Four thirty in the afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.
In front of the desk, under Xiaolan's "supervision", Uncle Maori had tidied up and was sitting upright on a chair, pretending to read the newspaper. Xiaolan was wiping the bookcase with a rag, and Conan was sitting on the desk. On the sofa, pretending to write homework.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Xiaolan, who was busy, quickly shouted "here", then walked to the door, opened the door, and saw three men standing at the door. One of them took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Miss, may I ask Maoli Is Mr. here? We just called..."
"Of course I'm here, please come in." Xiaolan turned slightly sideways, made a "please" gesture, and then said to Uncle Maori at the desk, "Dad, the guests who called before to make an appointment have arrived."
"Well, I understand."
Once Uncle Mouri became serious, he was a little more serious. He stood up, walked directly to the three people and said: "Hello, I, I, Kogoro Mouri, I understand the purpose of your visit. Please sit on the sofa. Let’s talk slowly…Xiaolan, please prepare some drinks!”
"Okay, dad!" Xiaolan nodded in response.
The three men and Uncle Maori were polite and sat on the sofa together. Xiaolan also brought drinks. Conan put away his books and lay aside to listen boredly, glancing at the door, ready to look for opportunities at any time. Get away.
Uncle Maori greeted them with a few polite words and quickly figured out their identity and purpose of their visit——
The three of them, named Subekuru, Naito Sadhei, and Soma Ryusuke, belong to three game companies. Each of them unknowingly commissioned the same game software designer to design game software for Go, chess, and chess. As a result, now The game software designer went missing.
Seeing that the delivery time was approaching, in order to find the designer, they came to Uncle Maori to help find someone!
After Uncle Maoli sorted out the situation in his mind, he asked: "So, you are all from the game company. The person you are looking for now is a game software designer. He disappeared a week ago. Right?"
"That's right! When the deadline for the game software he designed is about to expire, this guy will play the trick of disappearing..."
"Because he has been in this situation many times before, so it should be the same this time!"
"Yes! When he disappeared last time, we asked the police for help, but we got scolded. So this time we discussed it and came to you for help..."
"..."
The three men talked "Bala, bala", and then one man took out a photo from his pocket, handed it to Uncle Maori and said: "Look, this is the photo of the game software designer... "
Uncle Maoli took the photo, said "Huh" and frowned: "...This person looks quite familiar..."
After Uncle Maori finished speaking, a man immediately spoke: "... It's not surprising that you think he looks familiar. After all, Mr. Itakura Taku is famous in the CG world, but he gave up later because his eyesight was getting worse and worse. CG, specializing in games..."
Hearing the name "Taku Itakura", Conan, who was originally absent-minded, shrank his pupils, then snatched the photo from Uncle Mouri's hand and said, "Let me see!"
Damn it! This person is really Taku Itakura!
Judging from the clues he has now, there is definitely some involvement between Taku Itakura and the organization. Now that Taku Itakura is missing, could it be that he was really...
Conan was thinking in his mind, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and then he asked urgently: "...How did you know that he was missing? Also, did he come into contact with any strange people before he disappeared?"
When Conan finished speaking, the three men were slightly startled. Uncle Maori said "uh", and then punched Conan's head with a "duang" fist: "Kid, don't make trouble, get out of my way." !~"
Damn it! Uncle Maori, why are you trying to hit me on the head again? My poor brain...
The corner of Conan's mouth twitched twice, and then he moved to the side with a big bag on his forehead. Uncle Maori smiled and apologized to the three men: "I'm sorry, this little devil is so naughty... But speaking of which, how did you know that Mr. Itakura was missing?"
"That's what he told us in an email himself!" Naito Dinghei replied immediately, then took out a laptop from his bag, opened it and placed it in front of Uncle Maori and said, "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 quickly looked at the laptop screen and saw a video displayed on it.
The scene in the video should be a guest room in a certain hotel. Itakura Taku is sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, and there are Go, chess, and chess next to him. He said casually, "I've been very tired recently, so I'm looking for a place to take a vacation." Something like that.
Uncle Maoli watched the video carefully, and then said "Hmm": "...This place is a hotel, right? You said he is a very famous designer... Then he must have been kidnapped by someone. A hotel, design software for them?"
"Uh... this shouldn't be possible, right?" Naito Sadei smiled with narrowed eyes and an uncertain tone, while Souma Ryusuke reached out and pinched his chin and said:
"Well... this is not impossible! I remember that when I went to Mr. Itakura's company once before, I saw a burly man wearing black clothes and speaking with a Kansai accent coming out of Mr. Itakura's office. He walked out and said, 'If you don't know how to appreciate promotion and don't work for us, then don't blame me for being unscrupulous'..."
Wearing black? Do you speak Kansai accent?
Listening to this description, Conan filtered the known information in his mind, and a figure emerged in his mind——
By the way, is this guy talking about... tequila? !
Conan's brows jumped, and then Ryusuke Soma turned to look at Naito Dahei and Subekuru: "You should also know that person, right? He also appeared at the Mantian game conference before, but he seemed to have been killed by a bomb. Already..."
Damn it! Really agave? !
In this way, Taku Itakura is indeed related to the black organization, which can be confirmed!
As for what the relationship is between them, the only way is to find Taku Itakura himself and ask clearly!
Conan thought in his mind and narrowed his eyes slightly. Uncle Maori pinched his chin again and said: "... Speaking of which, that person has been killed by the bomb, so it is definitely not him! Could it be that..."
Uncle Maori suddenly had an idea: "...There is a huge organization behind that person. Could it be that Mr. Itakura was kidnapped?"
