Conan’s Corpse Picker

Okiya Subaru was initially just worried that someone had secretly installed a bomb on his car.

Later, he scanned it as usual, but found no bomb, but found a transmitter.

After a little thought, Okiya Subaru quickly guessed who had installed this thing: First of all, excluding Usa, if that adult wanted to know his whereabouts, he only needed to casually say "report it every day".

Besides the organization, the most likely person to install such a thing on his car... is undoubtedly the unreliable FBI.

After a closer look, this style is indeed the one that Mr. Akai often uses. Okiya Subaru completely understands who this transmitter came from.

So after hesitating for a moment, he did not throw the thing away, but took it apart and put it in the armrest box.

——Now he is living a peaceful life of going from one place to another and using himself to fish out Akai Shuichi. Subaru Okiya always felt that it was not a bad thing to have a transmitter in the car - if he encountered a murder case, or if a brutal kidnapper took him and his car away, the FBI would find that his whereabouts had deviated, and they might come to rescue him.

Subaru Okiya: "..." But today we have to do the mission of Lord Usa, so we must not bring this kind of thing. Alas, it's a pity, I don't know if they will put it back next time.

While feeling sad about his missing life-saving artifact, Subaru Okiya sighed and resigned himself to becoming a driver tool man, driving Jiang Xia towards the distant Gunma Prefecture.

...

It was snowing heavily, and Dr. Agasa stepped on the accelerator and let his little beetle run all the way.

Finally, before midnight, they were lucky enough to find the villa owned by Itakura Taku.

"They actually built a villa in such a remote place." Dr. Agasa sighed as he looked at the white snow around him. "This guy doesn't look like a heart patient. Isn't he afraid of having a heart attack when he's alone?"

Conan's mind and eyes were full of information about the villa. Hearing this, he sighed casually: "So he's dead."

Dr. Agasa: "..." That makes sense.

He also sighed, then carefully hid the car in a corner, stepped on the snow and stepped onto the steps, and turned the door handle: "The door is locked."

Conan took out a key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it, and the door clicked open.

"!" Dr. Agasa was shocked, "Where did you get the key?"

Conan pointed to the steps casually: "It's hidden behind the stairs. Didn't the diary say - 'Today a friend who I haven't seen for 5 years called me using the landline in my villa'. The key to this villa must be hidden near the gate, so his old friend can enter the house without saying hello. This is also a habit that many people have."

Dr. Agasa remembered something: "So, my colleagues who bought several villas also have this problem - this is too unsafe."

Conan ran to the computer desk and searched carefully. After a moment, he took out a Conan looked at the disk and a check, and smiled contentedly: "It is because everyone knows that this villa is not safe that Taku Itakura deliberately put the important things here - this is called going against the grain. The Black Organization must not have thought that the things they valued so much were casually placed by Taku Itakura in such an unprotected place."

As he said, Conan turned on the computer on the table again: "The diary said that at midnight tonight, the Black Organization will send an email to Taku Itakura.

"After sending the email, the people in that organization found that Taku Itakura had no response, and they would definitely follow the recipient address and run to the villa to check.

"After they came, they would naturally find the software and check placed next to the computer - and at this time, according to Mr. Itakura's plan, he had already fled abroad.

"With the semi-finished software and the deposit previously paid to Taku Itakura, the Black Organization will not chase him all over the world. In this way, Mr. Itakura can make a break with the Black Organization without meeting.

"Of course, this is just his unilateral opinion. To me, a semi-finished software can't satisfy the appetite of that organization. And as an insider, even if Itakura Taku fled abroad, the organization would not let him go."

"Fortunately, they didn't target my invention..." Dr. Agasa was a little scared. Suddenly, he found something and said nervously, "Shinichi, it's almost midnight!"

"I know." Conan showed a nervous smile and stared at the mailbox on the screen. "I don't know what kind of surprise this email will bring me. If I can follow the clues and catch a few of their members, things will be great."

Suddenly, the time of 23:59:59 jumped to zero.

At the same time, the mailbox interface dinged and received a new email.

"Here it comes!" Happiness came on time and suddenly. Conan excitedly held the mouse and clicked on the email.

The next moment, a dark page popped up with "Password?" written on it, and a cold countdown below.

10, 9, 8...

Conan: "???"

...How can someone send an email that needs a password to open it? ! The sender on the other side is too cautious!

Dr. Agasa was also panicked: "Shinichi, why is it counting down?"

Conan: "..." How do I know! Damn it, stop it, stop it!

The fake elementary school student recalled various details in Itakura Taku's diary and tried to guess the password.

However, before he could enter it, ten seconds flashed in his confused eyes, and the progress bar quickly returned to zero.

The next moment, the black page that popped up disappeared, and the unopened email was shattered.

"The letter, the letter is gone..." Conan looked at this scene in disbelief. After a moment, he came back to his senses, grabbed the mouse, and reluctantly clicked back and forth between the inbox and the recycle bin, "No, still no... It seems that the other party's setting is that as long as the letter is not opened immediately, the email will be deleted."

After all, Dr. Agasa also understands the program. He soon realized something bad: "We failed to open the letter successfully. Will the other party receive feedback?"

"Yes." Conan felt heavy-hearted, "And they may have known that someone opened this email but failed to enter the password correctly."

"Huh? Wait." Dr. Agasa's heart began to tremble, "Then if they know there is someone here, won't they come here immediately?!"

It was as if the words came out, and the moment the voice fell, the landline next to him rang.

-The moment the letter was opened, the address and situation here were fed back to the contact person of the Black Organization. And the person on the other side obviously knew the residence of Itakura Taku very well, and immediately locked the villa.

Conan and Dr. Agasa looked at each other, turned their heads stiffly, and looked at the ringing phone with ghostly eyes, as if they heard the death ring.

It took too long for the phone to be answered, and it automatically transferred to the voicemail: "Hello, the owner is not at home now. If you have something to do, please leave a message after the beep."