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

Chapter 226

"Hello, Māori Detective Agency. Well? A system engineer for a game software suddenly disappeared... You're trying to find out where this person is, aren't you? Maori Lan answered the phone.

Maori Kogoro whispered from the side, "If you want to find me, you will say that I am not there." In the evening, I was busy filming Miss Yoko's TV series.

When Mao Lilan in front of the telephone heard this, he immediately smiled into the microphone and said: "Yes, of course we can deal with it immediately, because my father has nothing to do today." "

Hey, Lan..." Maori Kogoro looked frustrated.

"Okay, hurry up and shave your beard and tie up." Mao Lilan hung up the phone and ordered fiercely.

"It's..." Maori Kogoro changed for a second.

"Systems engineer for gaming software?" Otoi Hiroshi pushed open the door and walked in.

"Why are you here!" Maori Kogoro, who was wearing a tie, pointed at Hiroshi Otoi and said in disgust.

Otoi Hiroshi nodded at Conan: "This kid called and said that you wanted to invite me to dinner, and I was reluctant to feel sorry for him."

"What did you say?!" Maori Kogoro looked 13 swish.

"Haha... Actually, I called Conan..." said Maori Lan with a smile.

"Why do I have to invite this kid to dinner!" Maori Kogoro huffed.

Mao Lilan raised his chin slightly with his hands on his waist, "If it weren't for Otoi-san this time, we might not have been able to win, not to mention that when I was sick before, he drove us to the doctor, and it was natural to invite someone to a meal, how, do you have an opinion?" Maori

Kogoro was instantly silenced, but his expression still expressed his dissatisfaction with Otoihiro.

"These two really haven't met once, and they don't quarrel..." Conan pulled his head and smiled helplessly.

Otoi Hiroshi sat down on the sofa, took out a huako and handed it to Maori Kogoro, "Uncle, don't be so searching

, it's just a meal..." "Cough," Maori Kogoro took Hanako and pretended to be positive: "Xiaolan is also right, it is reasonable that you should be invited to a meal."

"Speaking of which," Otoi Hiroshi looked at Moriran, "what did you mean by a system engineer for game software?" "

Hmm... A system engineer for the game software suddenly disappeared, and then the other party said that he would come to the office later and wanted to ask my father to investigate. Maori Lan replied.

"This way..." Otoi nodded.

Later, Maori Kogoro went to the bathroom to shave his beard, and Mori Lan also went to the kitchen to prepare tea.

Conan suddenly jumped to Otoihiro's side.

"Do you want to say - could this be done by the group of people in the black organization?" Otoi glanced at him with a cheek.

"Huh?!" Conan was stunned, "How do you know..."

"You've almost written everything on your face, you detective's anti-detection awareness is not in place," Otoi Hiroshi stretched his legs and watched Conan shake his index finger, "Poker face, pounce!" Gram! Face!

"This way. Looks like you thought of something? Conan leaned back on the couch with his hands behind his head.

"Nope." Otoi Hiroshi lit a cigarette and stopped talking.

The game software engineer, if memory is correct, should be Takura Itakura's incident.

Let's take a look at the specific situation first.

After a while, the three men arrived at the Maori detective office.

"The person in the photo is the game software system engineer who suddenly disappeared a week ago, Mr. Takura Itakura."

Maori Kogoro pinched the photo and looked up and asked, "Then, what do you mean by saying that he is not missing for the first time this time?" The

three nodded, "Well, every time the deadline of the game software designed by him is approaching, he likes to make the missing set."

"Honestly, we didn't have the time to wait here all the time for him to show up."

"But last time I asked the police for help, I was scolded by the police, so we will ask you for help this time."

"So it is." Mori Kogoro nodded.

Otoi Hiroshi leaned against the window and smoked, silently listening to their words, vaguely remembering that it seemed that the murderer was among the three people.

After all, this time it is related to some things related to Itakura Takura and the organization, so it's better to get involved a little....

"So if you know where he is, tell us right away." The man with thinning hair said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the three people actually quarreled because of the first come, first come.

Maori Kogoro picked up the teacup and took a sip: "So, the three of you are not from the same company, right?"

"I am the one who asked Itakura to design Go software this time, and my name is Subek Road."

"My name is Naito Teppei, and I asked him to design chess software."

"I asked him to design a chess software, and my name is Ryusuke Soma."

Later, the three played a video sent to them by Itakura Takura.

[Oh, taking three tasks at a time, it's really a little unbearable, I think the condition of my heart is not bad for a while, so I decided to temporarily put down the work at hand and find a place to spend a few days off...]

"Ah!" Mao Lilan suddenly said: "This person, I haven't recognized the photo just now with glasses, isn't this the Mr. Itakura Takura who is famous for his CG."

"But he hasn't touched CG since he broke his eye three years ago, and he's been working on game software development for the next few years." Ryusuke Soma said.

"If he were so famous, he wouldn't be kidnapped, would he?" Mori Kogoro guessed.

"It's not impossible," Soma Ryusuke said.

"I remember going to Mr. Itakura's company two years ago and seeing a big man with a beard and a Kansai accent talking to him."

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned for a moment, then relaxed.

Ryusuke Soma's words made him think that Hattori was hiding....

Turning around, he saw Conan's face suddenly change and ran to Soma Ryusuke and asked, "What did that man say?"

"How do I know," Ryusuke Soma recalled with a calm face, "When I arrived at the company, I only heard him say that you are no longer useful.

"Is that all? Anything else, right? Conan then asked.

"That's rude." Kotoi picked up Conan and went into the bedroom.

"Is there something wrong with the man he said?" Otoi Hiroshi asked as he leaned against the door.

"You haven't seen it before, so I don't know, I guess the man he said is the man with the code name 'Tequila'." Conan raised his head with a solemn face.

"Tequila?" Otoi Hiroshi scratched his head, really not impressed.

It seems that a member of the organization died a long time ago?

It's really that he has no sense of existence....

[Question: There were "six arts" in ancient China, which are the six arts? 】