Chapter 143 [Chapter 142] Trading Place

Author: Report Mr. Krabs

Chapter 143 [Chapter 142] Trading Place

"The so-called challenging role is to play your fitness coach?"

In the women's restroom, the well-dressed "Moori Kogoro" sounded like Kudo Yukiko's voice. Next to him, stood a fat aunt, none other than Edogawa Fumiyo.

"Don't forget, Xiaolan is here. To make her unable to tell that daddy is fake will test your acting skills and abilities."

"Edogawa Bunyo" emits the voice of Belmode.

Needless to say, Yukiko Kudo put on makeup as Kogoro Mori, while Belmode made up as Fumiyo Edogawa for some unknown reason.

"Are you two okay?"

The toilet door opened, and Kogoro poked his head in furtively.

"Be prepared at all times behind the umbra."

Kudo Yukiko rolled her eyes at Kogoro, straightened her collar again, opened the door and walked away.

"It feels really strange to be glared at by myself."

Kogoro curled his lips and said.

"Okay, don't worry. It's just one night, and I'm still a little nervous trying to find the hidden 007."

Belmore came over and said.

"Don't worry, this detective is as good as ten."

Kogoro stretched out his hand, and a white sneer mask came out from nowhere, and he put it on his face with his backhand: "How are you? Are you handsome?"

"Haha, just so-so."

"After all, I am also the third-in-command of your organization, can you be polite?"

"I'm not from the Data Technology Department, you can't control me. Besides, no one has ever seen the Night Baron, so who knows if you are a fake."

"That's right."

Kogoro, who was made up to look like the Night Baron, walked out with Belmore. When he got into the elevator, he suddenly remembered something: "I don't know if Kudo Yukiko can eat spicy food. What I want to eat today is Chongqing hot pot."

Abnormally spicy.”

In the box.

"Ah sneeze...cough cough..."

Xiaolan looked at "Mouri Kogoro" who was crying non-stop, with a worried look on her face: "Dad, you can't just change it to clear soup like us. Look at the red color, it's really too spicy."

"Hiss...it's okay...huhu...don't worry...ahem...it's just spicy, nothing to mention..."

Kudo Yukiko was speechless.

"Signal received."

Conan was excited, looking at the looming red dots on his glasses, and became excited: "9 o'clock direction, straight line distance is three thousand meters."

Toru Amuro immediately turned at the intersection ahead and sped away in the direction pointed by Conan.

With the blessing of Dr. Ali's black technology, the small black button-mounted tracker not only has a positioning function, but also an eavesdropping function. The distance is ridiculously large. When it is still two blocks away, Conan can vaguely

I heard voices.

"...Does the trading time have to be changed to tonight? Is it too hasty?"

This is... the voice of Edogawa Fumiyo!

Conan reached out and pressed his ears, listening carefully to the sound coming from the earphones.

"...Who is to blame for this? It's all your fault!"

Huh, it's the voice of the masked man.

"Blame me? What does this matter have to do with me?"

"If you didn't have to capture that little boy, how could we be like this?"

"You are a loser. You can't even look down on a child. How dare you blame me?"

"You were not at the scene, so of course you don't know how terrifying that child was. I suspect that he has mutated after taking that drug and is no longer an ordinary person."

"Then why don't you report it to your superiors quickly and ask the organization to send people to round him up?"

"Then what should we do if we lose his guilt? The superiors will not let us go. If we want to make up for our mistakes, we can only complete the transaction as soon as possible. Only in this way can we save our lives."

"...Okay, then what time should the other party come?"

"At 1 o'clock in the morning, let him come to us directly for the transaction. The location is No. 30."

"Okay, I'll notify the other party right away."

The other party stopped abruptly here, and it seemed that just like in that small building, Edogawa Fumiyo left, and when he was alone, the masked man could hardly say another word.

"1am?"

Conan glanced at the time and saw that it was less than an hour before the transaction time. During the time of eavesdropping, Toru Amuro had already driven to the location.

Rice Krispies Hotel.

"Why is there no signal? Is the battery out?"

At this moment, Conan noticed that the red dots on his spectacle lenses suddenly disappeared.

"Could it be a trap?"

Toru Amuro said a little worried.

"So what if it's a trap?"

Conan clenched his fists: "This is the only clue we got. Even if it's a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, I have to break into it."

As he said that, he looked at Toru Amuro: "I am a child, so I won't attract anyone's attention when I enter. You stay outside. If I don't come out in half an hour, then you call the police."

"We are brothers in the same discipline. How can you go alone for such a thing?"

Toru Amuro drove into the hotel's underground parking lot: "Don't worry, I set up a scheduled text message. If I don't enter the password after half an hour, then there will be a text message recording our last location and sent to Teacher Mori.

"

Conan hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Yes, there should be no cases that Uncle Maori can't settle."

Toru Amuro asked while looking for a parking space: "If time is so tight, it is very likely that their transaction location is here, but I don't know the room number they are in."

"day 30th."

Conan frowned and said, "I heard them say, the transaction location is No. 30."

"day 30th?"

Toru Amuro also frowned: "No, I've been to the Rice Flower Hotel. All room numbers here are three digits, and there are no two-digit room numbers."

"If it's not the room number, then is it the restaurant box number or the locker number?"

"That's not right. For such a secret transaction, they can't possibly choose to do it in a restaurant or other public open area."

Toru Amuro was suddenly startled and looked out the window: "Brother, do you think it is the number of the parking space?"

Conan looked out and happened to see the number sprayed on the pillar: "Yes, the parking space number is exactly two digits. That's okay, Xiaotou, your mind is spinning very fast."

“Everywhere, it’s the senior brothers who take the lead and lead by example.”

"If you flatter me, leave it to Uncle Maori in the future."

The two drove quickly to find the parking space No. 30, and the car originally parked there just drove away, and Toru Amuro quickly parked the car.

Before the car was stable, Conan opened the door, jumped out, and looked around carefully.

"Have you discovered anything, little senior brother?"

Toru Amuro did not get out of the car, lowered the window and shouted loudly.

"Not yet."

Conan shook his head.

"Hey, little senior brother, hide quickly, a weirdo is coming."

Toru Amuro leaned down and shouted anxiously.

Conan turned around and looked, and sure enough he saw a tall and strong man wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask walking over with a black briefcase in his hand. When he passed by, the other party just glanced at this place without saying a word.

Stop and leave.

Even Conan, who was standing next to the car, didn't seem to arouse the other party's interest.
Chapter completed!