Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

I got out of bed, went to the living room, made myself a cup of coffee, and cleared my mind. It was truly blissful to not think about anything.

Shiho Miyano seems to still be in the lab downstairs, and Maya Tachibana, even though she has her own salary, is used to working part-time and is probably still working as a receptionist at some company, just for fun.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window, I realized that it had started snowing outside sometime earlier.

Suddenly, the emerald green leaves of the beech tree were dotted with white frost, covering the courtyard with a layer of silver.

The warm coffee in my hand steamed with white mist, rising up and landing on my eyelashes, condensing into tiny droplets that reflected the colorful light of the setting sun.

Green leaves bear the snow, hot drinks are enjoyed while gazing at the cold; there are always moments in life worth remembering for a lifetime.

After admiring the view outside the window for a while and finishing his coffee, Toru Tono went back to the basement.

After devising a low-end, mass-production invention to hand over to the Black Organization, he thought for a moment, picked up the notebook on the table, and went upstairs.

He planned to visit Professor Agasa next door to discuss the problem that had been troubling him for a long time, hoping it might offer some insights.

Professor Agasa is, after all, a true veteran doctor. Although his thinking is not as broad as Toru Tohno's due to the limitations of his era, his foundation in various technological fields is much stronger than that of someone like Toru who came to the field halfway through.

Sometimes, working together can be much more effective.

I rang the doorbell next door, but no one answered.

However, the heat source signal on the glasses indicated that someone was inside the room.

Tohru Tono took out the spare key from next door, opened the door, and went inside.

That's how Dr. Agasa is; sometimes he gets so engrossed in his research that he doesn't even hear the doorbell.

After Tohru Tohno came several times and no one answered the door, he received a spare key from the professor, so that he could come in by himself in the future.

After easily changing into indoor shoes, Toru Tono entered the room and went to Professor Agasa's laboratory.

Sure enough, he was so engrossed in using a screwdriver to study and modify a strange skateboard that he didn't even notice me pushing the door open.

He simply found a small stool, sat down, and watched Professor Agasa conduct his research.

If I'm not mistaken, this is the nuclear-powered solar-powered skateboard that Conan has in his possession, which can be charged in two minutes and last for a lifetime, right?

I don't know if this thing was inherently that powerful, or if it only reached the level of a "divine weapon" in Conan's hands.

Toru Tohno was somewhat curious and watched Professor Agasa operate the device quite closely.

...Finally, after closing the lower cover, Agasa breathed a sigh of relief.

The solar-powered skateboard is complete!

With this, I'm sure I can get a patent!

I turned my head happily, only to suddenly see a strange figure.

"Wow!"

Dr. Agasa was startled, and even the mustache on his lips twitched a few times.

"Oh, it's you, Tohru."

He breathed a sigh of relief when he looked closely.

Tohru Tono walked over and pointed at the skateboard in his hand: "Is this a solar-powered skateboard?"

"Yes! This is my proudest invention in months!"

Professor Agasa stroked his beard: "This will definitely make me famous! Hahahaha."

Tohru Tono took it and studied it carefully.

The design is indeed ingenious, with clever wiring connections and layout.

If I did it myself, that would be the best I could do. Maybe the speed limit could be a little higher? And with the system, energy conversion is limitless.

"Wow, that's amazing." Toru Tono put it on the ground and tried it out, exclaiming in admiration.

"Humph."

Professor Agasa breathes through his nostrils.

"Is this for Conan?"

"Yeah, Shinichi mentioned before that he wanted a tool that could track criminals..."

Halfway through the conversation, the landline in the living room suddenly rang.

Dr. Agasa answered the call, somewhat puzzled.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Is that Dr. Agasa?" Conan's somewhat anxious voice came from the other end. "Go and get the iron clothes hanger and wrench, and take it to the intersection of Fourth Street."

"Eh? Why?"

"I'll explain later, hurry up!"

"oh oh......"

Dr. Agasa hung up the phone, completely bewildered.

"Is that Conan?" Tohno Toru heard a familiar voice.

"Ah, Shinichi asked me to deliver something, but he hasn't explained why. How strange."

“Hmm…I’ll go too.” Tohno Toru said thoughtfully.

Chapter 131 Vodka, you really are

The yellow beetle slowly came to a stop.

As Professor Agasa got out of the car, he saw Conan running towards him from afar.

"Did you bring that thing?" Conan asked anxiously, and was taken aback when he saw Toru Tono get out of the car. "What are you doing here?"

"I was at Professor Agasa's house, and I just wanted to come along since I had nothing else to do." Toru Tohno looked equally puzzled. "What are you doing here?"

Conan frowned slightly, wanting to persuade him to go back, but when he saw Professor Agasa take out a clothes hanger and a wrench, he couldn't care less.

He took the wrench and bent it forcefully a few times on the iron clothes hanger.

He then quickly ran to the black Porsche 356a, reached the coat hanger through the gap in the window to the inside door handle.

"Hey, hey." Tohru Tono walked over and grabbed him. "It's not good to take advantage of children to commit illegal theft."

"What are you talking about?" Conan strained to stand on tiptoe. "I just saw the two culprits who shrunk me! They just got out of this car!"

"Ah, that's it..."

Toru Tohno finally understood why Conan would still break into Gin's car even though Ai Haibara hadn't revealed any information.

That's too arrogant, Gin. If you don't want to expose yourself, then be as low-key as the others!

With a "click," the car door opened, and Conan climbed into the passenger seat of the 356a to plant a tracking listening device and begin a thorough search.

Tohru Tohru looked up and around, only to discover an even more outrageous scene.

Gin and vodka walked across the street one after the other, ignoring the traffic coming and going.

A car, seeing that it was about to hit them, braked suddenly, its wheel rims making a teeth-grinding "screeching" sound.

"Are you crazy?!" The truck driver, still shaken, poked his head out.

Luckily, he wasn't overloaded, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to brake, and those two show-offs would have been crushed under the car long ago.

If you don't want to live anymore, please don't drag him down with you! You have family and young children to support; you can't afford to lose money or end up in jail!

Gin turned his head and glanced at the driver expressionlessly.

The driver suddenly felt like he was being stared at by some ferocious beast. He shivered, his anger instantly vanished, and he muttered a few words before shrinking back into the car.

"It's as if they don't care how many people they kill."

This is Conan's assessment of him.

"He's an exhibitionist and a psychopath."

Tohru Tono has his own ideas.

Who's the kind person who crosses the street so conspicuously? Are they afraid of not being spotted by the police?!

"Hey, are those two people?"

Tohno nodded at Conan, who was still rummaging through the car.

Conan managed to escape in time, but when he looked up and saw Gin and Vodka walking towards him, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Hurry up!" He quickly closed the glove compartment and shut the car door.

Pretending to be just passing by, she pulled Tohru Tono along, not daring to look back at all.

I hadn't walked more than a few steps when I overheard Gin and Vodka talking.

"Why are the footprints around the car so messy?" Gin asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his words slightly slurred.

"Most of the people who came here to admire it must have been passersby, right? You rarely see a car like that these days." Vodka, as always, couldn't grasp the point.

Gin remained noncommittal, saying, "This German tree frog is quite famous."

After a brief conversation, the two got into the car and drove away.

Before leaving, Gin glanced at Toru Tono walking on the road, his brows furrowing slightly.

......

Conan breathed a sigh of relief after the Porsche 356a drove away.

But a surge of excitement welled up inside him. "It's like searching high and low without finding it... I've finally found you, Gin!"

Tohru Tono felt like he was saying the line backwards.

To prevent the butterfly effect from causing Conan's tragic death, he offered a tentative reminder.

"They're the criminals who shrunk you? I mean, people who can produce a magical potion that can shrink people and walk with such arrogance must be extraordinary, right? There might be a huge black market behind them. I think you'd better not try to investigate on your own."

"Hmm? You're finally interested in this too! I'll tell you what I know when I get back, and we'll work together to deduce the truth and bring these two people to justice!" Conan became excited.

"...That's not what I meant." Tohru Tohno was speechless. Was this kid being a bit too reckless? "I meant you could contact the Public Security Bureau or the FBI...Isn't your father a famous detective novelist? I've heard that many police officers consult him, so he should have some connections."

"Looking for them? No need. I can find evidence of their crimes today..."