No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

"This is Takuya Itakura, a game software system engineer, and this is not the first time he has disappeared."

Mouri Kogoro didn't react and asked:

"Well, it's not the first time I've disappeared, what do you mean?"

Each of the three male clients explained:

"Ah, every time the release date of the software designed by him is approaching, he likes to lose that one."

"That's right, I think it should be the same this time."

"To be honest, we didn't have the time to wait for him to appear. But last time I asked the police for help, but the police scolded him bloody, so we will ask you for help this time."

Maurilan poured coffee for the three, while Conan was in a lack of interest.

Just listening to this, it seems that it has nothing to do with the Black Organization.

A Mediterranean took out his business card and offered it with both hands:

"So, if you find out where he is, please contact me immediately."

This behavior made the guests in green clothes very dissatisfied:

"Hey, did you make a mistake? You must know that the company that paid the most money this time was our company."

The last brown-haired guest also retorted:

"It's obviously our company, and it was the first to ask Mr. Itakura to design the software."

Seeing that the three of them insisted on their own words, Kogoro Mouri took a sip of coffee:

"So, the three of you are not from the same company?"

The brown-haired guest shook his head and took the initiative to explain:

"That's right, I asked Mr. Itakura to design the Go software, Sobek Road."

Thin-haired Mediterranean with a pair of black glasses:

"My name is Naito Sadahei. Our company asked Mr. Itakura to design the chess software."

The man in the green shirt paused, then introduced himself:

"I'm Ryusuke Soma, and I ask Mr. Itakura to design the shogi software."

Mouri Kogoro is not very good at computers and questioned:

"Can Mr. Itakura really be able to design three different softwares at once?"

Xu Bei was a little angry and slapped the table:

"That's why I have to ask him to understand, this is a violation of the contract at all!"

Mouri Kogoro nodded and roughly understood the cause:

"Then when did you know that he has taken over the design of so many software?"

The level of computing in this world has changed from desktops to laptops.

In just a few months, decades of technological progress have been completed, which can be described as a qualitative leap.

Naito opened his laptop and faced the Maori crowd:

"The three of us received this email from him at the same time a week ago."

In the picture is a video recorded by Mr. Itakura.

"Damn, it's a bit unbearable to take on three software developments at one time. I think my heart is in a good condition for a while, so I decided to temporarily put down my work and find a place to spend a few days off. As for your software design... …”

Maorilan was a little surprised with coffee:

"Hey, it turned out to be him, I didn't recognize him with glasses before."

Mouri Kogoro turned around and looked at his daughter:

"Xiao Lan, is he famous?"

"Yes, Mr. Itakura is famous for his CG production, and his name is often seen in special effects movies."

"Well, since he is so famous, will he be kidnapped?"

"No way?"

"No, it's really possible."

Soma in green clothes touched his chin and recalled:

"I remember visiting Mr. Itakura's company two years ago. There was a burly man in black clothes, a black hat, a butt chin, and a Kansai accent talking to him. You must have seen this person. , he appeared at the Mantian Software Conference held this year."

what? !

Conan's pupils widened, his nerves suddenly tense.

The old face of Tequila flashed across his mind.

At that time, I was not careful and was hit by this man.

It was an unforgettable experience that I will never forget.

Whenever the Black Organization is mentioned, Conan's IQ drops rapidly.

He ignored the scene and stood up and asked:

"What did that burly man say to Mr. Itakura in the company at that time?"

Soma Ryusuke pouted, a little speechless:

"When I arrived at the company, I heard him say to Mr. Itakura, 'You are no longer useful', and then left. What did I say during the period, how can I know?"

Conan's face was solemn, and he kept asking:

"Is that all? There must be something else to say."

Mao Lilan noticed something was wrong and picked him up:

"Conan, what's the matter with you? The adults are talking about things, don't interrupt the children."

After speaking, he carried him away from the scene, so as not to disturb his father's work.

Conan clenched his fists, unwilling.

It seems that this Mr. Itakura is really related to the Black Organization!

……

Chapter 289 The genius mahjong girl

It was past eleven o'clock by the time we had enough to eat and drink.

This rice is full of grains, big and white.

In the mouth, it is too soft and waxy.

The only downside is the high heat.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was sweating while eating, and hurriedly went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Haiyuan mourned that he was full, but in fact his stomach was not full.

She drank a little porridge in the morning, and she didn't even touch the white rice.

Taking advantage of the gap between her boyfriend's bath, Haibara Ai took out the frozen food from the refrigerator.

Make lunch ahead of time and eat it with breakfast.

"Ding dong."

After the meal, there is a courier delivery.

Everything sent here is signed by Dr. A Li.

After a while, he returned to the living room with a cardboard box:

"It's quite heavy, whose courier is this?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put down the tableware, raised his hand, and said with a smile:

"I bought it."

Haibara Ai glanced at him and asked casually:

"What's in here?"

"Damn, it's nothing, just to pass the time."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put the cardboard box on the table and found scissors to unpack it.

Hai Yuanai wiped her mouth, waiting for the answer to be revealed.

After unpacking, there is still a box in the carton.

Seeing him take out the items inside, Dr. A Li suddenly realized:

"It turned out to be Mahjong."

Suzuki Joe Bridge put the box aside and nodded:

"Yes, it's Guangdong Mahjong. It's cold outside, so I don't want to hang out. It's just a vacation today, so I'll just play Mahjong at home."

Dr. A Li has no opinion on this.

Occasionally relax and relax, combine work and rest:

"No, it takes four people to play mahjong, but we only have three here."

Hai Yuanai looked at the orange cat subconsciously, do you want Xiaoguang to become a human?

Suzuki Qiaoqiao chuckled and explained:

"Doctor, have you forgotten that there is still someone in the basement of Kudo's house next door?"

"Ang, they, that number is enough."

Seeing that his girlfriend was still eating, he took out his second mobile phone and dialed: