Conan's Winery is all my vest

290 Broken Clues

"That burly guy who looked very difficult to mess with was wearing a black suit," the long-haired middle-aged man recalled carefully, "I remember he was talking to Mr. Itakura in a very dissatisfied tone. .”

"You should have seen that person too."

The middle-aged man with long hair turned his head to look at the two Mediterranean uncles who were sitting on the sofa next to him, "That person also came when I participated in the Mantang game software conference this year."

what--?
Mantang game software conference? !
A burly man with a full beard and a Kansai accent
Conan, who thought he was just nervous just now, was struck by lightning. Did he mean tequila? !

"What did that burly man say to him?"

Conan hurriedly jumped off the back of the sofa, he couldn't help leaning towards the long-haired middle-aged man and asked eagerly.

"what?"

The long-haired middle-aged man who was interrupted by Conan who suddenly rushed out was stunned, and didn't realize what the little brother who suddenly appeared was saying.

"They were in the company at that time. They were the burly guy and Itakura Zhuo you mentioned with a Kansai accent."

Conan quickly explained his question, "What did they say two years ago?"

"I don't know, it's been two years." The long-haired middle-aged man gave the impolite kid a bad look.

"Conan, don't make trouble, Dad is working."

Seeing this, Mao Lilan wanted to pull Conan aside, but who knew that Conan was still relentless and said, "Please, uncle, please think about it carefully, maybe this is related to Mr. Itakura's disappearance?"

"Well, if you put it this way, I seem to be able to remember a little bit."

Hearing that Conan said that this might have something to do with Itakura Taku's disappearance, the long-haired middle-aged man couldn't help recalling it hard.

"As soon as I arrived at the company, I heard that man who looked very imposing said something to Mr. Itakura ruthlessly. You have no use for such words."

The long-haired middle-aged man continued, "After that, he slammed the door and left."

Conan broke away from Mao Lilan, who was unwilling to get such a little useless information, and continued to ask excitedly, "Is that all? They must have said something else?"

"Conan," Mao Lilan hugged the abnormal Conan, "what's wrong with you, you look really weird today."

Conan, who had just fallen into self-doubt, ignored Mao Lilan's doubts at all.

hateful! !
It was only when he thought he had seen a glimmer of hope that it was shattered in an instant, which made Conan's mood very complicated.

He secretly clenched his fists. Now that things are going on, the only way to find Mr. Itakura as soon as possible is to learn what happened from him.

Black Organization Tequila. Gin, Vodka, Brandy
Kenner's expression was complicated, and all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts flew in his mind at random.

"As far as I know, the burly man was killed in the previous explosion. The disappearance of Mr. Itakura should have nothing to do with him, right?"

Kogoro Mori saw that Conan's troublesome little devil had been controlled by Mo Lilan, so he re-communicated with the long-haired middle-aged man and others about Itakura Zhuo's disappearance.

Conan, who was forced to stay away from the center of the conversation by Mourilan, pricked up his ears and carefully eavesdropped on the conversation of Moori Kogoro and others.

No, it is not.

After hearing Kogoro Mori's reasoning, Conan silently denied Kogoro Mori's speculation in his heart.

Conan firmly speculated that Mr. Itakura's disappearance this time may have something to do with Tequila's black organization.

After successfully confirming the hotel and room where Takuo Itakura is staying through the option of a strange guest who borrowed chess, chess and go from the hotel at the same time, Kogoro Mori and his team quickly rushed to the hotel room where Takuo Itakura lived. outside.

Just when the group knocked on the door to no avail and were at a loss what to do, Conan had an idea and anxiously embraced the thigh of a waiter who opened the door for the old man next door.

"Uncle! Can you help us and open the door of this uncle's room?"

Conan pointed to the place where Mori Kogoro and others were standing and asked, "Uncle seems to have forgotten that we came back today, and I don't know where to eat."

"Uh..." The waiter looked in the direction Conan pointed, and he saw Mori Kogoro and others staring at him with piercing eyes.

"But I'm afraid."

"Uncle, hurry up!"

Conan suddenly said loudly and reluctantly, "I'm about to pee! I need to go to the toilet, please uncle!!"

Mori Kogoro and the others stared dumbfounded at Conan, who was suddenly behaving badly.

In the end, it was Mao Lilan who broke the embarrassing situation for the waiter brother, "Sir, please open the door for us, we are really not bad people, no one would do bad things and bring children with them."

"Yes, yes, just open the door for us." "We really know the person inside, his name is Itakura Takuo, right?"

"This"

The waiter looked at Conan who was holding on to his thigh in a dilemma, and then at Mao Lilan and the others who echoed his voice. He finally compromised, "That, that's fine."

Conan, as a qualified actor, performed his role until the last moment.

As soon as the service boy opened the door, Conan rushed into the toilet in the room impatiently, "I can't hold it anymore! Let me go!"

"Hahaha, I'm so sorry, thank you." Mori Kogoro touched the back of his head, and sincerely thanked the waiter brother who opened the door for them, before he closed the door.

After making sure that the waiter has left.

"Little brother, you are really witty." The middle-aged uncle in the Mediterranean smiled and praised Conan, who poked his head out of the toilet to check the situation.

"Hey, no."

Conan laughed shyly, "I'm just worried that when Uncle Itakura comes back and sees so many of us standing at the door of his room, he will be scared and run away."

"However, little brother, I think you may have bothered too much this time."

The dark-skinned client smiled and walked towards Takuo Itakura who was sleeping on the table, "Because Mr. Itakura, he just fell asleep."

"Really." The long-haired middle-aged man took a step forward dissatisfiedly, and walked ahead of him to Itakura Zhuo who was sleeping on the table, "Hey! Wake up, you! You can't escape now Bar."

　Thank you Guanqi Huaqin and Fengyun Chuiwu for their rewards

　　
　
(End of this chapter)