Chapter 1889: Vodka: smoked sauce and smoked sauce, the best in the world! ~

"What? The commission of the cleaning laboratory, are you picking up online?"
In the office on the second floor, Conan listened to the words of 麻木久仁子, and frowned. The numb Jiurenzi nodded: "Yes, because it was the first network commission, so I remember very clearly..."
"... Also, although our company has undertaken a lot of cleaning commissions, the commissioning of this professional laboratory is the first time. In addition, the client is still very strange, when we are cleaning, we are still worried about our destruction. The things in the lab room require the cleaning staff to wear the camera for shooting, and then put the video tape into the coin-operated locker in the Mihua Park... Really, if he is really worried, he can slowly clean it up. Well!"
Wearing a camera for shooting?
The purpose of that guy, I am afraid I want to use the videos to understand the situation in the lab?
But why is that guy so troublesome? It’s okay to look into the lab yourself, do you have to do more, and look for someone to clean the company?
Conan’s heart groaned, and after thinking about it, he asked:
Miss numb, can I go into the background of your website and check the specific information of the commission?

"Oh... I can see you, but the website has always been the director of Fujii, and only he knows the operating password in the background. Now that Fujii’s director has passed away, I can’t do anything about it..."
麻木久仁子 apologetically explained that Conan was "awkward" and asked in amazement: "Don't anyone know the operating password?"
"Oh... I think, the cousin of Fujii’s director, Mr. Bancang Zhuo may know that this is the website he made after all." Ma Mu Jiuren thought about it, reaching out and gently licking his chin, Conan quickly asked. :
"That... Where is Mr. Bancang Zhuo? Do you have his contact information?"
Listening to Conan's words, numb Jiu Renzi stunned, and then blinked and smiled: "I have Mr. Bancang's phone, but my phone book seems to have been in my car, not brought to me... Yes, Conan, your curiosity is really heavy, I want to know everything..."
"Hey... is it?" Conan grinned and scratched his head, then sold Meng. "There is someone who wants to know! So Miss Mumm, can you take it later?"
"Well, I really can't take you!" Ma Mujiu Renzi smiled helplessly, then raised his hand and looked at the watch. "Sorry, Conan, there is something in the company, I have to deal with it, you are After drinking the drink here, go downstairs yourself! Um... you can’t be naughty here, or your sister will be angry!

"Okay, Miss numb!"
Conan smiled and nodded. After watching the numbness, he left his brow and thought about it.
In other words, Conan can be sure that the people who organize the company should use the people who clean the company to understand the situation in the gray laboratory! Although the background of this cleaning company may not have any useful information, but may be able to find the ip address of the person entrusted!
If the person entrusted to the website is to log in to the website within a certain position of the organization, then he can use this ip address to find the nest of the organization...
Conan pondered in his heart, and after a while he slammed his and whispered softly: "Forget it, don't want to do this now... Now the imperative is to break this murder first! But in Fujii When Mr. was killed, the president of Zhongshan stayed in the office. How did he push the piece of iron in the office and kill Mr. Fujii? There is a surveillance camera here, but the surveillance camera looks like a fundamental I can't see the inside of the alley..."
Conan thought in his mind, and his eyes looked at the surveillance screen. I saw that the surveillance camera just turned to the cleaning company. Shiratori Saburo walked out of the building with a dejected Zhongshan Xiuzheng, followed by Shu Yunwen, Sakamoto Sumi, and Shimizu. Ghost them.
Seeing this scene, Conan was a glimpse, followed by a "snap", twitching at the corner of his mouth.
What the hell! What is this ghost situation?
How did Shu Yunwen get together with Zhongshan Xiu?
In other words, Shu Yunwen has already identified Zhongshan Xiuzheng as the murderer, and he bet with him to see who first found the evidence...
Now that Shu Yunwen has found the Zhongshan Xiu Zheng and handed the Zhongshan Xiu Zheng to the White Bird police officer, isn’t that Shu Yunwen’s guy has found an ironclad case to solve the case?
Mommy! Is that guy so powerful?
You know, he doesn't even understand the modus operandi of Nakayama Hideki... Is the gap between them so big?
And the most important thing is... if he loses, then he has to wear women's clothes!
Conan remembered the shame of wearing a women's dress before, and began to doubt his life with a sad face. After biting his teeth, he ran out of the office of Zhongshan Xiuxun and ran downstairs.
He is now eager to know what evidence Xu Yunwen found in the guy!
If he finds a loophole, he will not hesitate to question it! after all……
...he really doesn't want to wear women's clothes!
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Mihuamachi, a stronghold bar at the black stronghold.
Because it was the afternoon, there were not many people in the bar. The gin was sitting in a corner of the corner, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shaking his glass gently in his hand, and sipping it from time to time.
Suddenly, the door of the bar opened with a bang, and then I saw a "??" on the left face of Volt, a "smoke" on the right, and a "world's best" head on the head. With a light stick in his hand, he walked in. After sweeping his eyes, he ran to the front of the gin. "Big brother, hello, what do you ask me to come over?"
Vodka fell, the ginqin looked at the vodka, the singularity of the singer, the mouth twitched two times and then the head of the black line, the expression was somewhat broken and asked: "Vodka, what are you doing?"
"What? Of course, I am going to participate in the handshake of Miss Kusano!" Vodka said, wielding the light stick inside her hand and shouting the slogan loudly. "Smoked sauce, the best in the world, Europe." Yay!"
Vodka shouted the slogan, and then looked forward to looking at the martial arts road: "Big brother, the handshake of the smoked sauce will start at five o'clock this afternoon, do you want to go together?"
Vodka’s words fell, and the gin was
squeaky
and almost didn’t vomit blood.
Mommy! God special "smoked sauce, the world's best", do you want to be so cute?
Have you forgotten that you are a elite backbone of criminal organizations!
Let me go with you too... Do you believe that I will put your brain into a dog's brain now? !