Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 246: The Remaining Silent Witness (Home Visit)
Two days later, late winter, February 2th.

In the Maori Detective Agency, Conan sat on the sofa and almost scratched his head bald -

He thought about it for two whole days, but still couldn't figure out the cause and effect of the matter.

There were only two things on which he had a slight idea:
One was the death of Mr. Hara Yoshiaki, which was probably caused by Gin; the other was the first explosion in the Twin Towers. According to Mr. Kazama Hidehiko, that floor was the computer room, where the mastermind of all the information of the Tokiwa Group was stored...

Conan boldly speculated that maybe Yuan Jiaming had some connection with the organization, and then some information was transferred to the computer of the Tokiwa Group, and the organization planned such an incident just to destroy the body...

But what was the purpose of the subsequent series of explosions?
Since Haibara is so sure that it wasn't Gin who did it, then who else could it be?

Since the person who died in the Beihu Hotel last time was Pisk, there aren't many candidates left...

Also, the man who wanted to kill Sonoko was definitely from that organization; and judging from the fact that the other party also silenced her after the operation failed, there was a high probability that they would continue to target Sonoko...

Fortunately, after Yuanzi came back, she probably thought that this hairstyle was unlucky, so she had it straightened the next day.

...But there were still too many doubts. Because it was too late that night, he did not go to the Metropolitan Police Department. He did not know how the officer named Matsuda guessed that the other party was the bomber. It was also very strange that Moriya Teiji directly dismantled the bomb.

Also, that Tuyuan Sanshang...

He remembered that this person was not among those who escaped!

However, when he left, this person left with Tokiwa Mio, talking and laughing...

Conan hugged his head and pounded it madly:
“Aaaaahhh! This is so annoying!”

Kogoro Mouri, who was drinking and reading a newspaper, gave Conan a speechless look: You're just a little kid, what's there to be annoyed about?

When Mao Lilan saw Conan looking irritable, she wanted to come over and ask what was wrong, but just then, the phone in the office rang.

Xiaolan looked at her father who was sitting motionless in his seat, and Conan who was scratching his hair frantically, sighed, and answered the phone:
"Hello, this is the Maori Detective Agency... Eh? Are you looking for a missing person?"

"Um... a software engineer who's been missing for a week?"

When Xiaolan heard that it was a commission call, she immediately took out a pen and wrote down the simple contents of the commission.

Conan, who was scratching the belt, paused, his expression trembling:

Software engineer?
He remembered that Mr. Yuan Jiaming was also a software engineer... Could this be him again! ?
When Maori Kogoro saw the time today, he immediately whispered: "Xiaolan, I have to record Miss Yoko's program tonight, just say I'm busy..."

Mao Lilan glanced at him sideways, then immediately smiled and said to the other end of the phone: "Yes, it will be done right away. After all, my father has nothing to do today."

Maori Kogoro:"……"

How could he have such a disappointing daughter?

Conan clenched his fists, his eyes shining:

Well done Xiaolan!

Yoshi, this way when the client comes, he will know what the situation is...

……

Tokyo, an organization's base.

Gin yawned, got up and washed.

The first thing he did was to take out the calendar and look at it, then curled his lips and said, "Well, it's winter again..."

April 2th…

Gin felt that this date seemed a little familiar. After turning on the computer, he first looked through the task list.

"Well, there is no mission."

With two clicks of the mouse, more than a dozen tasks were assigned to him, leaving no space for himself.

He suddenly felt very fortunate that Chablis had asked for the mission block back...

Thanks to Chablis for being such a sucker! Gin made himself a cup of wolfberry water, then continued to sit in front of the computer, started to read the emails sent to him by the members, and replied to the group messages.

Vodka probably heard the noise of him getting up.

The latter carefully knocked on Gin's door, walked in and said, "Brother, the software engineer hasn't replied to the email yet. Do you want me to confirm it in advance?"

Gin's ears moved and he looked up in confusion: "What engineer?"

"…Software engineer, that's Itakura Taku."

Vodka looked at Gin worriedly: "Will my big brother forget again? I just looked at the mission record a few days ago..."

"…Oh, the one Tequila was looking for earlier."

Gin rubbed his brows.

His current memory is indeed not very good, but as long as he is reminded, he can immediately recall all the memories related to this person - this is a good sign.

I still remember that Vermouth seemed to have urged this person as well.

"The mission time is... the day after tomorrow at midnight, which is midnight on the 15th." Gin also remembered the time, "Less than two days... You can confirm it again at midnight tonight. If there is no reply, contact the members to find someone."

"Okay big brother."

Vodka nodded, "Brother, I'm going to do the mission..."

"Well, let's go."

Gin responded lazily.

Gin finally reacted after Vodka left.

"..."

Wait, did he just assign the task to Vodka?
Gin started to shudder and quickly pulled up the task list. After quickly reading it, he fell silent.

Good fellow, five out of fifteen tasks were assigned to Vodka, and one person took up one third...

"Amen……"

Gin silently mourned for Vodka in his heart, as he had been swiping too fast just now and didn't notice it.

But fortunately, there are fewer tasks now, only five, so vodka should... should be fine, right?
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"Eh? Are you saying that the engineer you hired to help the company develop software disappeared on his own?"

A question mark popped up on Kogoro Maori's forehead.

Opposite him were the three clients of this incident.

"That's right... but this isn't the first time this has happened." One of them, a middle-aged square-faced, long-haired man named Soma Ryusuke, said, "He did this before when I commissioned him before."

"Yes, yes, yes, he suddenly disappeared before the delivery date, so we called the police... and we got scolded." A middle-aged Mediterranean man wearing glasses also echoed. His name is Naito Sadahei.

"So, this is why we want to ask you, a famous detective, for help. I believe you can help us find the other person, right?"

The last person to speak was a tall, thin, slightly younger man with a pointed face, named Suberlu.

He took out a photo and handed it to Maori Kogoro and others.

Conan, who was standing next to the sofa, twitched his mouth after listening to the descriptions of several people.

It seems that this matter has nothing to do with those men in black...

Really... Could it be that he has been thinking too much recently and that’s why he is so suspicious?

(End of this chapter)