Conan’s Corpse Picker

Conan tried hard to study Gin's psychology and career, but he got nothing.

"Forget it, anyway, since no one has come to the door yet, this matter is in the past." With a bit of uneasiness and anxiety, Conan temporarily revealed the terrible experience tonight.

He found an excuse to go into the study, intending to take out the diary disk of Itakura Taku and study it carefully to see if there was any other hidden information.

However, I reached behind the bookshelf and groped for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

"?" Conan looked at his empty hands, then lit the flashlight to shine on the back of the empty cabinet, and a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

After a while, he hurried back to the living room: "Doctor, did you take away that disk?"

Dr. A Li was startled: "No, didn't we go out together? What, the disk is missing?"

Conan nodded and looked at Haihara Ai again.

Haiyuan Ai spread his hands: "I have never seen any disks."

Conan thought about it and thought it was right. There was no need for Haihara Ai to take that kind of thing. But if that's the case, where did the diary go?

Suddenly, he remembered something: "Could it be Jiang Xia..."

"Put away those random thoughts of yours." Haiyuan Ai interrupted him dissatisfied, "Jiang Xia didn't even enter the door and was always in Mr. Okiya's car. You actually suspected him of stealing your things?"

"Huh?" When Conan heard this, he suddenly had a new suspicion, "Could it be Subaru Okiya..."

Haibara Ai: "..." Jiang Xia was in the car, and of course Okiya Subaru, who was driving, was also there. This guy Kudo was really unreasonable when he doubted people.

"That's right." There was no rush to investigate Okiya Subaru for the time being, because it was useless to rush, so Conan quickly remembered another gain.

"I remember when I was at the station, Vodka once said, 'Is Taku Itakura crazy? This is completely different from the character written in the file. What on earth is that loser Tequila writing nonsense?'"

Conan asked Haihara Ai: "Have you heard of the code name Tequila?"

Hui Yuan Ai glanced at him and shook his head.

Conan sighed: "It's a pity that this person was bombed to death at the Mantiantian press conference. Otherwise, if we find him, we might be able to find out more information about the software."

Hui Yuan Ai was silent for a moment: "You just walked on the verge of death, and now you want to investigate the organization again?"

Conan clenched his fists: "I will be more careful this time!"

Hui Yuan Ai: "..."

Forget it, it’s hopeless.

She shook her head and sighed, turned around and left, planning to find an opportunity to sneak to the next door, just like Conan and Dr. Ali gathered together to discuss it, and talk to Jiang Xia - although she didn't see the disk with her own eyes, she But he overheard the contents and knew that the disk contained some secrets of the organization.

If it suddenly disappeared because it was really dealt with by Jiang Xia, that would actually be a good thing.

…

The chaotic night finally passed, and all parties have their respective destinations.

As the sky grew brighter, a piece of news that had been forcibly covered up by the hotel was eventually unearthed by experienced Tokyo reporters and published in all aspects of the newspaper.

"Yesterday evening, a male corpse was discovered in the Rice Flower Hotel. The deceased was a well-known CG designer, and he was 45 years old. According to police investigation..."

One of the organization's strongholds.

While listening to the news, Gin slid the mouse and looked at the files on the screen.

——This was copied from the disk Uzo gave him. A cursory scan can reveal that the text inside is the diary written by Taku Itakura over the past five years.

The screen is filled with trivial chatter and complaints about work and clients. Gin frowned and looked at this, instinctively wanting to quit, but remembering Jiang Xia's previous words, he still endured and took a few more glances.

Without wasting time, Gin directly dragged the progress bar to two years ago - this was the first time the organization came into contact with Taku Itakura.

After sliding two pages, Gin suddenly realized the problem.

He remembered the neat format at the beginning of the diary, and looked at the jagged pages that made people frown, and vaguely understood something.

Soon, as the mouse dragged, a line of white fonts was deselected. Against the blue background, the hidden diary appeared in front of Gin.

"That loser Tequila goes to Itakura Taku's house every day and writes a decent threat report, but he didn't find something as important as the diary."

Ginjiu thought of Tequila's "accidental death" and Jiang Xia, who solved the case and avenged him after his death, and snorted coldly: "The death was not unjust."

But when he thought about it, he realized that what happened today might have been foreshadowed when Tequila died.

If he remembered correctly, it was precisely because of Tequila's death that he had the idea of ​​making Jiang Xia a formal member.

Thinking of this incident, and then recalling the dead Tequila, this stupid Kansai man seemed to become more pleasing to the eye: Tequila used his own death to provide Jiang Xia with a stage to showcase himself and get promoted. But now, Jiang Xia, who has become Wu Zuo, reciprocates the favor and helps Tequila clear up the troubles caused by work.

By expelling the old and incorporating the new, the organization is indeed flourishing in a better direction.

While thinking in a good mood, Gin continued to read down.

As he watched, a "queen-like mysterious woman" and a long list of English words she spoke jumped into view.

Gin: "..."

There was no need to guess who the "queen" in the diary was who was leaking secrets everywhere. He already had the answer in his heart.

"Vermouth, this woman, still talks so much nonsense." He sneered and decided to send the report of Tequila's death and his miserable end without a complete body to Vermouth, so that she could reflect on it:

"Fortunately, this guy was talking in a mysterious way. Not only did Itakura Taku not understand, but other people who saw the diary would not understand it either."

After patiently turning the diary to the end and confirming that not too much fatal information was exposed, Gin closed the interface with satisfaction.

He sent the file to the organization's programmers - the software left by Itakura Taku was a semi-finished product and could not be used at all. As a genius programmer, most of his life was accompanied by code. In this diary, Itakura Taku also left some ideas about the software.

I hope this disk will allow the organization's programmers to develop the software as soon as possible.

After reading the diary, asking the jewel thief about the whereabouts of the stolen goods, and making the robber who knew too much shut up completely, Gin was about to check the watch, but when he looked up, he found that it was already dawn.

"..."

Forget it, since the night is over, let's start a new day of work. I'll talk about catching up on sleep later.

A member of the organization stood up and stepped back into his busy schedule.