Coming to the comprehensive comics to do things

The female teacher asked.

"Yes."

The young policeman nodded.

And beside them stood Curator Tsugawa, who was eavesdropping.

......

"Hey, hey, Conan, this is supposed to be that old man's secret room, right?"

Genta said looking at the warehouse in front of him.

Conan narrowed his eyes without speaking.

When they arrived at the warehouse, it was dark inside as well.

But a few of them had the badge of the Junior Detective League with a small light bulb mounted on it.

After turning it on, they could still see the inside of the house clearly.

"What is this ...... actually a pile of books."

Mitsuhiko and Genta said disappointedly as they opened the stacked cardboard boxes in the warehouse.

"Huh?"

There seemed to be very little dust in these boxes.

Conan came to a pile of cardboard boxes and squatted down.

Ayumi, on the other hand, followed cautiously.

"Books too."

There was nothing else when it was opened.

Conan recalled the book purchase document he had seen the administrator holding in his hands on the second floor.

This should be a newly purchased book, why would it be here?

Taking one out and opening it up to flip through a few pages, suddenly a small, sealed packet of white pockets fell out of the book.

"What's this?"

Conan's pupils narrowed as he picked up the white pocket, a little incredulous.

"Conan, what is that you're holding?"

Genta and Mitsuhiko all came together.

"Is it a treasure?"

Ayumi asked as well.

Conan shook his head, picked up the white bag slightly and said, "It's drugs."

"What?!"

The crowd screamed.

Although these little kids hadn't been exposed to this stuff, they often heard from their parents and the news that it was a bad thing.

Conan looked behind him, closed the book and opened another one.

After shaking it a few times fruitlessly, another packet fell out.

Ding-dong~.

The sound of an elevator rising came from the quiet fourth floor.

"Someone's coming, hide!"

Conan shouted.

A moment later, coming out of the elevator entrance was Curator Tsugawa.

In a few steps, he arrived in front of the warehouse and pushed open the door.

Bang~.

The door was flung open and the darkened warehouse was empty.

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Chapter 251 - Where is it hidden?

The light from the door shone through the dark silhouette of the man in the storage room.

Conan tilted his head and could vaguely see the silhouette of the man extending down the floor to where they were hiding.

Thud~.

Boom!

The sound of leather shoes on wooden planks.

The other side was moving and the sound was getting closer.

"If we are found, unthinkable!"

A fine bead of sweat appeared on Conan's face, which might not have been so if he had been alone.

But the truth was telling him that the other side was getting close.

Gah~.

The wooden floor quieted down after making a screeching sound.

One second ......

Two seconds ......

......

Ten seconds ......

Still no movement.

"Shouldn't that be ......?"

The moment Conan poked his head out slightly, an enlarged, twisted, ugly face stopped so hard in front of him.

Eyes locked, The Shadow slowly straightened up.

"Gotcha."

......

"There doesn't seem to be anything strange about this library."

Officer Megure said to himself after looking left and right.

"By the way, where's Librarian Tsugawa?"

"How should I know."

Mouri Kogoro looked like he was hanging on by a thread with his hands in his pockets.

"I mean, you're a famous detective at least,"

Officer Megure said with a squinty look.

"......"

Mouri Kogoro looked at Officer Megure then ignored the other man's quip.

"Can you be more specific then?"

At the side, Takagi was talking to Administrator Uehara with the transcript.

"What's going on?"

They both walked over when they heard the noise.

The only ones who were still sitting in their chairs were Wang Xiao Yi and Wei Bao Zi, who didn't seem very interested.

"Wang-kun, are you sure you haven't seen Conan and the others?"

Ran asked a little worried.

"No."

Wang Xiaomeng shook her head.

"Really, why are you running around if you're reading a good book!"

Ran sat on the couch and complained.

She was actually concerned about Conan's safety, or else she wouldn't have run from Miwa-cho to the library.

"They haven't shown up for thirty minutes, if they go to the bathroom at five minutes, they can go six times, so what are they doing for the remaining twenty-five minutes."

Vibao suddenly said, with a calm tone and exquisite indifference that seemed as if ......

A salty fish.

Of course, Wang Xiaomeng knew that this was a bad analogy for Vitoliga, but he had limited brain capacity and couldn't think of a better one.

After all, Lori was usually a salty loli, except for being a little cute and proud.

The words were completely incomprehensible to what she was saying.

"Then Conan and the others ......"

Ran hesitated, but still didn't say anything.

"Well, they may have met danger."

Vibao said faintly.

......

"Don't run little sister, or what if you fall down."

Tsugawa caught the little loli Ayumi with one hand and pressed Genta's head with the other to pretend to be kind.

But in the eyes of the crowd, this was even uglier and scarier.

"Just now, what did you all see in the storage room?"

Tsugawa spoke up.

"Wow~ I didn't see anything!"

Genta shouted.

"What about you?"

Tsugawa looked over at Ayumi.

"I ...... I didn't see ...... ooo ...... either."

Ayumi, who was terrified, looked like she was about to cry as her eyes were wet with tears.

Conan stood a short distance away gritting his teeth not knowing what to think.

He was sure that if Tsugawa hadn't caught all of them, he wouldn't dare to kill anyone.

Once one of them escaped, then Tsugawa would be finished.

The library was big, but if you searched with your heart, even if the other party hid things tightly, they would still be found.

I just didn't expect this adventure to be so exciting!

The thought in Conan's mind only lingered for a moment before he threw it out.

"Now is not the time to think about that."

"How should I ask for help ......"

Watching the approaching curator, Conan's hands behind his back surreptitiously pressed on the elevator button.

Ding-dong~.