Chapter 929 I'm already trying to think of a title
"I hope Mr. Amuro can see my message for help."
Conan prayed silently in his heart.
He was not afraid that Toru Amuro would not understand, but he was afraid that when the captain arrived at the cafe, Toru Amuro would have already finished get off work.
In Yuya's words, Toru Amuro is simply a working emperor - first of all, he is a public security officer, secondly, he is still working undercover in the organization, and finally, he works part-time everywhere on a daily basis.
Even Conan was doubting whether he was doing his undercover work seriously.
Look at Gin and Vodka, they are killing people and robbing everywhere.
Well, it doesn't seem right to think this way. If Toru Amuro kills and burns people everywhere, how can he clear his name in the future? Legal immunity is also limited.
So, he worked everywhere under the pretext of gathering intelligence, but in fact he did it to avoid committing too many crimes and being unable to cleanse himself of them?
Time passed slowly while Conan was daydreaming.
Several children were shivering in the cargo box, and the captain finally came to the Polo Cafe as expected.
"Meow~" The captain sat obediently at the door and meowed a few times.
Azusa Enomoto had been looking at the clock waiting for the captain to arrive. When she heard the cat's meow, she immediately came out with a basin of milk.
Seeing the captain licking the milk with gusto, Azusa Enomoto said with a smile: "Captain, you are a little late today."
Suddenly, she noticed something stuck in the captain's collar. Puzzled, she took it out and saw that it was a taxi receipt with the words on it smeared.
At this time, Toru Amuro pushed the door open and walked out: "Miss Xiaozi, the manager is calling you."
"Oh, okay." Enomoto Azusa stood up quickly. Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, I remember Mr. Amuro is a detective, right?"
Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Let's just say so."
Azusa Enomoto handed the receipt to Toru Amuro: "Then do you know what this is about?"
Just then, a gust of wind suddenly blew over, and Enomoto Azusa didn't hold on tightly, and the receipt was blown away.
"Ah..." Azusa Enomoto stared blankly at the receipt that flew away.
Amuro Toru asked in confusion: "What is that?"
Azusa Enomoto came back to her senses and smiled: "Forget it, it's not something important."
"That's it."
The two returned to the store.
The receipt carrying Conan's hope for help was blown away by the wind...
The children, who knew nothing about this, still huddled in the corner of the carriage, huddled together for warmth.
After once again not being discovered by the two prisoner deliverymen, the children breathed a sigh of relief.
Yuan Tai couldn't help but ask: "Conan, it's been a long time since the captain left, and no one came to save us!"
Ayumi couldn't help but wonder if the code Conan wrote down was too difficult.
Conan pinched his chin, looking thoughtful on the surface, but actually he was a little anxious - things had turned out to be the situation he least wanted to see, and it was very likely that Toru Amuro had not even seen the receipt.
Either he had already left work, or the receipt got lost along the way and never made it to the cafe.
Mitsuhiko crossed his arms and rubbed them to try to keep warm. He said, "Also, the number of goods delivered is decreasing. If this continues, we will be discovered sooner or later."
Conan glanced around and realized that Mitsuhiko was right. Although they could still hide now, the longer the time, the higher the probability of them being discovered.
He tried his anesthesia watch, but unfortunately, the battery was already very low. In addition, the low temperature here caused the voltage to be too low, so it was no longer usable. The same was true for his foot-strengthening shoes.
Since Dr. Agasa is not here, he has to charge his equipment himself. He was originally going to the doctor's house to charge it today, but ended up being dragged away by three little brats to play football.
Conan originally refused, but...playing football is a different matter.
Even though he was playing against three little brats, isn’t he still a child now?
But the main problem now is how to let others know that they are trapped in a refrigerated truck.
Otherwise, if they were not discovered by the prisoner delivery personnel, they would have frozen to death.
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Polo Coffee Shop.
After finishing the task assigned by the store manager, Azusa Enomoto talked to Toru Amuro about the receipt she had just found.
Amuro Toru was a little surprised: "You said the text on the receipt disappeared? Is that what you wanted to show me just now?"
Azusa Enomoto nodded, because the Mori Detective Agency was upstairs, and his part-time colleague Toru Amuro was also a detective, so he was more or less influenced by her and would pay more attention to some strange phenomena.
She pinched her chin and recalled: "If I remember correctly, the remaining letters should be cor, p, and se. Could it be a printing error?"
Amuro Toru frowned slightly. Don't these letters together mean "corpse"? Is someone using receipts to pass information to the outside world?
Deliberately clipping the receipt into the cat's collar shows that the person is not completely unable to contact the outside world, but has limited means, so he used this method.
Moreover, that person should know that the cat would come here to eat at a fixed time every day. Maybe it was just to let Kogoro Mouri find the receipt, or maybe the target was him?
Thinking of this, Toru Amuro asked Azusa Enomoto who knew that the captain would come here to eat for free.
Azusa Enomoto said that the cat had just come here recently, and the only people who knew about it were the three people in the cafe and Conan.
"Hey, Conan?" A wicked smile flashed across Amuro Toru's face.
He was afraid that he would not be able to get the results from Yuya about what he wanted to investigate.
However, this Edogawa Conan seems to have an unusual relationship with Yuya. Maybe I can get some information from him?
Azusa Enomoto scratched the captain's chin and said, "Come to think of it, when I touched the collar just now, it felt very cold."
Amuro Toru's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the situation was similar to what he guessed. The person who delivered the message was trapped in a place similar to a freezer.
In this case, we have to speed up. If we delay too late, Conan might be in danger.
So, Toru Amuro made up an excuse to leave work early, asked in which direction the receipt had flown, and quickly walked towards that direction to look for it.
Toru Amuro opened the map on his mobile phone and started to calculate quickly - the wind speed, wind direction and distribution of buildings should be able to locate the approximate location of the receipt.
And Toru Amuro lived up to his reputation as an undercover agent in the organization and even got a code name, so it didn't take him too much time to find the receipt.
Just as Enomoto Azusa said, the letters above were artificially painted over, leaving only the "corpse" representing the corpse.
The numbers below the letters also have traces of being smeared, which should represent the license plate number.
Considering the coldness of the cat's collar, Conan should be in a refrigerated truck. Based on the number of digits in the license plate number, Toru Amuro quickly deduced that Conan should be trapped in a refrigerated truck of TA-Q-BIN.
He immediately sent a message: "Get the driving trajectory of this car."
The other party responded quickly: "Received."