The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Wearing [Moriarty's spare glasses], Rinshakuha walked arrogantly on the streets of Beihua. He thought he would be very eye-catching, but reality taught him a lesson - whether criminals or lawful people, there are not as many people in reality as imagined, and most people just live mediocre lives.

There was no purpose, he was just wandering around, thinking about something.

Judging from Kudo Shinichi's situation, the plot has probably not yet begun, and the god of death named Edogawa Conan has not yet been born.

Even though he didn't know why he came to this world the moment he opened his eyes, he was here after all, and he wanted to have some sense of participation.

However, as he was swinging like this, he suddenly felt like he was being watched. The increased intelligence brought by the new equipment allowed him to easily spot the little tail following him. He didn't see the whole picture, but the tracking technique was very skillful, and he was a repeat offender.

He quietly changed the direction of his advance.

......

Toru Amuro was just doing his part-time job as usual. Today it was finally his turn for his favorite job of delivering packages - after all, it gave him a reason to move around, which would be more convenient for his intelligence work - but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a striking figure out of the corner of his eye.

The man walked among the crowd with calm steps, exuding a sense of elegance. Although he was only wearing a high-necked shirt, he gave people the illusion that he was a medieval gentleman, except for the fact that he was holding a cane in his hand.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with this person. This intuition often appeared in dangerous elements, such as those guys in the winery. Although this person was not dressed in black like them, he had a natural temperament that belonged to a criminal.

So he changed the destination of the express delivery and followed it decisively.

He took advantage of the gap to secretly take a photo of the man's profile as he walked around the corner, then skillfully entered an email address on his phone and sent it, "Jing, help me check this person."

The message was replied quickly. When Toru Amuro saw it, he smiled knowingly, put away his phone, and focused on tracking.

"You know that I'm on duty today, right? Forget it, I'll take over in half an hour. P.S. Matsuda said he wants to have curry tonight, so bring some beef back."

Soon, the two emails were deleted remotely as if they had never appeared.

When Toru Amuro walked around the corner, he unexpectedly found that the conspicuous figure could no longer be seen in the crowd.

Did you lose it?

Terrifying anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

Complaining like this, he had no choice but to go back and continue his working journey.

What he didn't know was that Rin Chihaba simply took off his glasses after walking around the corner, and he could no longer recognize her.

I don't know who made this rule, but in this scientific world, as long as you use something to cover your features, maybe a hat, maybe glasses, or even just paint your face white, others won't be able to recognize you.

Obviously, Toru Amuro, who took the photo of Rin Shakuha wearing glasses, could not get any clues from the photo.

"Zero, I didn't find anything about the person in your photo. It's as if this person doesn't exist at all."

After receiving such a message, Toru Amuro was not too discouraged. He was just checking it out based on his intuition.

But from Jing's tone, he seemed a little disappointed...

That's true. After all, he was recommended to go undercover in the organization because of his excellent intelligence gathering ability and strong on-the-spot reaction ability. Now he has not found anything, which is somewhat hurting the self-esteem of this "Scottish" man.

However, he was very familiar with the intelligence network controlled by Team Zero. If he could not find any clues at all, then the background of this "gentleman with glasses" must be extraordinary.

Why does it feel like Tokyo is becoming less and less peaceful?

Mr. Jōtani sighed in his heart, delivered the last package, and set off to buy beef.

......

Shangri-la.

A website that exists in Rin Shakuha's memory.

He vaguely remembered seeing some veterans talking about the history of the website before. As early as the end of the 20th century, Shangri-La became the No. 1 among all similar websites.

If he wasn't bragging.

Lin Chiyu tried to enter Shangri-La according to the login method he remembered.

Enter successfully.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Although the layout of the website was a bit retro, the basic logic was the same. He quickly completed the account registration, and a Mr. Idea named "idea" was born.

After browsing the forum interface as usual, Lin Chiyu was a little surprised that compared to the later generations after the Internet explosion, people at this time were much more taciturn. At least there was nothing interesting to see on the forum.

Relatively speaking, the value of the bounty entrustment interface is much higher, and there are almost no passers-by and netizens who enter by mistake. This is also a benefit. At least for him now, it is much more efficient.

He casually posted an invitation for a bounty for planning an action plan, and began to look for some commissions that could make money.

Shangri-La is a global commission platform, which includes but is not limited to mercenaries, international wanted criminals, financial scammers, and intelligence dealers. The commissions that appear here are also all-encompassing, such as hiring killers, trading contraband, action planning, etc.

Shangri-La, the end of the world, a criminal's paradise.

Rin Chiyu didn't know how he lived before coming to this world. Judging from his memory alone, his quality of life was very average.

At least he didn't want to live in that kind of hellish place anymore, with him being a released prisoner and with such a bad ceiling.

Make money, make money.

Oh?

An interesting bounty happened to catch his eye. A gang of robbers robbed an Italian bank a year ago and gained a total of 15,000 gold coins.

In order to escape arrest, they came to Japan under an assumed name, hid the gold coins, and the buryers drew up a treasure map.

Later, the member who buried the gold coins was inexplicably involved in a murder case and was accidentally killed by the murderer!

The gang then lost track of the gold coins and posted a decryption bounty on Shangri-La, offering a reward of 20 million yen.

Rin Shakuha had some impression of this incident. If he remembered correctly, it was the first case that Kudo Shinichi took the three little ones to solve after he became a child, right?

After accepting the bounty, Lin Chiyu's account soon received a reminder from the website.

"Adhering to the principle of equality and mutual trust, Shangri-La will provide confidentiality measures throughout the transaction."

Then the contact permission of "idea" to the issuer of the reward was enabled.

Sure enough, what they provided was a "treasure map" that was so crude that it looked like it was graffiti by an elementary school student.

Lin Chiyu, based on his memory of the plot and combining it with a little bit of secret codes from the treasure map, quickly figured out the location of the gold coins and sent the result over.

When the website determines that the transaction is completed, the reward will be transferred to the account of this account, and then the principal plus the handling fee will be obtained from the party that offered the reward.

Get 20 million!

But what followed was a virtual screen that popped up in the field of vision.

[Limited scene——the stage of unpredictable fate! ]

[Behind an ordinary robbery case, there are pairs of greedy eyes, and countless viewers have cast their eyes on you]

[Limited scenario benefits: Red and black communication rights are temporarily open]

[Please start your performance]

Behind the Gold Coin Case...

public security?

Lin Chiyu extracted the key information from between the lines and reacted quickly.

The red and black sides have communication rights, could that Gin guy be here too?

He thought about several major robberies in the plot, and the fact that Gin, who was in such a high position, had to trade with people on the spot many times. He gained a new understanding of the economic situation of the winery.

Well, I feel sorry for the model worker for three seconds.

Then he began to wonder what this so-called "communication authority" looked like.

A series of contacts suddenly appeared in the address book of "idea" on the computer.

Gin, Vodka, Vermouth, Red, Zero...

They are all acquaintances.

A smile gradually crept onto his face.

……

"Om—"

The vibration sound was cut off as soon as it sounded. Gin put out the burnt cigarette and took out his phone to check the message.

As he browsed through the lines, his attitude gradually became more serious. Vodka, who was driving beside him and had been following him for a long time, could tell at a glance that his brother was interested.

This kind of excitement usually occurs when Gin blows the rats' heads off.

Vodka was a little curious. What news did the eldest brother see?

However, his qualities as an organizational cadre made him suppress the urge to ask questions. That's right, he was not afraid of being scolded.

Anyway, it's something he knows, and his elder brother will always tell him.

Unfortunately, Gin didn't notice his little thoughts and started pressing keys to make a phone call.

"Rum, it's me."

"Two things, check the address of this mailbox, and then send someone to Mihua to verify the information."

"I was in a hurry to clean up the little rats in the organization, and I stepped on their tails and couldn't get away."

"Anyway, your intelligence officers are pretty idle, aren't they? For example, Bourbon?"

"At least I don't see any big return from the funds I allocated, so let him go. It's time to settle the interest."

After the call ended, Gin didn't want to say anything more to Vodka and just lit another cigarette.

Vodka had no choice but to concentrate on driving and estimating the distance to Gunma.

At this moment, Toru Amuro, who was chewing stewed beef at the table, opened his mobile phone as if he had sensed something, and then he was in trouble.

"What's wrong, Zero?"

Jinpei Matsuda, with his fluffy short hair, added another spoonful of curry to the bowl. After taking off his sunglasses, his handsome face showed a hint of handsomeness. His indigo eyes looked at Toru Amuro.

As he spoke, the other three people also noticed that Amuro Toru was acting strangely and cast concerned glances at him.

It's strange to say, Matsuda is the most unruly guy on weekdays, but when there is any sign of trouble, he is often the most sensitive one.

Toru Amuro waved his hand and browsed the two emails on his mobile phone again. After reading them once, he put the phone on the table for the four of them to pass around.

"I don't know who sent the email with the information about the robbery case, but the other email was from Rum, asking me to investigate the matter as well."

"Are you testing me?" Yi Dahang finished his curry rice in two bites. He freed his hands to look through his emails, frowning and biting on a toothpick.

“That depends on who the first email came from.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang simply wiped his mouth and took the phone from Yi Dahang. "Based on the style of the organization, there probably won't be such a straightforward temptation."

Amuro Toru nodded in agreement.

"I tend to think it's a coincidence. After all, even if Zero looked into this, it wouldn't prove anything."

Jinpei Matsuda's mouth was full and his voice was a little unclear. He pointed at Kenji Hagiwara who had left the dining table and sat at the workbench.

"Hagi has already checked the source of the email."

Hearing this, Amuro Toru felt a little relieved, but the way Matsuda Jinpei ate aroused his appetite again, so he picked up the bowl again.

After all, Morofushi Kagemitsu was worried, so he stood up and walked behind Hagiwara Kenji to follow up on the progress of the investigation.

Soon, the sound of wheels scratching the ground was heard from the other side, and Kenji Hagiwara and Keimitsu Morobushi sat back with their cell phones in hand.

"We can only find out that it was sent from an account named 'idea' on Shangri-La, but there is no way to bypass the confidentiality mechanism and find out the real identity."

"Thanks, Hagi."

Toru Amuro took back his phone and deleted the emails one by one.

"At least it eliminates the possibility of the organization discovering my identity."

He stood up, put on a khaki coat, and checked Bourbon's pistol.

"After all, Rum doesn't understand the new thing like Shangri-La."

Then go out in style.

The four of them looked at each other.

"Zero is really hardworking..."

Jinpei Matsuda swallowed the last bite of rice and said lightly.

"It's because all of us died too early, and in the end only Zero was left out in the world." Yi Dahang said with a sigh.

"At least we can still do some trivial things." Kenji Hagiwara scratched his hair and smiled heartily.

Zhu Fu Jingguang simply packed up and rushed a few people to the work area, "Don't be sad here, get ready to work."

Group Zero began to operate in full swing.

"Captain Ida, please coordinate the deployment of the public security. Matsuda, please keep an eye on the organization's spies nearby. Make sure Bourbon does not reveal any flaws!"

"Hagi, help Zero plan a safe route."

Zhu Fu Jingguang issued orders in an orderly manner, keeping all risks of this operation to a minimum.

"I'm here to negotiate with this 'idea'."

He logged into the Shangri-La account named Zero, accepted the bounty invitation issued by "idea", sent him a simple case, and obtained contact permissions.

"Hello, Mr. Idea."

"Hello, Mr. Zero."