Conan: Another Famous Detective

Time flies, and another day passes.

Six o'clock in the evening.

In the suburbs of Tottori Prefecture, outside a factory named [Ota Pharmaceutical Factory], a truck slowly stopped at the entrance of the factory.

"This is an important factory. No idlers are allowed in!" The guard walked out of the small cubicle next to the gate and shouted loudly.

"I delivered the goods to [Workshop No. 2] as agreed!" The driver stuck his head out and responded, while handing over a list in his hand. "This is the order form."

The guard ran over, took the order form and looked at it.

After a moment, he handed the order back to the driver and said calmly: "Since you are here to deliver goods, you should understand the rules, right?"

"Understood." The driver nodded, then opened the door and got out of the car, opened the rear compartment door, and stepped aside to reveal the goods inside.

Boxes of various sizes were placed in the carriage in an orderly manner. The boxes were dusty and without any markings.

The guard skillfully took out a small flashlight and glanced at the boxes.

Under the illumination of purple light, a faint crow mark appeared on the originally gray box.

After the guard saw the crow mark, his serious expression softened slightly.

The flashlight in his hand looks like an ordinary ultraviolet lamp. In fact, the spectrum has been fine-tuned to make it appear when it shines on a special invisible paint.

The boxes marked with crows were specially agreed with the other party when they ordered the goods, and they must use such boxes for transportation.

Therefore, the appearance of the crow mark shows that the goods indeed come from their designated supplier.

After checking this point, it was very likely that it was safe. However, the superiors issued a death order and all the procedures that needed to be carried out were required. Therefore, the guard regained his energy and got into the cargo compartment to check the situation inside.

Although the cargo compartment was filled with boxes, there was also room for people to move.

The guard explored all the way inside, checking the situation inside.

What he was checking was not the specific goods, but to confirm whether there were other people hiding in the carriage. As for the goods, other people would be responsible for them after entering the factory.

His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, all the way to the innermost side.

Until now, he has not found anything unusual. The boxes are placed very densely, and a single box cannot accommodate one person.

Everything is fine and can be released.

With this thought in mind, the doorman turned around and prepared to exit the carriage.

Looking towards the entrance, the guard's gaze paused slightly.

He glanced down at his location, then raised his head to measure the distance, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"It's strange. From the outside, the carriage shouldn't be that short...could it be!?"

A certain guess flashed through his mind, and the guard's eyes suddenly froze and he turned around.

puff!

A soft sound sounded as the guard turned his head.

It was the sound of skin being pierced.

The guard felt a sting on his cheek. He wiped his face and looked down. His hands were already stained with a little blood.

"Not good!" He knew something was wrong, so he turned around and rushed out of the carriage, trying to open his mouth and shout to alert his companions in the factory.

However, his body was unable to execute the commands from his brain.

The guard's vision blurred for a while, and his body quickly became limp and weak. He gradually lost support and fell down like mud.

At the end of his consciousness, he could only feel a pair of hands holding his body, and then he fell completely into chaos.

In the carriage, a man appeared at some point. The gap on the inside slowly closed, revealing the reason for the man's appearance.

It was obvious that this was a cargo compartment that had been tampered with. There was a space just big enough to hide an adult in the innermost part of the cargo compartment.

Several small holes were specially left on the wall of the compartment that formed the mezzanine for firing poisonous needles, which is where the bloodstains on the guard's face came from.

The man took off the doorman's clothes and put them on himself, then stuffed them into the mezzanine of the cargo compartment and sealed the mezzanine again.

The first step was successfully completed!

The man touched his face and adjusted his expression.

This is a face that is no different from that of the guard. It is a simulated mask specially made by their top disguise artist.

Through internal intelligence, they knew the duty hours and personnel of the pharmaceutical factory gatekeepers.

There are three doormen in total, working in three shifts 24 hours a day, and the one who was knocked unconscious just now is the doorman in charge from 16:00 pm to 0:00 am.

What's even better is that this person has a withdrawn personality and has few acquaintances in the factory. Almost no one will come to him during his shift - which also means that it is not too difficult to disguise this person.

He was specially selected by Black Sakura as a disguise candidate. His figure was almost the same as that of the doorman, coupled with a carefully designed mask and some basic falsetto skills.

As long as you don't specifically talk to him, it's hard to see through his disguise.

As for this, his companions lurking in the factory area will also try to deal with him and prevent others from disturbing him.

The only thing he needs to be wary of is the cameras scattered around the wall - some of them can take pictures of the guard room and observe some of the actions of the people inside.

But there's no need to worry too much. As long as he doesn't do anything too unusual, there won't be any problems.

To put it bluntly, after all, this is just the factory gate, which can be regarded as the first line of defense. Even if we pay attention to it, it is impossible to monitor it closely and meticulously.

Constantly building himself up in his mind, the man's expression gradually returned to normal and his eyes became calm.

He took one last look in the mirror and made sure there was nothing wrong before stepping out of the cargo compartment.

He came to the driver's seat, made brief eye contact with the driver, then returned to the guard room and opened the factory door.

The truck started and slowly drove into the factory area.

The factory gate was closed again, and the driver, under the guidance of another person, stopped in front of the factory canteen.

The cargo does include some food and water, but that's not all.

However, all goods must be unloaded in the canteen. After unloading, the trucks are no longer allowed to stay and must leave the factory area immediately.

As soon as the car stopped, several men in work clothes who had been waiting at the entrance of the canteen came over.

After the driver briefly exchanged a few words with them, he came to the back of the truck, opened the cargo compartment door, and signaled them to move the goods.

Several staff members immediately took action and moved the goods into the canteen one by one.

Within about ten minutes, the originally full carriage had become very empty.

Two staff members entered the carriage again, preparing to move the final cargo out of the carriage.

One of them leaned over and was about to pick up the two boxes when he suddenly felt a slight pain.

He subconsciously touched the back of his neck, and then felt a strong wave of dizziness coming over him.

After a few seconds, he lost all consciousness.