The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Xiaogui was already immersed in the pain of her friend's suicide, and the police came to her house for questioning many times. She couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, and finally sent me an apology message one day, and then hanged herself at home..."

As she spoke, Koshimizu Nanatsuki revealed a hint of hatred.

"Well, that's a real tragedy." Glenfiddich listened with great interest and made this comment.

"If that were the case, I wouldn't have dropped out of school and returned to Shikoku." She lowered her head, her voice gritting her teeth.

"But a week before the high school detective arrived, I visited this villa and observed the room where the lady had the accident. There was nothing unusual at all, and the windows were sealed properly!"

"The reason why the window was taken down and reinstalled with adhesive was probably because someone nearby heard that something happened to this wealthy family and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to break in and take advantage of the situation!"

"It's easy to tell when the window was removed by simply checking the rust on the screws, but that incompetent detective only cared about his own honor of solving a locked-room murder case and closed the case like that!"

"In the end, Xiaogui was said to have committed suicide out of fear of punishment... When this incident was published in the newspaper, that scumbag detective didn't even dare to leave his name. I'm afraid he knew what happened and felt guilty!!"

"When I found out about this, the villa had already been rented out. I tried to visit them to collect evidence and get to the bottom of the matter, but was turned away by the fishermen who rented the villa. I called the local police station in Shikoku, but they just kept making excuses and made it clear that they didn't want to waste time on something that had already been concluded. They were even unwilling to send someone to verify the condition of the window."

"In the end, I was so disheartened that I decided to find out the identity of that scumbag detective and make him pay for Xiaogui's life..."

Glenfiddich's nose twitched slightly, and he felt a familiar smell beginning to spread around the little girl.

It's murderous.

However, unlike the cold and piercing murderous aura he often smelled around Gin, the one in front of him was too immature and not strong enough, and the magazine called hatred diluted it by more than half.

"It's a good story." He nodded and gave Nanatsuki Koshimizu a high score for her storytelling skills.

"So...can you not blow up this place?" the girl's voice was a little hoarse.

"No."

She silently clenched her fists, lowered her head, and looked a little lonely.

"Your life is in my hands now, why do you feel you have room to negotiate terms with me?"

Grunfidi tilted his head in confusion, he didn't think he was a gentle person, but compared to the people he usually met, he was more than patient enough with the little girl in front of him.

Not everyone can let him listen to such a long story quietly. He saw some shadows of his own children in the little girl in front of him, which was the main reason why he was willing to show tolerance.

He turned and walked out of the room, opened the door, looked at the depressed little girl leaning against the wall, and raised his eyebrows.

"Come up by yourself. You don't want me to carry you like before, do you?"

Koshimizu Nanatsuki was silent for a moment, his momentum suddenly weakened, and he slowly limped along, following behind.

Bang! !

Glenfiddich kicked the door open and Vodka, who was counting the time on his watch, was startled.

Gin stood in the corner, quietly looking at his phone. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the noise. He said in a deep voice, "Let Vodka deal with the man together, and then go to work."

"No, I want to take this guy away." Grenfiddich responded loudly.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki raised her head slightly, which had been lowered all the time, and looked at the tall figure in front of her, feeling a little surprised.

"Tsk..." Gin finally raised his eyes and looked at Nanatsuki Koshimizu who was hiding behind him like a quail, and sneered.

"Whatever you want." He lowered his head and continued to look at his phone, not asking any more questions according to Glenfiddich's thoughts.

"There's something wrong with Rum's intelligence again. The daughter of this family was not murdered, but committed suicide." Facing Vodka's stubborn but unoffensive look, Glenfiddich snatched the iron box containing drug A from his hand, opened it with a "click", picked up a red and white capsule, looked at it for a moment, put it back, and gave it back to Vodka.

"He's really getting more and more useless as time goes by... I'll pay attention to this matter when I go back." Gin's eyes were a little gloomy. Counting the time with Itakura Taku, Rum's intelligence had been wrong twice in a row. This was no small matter.

Glenfiddich paused, guessing that Gin would probably just go back and tell Boss about it to harass him.

"Uh...does this have any impact?" Vodka asked the question he was more concerned about.

"Yeah, what impact does it have?" Gryffindor looked at Gin with a half-smile and a pretentious tone.

The veins on Gin's forehead twitched slightly, and he suddenly felt that he really should arrange some training for this little brother.

There is no sign of him being a top student at Tokyo University......

"I mentioned before that this den was set up by a local family who was blackmailed by the FBI using some not-too-serious scandals, but Rum didn't find out what evidence the FBI had."

"If there really is a layer that he cannot find out, then the importance cannot be reduced to a smuggling den. If the daughter of this family was not murdered but committed suicide for some reason, then it makes sense. This incident itself is a scandal that can be controlled."

"After clarifying this, we can understand why this wealthy businessman moved out quickly and rented this place to the FBI. The police station here must be controlled by several families, so they modified the files to allow the organization's intelligence network to find the result of 'homicide'. In the eyes of the police, this area should be the so-called 'no man's land'."

Gin was patient and spoke a little more, which was rare, hoping to inspire his younger brother.

"Ah?" Vodka was confused.

"So what does that mean?"

“…” Gin closed his eyes, feeling somewhat desperate.

"It means that no one is willing to take care of this place. Even if there is an explosion or collapse, they will just hastily close the case as an accident to avoid disturbing those big shots and causing trouble for them."

Glenfiddich found Gin's expression somewhat funny, so he kindly followed the conversation to explain it to Vodka.

"So we don't need to be so cautious about infiltration. We can just encircle and suppress them. It's simple and quick. Rum's intelligence was wrong, which made him overestimate the control of those people in this area."

"So that's how it is." Vodka finally understood. They had been staying up late, groping in the dark, and trying hard to infiltrate, and they had even applied for so many A drugs. It was all because of this guy Rum!

It was Rum who caused him to write so many troublesome reports!

Damn rum!

Although Nanatsuki Koshimizu was not sure what these actions meant, she understood the underlying logic.

No wonder no matter how hard she tried, those people from the police station were unwilling to come to this area to investigate...it turned out that there was collusion behind the scenes.

They knew the truth a long time ago, but in order to cover up the "scandal", they let Xiaogui bear the identity of the suspect and watched her die in despair...

She felt incredibly ridiculous.

"So...are these still useful?" Vodka looked at the iron box containing drug A in his hand.

Gin was silent for a moment, then said, "...I've brought them all."

Anyway, he didn't write the report.

"Oh." Vodka was a little frustrated.

Leaving the bomb and the schematic diagram with the location marked on it to Vodka, Glenfiddich and Gin left the villa, leaving the poor honest man busy.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu followed quietly behind them.

Gin lit up another cigarette for himself and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

After Glenfiddich said he wanted to take her away, Gin stopped paying attention to this girl. After all, no matter what Glenfiddich said, he was qualified to have someone around him.

As for whether there would be any problems with his identity or any other troubles, it was none of his business. Anyway, Glenfiddich wanted the person, and he would be responsible if anything happened.

But he was a little curious about what kind of person could be favored by Glenfiddich.

You know, the last person he brought with him was Ireland, and now he is the person in charge of New York.

By the way, the next one is Gin, who is now the person in charge of Tokyo.

Although Glenfiddich seems to be out of tune all day long, this man has very picky tastes.

In his eyes, vodka is a useless thing.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Nanatsuki Koshimizu briefly.

To be honest, she is a little beautiful, but not to the extent that can impress people like them. After all, with the existence of Vermouth around them, after a long time, their requirements for beauty have become somewhat high.

He huddled behind Gryffindor, keeping silent, like a little sparrow, quite cowardly.

His eyes flashed from time to time, as if he was about to say something but stopped himself from speaking, and he was hesitant. His character was not good.

His eyes moved down and landed on the limping ankle of Nanatsuki Koshimizu.

His lower body is weak and he can hurt himself if he gets scared, and his physical fitness is not good either.

Isn't this pure waste?

Gin withdrew his gaze and smoked silently.

This is not even as good as vodka...

It seems that Glenfiddich is getting old and his vision is not as good as before.

"Oh, right." Grunfiddie suddenly thought of something and turned around to call out to Nanatsuki Koshimizu who was a little distracted.

"Uh uh...what's wrong?"

She responded somewhat guiltily.

"Although I made the decision to let you join the organization, our organization also has a threshold, so now I have a task for you, which will be regarded as a test before joining."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu's heart trembled. Is it coming after all?

The entry test for the legendary criminal organization!

Her face became serious and she nodded seriously.

"I'm ready."

"That's good. I'll arrange for someone to take you back to Tokyo. Your mission is to regain your status as a Tokyo University student, and then apply for an outstanding graduation within this year and be promoted to a graduate student."

"I must complete the task...ah?" She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

Glenfiddich spread his hands as a matter of course: "The one I led before was Ireland, he was a top student at Stanford, and Vodka next to Gin is at least a master's degree student from the University of Tokyo. I can't take you out and tell others 'This is my subordinate, high school education, undergraduate dropout', right?"

“......Oh.” Koshimizu Nanatsuki clicked his tongue, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

"When we return to Tokyo, I will ask someone to check the information of the high school detective, but I will not tell you his identity." Grunfiddie suddenly changed the subject.

He smiled, his eyebrows curved into a crescent shape, with the mole dotted on the edge of the crescent.

"Find him within a year, either directly or through some conspiracy...kill him, no matter what method you use."

"This is your entry assessment. If you are lucky enough not to complete it, I will send you to reunite with your good friends."

"If unfortunately it is completed, then I will have to ask you to stay in this hateful world for a while longer and help me do something."

His voice was as cold as the wind in the early morning of autumn.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki was stunned.

Then he nodded heavily.