Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Yuya had slowed down his speech as quickly as possible, but Conan still had a little time to write. Fortunately, the two grew up together and had a perfect understanding. Conan only needed to write the keywords, and Yuya could do the rest freely.

"If you can't wait until I'm discharged from the hospital, you only have time today before I'm hospitalized."

"But that place, many workers will go in after working hours, which is also inconvenient for you, right?"

Yuya's superb acting skills, coupled with reasonable reasons, Vodka had no doubts at all.

"In that case, then at four o'clock in the morning, you bring the software to the place I said."

"I see, that's the time. However, you must not send anyone to monitor me. If I find that there are other people, the transaction will be cancelled immediately. Even if you grab this software, you won't know how to use it." Yuya glanced at the notebook and pretended to be nervous.

Vodka snorted coldly: "I didn't expect your paranoia to be as serious as they said. I see, I will be alone at that time, don't worry."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Miyano Shiho anxiously grabbed Yuya's hand: "You are not really going to meet Vodka, are you? It's too dangerous!"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Have you forgotten..." Yuya gave Miyano Shiho a look that said you know.

Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment and understood something.

Yes, this person can save himself from the organization. Vodka is probably not in his eyes, right?

"What are you talking about?" Conan was full of questions. What are these two people talking about? Is there something he doesn't know?

"Nothing," Yuya shook his head, "Let's clean up the traces here first, and then rush to Tokyo."

Conan nodded, looked at the door handle and hesitated.

Yuya said indifferently: "It's okay. It's normal for one or two thieves to appear in this villa where few people come?"

Conan: ···It seems to make sense.

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On the way back to Tokyo, Yuya was responsible for driving, and Miyano Shiho was checking the software on the computer.

"How is it?" Yuya looked in the rearview mirror.

"I can't see it. The software is encrypted." Miyano Shiho raised her head and answered, "The encryption algorithm is not very complicated, but with the performance of the laptop, there is no way to crack it in a short time. Even if you try to get in from the side, it will be too late... If it is a computer in the laboratory, there will be no problem."

Miyano Shiho tapped the keyboard a few more times, and finally gave up and threw the computer aside: "Moreover, the software has also been anti-theft processed. Under the current conditions, I can't even make a copy."

Yuya frowned slightly. Although he was prepared and brought a laptop in advance, he didn't expect that the current laptop would not have enough performance.

Cracking encryption also requires corresponding software. Itakura Taku's computer does not have it, and there is no time to slowly crack it there.

"Is there really no way?" Conan took the computer unwillingly and operated it.

He gave up after a while. He was much worse than Miyano Shiho in computer skills.

"In this case, there is no reason for the police to intervene!" Yuya glanced at the rearview mirror, and Conan's expression was a little lost.

Conan nodded and said helplessly: "That's right, and there is no way to use other reasons to let the police ambush. I don't know how many people they will send. If there are fewer police, it will kill them.

"Indeed..."

After confirming that the software could not be cracked, Yuya exchanged positions with Miyano Shiho to avoid encountering routine police inspections in Tokyo. Yuya, who was driving without a license, might also be taken for questioning.

Of course, with Yuya's connections, there is no need to worry about such things, but it will delay their actions.

For a while, the three people in the car did not speak.

Miyano Shiho looked up at the rearview mirror and found that Yuya kept sending messages on his mobile phone. He couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Is he planning something?

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On the other side

Vodka drove the car towards Xianqiao Station.

"Ah, yes, we moved up the time of the transaction to four o'clock in the morning today. "Vodka held the steering wheel with one hand and the phone with the other hand, "The location has not changed, it is still locker No. 32 at Xianqiao Station. I am on my way and will be there at about 4 o'clock. Just tell Big Brother like this."

Vodka was silent for a while, as if he was listening to the person on the other side. After a while, he said, "Of course, when you two are ready, bring the guys over. Maybe the guy will be scared and ask the police for courage. I was planning to send him off after the transaction was completed."

"Ah, you can just keep watch outside."Look, watch out for any suspicious people like the police. I can take care of that kind of guy by myself."

"That's it."

Vodka hung up the phone, looked at the snowflakes slowly falling under the headlights, and showed a cruel smile.

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On the other side

Akai Shuichi, as usual, sat in the car and monitored the movements around the Mori Office.

Just when he couldn't help yawning and wanted to open the last can of coffee, his eyes fixed and looked at a hidden corner.

In that corner, there were two men in black clothes.

The two men stood at the corner stealthily, looked at the Mori Office for a few times, then said a few words, and returned to the alley. After a while, a black car They drove out and left at a normal speed.

The two people were sneaky and looked like bad people.

Shuichi Akai narrowed his eyes, took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words, then started the Chevrolet and followed.

After a while, another white car stopped at the place where Shuichi Akai was just now.

Shuichi Akai drove the car and followed the black car from a distance.

In the black car, the man in black driving the car looked at the rearview mirror and noticed the Chevrolet following behind.

He turned to his companion and said, "Report to President Ida that the fish has been hooked and is heading towards the destination."

The man in the co-pilot seat nodded, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

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Yuya felt the vibration of his mobile phone, opened it and read the message, and his mouth curled up slightly.

He turned to look at Conan: "How about it, have you figured out what to do? "

Conan raised his head with a serious expression: "Well, there is definitely no way to catch Vodka directly this time, but we can find a way to get his fingerprints or saliva..."