Conan: Another Famous Detective

"Hello! I'm Baima." Director Baima tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Director Baima, long time no see." A strong and deep voice came from the other side.

Director Baima immediately recognized that this was the "exploder" who had spoken to him on the phone during the previous two operations against the black organization.

Taking a gentle breath, Director Baima said calmly: "It's true that I haven't contacted him for a long time. I wonder what advice you can give me when you call me this time?"

"Haha! Director, your voice sounds a little tired. What's wrong? Are you having a headache about what happened last night?" the rich male voice asked with a smile.

"Is what happened last night really related to you?" When Director Baima said this, there was not much surprise in his tone or look.

The moment he heard this familiar voice, he already had a premonition.

"Yes, the scene there should scare your men, right?" The rich male voice admitted Director Baima's guess very frankly.

Director Baima's eyes instantly became stern: "Do you have a share of the corpses there?"

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and then asked: "Are the organization members who were knocked unconscious in the room on the 40th floor also dead?"

"Huh?" A glint flashed in Director Baima's eyes, and he asked again: "Didn't you do it?"

"Haha..." The other person chuckled again, and asked quietly:

"Director, I think the police have also arrested some people, right? At least the organization members on the second floor and the black cherry blossoms we specially left for you on the 60th floor are now in your hands, right?"

"Yes." Director Baima did not deny it.

"So since we have subdued and tied up those people on the 40th floor, why do we still want to kill them?"

Hearing this, Director Baima frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows again after two seconds, and said, "You just knocked those people out, tied them up, and notified us?"

"Yes, but it seems that you guys are still a little slow... Oh, of course, the speed at which Gin was able to deal with those black cherry blossoms was a bit beyond our expectations."

"Huh? Gin was also involved in last night's action?" Director Baima's eyebrows twitched.

"Yes, to put it simply, what happened last night was that Black Sakura targeted a programmer who had mastered a lot of information about the organization, and Gin used this programmer as bait to plot against Black Sakura."

"Then they broke out into a fight. I think you, Director, have a rough idea of ​​what happened."

"What about the programmer?" Director Baima asked.

"Well, we contacted the programmer in advance and made a small deal with him. He is now very safe and has shared some interesting information with us." The rich male voice laughed.

"Oh? Information?" Director Baima became interested.

"Yeah, that's exactly why I made this call."

"Do you want to disclose that information to the police?" Director Baima raised his eyebrows.

"if not?"

Director Baima suddenly felt happy.

After two cooperations, he still had a good idea of ​​the other party's ability and credibility. Since they called him specifically, the information they provided must be of sufficient value.

If he can get this information, then he can strike another blow at the black organization!

After calming down a little, Director Baima said:

"How are you going to give that information?"

Since it is information about an organization, it cannot be dictated directly over the phone. There must be a carrier.

"This... we have prepared the information. Send someone you trust enough to warehouse No. 6 in the Shinagawa storage area. There is a safe in the innermost corner. The password is... the information you want is inside."

"Director, please act as soon as possible. This information is timely!"

"I understand, I will send someone there immediately." Director Baima responded.

"Okay, director, please continue your work. See you next time!"

"Wait..." Before Director Baima could finish speaking, there was only a busy tone on the other side.

Director Baima put down his phone and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

He just wanted to ask the other party what he thought of Yasuda Emi and the guest who was replaced!

But the other party didn't seem to want to continue communicating with him.

Reluctantly taking back his phone, Director Baima couldn't help but muttered: "He is always so mysterious. He obviously does not act like a treacherous person, but he is so afraid of our police."

"I am short of such capable people right now... It would be great if I could recruit them into the Metropolitan Police..."

With this thought in his mind, Officer Baima couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Now I don’t even know who the other party is, let alone recruit them.

Taking a gentle breath, the helplessness on Director Baima's face instantly turned into seriousness.

He reached out and picked up the phone receiver on his desk.

…………

Yu Gongming returned home.

Meng Yu was preparing dinner when she heard the sound of the door opening and poked her head out of the kitchen, smiling: "Yo? Are you back? Is everything going well?"

"Well, the client has already taken away the things." Yu Gongming replied.

After the two exchanged glances, Meng Yu said with a smile:

"That's good, okay, you must be hungry after running outside all afternoon, right? Wait a minute, dinner will be ready soon!"

"Yeah! I can already smell the fragrance!" Yu Gongming sniffed gently, narrowed his eyes as if enjoying some enjoyment, and sat down at the dining table very consciously.

Meng Yu, who was busy in the kitchen, glanced back and said calmly: "Wash your hands before eating."

"Uh...yes!" Yu Gongming stood up slightly embarrassed, left the dining table and walked towards the sink.

After a while, the two sat at the dining table and began to enjoy dinner.

"After this commission is completed, you should be able to make a lot of money, right?" Meng Yu asked meaningfully.

"It's hard to say now. Sometimes if the client is too unreliable, I may not be able to get much." Yu Gongming shook his head slightly.

"This can only be done according to fate." Meng Yu sighed.

Because of Belmod's relationship, they could only use this roundabout way when discussing relevant organizations.

They have to be careful what they say at home. Although the two of them are somewhat uncomfortable, since they have chosen to face the organization, this level of sacrifice is not unacceptable to them.

"Haha, anyway, I have completed the commission. What the client does next is really not my responsibility as a detective." Yu Gongming said with a smile.

Then, he dropped the topic and started chatting with Mengyu.

For example, they just bought a new mobile phone today.

This phone is advertised as having a 15-day long standby time, a 6-megapixel camera, the ability to listen to music, and dual-SIM dual standby...

Such slogans can't help but remind Yu Gongming of the advertisements he saw on TV before...

However, neither Yu Gongming nor Meng Yu are too interested in these. For them who have experienced the baptism of smartphones, as long as their mobile phones can surf the Internet, they can make calls and take photos.

Therefore, they chose a mobile phone with relatively good camera effects, and of course, the price is not very expensive.

Anyway, according to Conan's chaotic timeline, who knows when the smartphone will be rescued, Akira Hamiya will not spend too much money on this kind of [antique mobile phone].

While the two were chatting, the dinner ended.