Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Although the Kudos have already returned, Conan still habitually reports to the Mori Detective Agency after school.

The situation is getting more and more serious now, and he is always afraid that Maorilan will be harmed by the organization because of Kudo Shinichi.

Mouri Kogoro was leaning on the chair, his legs crossed on the desk, and he was reading a newspaper.

Due to Asano Nobunaga's departure, Mourilan alone can no longer control the increasingly depraved Mouri Kogoro, and there are empty cans everywhere in the office.

"What on earth are these Yankees trying to do?!" Kogoro Mauri shook the newspaper and complained loudly.

Conan asked, "What's wrong?"

Mao Lilan said helplessly: "Dad is angry because of the expansion of TENSE Group. TENSE Group seems to have acquired many medical research institutions."

"Didn't you already know this kind of thing?"

"Do you know what low price they bought it at? This price is simply maddening!" Kogoro Mouri took a deep breath to calm his emotions. "Japanese politicians and TENSE are conspiring to steal national wealth. This kind of behavior is simply betraying the country!"

"In fact, it's not just Japan, other countries seem to have the same situation." Maurilan sighed, "But it is strange that TENSE's reputation is too positive, and many media have promoted them as the leader of the technological revolution."

"Well, the media is essentially a product of politics."

"This kind of thing can't be generalized..."

Before Maurilan finished speaking, Mauri Kogoro pointed to an article in surprise and said, "Look! Another tech worker has disappeared mysteriously! Combined with the recent unusual acquisitions by TENSE, I have every reason to think that The disappearance of these people is the work of TENSE."

"It shouldn't be possible, right?"

Conan climbed down the chair to Kogoro Mouri's desk and saw the report in the newspaper.

It is indeed very suspicious. The industry that the missing person is engaged in is exactly the same as the institution acquired by the TENSE Group, and the company and institution where the missing person works have not been acquired by TENSE. It looks like they're going to kill anyone who doesn't obey.

Mao Lilan didn't believe it because she always regarded TENSE as a serious company. But Conan knew that TENSE was originally part of the organization, and the organization could do such a thing!

Mouri Kogoro complained: "TENSE has seriously threatened social stability and security. Why is there no movement from the National Police Agency? Are they also corrupted?"

Conan thought for a while and said, "I want to go out."

"What are you doing?" Mao Lilan worried. "The security has been so chaotic recently, it's better for you not to run around alone at night."

"I'm going to Asano Haihara Ai." Conan Hu made an excuse, "Asano brother is now the president of TENSE, Asano Haihara Ai may know why they do this."

"Eh, but..."

Conan had already run away in a hurry.

But he didn't plan to find a breakthrough from Asano Nobunaga, and he also knew that the person would not tell him. Rather than wasting time on Asano Nobuyuki, it's better to ask someone else.

Conan called Takagi Shibu: "Officer Takagi, do you have time now? I want to know something from you."

"Ah?" Takagi Shibu was in a meeting just now, and he came out to answer the phone with the condemned eyes of the officers, so he was very embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's not very convenient now."

"Brother Shinichi asked me to ask."

Takagi Shibu: "...Okay, call me at the Metropolitan Police Department."

"I'm already in the park next to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Takagi Shibu sighed helplessly, knowing that he had to sneakily miss work again.

Because he was skipping work, Takagi Shibu put up his collar, covering half of his face, and hurried to the park.

"Takagi criminal." Conan called out, "I'm here!"

Fortunately, the place Conan was looking for was relatively remote, and there was almost no one around, which made Shibu Takagi relieved.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Conan corrected: "Brother Shinichi asked me to ask. He noticed that experts in the medical field have been missing recently. How does the Metropolitan Police view this phenomenon?"

For a moment, Shibu Takagi felt like Conan was an aggressive reporter at a press conference.

He shook his head quickly to dispel the messy thoughts: "I have heard about this too, but those experts have their own reasons for disappearing, and the reasons are not the same. At present, it cannot be regarded as one thing."

"But it is very suspicious to contact TENSE in the same period. Why does TENSE acquire companies and research institutions in which fields, and experts in which fields disappear mysteriously?" Conan said solemnly, "I suspect that those missing experts are likely to be lost. Captured by TENSE!"

"You can't talk nonsense!" Takagi Shibu frantically covered Conan's mouth and whispered in his ear, "TENSE's project is not just a plan for Tokyo, but even the political party that is about to run for election. Value them. In this case, TENSE can achieve its goal through proper channels, and there is no need to risk capturing those experts and scholars.”

Hearing this, Conan did not feel relieved, but became more nervous: "Has an American company completely gained the trust of the government?"

Takagi Shibu looked away: "It's not trust. I heard... I also heard that you can't tell others."

After Conan's repeated assurances, he continued: "I heard that some officials have received generous benefits from TENSE, and the policy preference is probably for this reason."

Conan frowned, as if he couldn't accept for a while that the country he loved was corrupt to such an extent.

Takagi Shibu didn't want to say more, he just mentioned a word and then he didn't say anything.

"Is what you said true?" Conan couldn't help confirming.

"How can this kind of thing be true or false?" Takagi Shibu sighed, "But the Metropolitan Police Department just held a meeting to discuss how to suppress public opinion."

There is no need to create an illusion, just to suppress the voice of all truth, and the fake will naturally become the real.

Conan obviously realized what this meant, and after Takagi returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, he also rushed home without stopping.

He remembered that his father was going home for dinner today, and he might be able to get some answers from his father.

"Ah, Shinichi, you're back."

Yukiko Kudo was sitting at the dining table, painting herself nail polish, "The food is in the pot, if you're hungry, take it out and eat it yourself."

"Where's my dad?" Conan asked straight to the point.

"He, he seems to be busy with work." Kudo Yukiko replied casually.

Such an answer certainly does not satisfy Conan, who is now full of confusion, not only about TENSE and Mr. Asano, but also about the condition of his parents.

"What are you hiding from me?" Conan asked seriously.

Yukiko Kudo pretended not to hear: "What?"

Conan repeated his question again.

"What did you say? It's too windy for me to hear."

Conan: "…"

"Snapped-"

Conan slapped heavily on the dining table with both hands, and Yukiko Kudo's bottles and jars of nail polish immediately flew into the sky.

She hurriedly grabbed the nail polish, so as not to let those little guys be devastated by Kudo Shinichi who didn't know how to pity fragrance and jade.

"What are you doing?" Kudo Yukiko complained angrily.

Conan exhausted patiently: "It's really enough! I've never been so frustrated since I was a child, and the truth is right in front of my eyes, but everyone is trying their best to hide it from me. It's really bad! Mr. Asano is also good. , you and Dad, both of you know that organization very well, but you didn't tell me, and even blocked me when I was investigating. Why? It's clear that the organization caused me to become like this, and I should be investigated if I am qualified! "

"You are also very young now." Kudo Yukiko chuckled, "There is no such thing as growing up."

"Mom!"

Kudo Yukiko ignored her son's frizzy hair. While adjusting her manicure, she asked casually, "Shinichi, have you really thought about what you want to do from your heart?"

"Huh?" Conan was stunned.

"Are you really aware of what kind of behemoth you are facing?"

"I…"

"You've been very smart since you were a child, and I know Yusaku is trying his best to train you according to your hobbies. You were already a very good detective ten years ago. But Shinichi, don't you think your seventeen years have gone too smoothly? Yukiko Kudo smiled softly, "The world in your eyes is completely different from the world in ours or Mr. Asano's eyes. Under such circumstances, how can you demand that we tell you the truth?"

Conan was stunned, this was the first time he heard his mother say such a thing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Kudo Yukiko continued to ask, "Shinichi, what does your father look like in your eyes?"

Conan was vaguely aware of what his mother was trying to tell him, but he almost never used his brilliant mind on his loved ones, and subconsciously he was resisting that possibility.

"He is a famous reasoner, with fans all over the world, his reasoning ability is better than mine, he knows a lot of things, his personality is calm and rational, but he is very kind to his family. Maybe that's all..." Conan said uncertainly.

Hearing this, Yukiko Kudo's eyes became gentler.

"Yeah, he is such a person." Yukiko Kudo said with emotion, "But because of this, we can't let you know everything."

"mother!"

"Shh, hurry up and have dinner, I'm hungry."

"...If you're hungry, eat by yourself."

Conan still failed to get any clues from his parents after all.

After dinner, he sat alone on the chair where his father used to sit in the study, with a piece of A4 paper in front of him on which he drew some sketches in pencil.

It was a schematic diagram of the instruments that Ai Haibara had seen in the TENSE Group, which was reproduced by Conan based on his impression.

He didn't know what it was, and he couldn't figure out the function of the instrument for a while with his knowledge reserve. But it doesn't matter, there are people around him who can help.

Conan decided to ask Dr. Agsa.

But find a time when Asano Haibara Ai is away, otherwise, according to her character, she will definitely not allow herself to ask the doctor with the drawings.

What Conan didn't know was that he had not yet figured out the instrument that worked. At this time, it was being transported to the TENSE building in large quantities by truck.

Nobunaga stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 79th floor, staring at the dazzling headlights downstairs, his frowning furrowed.

Gin was sitting on the sofa with a glass of gin—god knows he wanted a martini, but at the thought of Mezcal's possible expressions and associations, he decisively switched to gin.

However, the more this happened, the more irritable Gin became.

Obviously he has nothing to do with Belmod... well, maybe a little bit, but definitely not friendly, but...

"Gin," Mezcal called out coldly. "Did anyone tell you that you look ugly when you smile?"

Gin: "???"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I seem to have read it wrong. Did you just... tangle?"

Gin: "…"

Tomescal's blessing, his temper is much better now. If this were half a year ago, a bullet would definitely have been shot into Mezcal's head.

Jinjiu had no time to speak when he adjusted his emotions, and Nobuhan didn't care, so he turned his eyes downstairs again.

"Why did you say Rum put those things in the TENSE building?" Nobufan whispered.

He didn't expect Gin to answer this question: "Because this is the center of the vortex."

"Oh? Sounds like you know a lot."

"Hmph." Gin breathed out heavily through his nose, "If you don't want me to know, then don't let me do anything."

Nobuman raised his hand and traced the shape of the instrument on the glass with his fingertips: "Those big guys can strip people's thoughts from their bodies, transform them into the form of information, and exist forever. And this can be the immortality of all mankind. "

Rum gave no warning that these words could be told to Gin.

But what if the person standing beside him wasn't gin?

For example, he can use the voice changer invented by Dr. A Li to change another person's voice. As long as the acting skills are passed, can they hide the secret of the organization from Rum?

Gin didn't know that Mezcal's head had already turned several times in the blink of an eye. It was the first time he heard of the organization's plan, but compared to the shocked Mezcal at the time, Gin's performance seemed too calm.

"The world is developing indefinitely, and human beings have the supremacy of thinking to recognize the world. But when it is refined to a single person or even a generation, limited by life, thinking is non-supremacy." Gin said philosophically, "every generation The process of re-learning is a waste of time. I agree with the plan of the organization on this point.”

Nobuhan couldn't help but look back at someone seriously, with a look of disbelief.

"Have you been taken away by any philosopher?"

"Hey." Jin Jiu dismissed it, "Any major reason is just a tool to whitewash selfishness and desires. After you understand it, you will be too lazy to care about such things."

These words were not at all like what the ginseng club Nobufair knew in the past, but it made Nobufumi change his opinion a little.

He recently... seems to be more and more emotional. This is not a good sign. The more critical the moment, the more cruel he should be, rather than the first to collapse.

However, Nobunaga didn't let his hesitation continue for too long, and he quickly adjusted his state - that was a psychological defense line that no sword or gun could break through.

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