At half past four in the afternoon, the Maori Detective Agency.

At the desk, under Xiaolan's "supervision", Uncle Maori had already cleaned up, sat upright in the chair, and looked at the newspaper pretendically, Xiaolan wiped the bookcase with a rag, and Conan sat on the sofa, pretending to write homework.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Xiaolan, who was busy, hurriedly shouted "Coming", then walked to the door, opened the door, and saw three men standing at the door, one of whom took the initiative to greet him: "Hello this young lady, is Mr. Maori here......?

"Of course, please come in. Xiaolan turned sideways slightly, made a "please" gesture, and then said to Uncle Maori at the desk, "Dad, the guest who called to make an appointment has arrived." ”

"yes, I see. ”

Once Uncle Maori got serious, he was also a little forced, he stood up, walked straight to the three of them and said, "Hello, contemptible Maori Kogoro, I already know your intentions, please sit on the sofa and talk slowly...... Xiaolan, please prepare some drinks!"

"Okay, Dad!" Xiaolan nodded in response.

The three men sat down on the sofa with Uncle Maori politely, Xiaolan also brought a drink, and Conan packed up his books and listened boredly, his eyes peeking at the door, ready to find an opportunity to slip away.

Uncle Maori exchanged a few polite words with them, and quickly figured out their identities and intentions-

The three of them are named Subekji, Naito Dinghei, and Soma Ryusuke, and they belong to three game companies, and they each unknowingly commissioned the same game software designer to design game software for Go, chess, and chess, and now the game software designer has disappeared.

Seeing that the delivery time was approaching, in order to find the designer, they came together to find Uncle Maori to help find someone!

Uncle Maori figured out the situation before asking, "So, you're all from a game company, and the person you're looking for now is a game software designer who disappeared a week ago, right?"

"That's right! this guy will play the missing set of ...... when the deadline for the game software he designed is approaching."

"Because he's been in this situation many times before, so it should be the same this time!"

"Yes, the last time he disappeared, we used to ask the police for help, but we were scolded for blood, so this time we discussed it and came to you for help......"

“......”

The three men said "Balabala", and then saw a man take out a photo from his coat pocket, hand it to Uncle Maori and say, "Look, this is the picture of the game software designer......

Uncle Maori took the photo, and frowned after saying "hmm": "...... This person looks familiar......"

Uncle Maori's words fell, and only one man immediately spoke: "...... It's no surprise that you'll find him familiar. After all, Mr. Itakura Takura is well-known in the CG industry, but it was only later that he gave up CG because his eyesight was getting worse and worse, and he specialized in game ......"

Hearing the name "Taku Itakura", Conan, who was originally absent-minded, shrank his pupils, and then snatched the photo from Uncle Maori and said, "Let me see!"

Damn, this guy really is Takura Itakura!

Judging from the clues he has now, there is definitely a certain connection between Itakura Takura and the organization, and now that Itakura Taku is missing, is it really ......

Conan thought in his heart, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and then asked urgently, "...... How did you know he was missing, and did he come into contact with any strange person before he disappeared?"

Conan's voice fell, the three men were slightly stunned, and Uncle Maori said "uh", and then "Duang" smashed his fist on Conan's brain: "Little ghost, don't make trouble, get out of the way for me!" ~"

Uncle Maori, why are you hitting my brain again? My poor brain......

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched twice, and then he moved a large bag on his head to the side, and Uncle Maori apologized to the three men with a smile: "I'm sorry, this little devil is so naughty...... But then again, how did you know that Mr. Itakura was missing?"

"That's what he emailed us to tell us!" Naito replied immediately, then took out a laptop from his bag, opened it and placed it in front of Uncle Maori, "You see, a week ago, the three of us received this email at the same time, and then we couldn't contact him......"

Conan and Uncle Maori hurriedly looked at the laptop screen, only to see that a video was displayed on it.

The picture in the video should be a hotel room, Takura Itakura is sitting on a chair with Jiro's legs crossed, and Go, chess, and chess are placed next to him, saying things like "I've been tired lately, so I'm looking for a place to vacation" or something like that.

Uncle Maori watched the video carefully, and then said "hmm"...... This place is a hotel, right? You say he's a famous designer...... So he couldn't have been kidnapped by someone to a hotel and design software for them?"

"Uh...... This shouldn't be possible, right?" Naito Dinghei squinted and smiled, his tone was not very sure, and Soma Ryusuke reached out and pinched his chin and said:

"Well...... I remember that when I went to Mr. Itakura's office a time ago, I saw a big man dressed in black and speaking in the Kansai dialect coming out of Mr. Itakura's office and saying, 'If you don't know how to lift and don't work for us, then don't blame me for doing whatever it takes.......'"

Dressed in black?

Listening to this description, Conan filtered the information he knew in his head, and a figure appeared in his mind-

By the way, is this guy talking about...... Maguey?!

Conan frowned, and then Soma Ryusuke turned his head to look at Naito Dinghei and Subekji and said, "You should know that person too, right? He also appeared in the game conference of Mantendo before, but it seems that he was blown up to death......"

it, it's really agave?!

In this way, Takura Itakura does have a relationship with the black organization, which can be a real hammer!

As for what exactly is the relationship between them, then the only way to find Itakura Takura himself is to ask clearly!

Conan thought in his heart, narrowed his eyes slightly, and Uncle Maori pinched his chin again and said, "...... Speaking of which, the man had already been blown up, so it was definitely not him......!

Uncle Maori suddenly opened his mind: "...... There's a huge organization behind that person, and it's possible to kidnap Mr. Itakura?"