Conan Super Detective

"We-can-be-both-of-God-and-the-Devil. Since-we-are-trying-to-raise-the-dead-again st-the-stream-of-time." Dongma sneered After reading this passage, he seemed to dismiss what was said in it.

However, Conan shouted in shock, "We are both gods and demons, because we want to turn back time and bring the dead back to life!"

"What do they want to do?!"

Facing Conan’s questioning, Dong Ma looked disdainful, “Although it sounds like a science fiction, that should be the ultimate goal of their organization. Anyway, immortality and resurrection is something that humans have dreamed of since ancient times. There is a certain theoretical basis, so strictly speaking, it is indeed something that may be realized in the future..."

"But how much time, manpower and material resources will it take!" Conan said in shock.

"A lot, even some big countries can't do it independently..." Dongma said, "That's why the black organization is so crazy collecting experts in various fields and unscrupulously raising funds?"

After all, people have no dreams, what is the difference from salted fish?

"Forget it, think about it later, now let's go to Itakura's villa to receive that email!" Conan eagerly urged Touma Dao while experimenting with the new equipment the doctor gave him-a football belt and spare glasses.

So Dongma drove the Dr. Beetle in person, and drove to the Itakura Villa somewhere in Gunma Prefecture in the dim heavy snow.

Regarding this point, when the previous three clients entrusted Maori to find Itakura, they had already provided him with all possible hiding places, and this villa was among them.

"Although Mr. Itakura had an agreement with them not to approach the villa, if those guys didn't plan to abide by the agreement at all, wouldn't we expose it?" Conan said worriedly...

However, Dong Ma still has that lazy and nonchalant expression, "It's okay, anyway, for the black organization, I have been exposed for a long time, but just knowing my identity is useless. If you want to die, I don't mind how many come!"

"But Yuanzi, Xiaolan, and your women? According to the organization's style of doing things, they will definitely be troublesome?" Conan asked suspiciously.

However, what answered him was only a mysterious smile from Dongma.

Several places that existed as bases, Kamijou House, Suzuki House, Shenmo Group’s female employee residence, and Judy’s luxurious apartment building, were powerful enough to kill enemies who wanted to come to them.

After all, in every place, Dongma has stationed several bloods (harem/gong) with fighting ability.

"The crux of the problem now is whether the news of Itakura's death has been broadcast on the news broadcast, although there is only one report of a jewelry robbery..." Conan worried again.

"Didn't you bring a radio?" Dongma asked strangely.

"But I can't guarantee that I will be able to hear the news from every channel..."

However, Dongma had already thought of this, so he smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I told Miwa 3.9 before I came out. They won’t reveal any details about Itakura's case before tomorrow, even the name of the person. Nothing will be revealed."

"Sure enough, it's easy to do things if you have a good body, damn..." Conan stared at the triumphant Dong Ma.

"At present, it seems impossible in the short term. Even if you change back, it will take at least five years to become a police officer. Of course, it may not take that long for the most basic level inspections, but I don’t think you are willing to go. Be a community film cop?" Dong Ma said with a smile

Of course, the more important thing is that even if he changes back, according to the theory of the great restraint of the universe, the time of this world will still not change, it will still be the year that will never change.

Chapter 0585 Re-contact with the black organization (three)

"Here..." Dongma, who drove to the Cangban Villa, parked the car and came to the door of the villa. Then he found the door key under the stairs and opened the door easily.

Although he seemed to be familiar with the look of this villa that was only the first time, Conan didn't have any doubts about it, because according to the contents of the diary, they all knew that there must be a key nearby so that friends could come in when he was away.

"Sure enough, it's here..." Dongma pulled out a drawer on the computer desk and found only a CD in it. "Sure enough, it's hidden in this place. Is the most dangerous place the safest place? ..."

"And as long as they don't accept the emails they send, then people in the black organization will definitely find here, and finally find the CD and check here..." Conan smiled and turned on the computer.

However, Dong Ma sneered: "Innocent guy, this kind of software that is absolutely shocking to the world is given to him to develop, but he wants to go away? How easy is it, since I can find you for the first time, it is natural I was able to find you for the second time. Since that woman speaks English, it is obvious that there are foreigners 11 in this organization, and it is even possible that it is an organization dominated by foreigners. Is it foolish to escape overseas? !"

However, Conan didn't care whether the dead guy was stupid or not, he was anxiously waiting for the upcoming mail.

Soon, a dialog box popped up on the computer, and in just a few seconds of reading the article, both of them understood that this was probably another step they took to approach the black organization!

But then things took a sharp turn. When Conan opened the file in a hurry, the dialog box suddenly changed to password.

"Password?!" Conan was shocked.

And Dongma smiled bitterly, covering his forehead: "So don't be so anxious. You should find Xiuzi and others to crack the document first."

"Don't say it's useless, what should I do now? The ten-second countdown will be over soon!" Conan asked anxiously.

However, Dongma had no choice but to spread out his hands, "Now? We seem to have to leave here quickly. After all, according to the current situation, the other party not only knows that we have not received emails, but also this computer is very It may have been monitored!"

What's even more surprising is that when they were about to leave, suddenly the fixed phone next to the computer rang.

Surprised Conan didn’t answer the phone the first time, and Dongma didn’t do it either. Instead, he asked Conan with his eyes, whether he was going to leave, or risking a huge risk to continue the investigation...

And soon, the voice of the answering machine made a choice instead.

"It's recording time. If you have something important, please leave a message after you hear a beep."

And then, the familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

The voice of vodka with a special tone rang, "Hey, what's the matter? I know you are there, why don't you answer the phone?"

"Damn it! It really was exposed!" Conan gritted his teeth and furiously said.

And Dongma also nodded, "It looks like it should be secretly monitoring this place somewhere around, which means that they have expected Itakura secretly accepting mail here..."

At this time, the vodka on the answering machine urged again, "Hey! Answer me quickly..."

"I know you are there! Mr. Itakura!"

"Can't you hear? Answer me quickly!"

Listening to vodka's increasingly impatient urging sound, Dongma smiled and gestured to Conan: "You should come..."

Conan took out the voice-changing bow and adjusted it into Itakura's voice and said, "I'm sorry, it's too dark to find the phone. It looks like it was because of the heavy snow, the wire was broken, so I didn't receive the mail. ."

"Huh! It's all because you want to receive mail in this kind of villa in the mountains..." Then suddenly vodka asked suspiciously, "No, since the power is out, why does your phone still work?"

"Because there is usually a power outage when there is snow around here, I used a phone with a built-in battery," Conan replied.

"So..." Vodka seemed to approve this reason.

"But you are quite clear? What I am here..." Conan asked suddenly. This is also an effective way to not arouse others' suspicion. Don't just listen, but do a little rhetorical question at the right time, provoking the topic, even if Just one or two will also appear more natural.

"Of course we know your whereabouts!" Vodka said triumphantly.

"You won't watch me again?!" Conan deliberately asked with anger and panic.

And the vodka also sneered without any doubt: "Don't be afraid, we did not show up around you in 610 as agreed! Compared with such trivial matters, have you completed the things you entrusted to?!"

"Almost..." Conan replied vaguely.

At this time, Dongma suddenly turned on the light, trying to test if their people were really no longer around.

Unexpectedly, however, the light didn't seem to make the other party suspicious, but the "click" sound of the switch made Vodka immediately questioned: "Hey! Is there anyone else next to you? What was the sound just now!"

Conan was startled, and Dongma pointed to the heavy snow outside the window in time. Conan barely suppressed the panic in his heart and said, "It's just the sound of the wind blowing on the window..."