After receiving the prompt from Hideaki Nakajima, Conan, who had only the black-clothed organization in his mind, had completely ignored his ridiculous disguise, turned his head and ran downstairs.

"This kid! Why is it more anxious about the news about the Black Organization than me?"

Of course, Kogoro Mori, who looked like Conan, was confused, but rather than going to go against this mysterious black-clothed organization, he prefers to advance indirectly and find out the details of the black-clothed organization. He directly asked the Memu police department to lead the team to wipe out them. Although Kogoro Mori was also worried about whether the Memu police department could wipe out such a transnational criminal group, but I am not a damn fellow Taoist! He is no longer a policeman, so he can be a good citizen in this dangerous action.

So he asked Xiaoran to follow Conan who was already running away. Don't let him really make any mistakes, Kogoro Mouri took the box of information from Nakajima, which was already considered evidence, from the forensics personnel.

Although it is not in accordance with the rules, it is not my own people! Everyone knows it, it is human relationships and society. How can Tiezi from the Megu Police Department be a small person like him who can emphasize discipline?

In addition, the explanation of Hideaki Nakajima who had not escaped from death and came back to his senses from the extreme pot, Kogoro Mouri gradually understood the information on the list.

He had been a little confused before, what does a mysterious and full of transnational criminal organization need to threaten transactions from the electronic game department of a game company in an island country?

It turns out that what the other party is interested in is not the exclusive business secrets of Mantian Games or the planning of some games. What they like is the brains of the IT elites in the most island countries, the list of people who have worked here or have worked here, as well as some handles or information.

"This organization is in need of Internet experts and staff lately?"

Although he still felt that Kogoro Mouri had to do this kind of information from a game company, with the information in his hand, he still understood which direction he could find these mysterious men in black.

"The previous exciting trip to Izu in Dark Night Baron seemed to be full of talents in this area. I remember that the business card I exchanged at that time had not been lost yet! I have to find time to talk to these old friends when I go back. After all, everyone has talked about murders at one time, so the friendship should be in place, right? Especially Miss Katsujo, she happened to have no ex-husband and I have no wife. Isn't that..."

Just as Kogoro Mouri's smile gradually changed, Conan, who was rushing towards the cocktail bar on the other side, finally came to the destination, Darkish Building, panting when Xiaoran couldn't catch up no matter how she chased her.

However, before he could ask where the front desk cocktail bar was on, the whistling fire trucks and firefighters surrounded the entire building.

"The cocktail bar! It suddenly exploded! The number of casualties inside is not known yet. The specific situation requires further investigation!"

"asshole!"

Compared to inferior bombs made by professional and unfavorable people like Takeshita, professional and appropriate professionals like Gin and others are obviously more perfect, and even perfect to the rhythm of fixed-point explosion. When the entire cocktail bar was blown up, the surrounding buildings had not been damaged. When the evil man was in this way, the mayor of Tokyo would also like to give a thumbs up, right?

So, with Conan's unwilling eyes and helpless roar, he was picked up by Xiaolan with concern and could only choose to give in pain.

This time he fought with the Black Organization and was completely defeated!

A man's heart and God's face means changing.

After a missed with the Black Organization, Conan, who had been decadent for several days, finally chose to be relieved with the comfort and healing of the friends of the Youth Detective Group, Dr. Agasa, Xiaolan and others.

Although the Young Detective Group and Xiaolan didn't know what the secret was hidden in his heart, everyone who could see his Sima face still tactfully enlightened him.

Even in order to get out of his unhappiness, his father Kogoro Mouri left the Tokyo circle of fame and fortune, Xiaolan even took his own initiative to sign them up for a mystery tour group.

It is said to be an exclusive trip for reasoning enthusiasts, and the initiator will also share his unique collection with everyone.

Conan, who received this news, was cured in an instant. He should be said to be a loyal fan of Sherlock Holmes. After knowing that the person who initiated the event was a fan of Sherlock Holmes, Conan immediately raised his hands to agree with the trip.

But Kogoro Maori was not good. He was not as Kudo Shinichi as his daughter imagined. Perhaps it was because Kudo Shinichi, a stinky brat, brainwashed his daughter since she was a child, which led to her daughter having some wrong understanding of detectives. Kudo Shinichi's stinky little kid who likes reasoning and likes Sherlock Holmes is not the same as those of the industry insiders who rely on being detectives to make a living.

For example, if you like reasoning, like Sherlock Holmes, that is the unique hobby of that stinky guy, but it cannot represent their detectives.

If Kogoro Maori likes reasoning, could it be like this? Secret room, puzzles, reasoning, everything is not possible? I have to rely on the sculptors to provide clues and answers to reverse the case? The last time he read a mystery novel, he was just to show off with Eiri Taku. It seemed like it was called a Western train murder case? Or an Eastern train murder case? I remember that there were some foreigners inside, so it was probably a Western train murder case.

However, facing his daughter's big eyes, Kogoro Mouri admitted that he has been a little depraved recently. He works every day to receive business orders, but he doesn't take good care of his daughter with such a cute daughter? How can he let the cabbage be loyal to him and defend independently when the group of pigs outside in the future?

I can’t make enough money, and I am not the kind of social animal who needs to go to work every day. Since my daughter has an idea, I have to arrange it.

So after another weekend, Kogoro Mori, carrying his luggage, followed Conan with his excited face and Xiaolan with a smile on his face, found the so-called Sherlock Holmes fan tour group meeting place. He met with other tourists who arranged this trip.

"Oh? What you like the most is the study of blood words?"

"Yes! Yes! Where are you?"

“My favorite is the Redhead Club!”

"Huh? Are you too?"

"Yes! So are you?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"And I! I like four signatures!"

Human joys and sorrows are not the same, I just think they are noisy.

While the car was discussing each other with excitement and sharing their experience in research on the cases of Sherlock Holmes, Kogoro Mori, who was sitting on the passenger seat, wanted to remind the sisters who were driving to watch the road. Bonnie always turned his head to participate in the subsequent discussions. You still bear the life of a car, and you have nothing to say.

"What did I go crazy to promise Xiaolan and the others to take such a hellish trip?"

Just when Kogoro Mouri was immersed in the loneliness and sadness of being surrounded by wolves and I was a Husky.

The backseat chat king Fujisawa, who was attracted by Conan's words, who had always controlled the rhythm of the backseat chat, finally remembered the brothers they had forgotten in the front row. After scratching his head and smiling embarrassedly, he gave Conan a great sentence. The brother knew Shimaduo, and so on, obviously, after he was perfunctory to the children's praise, he put his sinful big hand on Kogoro Mouri's shoulder.

"Brother! Which work do you like more about Sherlock Holmes?"

"ha?"

The Maori Husky, who had been hiding himself, finally did not escape the identification of the wolf pack. He thought desperately about what these people were talking about just now? Why didn’t I remember a word! Damn, what cases did Sherlock Holmes solve? Waiting online, it’s very urgent, the silly guys. The Maori Kogoro who saved me couldn’t help but shed a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!