Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

Just as Hibari Eri put her bag down, she heard the voice of the person opposite her and immediately frowned.

"Qiudou Madai, you want to check the case information? What are you doing now?"

At this moment.

The streets were already starting to become crowded with people.

Uncle Maori leaned against a pillar, remained silent for a moment, and said in a smoky voice, "No, it's a long story, and I can't think of anyone to ask for help..."

When Hibiki Eri heard this, her beautiful eyes sparkled.

"I see."

"It's about the armored car robbery on April 4th, right?"

She held the phone in one hand, adjusted the chair with the other, and then sat on it.

The little black cat also came over and looked up at her.

Switching the phone to her left hand, Kisaki Eri picked up the pen on the desk and wrote a string of words.

"Okay, I'll call you as soon as I find the information."

"Uh... okay, you helped me a lot." Uncle Maori's voice was a little low, and he unconsciously raised it for no apparent reason. Compared with when he usually spoke to Conan, his tone was much gentler, almost as gentle as when he spoke to Wang Changsheng and Chiyo.

The other party's tone seemed to be a little off.

Kisaki Eri turned her neck.

"what happened to you?"

"Yingli..."

Uncle Maori spoke hesitantly.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Do you think I can solve... this case?"

The streets were crowded with people, and the air was filled with noise and discussion.

At this moment, Uncle Maori calmed down and waited for a response from the person on the other end of the phone.

Kisaki Eri paused for a moment, then laughed: "Solving cases depends on your feet, isn't it?"

"Former criminal, Mr."

Hearing these words, Uncle Maori suddenly felt as if he had returned to many years ago.

He seemed to cheer up a little.

"Yes, that's true."

Uncle Maori's tone was noticeably more excited. "Then I'll leave the information to you."

"Hey, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Hibiki Eri turned around and looked at the brilliant sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

At this time, the sky is getting darker, the sunset glow and the setting sun are intertwined, and I am immersed in this breeze.

The crystal clear and deep blue sky seemed to be half burned through by the flames released by the sun, presenting a dynamic crimson and bright color.

"Meow~"

At this time, the little black cat next to her made a cute sound and walked towards Kisaki Eri with cat steps.

Seeing the furry animal, Kisaki Eri felt a little better.

She waved to the little black cat: "Come here."

The black cat jumped up and landed lightly on Kisaki Eri's thigh.

"knocking"

Just when she was playing with the cat.

There was a knock at the door.

"Please come in."

"excuse me."

The assistant outside the door walked in, holding a wooden tray with a drink on it that was still emitting a faint cold steam.

"Eh?"

When the assistant came in, she found that Kisaki Eri was pinching the cat's chin, and she couldn't help but blink.

"Lawyer, weren't you on the phone just now?"

The assistant brought the cold drink to the table in front of Eri Kisaki and placed it down.

"Well, I was on the phone, and it was the most annoying guy."

Kisaki Eri picked up the kitten, held it in front of her eyes and looked into her eyes.

The cat's green pupils showed obedience and gentleness, and the little guy even wanted to stretch out his tongue to lick the tip of the woman's nose.

"Isn't that right, Goro?"

"Meow!"

The little black cat responded.

Apparently, the cat is called Goro.

Seeing my own lawyer saying that he hates me the most, but he actually seems to be in a good mood.

The assistant suppressed a smile, put down the cold drink and turned away.

"It must be her husband calling."

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PM 6:30.

Far East Company.

downstairs.

Wang Changsheng, Conan and others were standing at the door.

Looking at the notice on the glass of the gate prohibiting non-relevant personnel from entering, the four of them looked at each other.

“I saw a sign saying no trespassing.”

“It makes me want to go in and take a look.”

"That's the nature of detectives."

Or rather, the three of them were looking at each other.

Wang Changsheng just moved his eyes between the three people.

I took the time to look at Yui in the World Tree space.

Then he looked down at the bracelet on his wrist.

It’s half past six.

Just a door.

It's impossible to stop Hattori, Conan and the others.

It was just pried off easily.

Wang Changsheng's mouth twitched as he watched.

Look how fast they knock on the door.

It feels like it's comparable to his magic.

Take a wire and insert it in, and it will open with a click.

How did you open this lock?

Such a big company, and the locks they use are so shabby?

Who can stop this?

Shaking his head, Wang Changsheng followed Bai Machan and walked in with the others.

However, perhaps because he wanted to find out the truth as quickly as possible, Hakuba pushed Hattori and Conan aside and walked in front.

Several people walked up the stairs.

"The man who was killed was Masaharu Nishio, the sales director of the Far East Company. He was reportedly shot with a rifle."

After Bai Ma Tan squeezed to the front, he took out his little notebook again and seemed to be reading what he had written down in it.

"He and President Ito were classmates in college."

Hearing him say this, Conan behind him immediately reacted.

"So, maybe Nishio was also a member of the Crime Research Club?"

Bai Matan hummed.

"You're right."

The four of them came to a platform at the corner of the stairs.

Bai Ma Tan did not continue to walk up, but squatted down and took out his phone.

"come here."

This tone, which sounded like an order, immediately made Hattori next to him a little dissatisfied.

You know, he was the one who ordered people around before, but now the situation is reversed.

He put his hands in his pockets and glared: "What do you mean come here?..."

"Huh?? Wait, that's my phone!"

After seeing the phone in Hakuba's hand, Hattori was stunned.

When did he take it away?

Hattori quickly touched his back pocket.

Sure enough, his phone number was gone.

Bai Ma Tan didn't answer him.

He just used Hattori's cell phone, pressed it for a long time, operated it for a while, and then showed it to a few people.

"Look."

He retrieved the photo taken by Hattori on his mobile phone at that time.

"Look carefully at this photo. The one in the middle of the front row is the president at the time, Ito Suehiko."

"And the guy on his right, the long-haired guy I was testing with the research club member, is Nishio who was murdered."

With the new information, Conan and Hattori no longer paid attention to when Hakuba stole the phone.

After watching intently for a while, Conan couldn't help but ask, "Who is the woman on Ito's left?"

"That woman's name is Shimizu Reiko. I heard she also worked in this company before."

Bai Ma Tan seemed to have understood all this information. He looked down at the photo on his phone.

"But this woman committed suicide on May 5th."

"Eh?!"

Hearing this news, Conan and Hattori turned and looked at him.

"Committed suicide? How could this happen?"

Turn off the flip phone's screen.

Bai Ma Tan stood up.

"She committed suicide around the time the police were looking for her for questioning."

Hattori frowned: "Is it because of Nishio's shooting case?"

Bai Ma Tan turned his head slightly, his expression not seeming to care.