Conan: Another Famous Detective

"Hey, who... huh? What do you want from me?" Sawaki put the phone to his ear and asked doubtfully.

"Oh? It's ten o'clock in the morning...Okay, I understand. By the way, will your people be able to help me leave then? The price is negotiable...Okay, as long as your people show up, I will first give you one million I’ll give you the check, and if you succeed in escaping, I’ll give you another two million!”

"Okay, happy to work with you."

Sawaki Fair hung up the phone.

He glanced at the handbag on the ground, leaned over and unzipped it, and took out the crossbow and a crossbow arrow from the handbag.

Then, he used his hands and feet to string the crossbow.

He held his crossbow and pointed the arrow at the wall of the room.

Hanomiya saw Sawaki's actions through the gap in the closet door, and was instantly shocked:

"What the hell? He wants to try it out in the room? This is my own home!"

Facts have proved that although this is a single-family villa, even if there is any movement, it will not attract the attention of the neighbors, but Sawaki still cherishes his own house.

He just stood for a while maintaining his aiming position, then carefully unloaded the crossbow and put it into his handbag along with the crossbow.

"Eh? This guy just strikes a pose and is done? He seems to be an expert in using crossbows!" Akira Yumiya thought to himself.

After putting away the crossbow, Sawaki took his cell phone and left the bedroom.

Darkness returned to the bedroom.

"Hurry up and find a way out..."

Yu Gongming rolled his eyes, already having a calculation in his mind.

…………

Zekihei returned to the living room and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

In the past, he liked to read and drink red wine at this time.

It's a pity that now he has lost his sense of taste, and even the richest red wine is tasteless to him.

So instead of drinking red wine to remind him that he has lost his sense of taste, he now prefers plain water.

After drinking half a glass of boiled water, he went to the study and took out a quite thick book.

This is a book about the development history and cultural evolution of red wine that he likes very much. Even though he has read it many times, he still never gets tired of it.

He hugged the book and sat on the soft sofa in the living room. He spread the book on his knees and read it carefully word by word.

Silence fell in the living room

The quiet environment allowed Sawaki to quickly immerse himself in the world of the book.

Until a certain moment.

boom!

A huge muffled sound suddenly reached his ears.

Zemu Fair suddenly raised his head!

If he heard correctly, that sound came from downstairs, from the door of his home!

Zekihei frowned, carefully put the book aside, stood up, and walked downstairs.

When he came downstairs, he turned on the light in the living room and wanted to open the door directly to see what was going on.

But he didn't know whether it was because he had something hidden in his heart or because he was more defensive, so he turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with a machete for chopping ribs.

With the weapon in his hand, Sawaki felt confident and strode towards the door.

He quickly opened the door and stepped aside.

Except for a cool breeze blowing through the door, nothing happened.

Sawaki Fair breathed a sigh of relief and stood back in the middle of the door.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a deflated football falling in the yard not far from the door.

"Mr. Sawaki!" A person suddenly called Sawaki fair.

Zekihei looked up and saw that it was a neighbor who lived nearby.

"It's Mr. Koda, do you know what happened just now?" Sawaki greeted him fairly.

"Well, maybe you should be clear. A football flew out of nowhere and hit your door. It made quite a noise!"

"When I ran over to take a look, I didn't find anyone. It was probably a prank by some kid. These kiddos are neither serious nor serious. A few days ago, the window of Mrs. Suijima's house was smashed by a kid playing football with a football. !”

Hearing this, Sawaki Koira relaxed a little. He checked the door and the combination lock. After finding that they were not damaged, he finally felt relieved.

He looked at Miyata and said sincerely: "I understand. Thank you Mr. Miyata for telling me this. If there is nothing else, I will go upstairs."

"It's okay, it's okay." Gongtian waved his hand: "I'm going back too, see you tomorrow." After that, he left.

Upon seeing this, Sawaki picked up the deflated football and threw it into the corner of the yard, planning to throw it away with other garbage tomorrow.

Then, he closed the door again, locked it, and put the chop chopper back into the kitchen.

After doing all this, he did not stop on the first floor. He quickly returned to the living room on the second floor and immersed himself in the world of the book again.

After he went upstairs, the door of the bathroom on the first floor slowly opened, and the figure of Yu Gongming flashed out.

"Phew, we're finally down, hurry up and leave."

With a murmur in his heart, Yu Gongming quietly came to the door.

"There is no one around now. In ten seconds, the surveillance will resume the picture loop." Mengyu's voice sounded.

Yu Gongming understood, and after tens of seconds of silence, he slowly and silently opened the door and walked out.

"Conan will set off a firework in five seconds. You should set the time." Meng Yu said.

Yu Gongming waited silently.

Phew~

boom!

A burst of fireworks suddenly sounded.

Yu Gongming also closed the door at the same time.

He glanced across the yard and saw the football in the corner of the yard.

After recovering the football, he turned to the back of the villa and climbed over the fence.

Without stopping any longer, he quickly left the villa area.

Soon, he joined Xiaolan and Conan.

"Here, your football." Akira Hanamiya threw the deflated football to Conan.

"Thanks, although this ball is basically useless." Conan caught the football and shrugged.

"You...do you usually cooperate like this when investigating cases?" Xiaolan looked at Yu Gongming and Conan with a very complicated expression.

Xiaolan could clearly hear each of Meng Yu's instructions through Conan's cell phone equipped with a bug.

She can also guess the general trajectory of Yu Gongming's movements.

It took less than half an hour from the time Hamamiya Akira entered Sawaki's home to the time he met him.

However, in this half hour, Yu Gongming not only successfully sneaked into a villa with high security measures, but even directly entered the owner's bedroom.

While Sawaki was active in the living room and bedroom, he just led Sawaki down to the first floor through a series of operations, and finally closed the door with the help of a firework. The whole operation was quite noisy, but I'm afraid that Ze Mu Pingping will never know that his home has been broken into.

"There is nothing surprising. With Meng Yu, a computer expert, and me, a professional detective, it is expected to achieve such results." Yu Gongming said with a smile.

Xiaolan was silent for a while and sighed:

"It's really... amazing!"