Chapter 988 Denmark Tourism Reminds You

Conan rambled on for a full five or six minutes. When he finally stopped, Xinfan asked considerately: "Are you done?"

"That's it."

"Then I hang up the phone..."

Conan was confused: "Wait! Do you realize how serious the problem is?"

Realizing it is just like "Detective Conan" is about to end, what a big deal!

"I realize it." Nobuhiro leaned casually in the car seat, his eyes falling on the ever-changing street scene outside the window, looking too leisurely, "But as you said, I am abroad now, so I can't be of much help. The best way is not to cause you any trouble, right?"

"Okay, that seems right." Conan nodded, "I called just to remind you."

"That's it, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first." After saying that, Nobuhiro hung up the phone without giving Conan any further opportunity to explain.

Rai followed up with interested eyes: "Has your subordinate offended Gin?"

"That's right." Nobuhiro responded absently, and then entered a series of numbers into his phone.

No matter what kind of reaction he showed in front of Conan, in his heart, Nobuhiro was worried about the crisis Conan encountered. And Mezcal can do much more than Asano Nobushige, the manager of Lufeng Music Classroom.

At this time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning in Japan.

Gin is nearly two meters tall and has a strong build, with muscles on his arms, legs and stomach. However, when the phone rang, Gin woke up from an 80×200cm bed.

He turned over and almost fell to the ground. Gin simply sat up.

People who have been walking on the edge of a knife and a sea of ​​​​fire all year round will always have worse sleep quality than normal people, and Gin is no exception. It's just that he has a cold personality and has always been clear-headed and rational, and he won't lose his temper just because of a work phone call late at night.

——However, all these rationalities ended at the moment when he saw the number.

Mezcal?

Didn’t he go to Sweden to deal with the hornet’s nest he had stung? Didn’t he even know how to calculate the time difference when making phone calls at night? Is this person sick? !

Several questions in a row made Gin's face become even more ugly, and it was already so dark that he could drip ink.

He picked up the phone and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

If they were not in the real world, but in comics or anime, readers would definitely be able to clearly see a clump of ice slowly growing from Nobushige's receiver.

"I heard that you were bugged today?" Nobushige was used to someone turning on the air conditioner from time to time. The mature and professional undercover agent still looked normal when faced with Gin's air conditioner that "froze ordinary people to death and scared Miyano Shiho to death."

Gin frowned: "Did your people do it? Frank or Pinolor?"

Um?

Nobuhiro raised his eyebrows slightly.

Gin's first reaction was not Edogawa Conan? It stands to reason that Asano Nobushige and Edogawa Conan are also acquaintances. Since he called to ask, Gin can naturally associate it with their relationship. Why is it that the people he questioned were all members of the organization?

"No, I don't have that much time to eavesdrop on you." Nobuhiro sneered, "Do you have anything worth my time to investigate? I just heard about vodka today, and I'm a little curious."

Gin has already mastered how to cooperate with Mezcal without being tricked - don't believe his lies. So he didn't believe a word of what Mezcal said.

On the contrary, the more Mescal denied it, the more Gin became certain that the person who dared to put a bug on him during the day must have been sent by Mescal. Ordinary members of the organization really don't have the guts, so it's only normal that someone is covering them up.

Are you cooperating with him while remaining vigilant and plotting against him?

Huh, this is really something mezcal can do!

Nobuhiro stared at the cell phone that was hung up mercilessly, with a confused look on his face.

What's wrong, what's wrong, he hasn't said anything yet? Why did Gin figure it out on his own?

However, this is a good thing, at least Conan doesn't need to worry.

It's just that Nobushige couldn't tell Conan anything he investigated through his own mouth. After all, he was just an ordinary agent, so Conan was destined to be like that headless fly and worry for a while.

However, at this moment, thousands of meters away in Tokyo, Japan, Conan and Asano Nobushige were staring at their mobile phones in the same posture.

In the 21st century with the rapid development of telecommunications, in order to improve the user experience, when making a call, the location of the mobile phone number is usually displayed around it.

This is especially true for cross-border roaming calls, but the address of Asano Nobushige displayed on the screen of Conan's mobile phone is "unknown".

This is a bit strange, but it doesn't rule out the possibility of a bug.

What really concerned Conan was the ring tone before Mr. Asano picked up the phone. The content of the ringtone was not music, but a female voice, speaking a language that Conan could not understand - but he was very sure that it was not French.

When encountering this kind of professional problem, the first thing Conan thought of was Dr. Ali.

Just after dawn, Conan called Dr. Ali: "Dr. Ali, please help me find out what 'Tohes Khan Mina Daang' means."

"Is this a foreign language?" Dr. Ali was confused.

"It should be, maybe the language of a country in Europe." Conan guessed, "It sounds a bit like English to me, but it shouldn't be a more common language like English, French, and German."

Conan only remembers the pronunciation, and Japanese English pronunciation itself is weird. Dr. Ali followed his prompts and searched on the computer for a long time, but could not find a matching language.

At this moment, a crisp female voice came in: "It's Danish, and it roughly means 'the tourism bureau reminds you'."

Conan looked shocked: "Haihara Ai? Why are you at the doctor's house?"

"Dr. A Li asked me to help monitor the experimental data." Haihara Ai, wearing a white coat, stood beside Dr. A Li with an expressionless face.

"Didn't Mr. Asano tell you that it's best not to go out recently?" Conan was so anxious that he almost got angry. "Forget it, since you are already at the doctor's place, don't run around. Keep the doors and windows closed tightly. No matter who knocks on the door, you must pretend It’s like no one is at home.”

Hui Yuan Ai was surprised: "What's wrong?"

"I can't explain it at the moment, but it's very likely that Gin has already suspected me."

After listening to Conan's words, Haihara Ai was not very scared, but asked him calmly: "Where is my brother? Have you called him?"

"Well, I just beat him. I told him not to come back. But he didn't seem to care much about what I said."

Hearing this, Haiyuan Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "Based on my understanding of Gin, he doesn't have that much time to spend on children, so you don't need to be so nervous."

Since his brother is not worried, it means that the matter is not as serious as Conan imagined.

Additional update at 6pm