Detective Conan: The System Takes Me to Zero's World

Chapter 346 Public Security Iori: Fighting criminals in the past, solving a train mystery today

The words "three years ago" slowly appeared on the system screen. Iori Musashi was fighting fiercely with a group of gangsters in the villa.

He knocked down a large group of gangsters in just a few moves. Finally, he hit the last gangster with a club and he fell to the ground.

Iori Muwo's ​​phone suddenly received a series of rapid beeps from the caller ID. He pulled at his sweat-soaked tie with one hand and answered the phone with the other: "This is Iori. I've taken care of the upper room."

A colleague's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you alone? That's amazing. They have taken a hostage here and hid in the annex. There are about two or three people on the other side. Can you come to help?"

"Although I want to go and provide support, I'm really exhausted at the moment." Iori Muga then realized a sharp pain in his left forearm. He slowly raised his left hand and saw blood flowing onto the floor little by little, instantly soaking his clothes.

"I'm pretty seriously injured right now. And I was looking at the information on another case last night, so I barely slept. I didn't expect to run into something like this today."

He quickly took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the long, bleeding wound on his left forearm. He took out a rope from his waist, tightly wrapped it around the wound, then bit the other end of the rope with his teeth, and used both his hands and mouth to tighten the rope to slow down the bleeding.

After treating the wound, Iori Muga cautiously opened the door and slowly walked into the kitchen. He observed every corner of the kitchen vigilantly while mumbling into the phone: "Okay, let me take a nap for 30 minutes and then I'll meet you guys. See you later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

As soon as Iori Muga entered the kitchen, he noticed a tiny crack on the floor. He squatted down and tapped the floor gently, and found that there was nothing underneath, which should be a storage cabinet. He opened the floor and jumped down.

Then he closed the floor again, Iori Muga leaned against the corner of the storage cabinet, sat down tiredly, and started setting the alarm.

After setting the alarm, he frowned, closed his eyes with a tired look on his face, and took a breath, thinking: [I’m so tired, today was really…]

Suddenly, a slight noise broke the silence. Iori Muga instantly became alert. He opened his eyes abruptly, quickly pulled out a gun from his waist, pointed it forward and whispered, "Who?"

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at a little girl who was bending over and moving forward cautiously.

The little girl was startled by the sudden gunshot, but she quickly calmed down. She looked up at Iori Muga. "I should be the one asking the questions. My name is Ooka Momiji. Who are you?"

When Iori Muga heard the name, he was stunned. He muttered in his heart: "Girl? Why is the granddaughter of former Prime Minister Ooka here?"

He quickly put away the gun and tried to make his tone gentler: "Hongye? The granddaughter of former Prime Minister Ooka? I am Public Security, my name is Iori."

Ooka Hongye looked at him curiously and asked, "By public security, do you mean the police?"

Iori Muga nodded, "Well, that's about right. The former Prime Minister will stay in this villa for a week next week. I came here with other public security police to arrange security work. But I don't know why a large number of gangsters attacked and it turned out like this."

Ooka Hongye frowned and said, "It's so strange. Although I heard that my grandfather is hated by various people, he didn't come today."

"Then why did you come here?"

Ooka Hongye clasped her hands together and showed a mischievous smile on her face: "I just heard that there was a new villa and came to take a look. I also said willfully, 'Why not just take grandpa's car?'"

Iori Muga thought to himself: "So that's why the criminals made a mistake and thought it was the former Prime Minister who came."

Ooka Hongye continued, "I was planning to go back after having afternoon tea, and I hid in this hole under the floor to scare the waiter, but no one came."

Iori Muga was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "That's why you are hiding in the storage cabinet under the floor."

At this moment, Iori Muwo's ​​phone rang again. He picked up the phone and spoke first: "This is Iori, you should still be at the back door, right?"

A colleague's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, I finally got it done here, and I'm planning to go to the annex to support them."

Iori Muga glanced at Ooka Momiji and said, "A little girl will be leaving from the back door soon. Please protect her."

"Little girl?"

"Just ask her directly for the details."

"Yes."

After Iori Muga hung up the phone, he put the phone aside and looked at Ooka Momiji with a smile. "That's it, you can leave through the back door. Goodbye, Miss."

After saying this, he folded his arms, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

An hour passed quietly in silence. Iori Muga originally planned to recover some energy by taking a short nap, but he did not expect that a strange noise came from above the floor, instantly breaking the tranquility.

He opened his eyes, and the sleepiness in his eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by high alertness, and his whole body instantly entered a state of combat readiness.

The three gangsters outside were holding weapons and searching back and forth in the villa. They looked so ferocious that it seemed as if they wanted to turn the villa upside down.

Two of the criminals were shouting arrogantly and chatting casually at the same time.

“Where? Come out!”

"There's no use hiding."

"Is his granddaughter really here?"

"Yes, that's what the driver said."

Iori Muga listened to their conversation and subconsciously looked at his watch, thinking to himself: "An hour has passed? The alarm clock didn't wake me up? This is really careless. Now the situation has become more difficult. 】

The criminals outside were still shouting relentlessly, and it looked like they would not give up until they found the person.

The muscular criminal shouted even more viciously: "Since I know the former prime minister is not here, I might as well kill his granddaughter. I want to vent my anger today. Come out quickly!"

As he said this, he kicked the cabinet next to him hard with his foot, and the cabinet made a loud "clang" sound.

Then, the three gangsters began to search more carefully, bit by bit, and their footsteps made a "dong dong" sound on the floor.

Iori Muga sensed that the situation was not good, and frowned tightly, thinking quickly about the response plan: [Could the criminals have accomplices? Are the other public security police officers okay? Is the girl safe...]

Before he could finish thinking, Ooka Hongye suddenly hugged Iori Muga's left arm. Iori Muga was startled and looked down quickly. Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't leave. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Why didn't you run away?"

Ooka Hongye also responded in a low voice: "Because when I was bandaging your wound, the bad guys came."

"Bandaging the wound?" Iori Muga looked surprised. He gently lifted up his sleeve to check, and saw a row of neatly arranged Band-Aids on his left forearm. In this dim storage cabinet, the color of the Band-Aids was particularly eye-catching.

Ooka Momiji seemed to have guessed his doubts and quickly turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone to illuminate it. The soft light fell on Iori Muga's arm.

She explained in a low voice: "Although we always say that big materials are not used for big things, don't you think that small materials can also be used for big things? This is what the waiters told me, and they also said that the measuring cup is the same. But now all the band-aids I brought have been used up.

I also turned off your alarm clock because I saw you were sleeping so soundly and wanted to let you sleep a little longer, but I didn’t expect the bad guys to come.”

When she said this, a look of annoyance appeared on her face.

"But why do you want to bandage my wound?"

"Of course I still have to rely on you to protect me."

At this time, the three gangsters had already come to the kitchen. One of them took a knife and started to hit the floor hard. The "dong dong" sound echoed in this small space. "Hey, did you hear any noise under the floor?"

"I heard it. It was a woman's voice." Another gangster put his ear close to the floor and listened carefully before saying.

Iori Muga looked up and muttered to himself: "Oh no, I've been discovered."

Ooka Hongye, however, remained very calm. She put her hand to her mouth, lowered her voice, and murmured, "There are three people. Two of them like to talk, and the other one doesn't talk much. I determined it by listening to the footsteps. I'm good at karuta, and my ears are much sharper than most people."

Just as the two gangsters squatted down and prepared to pry open the floor, Iori Muga seized the opportunity, stood up suddenly, and used all his strength to quickly pry open the floor.

There was a loud "bang" and the floor hit one of the gangsters' chin directly. The gangster didn't even make a sound, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Seeing this, the gangster next to him stood up, raised the gun in his hand, and cursed: "Damn it!"

His face was distorted with anger, his eyes were full of ferocity, and he raised his hand to shoot Iori Muga.

Iori Muga kicked the second gangster with a side kick.

The gangster had no time to react and was kicked away like a sack. He finally hit the door hard, then slowly slid to the ground and fainted completely.

But the danger was not over yet. Seeing this, the remaining gangster swung the long knife in his hand and slashed at Iori Muga.

Iori Muga's eyes flashed, and he raised his leg high and kicked the gangster's wrist. The long knife in the gangster's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Immediately afterwards, Iori Muga kicked the gangster again, causing him to fall on the cupboard and scream in pain.

Seeing this, Ooka Hongye quickly climbed out of the storage cabinet. She clapped her hands, her eyes full of admiration: "As expected of Mr. Iori from the Public Security Bureau, he's amazing!"

Iori Muga was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly squatted down. He noticed that the gangster who was kicked against the door was rubbing his cheek and woke up in a daze.

Seeing this, Ooka Momiji also exclaimed "Ah" in surprise, and subconsciously took a step back and hid behind Iori Muga.

After the gangster regained consciousness, he looked at the scene in front of him and realized that he was no match for his opponent. He turned pale with fright.

He stood up, tumbling and crawling, without even bothering to pick up the weapon on the ground, and turned and fled towards the door, threatening as he ran: "I will get back at you, Mr. Iori from the Public Security Bureau."

The voice was trembling with fear, but still pretended to be fierce.

When he ran to the door, two of Iori Muga's colleagues also arrived. The colleague who had been talking to him on the phone saw Iori Muga and hurriedly asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

"It's okay, even though one escaped."

The memory slowly faded on the system screen, and Butler Iori Muga's thoughts were also pulled back to reality. He was still immersed in his past experiences, and was a little dazed for a while.

At this moment, an impatient voice suddenly came from the headset: "Hey, Mr. Iori. What are you daydreaming about? We're going to reach the terminal in less than 40 minutes. Don't let me down."

Butler Iori Muga came to his senses instantly. The voice sounded like thunder in his ears, making his heart beat faster. He was more certain that the voice was that of the criminal who had escaped last time and disappeared without a trace.

He thought quickly in his mind: "Those criminals are suspected to be related to the former Prime Minister who was replaced by the cabinet and expelled from the party due to the scandal. Could it be that the suicide of the secretary was also planned by them?"

Thinking of this, Butler Iori Muga looked at the ballpoint pen again, frowning and lost in thought: [Come to think of it, there was also a bloody ballpoint pen next to the body. The button at the end of the ballpoint pen was stained with blood, but there was still a little distance between it and the bloodstain on the end of the ballpoint pen.

Did he write something and then press the pen back to avoid being discovered? In other words, there should be some clues such as writing left by the man. ]

He turned around and walked quickly back to Carriage 14, came to the body, squatted down and looked carefully. Butler Iori Muga's eyes were attracted by a suspicious hole on the thigh of the pants.

Butler Iori Muga made a bold guess in his mind: "Oh, he probably put the ballpoint pen into his pants and fumbled around to write something."

A trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and he whispered to the body: "I'm sorry."

Then he unbuckled the body's belt and slowly pulled the pants down to expose the thighs. Sure enough, he found shorthand symbols on the thighs.

Iori Muga recalled the Waseda-style shorthand method recorded in the notebook, and after some calculations, he deduced that the clue left behind was the socks. He immediately removed the socks of the corpse to check.

At this moment, the voice in the headset came again, with a hint of anxiety: "How is it? Did you find it?"

"Wait a moment." Iori Muga replied as he took off a pair of socks from the body. He looked at the two socks but did not find any clues.

He looked at the body's feet again and found a strange mark on the back of the right foot. He was shocked: "If this is the mark left by the USB drive, then where did the USB drive go?"

Just as Butler Iori Muga was lost in thought, Hattori Heiji appeared behind him with a smile on his face and a cell phone in his hand. He spoke enthusiastically, "Mr. Butler, we'd like to order a drink. Would you like anything? If you want, choose one from here."

Iori Muga, the butler, turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that the screen in Hattori Heiji's hand was lit up, and the words written on it were exactly what Conan said:

Are you looking for this?

To be continued...