Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

Chapter 231

"Four hours later? You want me to rush from Gunma to Tokyo."

"Why, no?"

"Okay."

The phone that hangs up first.

Otoi Hiroshi shrugged, if nothing else, the vodka guy does have a good hand in 13.

Look what scared Dr. Agasa into.

"Hey, you wouldn't really have to take that soft body to Tokyo to meet him...," Dr. Agasa asked nervously.

"Of course I won't do that, and through the negotiations just now, I have already brought the delivery time forward to four o'clock in the morning. After dawn, the news of Mr. Itakura's murder will spread, and if this opportunity is missed, I am afraid that there will be no clues from them in the future.

After Conan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Hiroshi Otoi: "However, your ability to imitate sound is really convenient, blame Kidd."

"You still think I'm Kidd?" Otoi gave him a blank look, "And why do you make such a decision without permission, do you really think that you alone can confront the organization?"

"What did you say?" Conan's eyes widened suddenly.

"However," Otoi Hiroshi took out his handkerchief to wipe the fingerprints off the phone, "since you have decided so, I am too lazy to obstruct, and I will not accompany you when I return to Tokyo." "

Hiro, you two..." Dr. Agasa tried to play the circle.

"Since you are so timid, then you can go back to sleep in peace." Conan yelled.

"That's exactly what I mean." Otoi Hiroshi shrugged.

Poor radicalization doesn't work for him.

"Let's go." He said.

"Go? If their people were watching nearby, wouldn't we..." said Dr. Agasa cautiously.

"If they were really nearby, then I just said that the power outage caused by the wind and snow would have been exposed long ago." Hiroshi Otoi lit a cigarette.

"So you just told me to turn on the light..."

......

According to the original plot, on the way back to Tokyo, Dr. Agasa's car will have a flat tire.

Fortunately, Hiroshi Otoi was superior and drove his own car to the vicinity of Xianqiao Station.

"Is Dr. Agasa going on an adventure with him too?" Hiroshi Otoi asked.

Dr. Agasa glanced at Hiroshi Otoi and then at Conan, "I'll pick him up outside, and I'll call the police if something happens."

"Then I'll go first." Otoi Hiroshi put the two on the side of the road and kicked the accelerator directly to the end.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the apartment, I received a call from Gin Jiu.

"Come to Idle Bridge Station." As soon as it was connected, there was the indifferent voice of ginjiu.

Otoi Hiroshi yawned: "Big brother, do you know what time it is?"

"Don't make me repeat it a second time." Gin Jiu said coldly.

The phone hangs up.

Otoi Hiroshi glanced at the time, three o'clock in the morning.

Because they did not encounter the jewelry thieves in the original book, they arrived relatively early, and it is still too late to go back.

"One by one, it's really troublesome..."

So Otoi Hiroshi had no choice but to turn back, leave the car in the distance and walk.

......

"Hey, Itakura." Vodka flashed a flashlight to the lowest level of Idle Bridge Station.

There was no one in front of him.

"Hmph, hasn't that guy even arrived yet?"

Conan gasped slightly and hid behind the iron cabinet, carefully looking at the vodka standing in the distance.

Vodka lit a cigarette when he saw the check inserted in the gap in the cabinet by the light of the fire.

"The amount of this check seems to be exactly the same as the amount we gave to the Itakura guy..."

After that, he opened the cabinet door and found the disc box that was lying inside with tape.

Because there is no password, Conan boldly uses this disc as a bet.

"It seems that this is the system software, that guy, not only did not dare to trade in person, but also left the check here." Vodka sneered.

While talking to himself, the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground.

"What? You only saw an alcoholic and a ghost running into the station? Impossible, go find it.

Suddenly, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head, "What do you want to do?"

"Big brother..." Vodka shuddered and put down the phone in his hand.

"Isn't the trading time tomorrow at 12 noon?" Gin Jiu asked coldly.

Vodka slowly turned around, looking flustered: "That guy is inconvenient to come over at that time tomorrow, so we temporarily changed the time." "

Oh? He communicates with you via email so that he can change the time like this at any time, right? Gin Jiu's barrel pressed against his jaw again.

"Ah no... In fact, this time is decided by our side. Vodka tilted his head and whispered.

"Although the guy guessed our purpose, we have successfully obtained the software." Vodka turned and took off the disc.

"Anyway, leave it alone, with that guy's heart..."

"Do you know why he taped the disc?" Gin Jiu took the disc and asked coldly.

"It's because of fingerprints, right?" Hiroshi Otoi walked in with his pocket in his pocket.

"Lark? What are you doing here? Vodka said unexpectedly.

Otoi Hiroshi didn't reply, but looked at Kotojiu, "I'm right, because you can't take the disc off with gloves."

"Then you can't see the person waiting here, you will definitely be able to help but smoke, he can know your blood type by testing the saliva on it, so be careful, vodka." Otoi Hiroshi put on gloves and picked up the cigarette butt that had fallen on the ground and handed it to him, patting him on the shoulder.

Gin Jiu glanced at Otoi Hiroshi appreciatively, and when he looked at vodka again, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Big brother..." vodka shouted aggrievedly.

"That's it, but I didn't expect them to find out where we were based," Gin said, opening the disc box, which was empty, only a small transmitter stained on it.

"That guy turned out!" Vodka said angrily.

"You're wrong, it's not Itakura's doing." Gin Jiu said with a sneer.

"When the temperature difference is too large, the sympathetic nerves will be stimulated, causing a great load on the heart, and a guy with heart disease will not deliberately run to a villa with wind and snow." Otoi added.

"Who the hell is the guy I'm talking to?" Vodka asked.

Gin Jiu coolly bit off his gloves and pressed his palm on the box of the disc, "I'm afraid it's someone he paid for." However, he still made a mistake, although the fingerprints on this box were deliberately erased, there was still residual temperature on it. "

That guy is still hiding nearby." Hiroshi Otoi said in a deep voice.

Conan, who was hiding behind the cabinet, was suddenly startled.

He originally thought that only vodka would come, but he never expected that three people would come.

And who is that guy codenamed "Lark"?

With the rapid sound of the footsteps of the three, Conan's nerves instantly tightened.

A life-and-death crisis.

[Question: Fill in the blank: Xinlan (), Ke Wei ()].