At 12:15 noon, the dark clouds dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and more and more pedestrians appeared on the street.
The windows of the Maori Detective Agency were closed and the room was dark. It was estimated that the production crew had not returned to Tokyo yet. Even if a big case had occurred, they could not delay the recording of the program.
There was a black car parked across the street. Sakaki Makoto recognized it at a glance as the car he had borrowed from the Metropolitan Police Department. Seeing that there was no one in the car, Sakaki Makoto's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
He quickly ran up to the third floor, opened the door and saw...
Conan sat on the sofa in the living room, swinging his little feet, drinking tea and watching TV programs comfortably. Kidd sat opposite him, holding the phone and yelling anxiously, apparently trying to contact purchasing channels.
No matter how good a chef is, you still have to provide him with raw materials. Without skin-like silicone, Kaito Kidd's disguise skills would be useless. He naturally wouldn't just sit there and wait for death.
"You're back."
Miss Miyano, holding a wooden spatula and wearing a pink apron, popped her head out of the kitchen and winked at her boyfriend:
"That's right, we're out of soy sauce at home, go out and buy some."
“Oh, oh…”
Sakaki turned around subconsciously, but suddenly recovered and grabbed his girlfriend's shoulders, shaking her and asking:
"No, no, how could you let Conan into the house! This kid is too evil!"
"It's okay. It's not like he hasn't been to our house before. There's nothing to be afraid of. Go buy some soy sauce. I'll make you some braised pork for lunch today."
Miss Miyano retracted her head, and soon the sound of a kitchen knife and a chopping board clashing against each other was heard from the kitchen.
The convenience store wasn't far away, just a few hundred meters downstairs. With Sakaki Makoto's walking speed, it would take him at most 10 minutes to go back and forth. He looked at the living room, then the kitchen, and hesitated for a while...
He stamped his feet, turned around, rushed out the door, and went to buy soy sauce.
Kogoro Mouri and his daughter haven't returned home yet. If even he doesn't care about Conan, Conan can only run to find Professor Agasa or eat instant noodles.
After buying soy sauce at the convenience store, on the way home, a taxi passed Sakaki Makoto and stopped directly downstairs of the office.
The car door opened and two figures, one tall and one short, jumped out.
"Nah, Heiji, I didn't expect Mr. Sakaki Makoto and Xiaolan's family live so close!"
"Idiot, it's broad daylight, don't pull and tug, it will be embarrassing if someone sees us!"
"What's the matter? It won't hurt to touch it..."
It's numb.
Holding a plastic bag, Makoto Sakaki stood on the sidewalk and sighed.
The Kanto and Kansai Death Gods have all gathered. It seems that this is his fate and he can't avoid it...
Hattori Heiji had been to his house before and knew the exact house number. Sakaki Makoto watched him and Toyama Kazuha walk into the corridor, and the voice-controlled sensor lights in the corridor lit up.
1st floor...2nd floor...3rd floor...
"well."
Completely resigned to his fate, Sakaki Makoto gave up struggling and followed in dejected manner.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a very heated discussion coming from the living room. It was a bit inappropriate. The main source of the voice was Hattori Heiji. He was questioning Conan why he didn't inform him about the case, saying that doing so would destroy the relationship between compatriots in Kansai and Kanto!
Conan was too lazy to argue with him. His little eyes kept glancing towards the entrance, looking for Sakaki Makoto. He was still waiting to ask about the Black Organization's plan!
"Hey, why are you so slow!"
A light flashed in his little eyes, Conan pushed the black chicken away, jumped off the sofa, and rushed to Sakaki Makoto in Kagura's running posture, snatching the plastic bag, thinking that there was a treasure inside, but he didn't expect...
"You seem quite relaxed. You even stopped by the convenience store to buy soy sauce and ice cream after coming back?"
It is better to have less trouble than more. Sakaki Makoto did not explain that he had actually come back once before. He chose...
Give Conan a crisp head bang.
Bang!
"Go, put the ice cream in the refrigerator. I want to eat chocolate flavor."
"Hey, are you kidding me?"
Conan covered his forehead with one hand and bared his teeth:
"This is your home, we are guests, how can we order guests to do things?"
"Even if you're a guest, you're an uninvited guest... If you want to hear the plan, go now!"
"Let's go..."
"Plan" is a very mysterious word. Fishing experts use it to catch a rare species - the dwarf frog. This frog creature only appears in schools and crime scenes and is very rare. But as long as you say the words "Black Organization" and "Plan", it will pop out from the corner, staring at you with its big, curious eyes.
Similarly, when you play the 'Plan' card, you can summon and order Conan to do anything that does not violate morality and ethics.
After changing into home slippers, Sakaki Makoto comfortably occupied the most spacious single sofa, crossed his legs, grabbed the remote control, and changed the channel while commanding:
"Hey, Kidd...I'm on the phone, Black Chicken, pour me a cup of hot tea."
Osaka Kuroiji is also a little master at home. When he went to the police station, others poured tea for him. How could he pour tea for others?
Before he could get mad, he heard Sakaki Makoto add:
"I brought the news back. Is it okay for me to drink your cup of tea?"
"... Oolong, Pu'er or Tieguanyin?"
"I only have Oolong at home."
Osaka Black Chicken stood up, took out a tea bag from the cupboard, filled it with hot water, and placed the cup on the table:
"Can you tell me now?"
Conan also came back holding an ice cream cone. He tore open the wrapping paper attentively and handed the cold black-brown ice cream cone to Makoto Sakaki's mouth:
"That's right, tell me quickly, what urgent mission does the Black Organization have?"
"Since you are all so curious..."
Sakaki Makoto took a bite of the ice cream and stopped talking. He felt that if he didn't say anything, he might face the double revenge of Kuroji and Conan:
"This time, the Black Organization issued two missions. The first one is to encircle and kill the seriously injured Akai Shuichi while he is still ill."
Kurokaki and Conan nodded. They had expected that Akai Shuichi was so seriously injured that he had to go to the hospital. This was also a perfect opportunity for the Black Organization to take action. Although Tokyo is big, there are only a few hospitals. If they investigate one by one, they will always find clues.
"The second mission is to stop Domon Yasuhiro from running for parliament. If necessary, you can assassinate him."
"Why not just assassinate him?"
After contacting the supplier, Kidd sat down, picked up the teacup in front of Sakaki Makoto and took a sip. When he found that Sakaki Makoto was staring at him, he asked in confusion:
"Why are you looking at me? You ate ice cream and drank hot tea. One is cold and the other is hot. What's wrong with you, you little prince of anorectal surgery?"
"Can't I just let it cool down before drinking it?"
"Why don't you just ask Hattori to make you a cup later? Don't be so petty!"
"Yes, let me continue."
Osaka Kurokichi looked left and right and found that Sakaki Makoto, Kid, and Conan all had calm faces, and there didn't seem to be anything strange, which made him doubt his life for a moment.
Could it be...
Is he the one with the problem?
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