Conan after going to the wrong set

"They?" Jiu Lan raised her eyebrows, "You mean the CIA and FBI?"

"No, maybe some people should be added." Conan didn't say who it was in front of Jiu Lanxuan.

In his current cognition, CIA and FBI are already synonymous with official crime.

But the current situation is more complicated, and there are obviously traces of Jiu Lanxuan's brother Jiu Lanshu in it.

Is the church voluntary or forced?

Is Jiulan's actions authorized by the organization, or is it his personal action?

Have the FBI and CIA planned to join forces with that purely black organization?

These ominous conjectures surged in Conan's mind, and the strength in his hands increased unconsciously, fine sweat rubbed against the back of the sofa covered with dust, leaving a fuzzy handprint.

"What are you looking for?" Jiu Lanxuan watched Conan's movements, frowned unobtrusively, and walked around the clothes left by Eisuke Domoto on the ground.

"Of course it's evidence." Conan quickly climbed to the back of the sofa. On top of it was a row of books arranged horizontally. This design is obviously not easy to read. It can be said that this is an extremely artistic and popular form. The design method sought after by young people, but most of the time, in order to avoid expensive books being left unused due to placement, most people will simply choose to buy cheap fake books with beautiful covers, "It really is a real book!"

Conan pulled out a book, the thick book suddenly increased the weight of his upper body, and directly took Conan's whole body back. Fortunately, Jiu Lanxuan also climbed onto the sofa, and quickly supported his waist .

"Be careful."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Conan steadied himself, handed the book to the boy, and flicked between the books with his other hand, carefully checking every gap.

"Why don't you go to the bedroom or something?" Jiu Lanxuan looked very cute with the book on her chest.

Logically speaking, shouldn't those places be more worth exploring?

"I just observed that there is a layer of dust on the doorknob of the bedroom, and the keyhole is vertical." Conan flipped through the book quickly, and explained without looking up, "This situation shows that the bedroom has been locked. It's been locked for a while."

"And according to what you said before, I guess the original owner here is not Hondo Eisuke, but Watanabe Taku."

"So it is very likely that this will be an internal problem of the CIA and even the FBI, and the only thing we can do is to get the clues from the hall outside."

"Isn't that very little? Could it be that we just gave up." Jiu Lanxuan hated this messy environment very much. He carefully moved down on the sofa along the "clean" route that Conan had wiped out earlier. He didn't believe that Conan would just give up on his own initiative.

"How is it possible." Conan showed a winning expression, "Don't forget, we still have allies."

"I'm afraid that the allies are not strong enough. I got the evidence and gave away the old teammates for free." Of course Jiu Lanxuan understood who Conan was talking about, but she had no hope for it. It is not easy to obtain substantive evidence from the FBI. Conan took it for granted .

"That's not necessarily true." Conan shook his finger, and a pendant in the shape of a half earring fell from above to Jiu Lanxuan's hand.

"This is it?" Jiu Lanxuan had already climbed to the bottom, subconsciously took both hands, and sat down on the floor, then he raised his face in confusion, his wine red eyes showed the appearance of the object in his hand, "Wolf Dental headphones?"

"This is Dr. Ali's new invention." Conan pointed to his earlobe, "Hang it on the ear in reverse, and it can automatically adjust the visual focus and shoot the scene we see."

"Okiya has set up a video recording function for him, which means that everything he sees and hears now can be transmitted to the computer from inside through the data cable."

"So powerful?" Jiu Lanxuan fiddled with the pendant in amazement. Overall, its structure looks more like a spike earphone, with a big-headed main unit connected to a tiny decoration—the probe.

In fact, it is just the opposite. Unlike the earphones, the side of the big head is used to clip behind the ear, and only the decorative probe is really exposed in front, and the two are connected by an arc-shaped ring. Just enough to clamp the ears without feeling painful.

Jiu Lanxuan brought it to her ear, it was cool and the weight was negligible, "Did you name this thing?"

"Uh." Conan's face was a little strange, and the whole tone of his voice was unclear for a long time, "It's called Hermes, which originated from the son of Zeus and Maya, and is one of the twelve main gods of Olympus in Greece, Mercury among the eight planets .”

"So it means the protector of passers-by? It's quite appropriate, I like it very much." The corners of Jiu Lanxuan's mouth were raised, and her wine-red eyes were a little bit starry because of her happiness.

"No, if you think so, you're totally wrong." Conan rolled Jiu Lanxuan's eyes, as if looking at a lost lamb, "Hermes is also a creator of deception who is good at stealing."

Jiu Lanxuan: "..."

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The two people here rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and Okiya Subaru procrastinated long enough. Finally, when Conan searched all the corners and covered his hands with a layer of dust, he rummaged through the refrigerator next to Xiaolan and found something different. same thing.

"Why is there a box in the refrigerator?" The interior of the refrigerator seemed to have been rummaged violently. The sandwiches were bitten into the bottom layer and thrown indiscriminately, and the sauce on the top layer was not covered in time. The bottle had already been tipped over, and the viscous liquid stuck to both sides, pulling out a few colorful and indescribable silk threads. Conan reached out and took out a pure black box from the innermost place on the second floor of the only neat refrigerator.

"The box?" Jiu Lanxuan was overwhelmed by the complex smell of the refrigerator, covered her nose with one hand, and turned her head slightly to Conan's side in disgust. With just one glance, his gaze was deeply attracted.

So familiar!

Jiu Lan blinked, and subconsciously touched another very similar tin box in her pocket.

"I don't know what's in it," Conan didn't dislike the "chaos" in the refrigerator at all, he reached out and took out the iron box, wiped it on his sleeve casually, and began to search, "It's strange, is it solid? "

"Let me try?" Jiu Lanxuan was farther away from Conan's at this time, but after carefully observing the box, she still reluctantly moved back to the other side. The patterns are almost identical.

It has the same cold texture when it is received in the hand, but it is obviously much lighter.

Jiu Lanxuan pinched the box with two fingers and shook it gently a few times.

No sound?

Could it be that the amount of a box has been eaten?

The ability to deliberately destroy evidence was slowly withdrawn from the fingertips.

Jiu Lanxuan's brows stretched.

Probably just the same material and structure, maybe this is popular in the United States now?

Thinking of this, Jiu Lanxuan stretched out her other hand, and moved her two thumbs in opposite directions. With a light click, the lid of the box was cut open, and a receipt certificate lay horizontally inside.

"April 4th, the third basement floor of the Mihua Building—the sale of blood coagulants."