Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Ministry of Public Security.

A tough-looking office worker packed up his things, greeted his colleagues, and prepared to leave work with his handbag.

His face is full of relief——

This man's name is Hirano Hiroshiro, a public security clerk and an informant of the secret organization 'Zero'.

At the same time, he was also an undercover agent sent by the organization.

Recently, his workload has inexplicably dropped a lot.

At first, he was worried that his undercover identity had been exposed, and he was terrified for a long time; later, after his research, he discovered that the decline in workload was not just him, but almost the entire office. Everyone is the same.

I heard that there is a new policy of 'burden reduction order' introduced by the Personnel Department...

After a short period of time, he found that his work was normal except for a little less work, and he was completely relieved later, and lived a leisure life of joking around during working hours.

Especially after the two important members of the public security undercover organization disappeared, the level of leisure of Xizhilang Pingyuan skyrocketed.

……Da da da……

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the tiles was exceptionally crisp, and the corridor seemed strangely empty and lonely.

However, Xizhilang Pingyuan didn't feel any problem - this situation has been like this since the implementation of the "burden reduction order". Whether it's eating or in the office, it's really normal for the corridor to be empty.

But before he walked out of the floor and entered the elevator, the mobile phone he carried with him began to make noise.

Pingyuan Xizhilang paused, and took out his mobile phone tremblingly - he checked the call, well, it was his superior leader...

It seems that the unlucky guy who was drawn to work overtime tonight is probably him.

"Pingyuan... Tose has something to do at home today, so I can't come to the night shift, so I'll trouble you to work overtime today."

"Ah, good leadership, no problem leadership."

Today, his leader doesn't talk very much. In the past, he would say a few nice and polite words to praise his work and so on...

But Yoshiro Hirano didn't take it too seriously, turned around and walked towards the office.

The only colleague was a little surprised when he saw him come back: "Did you forget something?"

Xizhilang Pingyuan lamented: "No, it's my turn to work overtime today."

"Then you are really unlucky..."

The colleague shook his head and glanced at his watch, "I'm going out to buy food, can I bring you one?"

"Well, then I'll trouble you."

The office soon became empty, Hirano Yoshihiro sat on his workstation, turned on the computer again, and prepared to enter the standby state.

but……

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seemed that there was...something dangerous approaching him!

Although it was just a vague intuition, as a loyal member of the organization, he was very confident in his intuition.

Hirano Kizhiro held his breath.

The office was even more terrifyingly quiet, if it wasn't for the sound of clocks moving...

……and many more.

Isn't the wall clock on the opposite wall?
Why can he hear so clearly from such a distance?
He suddenly realized something, looked at his office drawer in horror, and immediately got up to escape.

However, the moment he stood up, a ray of light that was more dazzling than the sun exploded in front of him, accompanied by severe pain from the sympathetic nerves all over his body, he had no time to think, and completely lost consciousness...

downstairs.

The loud explosion didn't make anyone here react - because there was no one else.

Everyone was dragged to a dinner in the name of 'association'.

"Mr. Jiang Gu, the person has been dealt with."

Eyed man stands on the corner of the blast floor with a phone in his hand.

He, Kazami Yuya, is the direct subordinate of Furutani Rei.

"Dispose of the corpse and keep silent."

There was an order from the other party on the phone.

Obviously, they participated in the explosion this time.

"However, this explosion definitely cannot be hidden from the superior, and it does not match the original plan. Mr. Jianggu, we should..."

"You don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. If the higher-ups ask, you can call out the monitoring on the east side of Building C from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] this afternoon;
Tell them that the masked man in the surveillance is most likely the mastermind of the explosion.

We must not let others know that we are behind this incident. "

"...Yes, I understand."

-

Rice Flower Town, the alley between [-]-chome and [-]-chome.

The old and small repair shop ushered in two customers:
One big, one small.

It was Shuichi Akai and Conan who came to visit Judy.

Recently, they often come to visit the five-star group's nominal "den" from time to time. Tianle, the owner of the den, is not a person who likes to be disturbed, but due to the orders of his superiors, no matter how much he wants to drive people out, he has no choice but to drive them out. I can bear it.

When Conan faced Tianle, he smiled like a child: "Mr. Hiirago, good evening, um...have you had dinner yet?"

He learned this greeting from Lie.

No matter what the situation is, Lie's daily greetings and greetings are almost inseparable from 'have you had breakfast', 'have you had lunch', 'have you had dinner'...

Conan can only attribute the reason to the basic customs of the continent on the other side of the sea.

Tianle nodded silently, her tone was still very gentle, "I ate it, but it's not for you."

Before Conan and Akai Shuichi could react, he used the mechanism to open the secret door, reached out and knocked on the visiting schedule:

"15 minutes."

Akai Shuichi frowned: "Mr. Hiirago, Judy's situation has improved a lot now, can I..." Relax the time limit a little?
"No."

Tianle's gentle tone reveals imperceptible indifference.

Fifteen minutes of throwing someone you don't know on your own turf is the limit.

If the time is longer, he will wonder if the two people will set up some bombs and bugs in the room, add sulfuric acid to the water heater, and paint crane crimson on the nail clippers...

For 15 minutes, Tianle thought he could do many things.

As a result, every time Conan or Akai Shuichi left, he had to spend double the time to eliminate hidden dangers, which was really not worthwhile.

Of course, Akai Shuichi and Conan didn't know the thoughts of Tianle, who was persecuted and delusional, they just sighed in their hearts that the other party's control was too strict, and then one big and one small, one after the other, walked into the secret door recovery room.

After entering, Tianle closed the door thoughtfully, leaving them with plenty of privacy.

However, as soon as they entered, Akai Shuichi and Conan were taken aback by the sight in front of them.

"...Well, Judy, what are you doing?"

Akai Hideichi looked at the broken straw scattered on the ground, and together with Conan, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth twice.

There are also two formed straw puppets on the table...

Is this the rhythm to cast a curse on?