Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 677 Doubt

"Could you tell me how you deciphered the code in the manuscript? Maybe it can give me some ideas."

"can."

Vermouth will recount in detail the problem-solving process she heard in the editorial department.

"So that's it!"

Shinmei Kaori nodded, then turned her gaze back to the suicide note, and soon a smile appeared on her face.

"Untied!"

Vermouth suddenly stopped, suspiciously scrutinizing the other person's face: "If this is just a perfunctory response, you should know the consequences!"

Although she wasn't particularly smart, she wasn't so clueless that she couldn't figure it out after studying it for a long time. Yet, Shinmei Kaori solved it immediately after hearing her explanation, which made no sense, and she didn't want to believe it.

"It's still related to H."

“Translate the entire will into French, add an H before every word, and then transliterate it into Japanese regardless of whether it is a word or not.”

“As I said before, my father’s code is fixed. Although the rules may change, the underlying logic is similar, perhaps just reversed. The different murderers in the journal ‘Half of the Pinnacle’ and the TV dramas also gave me some inspiration.”

"Is that so?"

Vermouth nodded slightly. "Let me see what Granwitt is up to. He's about to die, yet he still betrays the organization and puts his wife and daughter in danger."

She took the suicide note back into her hands.

Conan is fluent in all international languages, so it's no surprise that Vermouth is fluent in French; French poses no challenge for her.

"Acupido-cho 2-chome 99."

The suicide note was already short, and after multiple conversions, it contained only a few words, showing just an address.

Do you remember this place?

Shinmei Kaori shook her head.

"Strange, there's no record of that with the organization either."

Vermouth muttered to herself, looking out the window. After a while, she smiled with relief, "No wonder she was the boss's most trusted intelligence agent. She managed to pull off so many little tricks right under the boss's nose, and we were completely unaware."

Her gaze returned to Kaori Shinmei.

"But just in case the code is some kind of trap, you should take a nap first!"

Then, Shinmei Kaori felt a pain in the back of her neck and lost consciousness again.

No. 99, 2-chome, Acupido-machi.

"Glanwitt, you probably didn't expect that the person who came here wouldn't be your daughter, but me, did you?"

Looking at the two-story house in front of her, Vermouth's eyes gleamed.

With the streets quiet and no one around, and no need to worry about being discovered, Vermouth simply went up and pried open the door lock.

Upon entering, she didn't immediately turn on the lights, but instead used the dim light from her phone to survey her surroundings.

It's uncertain whether Granvitt has any backup plans here, so necessary vigilance is essential.

The room had clearly been empty for a long time, as evidenced by the dust on the shoe rack in the entryway. It was mostly uninhabited, and there wasn't even a pair of essential family slippers, which is rare in Japan.

There were no footprints on the floor, which was enough to prove that no one had been here before him.

After feeling around for a while and confirming that it was safe, Vermouth turned on her flashlight.

The building has a very ordinary layout, just like a normal family home. Each floor has two bedrooms and a living room. The kitchen is empty and shows no signs of use. The living room table and chairs are neatly arranged, and there is a half-person-sized teddy bear on the sofa.

The television was covered with a white cloth, and the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed, preventing even the slightest breeze from entering.

Moonlight streamed through the gauze window, casting a vertical beam that illuminated half of the teddy bear's body, making its black eyes glow eerily, as if it were looking at itself.

Vermouth frowned slightly, and without any politeness, she went up and grabbed him.

The next moment, the teddy bear was torn open, and all the stuffing inside was ripped out, but there was nothing there. It was a clean teddy bear.

Vermouth was not discouraged; this was perfectly normal. It was impossible to just find anything that Granwitt had left behind.

After half an hour of searching both floors thoroughly, Vermouth found nothing.

It's as if no one has lived here since it was renovated. There's no warmth or life here, it's as cold and lifeless as a morgue.

"Strange, why can't I find it?"

She touched every wall and floor in half an hour, so there shouldn't be any missed.

There were hidden clues in the suicide note, so there must be something that Shinna Nittarou left for his daughter!
But why can't she find it?

Did I miscalculate? Should I have brought Shinmei Kaori along as well?

The more I thought about it, the more suffocated I felt, and an indescribable heat rose from my heart.

Vermouth looked down and then remembered that she was still wearing the suit jacket that Shinmei Kaori had given her.

The suit wasn't bad-looking, but her figure was vastly different from that of Shinmei Kaori. Her chest was constantly constricted, as if she were holding her breath, afraid that she might accidentally pop the buttons open while breathing.

It's been going on for so long that she's almost gotten used to it.

After half an hour of jumping around, her breathing became erratic, and that's when she realized what the problem was.

After unbuttoning her suit jacket and taking it off, Vermouth finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"That's a relief."

Vermouth's voice suddenly stopped, her eyes widened in horror, her arm froze in mid-air, and her gaze was fixed on the foreign object protruding from the collar of her suit jacket!

"Patch panel!?"

Vermouth calmly removed the patch from her collar, gently rubbing it in her hand as she slowly tried to recall when and by whom it had been placed on her.

She recognized it immediately – it was a GPS tracking device.

This thing looks like a patch, but it actually has a built-in location transmitter that can pinpoint a location.

"Could it be that policeman?!"

In my memory, there were only two people she had physical contact with.

One was Kogoro Mouri, with whom she shook hands in the hospital room. The other was the policeman at the elevator entrance on the first floor of the hotel, with whom she had physical contact when he was shot unconscious by Conan.

However, she only pretended to trip and fall on Conan to create an opportunity for him to fire the tranquilizer dart; how could he possibly have known beforehand?
"Could it be him?"

After thinking it over, the only person I can think of is Conan.

If I'm not mistaken, when I placed Kazami Yuya aside, Conan seemed to have given me a little help.

It must have been around that time, right?

Moreover, this patch positioning device does indeed resemble that doctor's research and invention.

It's probably used in conjunction with the glasses Conan wears.

Vermouth knows a lot about Conan, and she has appeared in front of Conan more than once during her time in Japan.

However, because of his disguise, he was never discovered.

But there's another part that doesn't make sense.

What makes Conan think there's something wrong with her?
Kaori Shinmei was kidnapped by her, and her disguise was perfect, so Conan had no reason to suspect that she was up to something.

In any case, now that our location has been discovered, we can no longer stay here.

Based on her understanding of Conan, the other party probably wouldn't call the police, but they definitely wouldn't ignore it either; they're probably hiding somewhere and secretly watching right now.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)