Conan: The Mechanic

"Not good..." On the way out of school, Qian Yu put his hand flat, and after finding a hint of coolness on his hand, he frowned. "It's raining..."

"Didn't you bring an umbrella, Qianyu?" Mitsuhiko pointed to the seamless umbrella in Qianyu's schoolbag.

"Of course I don't have to worry, but what should you do?" Qianyu said speechlessly.

"Go to the office to hide from the rain first!" Conan suggested. "I'm afraid it's going to rain a lot soon!"

. . .

"It's dangerous..." Just as Yuan Tai hid in the stairs of the Maori Detective Agency, the rain outside suddenly picked up, scaring everyone to lingering fears.

Conan led everyone into the office.

"Aren't everyone here?" Qianyu asked curiously. There was neither the loud voice of Uncle Maori in the office, nor the sound of cooking that Maurilan should have at this point in time.

"Uncle is going to spend the night at the client's house today because of the entrustment." Conan said helplessly. "And Sister Xiaolan is going to guide newcomers in the karate club today, and she won't be able to come back for the time being."

"Bell - bell -" At this moment, the phone on Uncle Maori's desk rang.

"Do you take it?" Qianyu looked at Conan.

"I guess it's the business of looking for the uncle..." Conan shrugged. "Don't take it, let the client leave a message directly."

"Hmm..." Qianyu nodded. But Yuan Tai suddenly picked up the phone.

"Hello!" Conan was trying to stop him, but found that the client on the phone had already started the commission. "Hello, Detective Maori, I'm Aki Asano, the host of Nippon TV. I would like to ask for your help with some of the problems I've encountered. I hope you can come and help me. At 6:30 pm, I'm here. Nippon TV station is waiting for your visit."

"This is terrible..." Conan scratched his head. "If you pick up the phone at this time, you can't keep the message... Uncle has never fixed this problem..."

"..." Everyone looked helplessly at Yuan Tai who was smiling.

"No way," Mitsuhiko sighed. "We can only go to Nippon TV Station once."

……

"You guys..." Asano Aki looked at the five little guys in surprise. "From a Maori detective?"

"Yes!" Mitsuhiko said proudly. "We are the Boy Detective Corps!"

"Ahaha..." Asano Aki replied embarrassedly. "Actually, I just wanted to invite Maori detectives to join our show. There's nothing wrong..."

"..." Chiba rolled her eyes—no matter whether Asano Aki himself planned to ask Maori detective to investigate the matter, seeing five children coming to the appointment, he would definitely perfunctory.

"What's the matter, are you in charge of receiving children today?" A slightly puzzled voice came, and I saw a middle-aged working woman walking over.

"Tsukumo-senpai?" Asano Aki quickly respectfully asked.

"Tsukumo?" Chiyu raised her eyebrows. "This surname sounds familiar... By the way, it seems to be Fumi's surname!" (99 Yuankang's pronunciation of 99 is not the pronunciation of the number 99, but つくも, which is tsukumo, and Tsukumo is also pronounced this way. )

"Does this sister have anything to do with Mr. Ninety-Nine Yuankang?" Qian Yu whispered to Conan.

"The last names are different," Conan replied. "It's just the same pronunciation."

"Ding ding—" A sound suddenly came from Conan's body, and Qianyu quickly took out a copy machine from her body. "Sure enough, it's the office's phone number... It's probably Sister Xiaolan looking for me..."

"That," Asano Aki thought for a while and asked. "Can you give me the number of your copy machine? That way, I can contact you anytime."

Conan immediately handed over the copy machine to Asano Aki, and she immediately started recording the number with her mobile phone. "By the way, you are an early pager that can only display numbers. I really miss it... We used to use this kind of copy machine a lot in the past. Although we can only print numbers, we can use these numbers to piece together the meaning of the text. ~”

As he was talking, the phone in Asano Aki's hand suddenly rang.

"Yes, I'm Asano Aki... Huh?" Asano Aki's expression suddenly became a little surprised. "Okay, I'll come right away!"

"I'm sorry, little brothers." After the phone call, Aki Asano squatted in front of several people, apologizing. "My sister is in a hurry and may have to leave. How about you go home first?"

"Huh?" Although the group was reluctant, they could only go home.

7:10pm

When Qianyu was listening to the news while carving a small part, the phone came, it was Conan.

"Qianyu, what are you doing now?" Conan's voice was urgent. "Can you go out?"

"Yes," Chiyu replied. "What's wrong?"

"Miss Asano Aki is tied up!" Conan said eagerly.

"what?"

"You didn't call the police?" Qian Yu asked. "The police must be more professional than us!"

"The existing materials are not enough... There is no point in calling the police." Conan replied. "We only know who the murderer is now, but we don't know where she helped Miss Asano Aki~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you know the murderer?" Qianyu was speechless.

"The reminder you gave me." Conan said. "Miss Aki's mobile phone seems to be secretly hidden by her, she sent me a message, and it contains 9109, that is, nine, ten, nine, Tsukumo."

"Tsukumo kidnapped Aki Asano?" Chiba frowned. "Wait a minute... I remember today's evening news like-"

"That's right," Conan nodded. "Today's evening news is broadcast by Miss Tsukushige."

"Following the flow chart I saw on the wall of the TV station," Chiba recalled. "Ms. Tsukumo should have entered the studio at 5:20 to prepare for recording. And Ms. Asano Aki received the call at 5:05... That is to say, Ms. Tsukuge has only 15 minutes to kidnap Ms. Asano Aki , and take it to a safe place."

"Fifteen minutes..." Conan thought. "The weather near the weather station was a torrential rain, and there was a car accident, so the motor vehicle could hardly move. If there is a tram, she can't take the tram with Miss Aki behind her back, otherwise she will turn herself in. If she walks, she will get wet all over, it must be quite Conspicuous...I get it!"

"What do you understand—" Qian Yu was about to ask Conan what he understood, but found that Conan actually hung up his phone!

"Damn it..." Qianyu pouted. "But then again, Tsukumo...you really can't tell the difference between this surname and Ninety-Nine if you just pronounce the pronunciation..."

Wait a minute, if I remember correctly. . .

Toya-Tetsuko. . . Toya-tago. . .

Chiyu looked at the parts in front of her and was dazed.

Should I say, the world is so big that there are no wonders?