Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, April 10th, after 8pm, outside the Maori detective office.

　　 Yamazaki returned to the vicinity of the Maori detective office with Moori and Shiratori Police Department and others, and then performed the task just received to check the situation of the Moori family.

　　 Yamazaki walked home from the side of the Maori detective office on a detour, and went to the Maori detective office and Maori’s house to check and found that the doors were locked properly, so he used his mobile phone to notify Maori.

　　 After a while, the Maori and Shiratori police departments led some police officers over, and then entered the Maori detective office, intending to wait for the rabbit, and Yamazaki turned back to the Meidai restaurant. ...

　　Mei Dai Restaurant.

　　 Yamazaki told Miko Miyamoto about today’s incident and the floppy disk, and then said: "Mom, according to our information, our mayor is pretty good. I think I can call him and remind him."

"Not only him, but also the Governor of Harushima." Miko Miyamoto said, "From the current situation, his main opponent's policy is to increase taxes on large companies, which can be said to represent small and medium-sized enterprises. The company’s network of relationships will never show large companies on this floppy disk, which means that Governor Harushima can take advantage of it more or less."

　　 "Tomorrow is the time to decide the outcome. It seems that Governor Harushima's luck is good." Yamazaki smiled.

"But at this time they should know." Miyamoto said, and then said after thinking about it, "Forget it, show concern." Then said to Yamazaki, "Okay, you go change your clothes and work, I'll Call and let people notify them."...

　　Night, Jianggutian Police Station, a lounge.

　　 "Lan, when shall we wait?" Yuanzi complained.

　　 "This," Lan said helplessly, "Daddy didn't say it."

　　 "Then call him." Yuanzi said.

　　 "No," Conan said, "A bad thing will expose them."

"Ah, then when shall we wait." Yuanzi complained, "Wait a little longer, we are going to be rabbits." Then he said, "Or else, I think I can go to my house and let my father send a car to pick us up. ."...

　　 Ye, Maori detective office.

　　 Mori and Shiratori Police Department waited until late at night, but the rabbit did not come to hit the stump, so they had to reschedule. At this moment, the phone of the Shiratori Police Department rang, and Shiraku Shigekichi showed up by himself and told them to return to the Metropolitan Police Department. At the same time, he told him to tell Maori that Lan and they went to Suzuki's house. ...

　　 In the early hours of the morning, the Metropolitan Police Department, searched a conference room for a lesson.

　　 Mouri waited for a while, the police department of Mumu came over and told him about Shiraku Shigekichi.

According to Shiraku, he took the opportunity of working overtime to go to the Mihua Construction Company this morning and stole the floppy disk in the president’s office. After working in the afternoon, he planned to go to the Maori detective office, but found that someone was following him, so he wanted to go. Mihua News Agency found that a person suspected of stalking him put the floppy disk in Lan's bag while Lan was asleep, then got out of the car, trying to lead the person away, and took the opportunity to escape. As for not calling the police, it was because he had no evidence at the time, and he was afraid that the police would not believe him, but would return the floppy disk he finally stole to the Mihua Construction Company.

　　 Shortly after getting out of the car, Shile Chongji was assaulted from the side while passing through a back alley and was stunned, so it was determined that there were at least two gangsters.

Shile Chongji woke up and found that he was **** in the office of a scrap car repair factory. A man wearing a headgear interrogated him. He was afraid and said that he put the floppy disk in Lan's bag. He didn’t say that he knew Lan, only that Lan once wrote his name on the car window.

　　 At night, Shile Chongji heard two people talking about a bag.

　　 "Idiot, since the thing is not in it, what are you doing with this bag?"

　　 "No, brother, this bag is very valuable, much higher than the commission he gave us."

"it is true?"

　　 "Yes, brother, you know what I do. Although Difani's bags are rarely seen, I still know it. It must be genuine, and it is made of crocodile skin..."

　　 "Oh, that was an unexpected gain."

　　 "Also, look at this student ID."

　　 "Mau Lilan, eh? This address is..."

　　 "It's the address of a Maori detective agency, maybe it's the daughter of a Maori detective."

　　 "Maori detective? This is a troublesome guy. That guy didn't say that at the beginning."

　　 "So, brother, I see us..."

According to Shile Chongji, he was fainted again soon afterwards. When he woke up, he found that he was not tied up. There was a newspaper bag on the table in front of him. Inside was Lan’s student ID card and a wallet. A bunch of keys, handkerchiefs, tissues and other things. Then he found that he was unattended, so he took his things to the nearby Mihua Police Station. It happened that the Mihua Police Station was assisting in handling his incident, so he reported it to the Metropolitan Police Department.

　　 "So that's the case, so the two gangsters ran away with their bags." Maori said.

"Speaking of this, Maori, when I was making the transcript for Mr. Shiraku, people from the taxation department were there. People now doubt your declaration this year," the police department of Megumi raised his triangular eyes. "Honestly, you make money as a detective. How much?"

　　 "Huh? No, no," Maori hurriedly called, "Lan bought this bag this afternoon. I suspect she accidentally bought the stolen stolen goods. What I planned to tell you was just forgotten."

　　 "The stolen stolen goods? Was it really forgotten for a while?" the Meguro Police Department asked anger.

　　 "Of course it is true." Maori's sweat came down.

　　 "Okay, I'll check it." The Megumi Police Department left after speaking.

　　 "Huh!" Maori breathed a sigh of relief. ...

　　 Soon after, the Megome Police Department came in with some documents, and gave some photos to Maori for him to recognize.

　　 Maori looked around and pointed out one, "That's it."

　　Momemo Police Department found the information according to the photo number, looked at it again and again, "Uh, are you sure it is this?"

　　 "It must be, what's the problem?" Maori asked.

"This is an item from a stolen incident three months ago. The owner bought it overseas in 1990. It was produced that year. It was made of wild crocodile skin as the main material. It was a seven-inch limited edition." The Mumu Police Department put the documents on the table and showed Maori, and then asked, "Do you know where Lan bought this bag?"

　　 Looking at the price, Mori blinked, then looked up and said, "It's at the Daikyu Department Store Kichijoji, a second-hand shop on the top floor."

　　 "Thrift store?" The Megumi Police Department frowned, "This is not easy."

　　 "Yes, it's hard to find the source of goods in that place," said Maori.

　　 "Well, let's be here today, Maori, go back and rest first, and bring Lan and Yuanzi to make a transcript tomorrow." Megome police department said.

　　 "Okay, then I'll go first." Maori said. ...

　　 The next day~www.NovelMTL.com~Sunday, the 11th.

　　 The Morning Post published news about the double accounts of the Mihua Construction Company, and some businessmen and politicians were fighting. ...

　　 Monday, April 12th.

　　The Morning Post published news about the governor of Harushima winning the governor election with a certain advantage due to the double accounting incident of the Rice Flower Construction Company. ...

　　 Saturday, April 17, in the morning at Poirot Cafe.

　　 The Maori bonus has arrived. He went for a big drink last night and came back late. It is estimated that he could not get up in the morning. So Lan decided to give herself a holiday instead of making breakfast, and took Conan down to eat.

　　 Lan and Conan ordered drinks and sandwiches, then sat in the booth behind the bar, and they were delivered after a while.

　　 After eating breakfast and looking at the pedestrians outside, Lan suddenly sighed.

　　 "What's wrong, Sister Lan?" Conan asked.

　　 "It's nothing, I just think I've seen Mr. Shile, but I can't always count it," Lan said.

　　 "Well," Conan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Shitler must be from Mihuacho? Maybe I met somewhere in the town."

　　 "Is that so?" Lan asked. ...

　　 A customer at the bar turned around and smiled at Lan: "Conan is right. We have seen it somewhere."

　　 "Mr. Shile!" Lan exclaimed.

　　 "I often come here for breakfast, especially after morning exercises on the rest day." Shile Chongji smiled. ...