"But I think this uncle seems to be very clean." Conan popped up again and reminded.
After his reminder, everyone discovered this.
How could a person who died of a heart attack have such a clean desk?
unless….
It was **** hands and feet in other places, and then fell ill, unable to take medicine.
After finally dying, it was moved back.
"This kid is really unusual." Toru Amuro saw it from the side.
Although he hasn't thought about becoming smaller yet.
But still felt the difference in Conan.
A group of detectives and police officers began to question and reason.
Sagawa Yan still did not participate.
The souls of the dead are all around, so what is the reasoning. .
Chapter 440 Red and Black Meet Again (Part 2)
Conan finally got his chance.
He said cute again.
"Look at that bag, there seems to be a diary floppy disk in it, maybe there are clues in it." Seeing this, Officer Mumu walked to the side of the luggage. "There is indeed a diary-word written on this disk." The police inserted the floppy disk- into the computer.
Check out the contents of the diary.
"The latest diary entry was yesterday, and it seems that someone has indeed looked for him." The police affirmed.
Sagawa Yan watched the development of the matter, "Itakura, did you record anything in your diary?"
"Ah, yes, I have written the events of the past few years, as well as my thoughts, but they are all encrypted." Itakura Zhuo replied.
It seems that Conan is going to find some clues about the black organization again.
Yan Sagawa wanted to see the follow-up development.
At this time, Conan seemed to have figured out the key to the case.
One shot made Mori Kogoro a sleeping Kogoro again.
"Officer Megure, I already know who the murderer is, and Mr. Itakura has already told me the answer." Police Officer Megure's face was dark, "Hey, you didn't say you could hear the voice of the dead, did you? "Itakura Zhuo on the side:? ? ?
Sagawa, who could really hear the voice of the dead, smiled and said nothing. "I mean his bare feet." Conan continued through his voice changer.
Then Conan stated his reasoning, pointing out that the real murderer was Soma Ryusuke.
At the same time, he secretly took the disk into his hand. "Great, so I can know his diary."
The incident was resolved, and Conan told Mori Kogoro who woke up.
Then went to the doctor's house.
Amuro looked at his back as he ran away, the corners of his mouth raised.
Sagawa Yan also bid farewell to Mori Kogoro.
"Sure enough, I still want to see it."
Live animated scenes.
Just do it when you think about it, Sagawa Yan made a decision.
He already has the capital to do whatever he wants.
After performing illusion and disappearing shadows, Sagawa Yan followed Conan unhurriedly.
Conan was running, but suddenly saw a person from the phone booth next to him!
"Who is that person?"
It was Shuichi Akai!
Akai Shuichi also saw Conan, "It's that kid."
Due to the absence of Xiaolan's information confirmation, Conan is still unable to confirm the identity of Akai Shuichi.
But several chance encounters have already caught his attention.
"This person has appeared around me several times, it's not by chance!"
Conan thought silently.
But now there are more crucial things to do.
Conan continued to run to the doctor's house.
Sagawa Yan who followed behind also saw Akai Shuichi.
"It's Shuichi Akai, I said I'm not going to make him a member of the FBI."
When you come out to hang out, you have to talk about credit.
Since it is a punishment, it must be carried out.
"Wait, wait until the critical moment of the drama..."
Yan Sagawa sent a Tianxie ghost to Akai Shuichi's side.
It's rare to encounter it, so it's not good to ignore it.
He moved on and followed Conan.
Soon the doctor's house arrived.
Sagawa Yan and Conan walked into the door at the same time.
However, no one knew about Sagawa Yan's arrival.
Conan told the doctor about it.
Browse side by side.
"Shinichi, they seem to be very ordinary diaries, there are no records of those people." But Conan soon discovered that the blank space between the two diaries was a bit too large.
Click and drag with the right mouse button to see the covered content. "Is this what you mean by encryption?"
Sagawa Yan, who was watching from the side, almost laughed out loud.
"My lord, this kind of encryption is enough to deal with ordinary people." Itakura Zhuo smiled wryly.
I almost forgot again, this was still 1996.
Sagawa Yan shook his head, but this is too simple.
Conan naturally couldn't hear Sagawayan's complaints.
He is looking at those hidden contents.
"...that woman's incredible words." "She replied in English."
\"we can be both of **** and the devil, since were trying to raise the dead, against the stream of time.\""We can not only be gods, but also demons, because we try to resist the torrent of time."
The shock on Conan's face cannot be concealed, this is the purpose of the organization!
Sagawa Yan showed a faint smile.
"These things are nothing more than that, I seem to be able to do it."
...ask for flowers...
Conan and the doctor hurriedly drove to the villa with the unfinished software recorded in the diary.
And Yan Sagawa called the Hornet directly, and followed them. "Itakura, what can the software you designed mainly do?" In the car, Sagawa said that he was bored, and asked Itakura Takuo again.
Mentioning the software that he has not yet completed, Takuo Itakura regained his energy.
Speechless.
"The software I designed can magnify the visual effect to the point of making it look like it's real." "Because I used to do CG, I have some experience in processing pictures."
"My software can make the pictures in the game look indistinguishable from reality."
It sounds like increasing the magnification of pixels.
Sagawa Yan thought of the purpose of the Black Organization, and it seemed that he really wanted to use the program to create something on the Internet.
Yuan Jiaming was deeply attracted by Itakura Zhuo's words.
Your own game needs this kind of talent.
The two ghosts got together to chat about games, and it seems that they plan to create a digital world together.
The doctor's car in front finally drove to Itakura Zhuo's villa.
Conan and Dr. Ali managed to open the door and walked in.
Sagawa Yan also followed in. Under the powerful effect of yin and yang, "I found it, this is the software that the organization wants."
Conan found the software disk from the place recorded in the diary.
He turned on the computer in the villa, wanting to contact the organization in black.
"It's almost time, their mail should be delivered!" Conan waited for the mail.
Beep!
The email has arrived.
Conan hurriedly wanted to open it.
It turns out that a password is required.
And it has a countdown.
As the countdown expires, the message is automatically destroyed. "Damn it, they actually have such a measure." Sagawa Yan Youya was watching from a close distance.
Conan is not nervous at all.
There are also mood reviews.
"The automatic destruction is done well. There is a little shadow of the Night Baron virus. It seems that there are still capable people in the organization." At this time, the phone in the villa rang.
At this tense moment, it attracted the attention of Dr. Ali and Conan. predict.
Chapter 441 Conan and Gin (Part 1)
After a few rings, the phone automatically switched to recording mode.
The voice of vodka came out.
"What's the matter, you should be there! You answer the phone quickly, Mr. Itakura!"
Although he was calling sir, Vodka's voice still carried a menacing, impolite tone.
Conan approached slowly and picked up the phone.
He wants to pretend to be Itakura Zhuo to contact the black organization!
Conan, who took out the tie voice changer, spoke again, and it was Takuo Itakura's voice. "Hey, it's too dark here, I can't find where the phone is right now." "The electric light circuit in the villa seems to have been damaged by the wind and snow outside." "I didn't open the email from you just now." The vodka on the other end of the phone had no doubts either.
"Who told you to answer the mail in that kind of mountain where the birds don't shit?"
"By the way, the time is up, shouldn't you hand over the software to us from "960"!" Vodka's tone became more serious.
"Of course, but when and where should I hand over the software to you?" Conan asked a key question. "In that case..."
Vodka smiled and said the time and place.
With Conan's witty response, he successfully set the time in the early hours of this morning.
It prevented Itakura Zhuo from being known by the black organization. "This kid is amazing."
The real Itakura Zhuo witnessed the whole process and said with emotion. "This is probably the detective." Sagawa Yan said indifferently.
He is waiting for Conan's positive contact with the black organization.
There is a feeling similar to chasing after a real person.