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"Don't get sidetracked!"
Xia Ye waved her hand, interrupting Yukiko from teasing her son. She had spent too much time on Conan today and needed to finish things quickly, as there were still so many beautiful women waiting for her at home!
"You mean the messages those people left you?"
"Correct!"
Conan almost forgot about this, so he quickly took out his phone and showed Xia Ye the picture he had taken of the marks the other person had made with alcohol:
"This is it!"
"Good guy!"
Xia Ye let out a gasp.
However, I felt a little embarrassed.
There's no way around it; he wrote this himself, and his current surprised expression does seem a bit contrived. Even with his good acting skills, he can't quite pull it off!
but--
Conan didn't notice anything unusual at all.
He was already captivated by Xia Ye's performance.
"Xia Ye, you understand this?"
Professor Agasa had already agreed to help him look it up in the ancient Chinese dictionary, but now that the professor had just woken up from poisoning, he felt embarrassed to urge him to work. Since Xia Ye knew, he could just ask him!
“I understand a little bit~”
Xia Ye first modestly said 0.2.
Then, he explained to Conan and Yukiko:
"This is Small Seal script. During the pre-Qin period in China, Qin Shi Huang standardized the writing system using Small Seal script as the standard. These characters are not complex and do not form sentences, so it doesn't seem to be some kind of cryptic text..."
"Pre-Qin period..."
Conan studied in Hawaii, so he naturally had some knowledge of the history of China. The pre-Qin period was more than two thousand years ago, and those who left behind the writings from that period were very likely Chinese!
"Let me translate it first~"
Xia Ye took a piece of paper and translated the small seal script on the phone photo into simplified Chinese characters one by one. After finishing the translation, he feigned surprise and exclaimed with a smile:
"I see!"
"Was the password really that simple?"
"what?"
Conan was a little surprised.
Did Xia Ye decipher this message?
"What's so surprising about that—"
Xia Ye picked up the piece of white paper with a few Chinese characters written on it, and said calmly, without being surprised by praise or criticism:
"Since these characters can't form a sentence no matter how they're combined, let's think in a simpler way. Starting with the first character, we can count the number of strokes and eventually arrive at a number!"
"*********"
What number is this?
Conan was even more confused. This wasn't a phone number; Japanese phone numbers didn't have this many digits. It probably wasn't an email address either. So what was it?
"I didn't know that!"
Xia Ye shrugged irresponsibly, indicating that she was powerless to help; the mystery had been solved, and the rest was up to Conan.
"Let's talk about that organization now!"
Chapter 242 Yukiko's Special Preferences
That message was left by Xia Ye.
He naturally knew the meaning of that string of numbers.
but--
Only things that are hard-won are cherished. Xia Ye has already solved the problem of this string of numbers for Conan. As for what these numbers mean, let Conan figure it out for a while!
of course.
Xia Ye estimated that Conan probably wouldn't be able to figure it out.
After all, this thing is a QQ number.
It would be a miracle if Conan, a Japanese person, could guess it!
This was Xia Ye's little mischievous quirk.
If Conan still can't find a solution after some time, Natsume can contact him again as the mysterious man.
"Okay, let's talk about the organization!"
Conan didn't mind Natsume's sudden change of topic, since compared to the mysterious people who were friendly to him, information about the Black Organization was what he cared about most.
"What do you want to know?"
Xia Ye smiled slightly, her tone generous.
Because of his "close" relationship with Yukiko, and because Conan wisely stopped bothering Ran, he now finds Conan quite agreeable, and the organization's secrets being revealed to him have absolutely no bearing on him.
As for the plot—
never mind!
No matter how bad the plot goes, it won't affect Xia Ye~
I want to know—
"Everything!"
Conan's youthful face revealed a maturity beyond his years, and he looked at Xia Ye with a serious expression, saying:
"I want to know, who is their leader? What are their goals? Who are the members of their organization? And—where is their headquarters?"
"Tsk~"
"The questions you asked—"
I don't know for sure.
Of the questions Conan asked, Natsume only knew that the BOSS was Karasuma Renya and who the other members of the organization were. She only had a slight guess about the other two and wasn't very clear about them.
After all, in more than twenty years, the main storyline of the Conan world has not progressed much. It's not even mentioned in the manga, so Xia Ye naturally doesn't know. As for this body and this "Xia Ye", he doesn't know much either.
"Then tell me what you know!"
Conan understood that even if Natsume had been a member of the underworld, it was impossible for her to fully understand the details of those two terrifying organizations. So, he settled for second best and simply asked Natsume for the information she knew.
"I know—"
Xia Ye carefully considered the information she could tell Conan:
"Hmm, the organization has existed for at least several decades. Legend has it that their leader is Karasuma Renya. You know Karasuma Renya? He was the richest man in Japan sixty years ago~"
"Karasuma Renya?!"
Upon hearing this name, Conan instinctively disbelieved it:
“Karasuma Renya died decades ago—besides, even if he hadn’t died, he would be over 140 years old now. How could a person live that long?”
There are many long-lived people in this world, but the longest-lived person only lived to be 130 years old. Conan is very skeptical of whether Natsume's claim that Karasuma Renya is still alive is true.
"Who knows~"
Xia Ye didn't actually know what state Karasuma Renya was in, but since he was able to receive the BOSS's call, and Aoyama the Old Thief explicitly stated that Karasuma Renya was the BOSS, it meant that Karasuma Renya was indeed still alive.
As for how he's survived until now—
Xia Ye looked at Conan.
A faint smile appeared on his face:
"There are many ways to prolong life in this world, such as—"
"Replacing aging organs, such as through cryogenic hibernation, or even mechanical modification and biological enhancement."
"Those powerful, wealthy old men who are unwilling to die are extremely eager for immortality. They will stop at nothing to live even just one more day!"
"You have a point!"
Although Conan has limited experience, he is knowledgeable and at least understands what Natsume said. So even though he still can't believe that Karasuma Renya is still alive, he has already accepted it as a possibility.
"Of course, that's just a legend. Even if he were still alive, it has nothing to do with you now—"
Xia Ye smiled and said:
"The organization's power is secretive and vast. They don't have a specific name, but because most of their members wear black, many people call them the Black Organization."
"Because their members are all named after spirits from around the world, some people also call them distilleries. The gin and vodka you just mentioned, and the tequila we saw today, are examples of this."
"Gin..."
When Conan heard Natsume mention Gin, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in the back of his head, and he remembered the blow to the head at Dorobiga Park. He looked at Natsume curiously:
Have you ever dealt with Gin?
"Gin, huh..."
Xia Ye casually joked:
"No, I only recently returned to Japan. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would never have heard of Gin. However, I did have some interaction with Vermouth when I was working in the US."
"Belmod?"
Conan said with a serious expression:
"I overheard Tequila mention this name when he was on the phone. What kind of person is he?"
"Vermouth, huh—"
Xia Ye pictured Bei Jie's exquisite and beautiful face in her mind. Speaking of which, since Bei Jie came to Japan, she has toned down a lot. Whether it was her charming and seductive demeanor or her gentle and tender words to Xiao Lan, it was completely different from her original cold, cunning, cruel and ruthless personality.
Xia Ye certainly didn't believe that she had changed her personality.
These are just her ways of showing affection to those close to her.
To everyone else who has no connection to her, she is still that cold-blooded killer from the Black Organization. If you encounter her, you should pray that you die quickly!
Looking at Conan's expectant expression.
Xia Ye smiled slightly.
I teased him all night long.
Let's give him some real information!
"She's a stunningly beautiful woman, the kind that's fatally alluring to men. Yeah, just as pretty as Yukiko, only with a different style~"
Yukiko pouted to herself.
If you're going to praise Sharon, why drag me into it?
It's like I only deserve praise because of her. Women I haven't even gotten my hands on are always more valued than those I already have. I wonder which scoundrel was staring at me like a madman when we first met. Humph~
the other side.
Conan's emotional intelligence has completely dropped to zero.
"As beautiful as her mother?"
Is my mom pretty?
"Shinichi!!!"
Yukiko gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with annoyance.
How dare Shinichi talk like that?
What do you mean by "your mom is beautiful"? Can you find a woman in this world more beautiful than me?
snort!
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