"Wait a minute, Conan!" Shaking her arms and chasing for dozens of meters, Ayumi finally caught up with Conan's pace, "What ...... is the counterfeit you just said?"

"Shh Raising his hand to signal them to silence, Conan stuck to the corner of the wall, poked his head out to look at the man's thin and tall back, and explained in a low voice: "He used thousand-dollar bills to buy low-priced cigarettes in the store, just so that the clerk could give him change, otherwise wouldn't it be more convenient to use the vending machine at the door?" The money in his hand can fool the eyes of humans, but not machines. ”

"But what does this have to do with the disappearance?" Yuan Tai scratched his head blankly.

"It matters, do you remember the paintings you saw in the missing man's room?"

"Natsume Soseki." The belated Gray Yuan Ai approached a few people and took Conan's words, "There is a portrait of Natsume Soseki in his room. ”

"Ah, yes, the portrait on the thousand-dollar bill is Natsume Soseki, that's right." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya suddenly realized.

"That's right, it's possible that someone took a fancy to his talent for painting and took him away to force him to make counterfeit banknotes." Conan bowed his head very firmly, "Doing this kind of business, it's all black clothes, maybe they will change my body...... Not! ”

Gray Yuan took a step forward and slapped Conan on the mouth mercilessly, slapping him with a deep expression and slamming his face into the wall next to him.

"Hiss......" came back to his senses from his thoughts, and he was about to protest when he received the death gaze of Gray Yuan's mourning, and honestly stopped his mouth.

Gray Plains silently rolled his eyes.

This guy who doesn't have a little bit of a door on his lips almost talks nonsense in front of the children......

You say he's stupid, his brain spins really fast, you say he's smart, his brain spins so fast that he doesn't realize that he shouldn't say it, that's ......

Conan touched his face, which was poked by the rough material of the wall, and looked at the three classmates with strange expressions.

A group of ordinary elementary school students are still here, and they really can't be involved in such a dangerous thing.

But I had just blurted out that I had told them about the thousand-dollar bill, and it was not so easy to get rid of it.

Conan rolled his eyes and reached for the transmitter on the button on his chest.

It's better to stick this on the man first, he will find a way to get rid of a few children first, and then find the man......

Seeing his eyes rolling around, looking like he was thinking of a ghost idea, Gray Yuan Wai shook his head and touched the mobile phone in his pocket before calming down a little.

Since Tang Ze will be coming over soon, the problem should be solved......

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Tang Ze, who was running around in the other world with Hoshikawa Teru in the form of Akechi Goro, heard the ringing of his mobile phone, took out his mobile phone for a glance, and raised his eyebrows interestingly.

"Oh, this classmate, has you finally stopped fighting alone?" Tang Ze pulled the corners of his mouth.

It may be that the previous two experiences slightly changed Conan's mind, or it may be that after the appearance of Gray Plains, Conan had a sense of crisis that the organization was really difficult to deal with, and this time, although the news is still uncertain, he has already taken the initiative to send an email.

[While investigating a disappearance, I came into contact with a group suspected of being associated with the organization.

They are supposed to have taken the missing person hostage and forced them to help them counterfeit the banknotes, and I suspect they have some connection to the organization.

Are you going to check out Joker? I'll tell you exactly where it is. 】

Reacted to more than one person on the other side, Conan didn't want to go to the meeting alone.

Even though his body was galloping rapidly, Tang Ze's reply was also very fast.

[Why do you think so?]

The organization does have ties to some gangs and violent gangs, but they are all hidden and not so easy to find.

Tell me why you doubt them. 】

Being able to reply to his emails in a timely manner seems to be available at this time.

Conan perked up his spirits and walked towards the subway turnstile, moving his thin fingers quickly.

[Relatives of the missing person describe that he may have been taken by a group of men and women dressed in black.] 】

Conan was actually somewhat sure when he described it.

Black clothes, large-scale counterfeiting of currency, and the ability to threaten violence...... It's not like a bunch of ordinary criminals.

【…… Is that the reason? 】

Tang Ze closed his eyes and began to despair at asking himself seriously.

Although in the original work, Conan is this brain circuit, but at a glance when he answered without hesitation, he still lost his breath a little and had to readjust his movements to maintain his breathing rate.

[What if it is not?] 】

Conan rightly typed down the rhetorical question.

He is not like Gray Plains, he has a very sensitive sense of the organization, and his main way to find people is luck, and then rely on Meng's ...... But didn't he also get a lot of information?

The defector members who voluntarily defected to him all live at Dr. Asasa's house, right next door to Joker!

[Is there a possibility that black is a very common color to wear?

Use this as a reason for suspicion, and you will look like a terrorist on the street in the future. 】

Tang Ze chose to use a tactful method to answer his overly hypothetical reason.

If terrorists could be so easily distinguished, the organization would not have to be feared.

[Hey, the information that they love to wear black clothes was given to me by you!] 】

Reading it carefully, he always thought that Joker's words were not very friendly, and Conan quickly protested.

Without the last words left to him by Akemi Miyano, the black clothes were completely transferred to Karasawa to inform Conan through the mouth of Joker.

Now joker taunts him again for being sensitive when he sees black clothes?

[They love to wear black clothes, and they are the ones who love to wear black clothes, these are two meanings, right?

Don't blame your nervousness on me. 】

Tang Ze flicked the hook lock, jumped through the gap between the buildings, fell to the roof opposite, and landed unscathed.

Hoshikawa Hui was dragged by his arm, he had already given up struggling and, resigned himself to following his unreliable regiment leader, and ran until he was out of breath.

"You run slower—" Jumping over an obstacle again, he shouted at Don Ze, who was looking down at his phone.

"Hey......" Tang Ze lowered his mobile phone, concentrated on the road, cast a sympathetic look at the breathless Hoshikawa Hui, and began to say mercilessly, "I won't show up with you for a while, give you a few more tasks, play well, Xingchuan." ”

Xingchuan Hui, who was tired and half dead, wanted to close his eyes and put it directly, but looking at Tang Ze's expression, he had to reluctantly take over: "What are you going to do?" ”

Signaling the last email exchange record in his hand to Hoshikawa Hui, Tang Ze said half-sympathetic, half-gloating: "No way, I have to run this time." ”

There are only two or three short lines of text on the screen.

[I've been talking about it for a long time, so you can't come, Joker?]

Maybe it's really related to the organization, even if my idea is just a guess, but, what if, ......?

Even if you guess wrong, at least you can save a victim who has been controlled by a criminal gang, right? 】

[Okay, I understand, come, this is ......]

It was so sleepy that I felt my brain fluttering outward......

Sleep for a while, get up in the middle of the night and continue to [close your eyes]

(End of chapter)