Chapter 223 Electricity Chapter from Vodka
Under Yuya's resentful gaze, Miyano Shiho stretched out her left hand and simply changed gears without any other movements. She even smiled triumphantly at him after changing gears.
Yuya:...Is he being teased?
We arrived at Itakura Taku's villa smoothly.
Yuya looked at the wooden house in front of him, and after a long pause he finally said, "Is this a villa?"
Conan was also silent, and said, "Really?"
Yuya was speechless and gestured: "This is just a shabby house, right? How can it be a villa..."
He has seen many villas. Not to mention the three-story villa like the Suzuki family, even at an offline exchange meeting for magic lovers he attended last time, their villa was also two-story, but it looked obviously much bigger than this one.
Is Itakura Taku so poor? After all, he was a famous CG producer before. This shabby villa is not even as big as Yuya's house.
"Isn't this the point?" Miyano Shiho put away the car keys, "Don't forget what we are here for."
Conan nodded, walked around and found the key at the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey, I found... the key..." Conan shouted, but when he looked up, he found that Yuya and the Science Girl were gone, and the door of the villa was open.
Conan was stunned and quickly ran into the house, staring blankly at the two people who were already searching the room with flashlights, wearing gloves quite professionally.
No need to guess, gloves are what Yuya always carries with him.
"How did you get in?"
Youya casually said, "The door opens as soon as you turn the handle?"
Conan looked back and twitched his lips. You call this twisting? You twisted the handle off, okay?
"Don't be in a daze," Yuya saw Conan didn't move, and couldn't help but urge him, "Time is limited, we have to hurry... Oh, I found it, it should be this, right?"
Yuya found a floppy disk with an envelope on it from the drawer of the computer desk.
He took the item out through his gloves. Inside the envelope was a check for a very large amount.
"What kind of software did the organization ask Itakura Taku to make that they gave him so much money?" Youya looked at the amount on the check and was a little surprised.
The original novel did not explain what software was designed by Itakura Taku. There have been many discussions about this on the Internet, but it has never been revealed in the plot so no one knows what it is.
"The time is almost up." Conan looked at his watch, turned on his computer and began waiting for the email to arrive.
As the clock stopped at 12 o'clock, the computer made a beeping sound and an email was sent to the mailbox.
Yuya's eyes moved, but he did not stop Conan's actions.
The email was opened, but the screen showed that a password was required, with a countdown of only 10 seconds.
"Password? You need a password?" Conan's eyes widened.
The 10 seconds passed in a flash, and the countdown ended without giving people much time to react, and the email disappeared without a trace.
Miyano Shiho was shocked: "You don't know the password? The organization is so cautious, the email must require a password to open, you dare to open it without knowing the password?"
"How should I know I need a password? You didn't remind me!" Conan was so anxious that he went crazy. He searched through his mailbox over and over again, but the email seemed to have never appeared, without even a trace.
"No, we have to leave here immediately. They will definitely detect that the email has been opened but the password has not been entered, and they will send someone over right away." Miyano Shiho's face turned extremely ugly, and she pulled You towards the door. As for Conan... who cares if he lives or dies!
"Jingle Bell!"
The phone suddenly rang, and Miyano Shiho and Conan were both startled.
The two of them just stared at the phone motionlessly.
No one answered the call and it quickly went to an answering machine.
"Hey, what's wrong?" A deep male voice came from the phone.
Conan's pupils shrank, he recognized the voice immediately, it was Vodka!
"I know you are in the villa, come and answer the phone, Mr. Itakura."
Miyano Shiho's body trembled violently, and Youya quickly hugged her into his arms and whispered, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
"But... they must be watching this side and will come over soon! Let's go!" Miyano Shiho was still very scared.
Yuya narrowed his eyes, patted Miyano Shiho on the back, then walked over and picked up the microphone directly in the shocked gazes of the two.
"Hello, I'm Itakura." Yuya had a calm expression on his face, and Itakura Taku's voice came out of his mouth.
"You are here, so why don't you open the email?" Vodka asked.
Youye made a gesture to silence the two of them and continued, "It was you. The villa suddenly lost power. I guess the circuit was broken by the snowstorm outside. I was about to enter the password when the computer shut down."
"This... isn't right. Since there's a power outage, how come the message was transferred to voicemail?" Vodka felt something was wrong.
Yuya was not panicked at all and explained: "Because every time it snows here, the power goes out easily, so I use a battery-powered phone."
"So that's it..." This reason was impeccable, and Vodka no longer doubted it.
"No, how do you know I didn't open the email? Did you send someone to monitor me?" This time it was Youya's turn to question, but his tone was filled with fear and a hint of anger.
Conan's eyes widened. Why couldn't you just get away with it? Why were you so brave as to question the other person?
Vodka sneered: "Don't be afraid, since we promised you we won't get close to you."
"That would be great." Youya pretended to be relieved.
"Humph, coward..." Vodka muttered quietly, but he could still hear it clearly on the phone. He didn't care if his words were heard, and asked impatiently, "Where's the software? Is it ready?"
"Ah, of course I've done it. Otherwise, why would I wait for your email?" You said calmly, "But you actually knew I was here and called me directly. Are you sure you didn't send anyone to monitor me?"
"Hahahahaha," Vodka laughed, "Of course not. But we know everything about you, so don't even think about running away."
Youya was silent for a moment, then said: "So, tell me the time and place of the transaction. As you can see, I can't use the computer now..."
"That's true," Vodka thought for a moment. If the power went out, there would be nothing he could do, so he said, "Then listen carefully. I'll only say this once."
"You should know about the Xianqiao Station that is under construction, right? Tomorrow at 12 a.m., go to the locker on the bottom floor and wait for me in front of No. 32. Most importantly, don't forget to bring the software."
Vodka spoke the place and time of the transaction in a relatively slow voice, apparently leaving time for Itakura Taku to record it.
Yuya glanced at Conan, who shook his head vigorously, then took out a notebook and started writing quickly.
“...No.” Youya pretended to think, hesitated for a moment and then refused.
Vodka was a little surprised. He didn't expect to be rejected. He asked dissatisfiedly: "What did you say?"
Conan wrote quickly, and Yuya read as he looked at it: "Because... I have to be hospitalized for a series of tests today. You also know... that I have a bad heart, right?"
"Of course I know," Vodka said impatiently, "So what? You haven't finished the software at all, are you trying to use this excuse to delay time?"
“No, of course I have completed the software.”
"When can we do it?" Vodka asked dissatisfiedly.
Yuya read from the notebook, "After I'm discharged from the hospital, 3 or 4 days later, no, preferably 5 days later."
"Asshole, how can we have the time to wait for you that long? You should postpone your hospitalization."
"No, I finally made an appointment with this foreign expert. If I miss it this time, I don't know how long I will have to wait next time..."