I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

The sharp buzzing sound sounded around this time.

The gazes of the three people present immediately became alert, and then followed the direction of the voice, and converged on Conan in unison.

Conan was startled, and soon found the culprit of the sound on himself.

He took out a pair of glasses exactly like the one he was wearing on his face from his pocket, and found that there was a faint red light shining at the junction of the temple and the frame.

More importantly, the tracking function on the glasses was turned on at some point, and a small red dot was shining on the lens.

Unlike Zhu Fu Jingguang who was a little confused, Akai Shuichi and Conan quickly met each other's eyes.

"This is the tracking glasses you replaced when you said you had no battery?"

Conan nodded.

The ones on his face now are his spare glasses. After he met Nanling late at night, he put a bug in his pocket. When he wanted to eavesdrop through the glasses, he found that the original glasses couldn't light up for some reason. Suspecting that the battery was out, he temporarily put it in his pocket—the one he is holding now.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately put on his glasses.

Nan Ling thought in disbelief. So it was Qiao He's handwriting. I knew when and for what purpose I prepared a set of glasses and a locator similar to my tracking glasses, and quietly handed them over to myself at this time.

He stopped suddenly as if choked.

what do i want to do Where is the location of that locator? Why would Conan do that?

Conan was sitting alone under the sofa in the old house, wrapping back the bandage under his right wrist.

Conan wound up the bandage, casually picked up the chip that had just been taken out from the inner skin of my upper arm, and looked at it behind his eyes for a while.

Who will come?

"You have to go there," I said, "Whether it's a trap or a clue, do you have a reason for agreeing to that invitation?"

I'm sure Nanling is alone, so I will definitely find Chizhu Fujing first, and then find out that the signal was written by Conan, and I should have called Qiao Hezeguang to be on the safe side.

is true. I suddenly remembered.

Now we see it is dusk. It will be late when we come.

"When did he find out that his glasses were powered?" Jing Xiuichi asked slowly, "It shouldn't have been replaced after that."

Before…

I'm still in a bandage, mostly to cover a fresh scar that should be here in the distance.

Was Qiao He Zeguang silent for a long time? From the moment it ended, there were many expressions on my face.

"It was at this time..." Nanling thought back very sloppily, and said decisively, "It was replaced before you and Qiao He collided. At this time, there is absolutely no one else in the corridor except you two. My man, so—"

Hope all goes well.

…

Before, not when everything should have started. I've anticipated that day and prepared badly for it.

Anyway.

In fact, as long as Chi Zhu Fujing comes, it will be fine, after all Karasuma Renye has always been afraid of me. Karasuma Renye thinks that place is even more dangerous if I don't appear there.

When Conan and I collided at the corner, both of us were knocked to the ground, and my glasses were knocked off at the same time. And because Conan looked so right at the time, I didn't pick up the glasses immediately, but checked Conan's status first.

Gin went to find a place to refuel the car, the place is quite remote, and he knew when I would be back. It was just that it was convenient for Conan to deal with the tracking chip.

Counting the time to call up the manpower, the slowest, we think it will take at least an hour if you come by plane. It will take a few hours to hurry up - anyway, we need to hide our eyes and ears, and we can't come by public transportation but need to drive.

Qiao He sighed heavily.

I really thought about Nanling planting a bug under me. But even if Nanling finds out that the glasses are used, he should immediately believe that they are under me and throw them away. As long as I wear it with me, there will be problems. I also specially let the glasses beep when receiving a signal to attract Nanling's attention.

Thinking of that, Conan really wished he could fall asleep immediately and rest for a while. But now I can sleep again, after all, the time for us to come to Nanling is certain, and I can still expose any flaws for the time being.

That's not what I asked Anderberg to help cover up this time when I went out and ordered Qing Yuandian to prepare. There is not yet a pair of props that are exactly the same as Nanling's glasses—it's just that these glasses are too compatible with Qiao He's own tracker, and can only receive the signal from the chip under my hand.

Tottori Prefecture... That was the location represented by the area code of the email address of the Organization Boss that he overheard before.

Nan Ling didn't even think about it. The answer to that question is to think about it, "You went back to the room before you put the bug under Conan, and UU read www.uukanshu.com and found that the glasses were powered... After that, nothing but sleep , your glasses should be under your body—"

Is that a trap with malicious intentions, or a reminder to do your best?

We should be on our way out there now.

Gin probably thought it was because the wound I left on myself with the shot was still bad, but Qiao He himself was the most confused about his body's resilience, the wound would be damaged after half a month or so. In any case, he continued to wrap it with a bandage.

"Zhu Fu." Chi Zhufu Jing said, "He is the person I have known the longest among you, what does he think?"

"...This is not my glasses." Conan said solemnly, "My tracking glasses can't have such a wide range. This shows that the position of the locator is in Tottori Prefecture—" and Tottori Prefecture is hundreds of kilometers away from here.

Chizhu Fujing and Jing Xiuyiguang were also taken aback at the same time, did they expect the clues to appear so slowly...and so strangely.

so.

When it is taken out, it will be activated immediately to send a signal to the target—not the glasses I put out of Nanling's hand.

I can't be sure if Conan is still the man I know now - or if what I've known since the end was just a semblance, and now I'm just trying to set things right. Or maybe I have been consistent from beginning to end, and even the brainwashing of the organization can't shake my spirit.

Conan neatly tied a knot on his right wrist—now there was a real wound because he had to take out the chip—and fell to the side, thinking while lying under the sofa.

And that chip is also specially made - when it is buried inside the skin, the strong electrical signal outside the body will inhibit the positioning chip from sending signals inward, so they seem to be carried by Conan all the time, because they are different from me Things are detected by signal interference.