"Company-issued?" Sonoko Suzuki clicked her tongue at the answer. "Your company really makes things difficult. What an old-fashioned system."
"Not just the bags. The watches and tie clips are standardized too." Hideaki Nakajima spread his hands. "This bag is pretty troublesome, actually. It's big, heavy, and inconvenient to carry... These days, only the president still carries one around all day."
"Ahem!" A deliberately loud cough came from nearby. Hideaki Nakajima and the others looked over, immediately shut their mouths, called out, "President!" and "Good morning, President!" then hurried toward the employee entrance.
Maiten's president glared unhappily at their retreating backs, seemingly memorizing their faces. Then he glanced at Sonoko Suzuki, who had spoken moments ago. The moment he spotted the investor representative's entry pass hanging from her chest, his expression changed. He eagerly stepped forward to exchange pleasantries with her, then turned to greet Mori Kogoro as well.
"What a hypocritical adult." Conan watched him change faces with half-lidded eyes.
"Conan, don't talk like that." Ran Mouri tugged at him, accepted her locker tag, and said in delight, "It's number 100, too. What luck! Something good might happen today!"
Indeed. That would be wonderful. Tangze nodded in agreement.
"Let's take a look around the venue. Uncle Mori won't be getting away anytime soon." Conan looked at Mori Kogoro, who had been pulled aside by the president.
"Let's go." Tangze flexed his fingers eagerly.
Since coming to this world, Tooru Amuro and Shuichi Akai had taken turns coming after him. Then there were Conan and Kaito Kid, while he also had to be the Phantom Thief of Hearts and prepare to enter The Organization. Tangze had barely had any free time for entertainment and had not touched a game console in ages. He was itching to play.
"Want to compete?" His