NOVEL NEXT Chapter 413 KFC is next door
Chapter 413 KFC is next door
"It is always said that the 'prefecture' here is equal to the 'province' in our country's administrative divisions. It sounds quite big. But in fact, it only takes two hours to drive from Tokyo to Gunma Prefecture across Saitama Prefecture, about More than 100 kilometers? It’s about the same distance as Guangzhou to Shenzhen.”
Martin has become adept at holding the steering wheel with one hand like an experienced driver, and resting the other hand on the open window.
With Conan guiding them, they drove to Gunma County without a license.
"That's all because of the expressway." Conan had no sense of the small size of Japan: "And you were driving too fast."
This guy drove Dr. Ari's old Beetle to a speed of 120 per hour on the highway. During the process, it almost rolled over twice, but he used his body double to push it back.
Conan went from panicking to numbness at the beginning, and later even gave a face-saving "Wow" when performing stunts.
After entering Gunma County, Conan didn't know the way, so he could only ask for directions with Itakura Taku's address. He asked around while walking, and it took more than an hour to find Itakura Taku's mountain villa.
It was half past eleven, and there was still half an hour before the black organization contacted Itakura Taku and handed over the software.
"By the way, are you sure the black organization hasn't heard about Taku Itakura's death?"
"No problem." Conan set off from Dr. Ali's house and listened to the news broadcast with headphones the whole time. The police's announcement efficiency was not that high, and he had some good luck today: "The current news content is about a piece of jewelry being quilted. The emergency incident of robbery did not mention the matter of Taku Itakura at all. "
It's a bit similar to the scenery of the previous few days, making people feel like a snow monster will jump out of the woods.
Although Itakura Taku's computer has a power-on password, the win98 power-on password is basically useless and can be easily bypassed. A password was set for Itakura Taku's email address, and Conan logged in directly.
'Remember the password' is really a good civilization.
"No matter, try 4869!"
The ten-second countdown flew by, and just when Conan's expression began to turn ugly, the phone in the room rang.
Soon, as the time approached twelve o'clock, Conan received an email from the black organization.
"Martin! Use your invincible time to stop thinking of a solution!"
'emmm...' Martin remembered that Miyano Akemi's fake body was discovered by the organization soon after it was discovered by the police. Xiao Ai also deduced that there should be an organizational spy in the police. Didn't you tell the great detective at that time? ...Forget it, forget it, let the detective have a headache.
The number below is still counting down. It seems that this email only gives the recipient 10 seconds to enter the password to open it.
"The World, time stops! - Time resumes its flow, you idiot! You can't even hear me scolding you in the stopped time!"
The call at this time could only be from the black organization.
The password is wrong. It seems that the black organization's love for Sherlock has not reached the level of Conan who uses 4869 for all passwords.
It was snowing here in Gunma County. They parked the car on the side of the road, walked through the snowy mountain road, and ruthlessly broke Itakura Taku's door handle.
With Conan's busy back, this guy was shaking the tomato juice in his glass and was intoxicated by the snowy scene outside the window.
However, after opening it, Conan was dumbfounded:
{Password? }
---9---
"The shaking red wine glass~the lips seem to be stained with blood~the unusual beauty~the unforgivable sin~"
Of course, Conan did the job of finding things himself, while Martin opened the refrigerator in Itakura Taku's home and searched, then took out a can of tomato juice, and found a tall glass from the kitchen and poured it into it.
No one turned on the lights, and with the vampire's powerful night vision, the snowy scene outside the window was clearly visible. Snowflakes flying all over the sky fell gently, decorating the forest in a picturesque way. Every tree is covered with thick white snow, as if covered with a white coat. Among the branches, snowflakes piled up into various shapes, some were like fluffy cotton balls, and some were like carefully carved jade sculptures.
"Okay, the next step is to find Mr. Itakura's software, which should be placed in a conspicuous place, and log in to his email address," Conan said.
While Conan was still worried, Martin directly pressed the speakerphone, and at the same time, the avatar was released and floated beside him, guarding against a scarlet pepper coming out.
"Hey! Itakura, why don't you accept the email!" Vodka's silly voice came from the phone. After not seeing each other for a long time, Martin actually felt a little nostalgic.
"You made the wrong number, this is McDonald's." Martin said without thinking.
"Eh?" There was a surprised voice, followed by a blind tone on the phone, and Vodka just hung up the phone.
Conan: "..."
The phone rang again, hands-free.
"Hey! Itakura, does this guy want to die?"
Martin did not use a voice changer, he just pinched his throat and said in a serious tone: "Hello, this is the 110 police station of Yoshioka Town, Gunma Prefecture. Please speak."
"Huh?" Vodka was confused again when he heard that he had called the police with his murder notice.
"Did you dial the wrong number? You can verify it before dialing." Martin reminded.
"Yes, yes, I dialed the wrong number. I remember calling a friend. I'm sorry." Vodka quickly hung up the phone.
Two minutes later, probably after Vodka checked again and again, the call came again: "Is this Mr. Taku Itakura?"
He was even polite.
"No, this is Patrick."
After three things, Vodka finally determined that he had been tricked: "Hey Itakura, let me tell you, do you really want to die!?"
Martin was about to say something, but Conan raised his hand to stop him, and adjusted his voice changer to the voice that Martin just used, which was DIO's voice.
Apparently, after the death of Tequila and the emergence of new wisdom in Belmod's disguise, the task of handing over to Itakura Taku was temporarily handed over to Vodka, so Vodka had never heard Taku Itakura's voice. And there should be only Vodka on the other side of the phone, not Gin.
There are opportunities to take advantage of.
Thinking like this, Conan said in a frivolous tone: "Don't be so serious, brother, I just saved my life, so I am sharing my joy with you."
"what?"
"Don't you know? I have a serious heart disease, and it suddenly broke out just a few minutes ago. It was so close, but the medicine took effect at the critical moment."
"Who cares about you!" Vodka said impatiently: "Do you know you didn't receive the email I sent you?"
It seems that Vodka can only get a reply that the email has not been opened, and does not know that the status of the email is that the password was entered incorrectly and the countdown has reset to zero.
Conan then made an excuse, claiming that the cause of Taku Itakura's heart attack was that he was frightened by the sudden power outage, and asked Vodka to explain the handover of the world and the method directly on the phone.
Vodka, who was not cautious enough, made an appointment to hand over the goods at Kenbashi Station in Tokyo at four in the morning.
It took Martin and Conan more than three hours to get here from Mihua. This was while Martin was seriously speeding, and the time spent driving in the city was actually longer than on the highway.
So normally, the four hours from the villa to Xianqiao Station can be said to be very tight. It seems that Vodka is deliberately compressing the time of 'Taku Itakura' so that he has no chance to make small moves.
Conan pretended not to understand Vodka's trick and argued with Taku Itakura for a few words in a reluctant tone. Then he hung up the phone after being intimidated by Vodka's few words.
"Let's go. There will be less traffic on the road in the second half of the night. It should be no problem to get to the location before four o'clock." Conan hurriedly walked out.
He thought he had time.
(End of this chapter)