Chapter 2850 2854 [Gin's Day]

Conan worked hard to study the psychology and career of Qinjiu, but he had nothing to find.

"Forget it, no matter what, since no one is looking for it yet, even if it is over." With a bit of anxiety and embarrassment, Conan temporarily unveiled the terrible experience of tonight.

He found an excuse to enter the study, intending to take out the diary disk of Shikangzhuo, and then study it again to see what hidden information.

However, I reached out and touched the bookshelf for a long time, and I couldn't touch anything.

"?" Conan looked at his empty hand, and then light up the back of the cabinet with the flash electricity, and a question mark was slowly emerged on the top of his head.

After a while, he hurried back to the living room: "Dr., did you take that disk away?"

Dr. Aya stunned: "No, aren't we out of the door together? Why, that disk is gone?"

Conan nodded and looked at Mihara again.

Aihara Aoret, "I haven't seen any disks."

Conan thinks that it is right, and Aihara Ai does not need to take that kind of thing. But if so, where did the diary go?

Suddenly, what he remembered: "Is it Jiang Xia ..."

"Put away your thoughts." Aihara interrupted him dissatisfied. "Jiang Xia didn't even enter the door. He has been in Mr. Yaka's car. Do you actually suspect that he steals your things?"

"Huh?" When Conan heard it, he suddenly had a new doubt, "Is it Ogi Ya?"

Aiharai Ai: "..." Jiang Xia was all in the car, and of course, the driving of the driving was also there. Kudo doubted that people came, and it was really unreasonable.

"By the way." The investigation of the investigation was not in a hurry, because it was useless, so Conan quickly remembered another harvest.

"I remember when in the station, Vodka once said‘ Is Bancang Zhuo crazy? This is completely different from the personality written on the archives. What is the waste of the agave? ”

Conan asked Aiharai Ai: "Have you heard of the name of the aquama?"

Aiharai glanced at him and shook his head.

Conan sighed: "Unfortunately, this person has been killed at the Paradise Conference, otherwise if he finds him, you may not be able to ask more news from the software."

Grayhara was silent: "I just walked on the death line, and do you want to investigate the organization again?"

Conan Boxing: "I must be more careful this time!"

Gray Yuan Ai: "..."

Forget it, I didn't save it.

She shook her head and sighed, turned away, and planned to find a chance to slip to the next door. It was just like Conan and Dr. Aya just discussed it. However, she talked about the content and knew that there were some secrets of the organization in the disk.

If it disappears suddenly, it is really because of Jiang Xia's treatment, but it is a good thing.

Nympho

The chaotic night finally passed, and all parties had their own destination.

As the sky is getting brighter, a news that is forcibly covering up by the hotel is dug out by the Tokyo reporters who have been in the battle and reported in all aspects.

"Yesterday evening, Mihua Hotel was shocked. The deceased was a well -known CG designer, 45 years old, according to police investigation ..."

In a stronghold of the organization.

While listening to the news, the piano slides the mouse and looks at the files on the screen.

——This was copied from the disk given by Wuzo. It can be found out that the text inside is the diary written by Bancang Zhuo over the past 5 years.

Full screens are trivial thoughts and complaints about work and customers. Qin Jiu frowned and looked at these, and he wanted to exit, but when he remembered Jiang Xia's words, he was still patient and looked at it a few more times.

Without a waste of time, Qinjiu directly dragged the progress bar to two years ago -this is the first time that the organization came into contact with Bancang Zhuo.

After sliding two pages, Qinjiu suddenly realized the problem.

He remembered the regular format at the beginning of the diary, and looked at the endless page that made people frown at this time.

Soon, as the mouse was dragged, a line of white fonts were selected. Against the blue background, the hidden diary emerged in front of the piano wine.

"The waste of the agave, go to Bancang Zhuo's house every day, wandering up. The intimidation report was written like a look, but he didn't find something such an important thing such a diary."

Qinjiu remembered the "accidental death" of the agave, and Jiang Xia, who broke the case for him after his death, hummed: "The death is not wrong."

However, he found out that what happened today may have laid a foreshadowing as long as he died.

If you remember correctly, it was precisely because of the dying incident that he died in the linked linked. He moved Jiang Xia to become a formal member.

Thinking of this matter, when recalling the dead agave, this stupid Kansai people seemed to have become a little bit pleasing to the eye: at the beginning of the dying of the agave, it provided Jiang Xia with a stage for showing himself and promotion. Today, Jiangxia, who has become Wuzuo, reportedly reported to Li, and helped the agave to sweep the tail of the basket.

Tingling is new, the organization does flourish in a better direction.

While thinking well, Qinjiu continued to look down.

Looking at it, a "queen -like mysterious woman" and a long series of English she said jumped into the eye.

Qinjiu: "..."

Needless to guess, who is the "Queen" who leaked around in the diary, and there is already an answer in his heart.

"Vermouth, this woman, still talks so much nonsense." He sneered and decided to send the report of Tequila's death and his miserable end without a complete body to Vermouth, so that she could reflect on it:

"Fortunately, this guy was talking in a mysterious way. Not only did Itakura Taku not understand, but other people who saw the diary would not understand either."

After patiently turning the diary to the end and confirming that not too much fatal information was exposed, Gin closed the interface with satisfaction.

He sent the file to the organization's programmers - the software left by Itakura Taku was a semi-finished product and could not be used at all. As a genius programmer, most of his life was accompanied by code. In this diary, Itakura Taku also left some ideas about the software.

I hope this disk can allow the organization's programmers to develop the software as soon as possible.

After reading the diary, asking the jewel thief about the whereabouts of the stolen goods, and making the robber who knew too much shut up completely, Gin was about to check the watch, but when he looked up, he found that it was already dawn.

"..."

Forget it, since the night is over, let's start a new day of work. I'll talk about catching up on sleep later.

A member of the organization stood up and stepped back into his busy schedule.