books44 Chapter 128 Senior Touzi! Why are you being persecuted again?
Chapter 128 Senior Touzi! Why are you being persecuted again?
Returning to the study, Conan looked at the tidy environment and Professor Hirota who was constantly rummaging through several boxes, and a smile appeared on his face.
So, he really prefers this kind of happy ending!
'The next problem is the people at the winery. But it's quite strange. Ai has been away from the winery for so long, but they are only now tracking down Hirota Masami's house?
Also, it's ridiculous that they haven't come to look for the disk even though it's been lost for so long.'
Just as he was thinking, the phone rang again in the house.
"This should be my chess friend! It's okay, don't worry about the phone. Just wait a moment, I'll find the thing for you first."
Having said that, Hirota Masaaki continued searching without even turning his head.
Conan and the other two didn't say anything, but after the call was hung up and transferred to the answering machine, the smile on his face froze slightly.
"Hello, this is Kurosawa Life Insurance..."
Although the voice was deliberately lowered, he was familiar with it. It wasn't vodka or gin, the source of the sound was...
"Isn't this the voice of our senior Touko? Why is he the one calling? Could it be that he was found out about his paid part-time job by Gin and was then forced to work as a soldier?"
Conan's smile faltered. He'd thought the caller was from one of the hardworking distilleries, but it turned out to be from the "emperor"? Or had he really gone to sell insurance at a company called Kurosawa Life Insurance?
If it was Gin calling, he was sure they were targeting Professor Hirota. But Tohru's call... he wasn't so sure. Maybe they were just working part-time?
Just when Conan was wondering why Toruko made this call, Ai beside him suddenly lowered her head in panic, reached out her hand, and grabbed his sleeve tightly.
"What's wrong? Are you okay!"
Looking at Ai's somewhat panicked expression, Conan was a little surprised. No, could it be that Ai's winery radar has evolved? Can she even tell who's on the other end of the phone through the phone?
Xiao Ai lowered her head, with a hint of nervousness in her voice:
"It's the organization calling. They've found Professor Hirota. Kurosawa Jin is a common name for gin, and this naming method is also commonly used for vodka. Although I've never heard this voice before, it must be someone from the organization on the other end of the phone!"
"Okay, now it's confirmed. Touko was definitely slacking off and was conscripted by Gin! Otherwise, why would he come up with a name like Kurosawa Life Insurance? There must be some personal grudge here."
Looking at the nervous Ai, Conan complained in his heart. Then, he reached out, touched Ai's head with a smile, and said softly:
"Don't worry, it's okay. I know the person on the other end of the phone. He diluted the water. So, don't worry."
"?"
After hearing Conan's words, Ai's expression instantly became a little confused. No, what the hell? If I remember correctly, she seems to be a member of the organization! But why does Conan know someone she doesn't even know? And, she's a fake person!
In her surprise, she even forgot that Conan still had his hand on her head.
Looking at the expression on Ai's face, Conan's mouth corners slightly raised. Well, as expected, Ai is the cutest!
......
"Found it! This is the item Ming Mei sent by mistake."
After a while, Professor Hirota finally found the disk that Ai had sent by mistake in a box, and handed it to Mingmei with a smile.
"Thank you, please."
Looking at Professor Hirota, Mingmei expressed her sincere gratitude:
"Oh, Miss Mingmei is having some problems right now. So, if anyone asks you about her and the disk, please tell them that it was the police who took it away."
"Huh? Mingmei..."
Upon hearing this, Professor Hirota showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly suppressed it:
"Okay, I understand. If anyone comes looking for me, I'll tell them the truth. Just consider it a thank you to the kid."
As he said this, he squatted down and touched Conan's head:
"Thank you for today, little friend! If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't know what Shirakura's past means to him."
"Haha, it's okay, it's just a piece of cake."
Conan smiled and shook his head. To be honest, if it weren't for Mingmei, and in order to avoid revealing their presence here, he would have taken the disk and left long ago.
"Anyway, thank you! If you want to study at Nanyang University in the future, you can always come and find me!"
Hirota Masahiro made his promise with a smile.
"If I need anything, I'll come and find you, Professor!"
Conan didn't say much, just nodded, then followed Mingmei out of Hirota's house.
"By the way, Conan, is it really okay to put the blame on the police?"
After leaving the room, Mingmei asked with some confusion.
Originally, they had discussed putting the blame on FBI. However, after hearing the phone call, Conan suddenly suggested that she put the blame on the public security. Is this really okay?
"Don't worry, Sister Mingmei."
Conan smiled and shook his head:
"After all, the things will really be in the hands of the police soon~"
"What do you mean?"
Before Mingmei understood, Xiaoai reacted instantly:
"The person on the other end of the phone just now is from the police?"
"more or less."
Conan had a hint of smile in his eyes:
"Sister Mingmei, please find a place to stop for a while. I'm going to call a friend."
(At this moment, Touko, who was being forced to work as a soldier by Gin and was muttering to himself, suddenly sneezed)
Soon, Conan found a telephone booth that was relatively remote and had no surveillance cameras around. After signaling Mingmei to park the car at a distance, he carefully walked to the phone and made a call.
"Hello, this is Amuro, who are you?"
Listening to Touko's familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Conan smiled maliciously:
"Hello, Mr. Amuro, long time no see. I didn't expect you to be drafted by that Gin guy. Um, I'm going to Professor Hirota's house. The purpose is the disk that Miyano Akemi sent to him earlier, right?"
"how do you know!"
Hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Touzi jumped up suddenly and looked around.
Why did he feel like he was being followed?
“I have my own unique channel.”
Conan smiled:
"Do you want to get that disk?"