Chapter 1951: What is the ghost of the guy in the board? (2/3)

In the evening, time is near twelve o'clock, Tokyo City, Mihuamachi.
In the courtyard of Shu Yunwen's villa, accompanied by the sound of the propeller, a helicopter descended vertically from the heavy snow to the ground, and then the helicopter door opened. A Fukuda Akira of the formal suit jumped from the helicopter and was preparing to When the villa entrance went, only the porch door "嘎吱" opened and Shu Yunwen came out from the villa.
Seeing Shu Yunwen, Futian Mingzhi's eyes were bright, and then he respectfully followed Shu Yunwen's courtesy: "Yong Wen adults, hello. Let you wait!"
"Mr. Futian, hello." Shu Yunwen stared at the wind of the helicopter and walked quickly to the front of the helicopter. He smiled and said, "I am embarrassed. I am still bothering you in the middle of the night..."
"Where, it is our pleasure to serve Yunwen adults." Futian Mingzhi helped him slightly, and then reached out to the inside of the cabin. "Yunwen adults, the wind outside is too big, let’s talk about advanced helicopters. !"
"Ok."
Because of the rotation of the propeller, the wind outside the helicopter is really big, and it is really noisy! ~
Shu Yunwen nodded and went to the helicopter with Futian Mingzhi, and a younger brother immediately closed the hatch.
After Shu Yunwen and Futian Mingzhi helped to simply put a few words, Futian Mingzhi helped to ask: "Yunwen adults, are we going to leave now?"
"Oh... of course, the sooner the better!" Shu Yunwen raised his hand and looked at his watch. "...I have someone who knows there and has some troubles. I have to help me in the past..."
"Yes? I understand." Futian Mingzhi nodded and then told the pilot to take off directly before turning to look at Shu Yunwen. "Yong Wen, this is the top pilot hired by our Sumiyoshi, formerly the Self-Defense Force. The pilot of the fighter plane has a lot of flying experience. Although there are some snowstorms today, but for up to half an hour, we can reach the place you said..."
After the words of Fukuda Mingzhi, the tone paused, and then asked: "Yes, Yunwen adults. What troubles do you have with your friends, do we need to help us?"
"Oh... you might not be able to help." Shu Yunwen waved his hand and then said, "...these people met the snow woman."
"Ah? Snow girl?!"
Hearing the word "Snow Girl", Futian Mingzhi’s body was shocked and he was shocked.
Snow Maiden, that is a powerful banshee who can freeze people into ice in folklore!
Yun Yun adults go there now, is it necessary to get rid of the snow girl?
Fukuda Akira's help fell into reverie. At the same time, in the villa of Shu Yunwen's house, Luoli, who was already sleeping, was awakened by the sound of the helicopter. After blinking his eyes, he stumbled from the bed and grabbed it. The same fascinating fantasy fox, yawning: "Really, how loud in the middle of the night..."
Luoli mourned, and walked over to the balcony with the illusionous fox. He happened to see the helicopter take off slowly and flew toward the distance. He couldn’t help but grin and whispered: "...It turned out to be a helicopter... Hey, this helicopter Was it called by the spirits? What kind of ghost is he doing?"
"... um, forget it, no matter who he is..."
Luoli mourned that the sleeping insects were prosperous, and they returned to the bed again, smearing their own Mole Star pajamas and holding the illusionous fox into the bed.
The illusionous fox was a little uncomfortable with Luoli's sorrow. After two screams, he broke free from Luoli's sorrowful arms, then groped for a luoli sorrow, and finally stayed in the luoli's little position. Paw gently stepped on
Well, this place is soft and! Just sleep here!
The fox yawned and squatted in the place where countless gentlemen drooled and slept...
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At 12 o'clock in the evening, Gunma Prefecture, in the villa of Bancang Zhuo.
At the computer desk, Conan sat in the computer chair, staring at the computer screen with his eyes fixed, waiting for the organization to send an e-mail.
Suddenly, I only heard a "beep" sound from the computer speaker. Then I saw that a new email was received on the e-mail interface on the computer. Dr. Ayi immediately snorted and then said: "New one, Have mail!"
"Well! They are finally showing the fox tail!"
Conan's face with a smug smile, the mouse in his hand gently, want to open the e-mail, did not expect a pop-up box on the computer screen.
"Ah? This is...password...password?! Conan, what should I do next?"
Seeing the letters in the frame, Dr. Aunt exclaimed, Conan was a pupil, and the whole person was not good.
Mommy! Have you made a mistake? This opens an email and actually needs to enter a password?
What's more, there is still a number on the frame that counts down. It seems that there is only ten seconds... In such a short time, he has no chance to guess the password!
Conan stared at the screen with his eyes fixed. When the countdown ended, the e-mail inside the e-mail was deleted by himself. Dr. Ayi next to him said: "Ah? How did the e-mail have been deleted? Conan, we are next How to do?"
"Well, Dr. Auntie!" Conan looked serious and his face was calm. "...There are so many preventive measures, and the e-mail will be deleted by themselves. It means that they already know that someone in the villa is trying to open the mail...

"... Next, we only have to look at their reactions, see the move!~"
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At 12 o'clock in the evening, Mihuamachi, a black tissue in a stronghold.
In the room with several computers, as the e-mails were sent out, the computer talents of several organizations immediately became busy. While operating the computer, they reported the news to Nantian Ludao:
"Mr. Nantian, according to our tracking lock, Bancang Zhuo has opened his own e-mail address, the network IP address is ... this ip, it should be his villa in Gunma County!"
"Mr. Nantian, the target computer tried to check the mail and has entered the input password section..."
"Well? The situation is wrong! Mr. Nan Tian, ​​the target computer did not enter the password, the email has been deleted by itself!"
"What?" Listening to the news reported by the reporter, Nantian Ludao's face changed greatly. The original smile disappeared. He went to the computer next to him and checked the record. His expression was slightly ugly: "What kind of ghost is the guy in Bancang Zhuo?" He has never had such a situation before, and it will not be a problem?"
Nantian Ludao thought for a moment, hesitated a moment, remembered the vodka's instructions, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the vodka number...