lounge and shook his head. "I'm sorry to bother you."

That’s right, today is the birthday of Mr. Kumagai’s daughter, Yuka Kumagai, which is why Mr. Kumagai is short of money and cannot prepare more food for the children.

He had mentioned this to Li An on the way here.

Thinking of what Mr. Kumagai had said about his daughter's visit to the exhibition hall, Li An rummaged through his bag and found a special fountain pen.

This is an ordinary black fountain pen that looks very new. Its nib, pen clip and pen barrel are all golden in color. There is a special pattern engraved on the top of the pen cap, which seems to be the logo of the magic group "Bu Ye Hou".

"This pen is a gift for her." Kurian wiped the pen carefully with a handkerchief and handed it to Kumagai. "As long as you explain that this is the magic pen of 'Kuroba Kurian', she will definitely know how to use it."

"Don't worry, the children are all together now, nothing will happen to them." Seeing that Kumagai was still hesitant, Li An raised his cell phone to indicate that he was still in contact with them.

In the face of Kuriyasu's confident smile, Mr. Kumagai finally nodded.

He simply tidied up the lounge, checked the doors, windows and electrical circuits, took the two gifts, locked the door of "Negishi Real Estate", and went to the station to catch the train home.

Feeling that time was a little tight, Li An said goodbye and left early after giving the gift.

She looked at her surroundings, walked in a familiar direction, and soon saw the "BOOKS" bookstore where the "Thousand Dollar Bill" was.

Why do we mention the “thousand-dollar bill” again? Mainly because the bookstore occupies a larger area and is easier to find as a landmark building.

Apart from that, there was a row of pitiful-looking children squatting at the door of the bookstore.

They seemed a little helpless as they were once again scolded out of the door by the vindictive "Thousand Dollar Bill". In addition, Conan entered the news agency first, and no news had yet come out of the detective badge, which made them a little at a loss.

As for why they didn't go upstairs first this time -

Let us congratulate Li An for once again becoming a stubborn yoke for these hapless children.

[If they want to continue walking, please talk to those kids for me.]

[The magic troupe has a performance recently and needs a few small models. ]

[I believe their parents are looking forward to having them on stage.]

What a joy.

Why was the message Miss Hei Yu sent her so effective?

Haibara Ai hid in the bookstore, flipping through the magazine in her hand casually, but she felt a little curious.

What happened before that made them so afraid to perform on stage with her?

"Sister Li An! We are here!"

Hearing the shouting at the door, Huibara put down the fashion magazine in her hand and walked out of the bookstore silently.

Li An waved at her and she came to her side obediently.

Looking up at the always gentle person in front of her, Huihara Ai was still a little dazed.

This person is really...

"Xiao Ai has told me about your situation." Li An raised his hand and wanted to ruffle Xiao Ai's hair.

Huibara's body stiffened slightly, but she still didn't lower her head to hide.

Li An withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

She glanced at the children: "Where's Conan?"

The children didn't notice this and immediately covered their mouths when they heard Li An's words.

But they couldn't help but glance across.

"Okay, I get it."

Opposite the "BOOKS" bookstore is the police station, and the building next to it is the property of the previous agency. The first floor is an ordinary storage room, and the second floor is the "Oura Pharmacy." The lights are off at this time. According to Kumagai, they have already moved out, but the sign has not been removed yet.

As for the third floor, it was the destination of her trip, the Dadujian News Agency.

“Big sister, you…” Zhe had never seen the person in front of him before, and hesitated, “My brother—”

"Your brother might be on the third floor, right?" Li An looked directly at the boy in front of him and said firmly, "Don't worry, he will come out safely."

Zhe looked at her for a moment and nodded trustingly.

"Well, I need a few of you..."

Instead of letting them stay here and wait, it would be better to find them something to do.

Li An took out a baseball cap from her canvas bag, put her long hair through the hole at the back, and pulled down the brim of the hat to cover her eyes.

"You guys—do you understand?"

"I understand!"