The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Okay, switch from camera 2 to camera 3!"

"Don't miss the shot of the goal from the front, Unit 1." The long-faced man wearing headphones shouted into the microphone, his eyes fixed intently on the screen.

"Hey, where is camera No. 4 shooting?" He shouted in dissatisfaction when he saw that the picture had shifted a lot, and soon the angle of the picture on the screen returned to normal.

"Team leader, there's a call for you." An employee behind him came in with a mobile phone and a worried look on his face.

Mr. Kaneko, the director of the broadcasting team, was already very busy. Hearing the news, he said impatiently, "Who would call at this time? Don't you know I'm busy?"

"I don't know, but he kept saying that you will regret it if you don't answer." The employee was a little timid and just handed over the phone.

Mr. Jinzi finally took the phone: "Hello? This is director Jinzi."

After a few seconds, his impatient expression disappeared and was replaced by a serious look.

"Is it the right side of the grandstand? The kid lying on the handrail in the front row..."

He walked behind a director and pointed to an unscheduled screen.

"Hey, Camera 13 is still empty, right? Move the camera to the audience seats on the right."

The director who was called by him quickly said "oh", picked up the walkie-talkie and started communicating with the photographer, and soon the picture appeared on the screen.

Mr. Kaneko continued to put the phone to his ear: "Yes, there are six children."

"The boy on the left with the blue hat? What happened to him?"

call out--

A stream of light passed through the screen at an extremely fast speed, making it difficult for people to react.

But as an experienced director, Mr. Kaneko naturally caught that fleeting moment.

"what!"

......

"You are really calm."

"what?"

Haibara Ai suddenly felt a slight breeze blowing beside her ear, which made her feel a little itchy. She turned her head and saw Conan supporting his face with one hand, tilting his head to look at her, his sky-blue eyes looking a little lazy.

It was the airflow generated by his voice that hit her ears.

"Isn't it usually like this when watching this kind of game?" He pulled out his finger and pointed at the three little ones next to him. "Are you never excited or thrilled?"

Ayumi and the other two were staring at the court with their eyes wide open, with gleams in their eyes.

"There are people like this, right?" Haibara Ai lifted up the scattered hair that was caught by her hat and nodded her chin towards the three little ones.

Conan turned around when he heard that, and saw Chiyoko holding the popcorn bucket, counting the few popcorns left in it out of boredom.

"......" Conan's mouth twitched and he pretended not to see it.

"It was the same when I first transferred in. Most people would feel embarrassed studying among a bunch of kids, but you seemed so calm and composed." He recalled the first time they met, when Haibara Ai pulled out the seat next to him with great domineering attitude.

"It's as if there's nothing you can't adapt to, you always look so indifferent..."

"Does this need to be said?"

Huiyuan Ai raised her eyes and let them fall on the brim of the hat. She pinched the hat with her thin hands and rubbed the knitted texture for a few times. Then she glanced at Conan beside her and said in an ambiguous tone: "Because you are here."

This was different from every possible answer Conan had imagined, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Seeing the great detective's interesting reaction, Huibara Ai curled her lips slightly, quickly retracted her gaze to look at the court, and said softly: "It's because I'm in the same class with you that I can be so calm."

"Because I think we share the same pain."

"Can... ask you something?" Conan asked hesitantly and pulled her gaze over again.

"How old are you?"

"84 is old."

"what?"

For some reason, teasing this great detective always makes her feel better. Haibara Ai smiled slightly, while Conan still stood there with a shocked look on his face.

Before he could be shocked for too long, she immediately added another sentence.

"I lied to you."

"You really are..." Conan was embarrassed. This woman had a really bad personality. She had been scaring him since the first day they met. It was the same at the Rice Flower Hotel. She was clearly here to help, but she still said something mercilessly like "collecting the bodies."

law--

A sharp whistle sounded. It turned out that a player on the field made a mistake and kicked the football out of the field.

The football slowly rolled towards them.

"Actually..." Haibara Ai was about to answer again seriously when suddenly a strong wind blew, ruffling her soft brown short hair. The hat on her head was unfortunately blown away and fell from the audience seats into the field, landing next to the out-of-bounds football.

She quickly held down her flying hair, but failed to stop the hat from escaping.

call out--

There was a slight sound of breaking air. Conan was originally looking towards the hat, but he didn't expect the football to suddenly bounce up strangely, roll a few steps away, and then slowly deflate.

"That is?!"

A bad guess appeared in his mind. Conan's eyes became serious. He turned over decisively, stepped on the fence, and jumped down into the competition venue.

"Conan?"

Ayumi stood on tiptoe and looked down, asking anxiously.

Chiyoko threw away the empty snack bucket, supported herself on the railing with one hand, and swiftly passed over the fence and landed lightly on the ground.

"Chiyo, please give this to Haibara first. It's not convenient for her to appear in the public eye." Conan raised his head and saw his figure. With an expression of "just in time", he handed over the hat he had just picked up.

"You really know how to order people around." Chiyoko took the hat speechlessly.

He pulled down his sleeves slightly, revealing half of a silver-white metal wristband. Chiyoko did something, and a strong steel cable shot out from the wristband and fastened it firmly to the fence he had jumped off earlier.

After adjusting his body position, he exerted a little force on his waist and legs, and the wrist guard began to automatically retract the steel cable, quickly bringing him to the stands.

"What is this?" Yuantai asked curiously, reaching out to poke the metal wristband.

"So cool, just like Kamen Rider."

Haibara Ai took the hat from Chiyoko and stared at the little gadget on his wrist. She still couldn't help but complain: "In order to satisfy you and Kudo's whims, the doctor must have lost a lot of hair."

"It wasn't much anyway..."

Chiyo pulled up her sleeves to cover the metal wrist guard. Overall, she was very satisfied. "It's made of composite material, powerful enough to support a 40kg body weight, with a maximum range of 70 meters. It has two modes: hook and grab. The only drawback is that the battery life is not good. It needs to be charged for more than 40 minutes every day."

"If it were an adult's body, I wouldn't dare to play with this thing, but if it were a child's body, then the possibilities would be endless."

"And speaking of fantastic ideas," Chiyoko forced out a pair of dead fish eyes and looked down at Conan who had taken out a switchblade from somewhere on his body and was digging non-stop on the lawn, "That guy's ideas can be called wild and unrestrained, right?"

"A belt that launches soccer balls the size of hot air balloons. He's the one who came up with it."

"What's even more outrageous is that the doctor actually created it."

Huiyuan Ai also thought of the frequent explosions in the doctor's laboratory, and a smile appeared on her face: "In the field of engineering, the doctor's achievements are great."

"It would be nice if it wasn't placed in these weird places," Chiyoko added.

"Found it!" While they were chatting, the diligent digger Conan finally got something. He shouted excitedly, holding a yellow bullet in his hand.

"Hey, little brother! What are you doing!" The referee who arrived late discovered the kid who was destroying the playing field and hurriedly carried him away.

"No tricks here!"

Conan, having made his discovery, immediately broke free and ran back to the stands.

"Then what big discovery did you make?" Seeing Conan running back to her excitedly, Haibara Ai glanced at him lightly and played the supporting role in a supportive manner.

"Do you know why the football suddenly deflated?" Conan held the bullet in front of him with a serious expression, "7.62mm caliber bullet, made of copper."

"Tokarev, or Type 64." Chiyoko came over and took a closer look at the warhead.

"If it can be equipped with a silencer, it is most likely Tokarev."

Conan nodded. He thought so too. "Besides, the only ones that can be obtained in Japan are Tokarevs smuggled from the United States."

"In short, we must call the police immediately. The presence of guns in a place like this is no joke!"

"I don't think it will be that troublesome." Chiyoko looked towards the entrance of the gymnasium and saw a familiar khaki figure appearing there, followed by a team of police officers.

It's Inspector Megure.

"Pistol! There's a pistol!"

Mr. Kaneko hurriedly went forward, and his already long and thin face looked even more exaggerated, almost like a horse's face.

"Officer, someone is shooting in the gym!"

Inspector Megure held Mr. Kaneko's shoulders steadily, trying to calm him down: "Don't worry, calm down and tell me clearly, who was hit?"

"It's not a person, it's a football."

"football?"

"Yes, it's in the corner of the court." Mr. Kaneko wiped the sweat off his forehead. It was no small matter that a vicious shooter appeared in the game he was directing. If he didn't handle it well, he would not be able to work in the TV station anymore.

"A man with a muffled voice called and asked us to turn the camera to the kid in the front row of the audience, below the kid in the blue hat, looking at the ball that went out of bounds."

"The ball bounced up on its own for no apparent reason, then it deflated, and I saw a beam of light appear in the picture!"

"It must be a pistol!" Mr. Kaneko danced with joy, trying to convince Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure pondered for a while, and then quickly asked him: "Can you still contact the person who called?"

"I couldn't get in touch with him. When I tried to call him back, his phone was turned off and I couldn't get through."

What a pity, if we could call back, it would be much easier to find the criminal.

It seems that the criminal came prepared.

"Inspector Megure, I have something to show you!"

A familiar child's voice came from behind him. Inspector Megure turned around and saw the boy he often saw.

"It's you, Conan."

Conan took out the bullet wrapped in a handkerchief and handed it to Inspector Megure: "Look, I found this next to the ball."

"7.62 caliber Russian bullets. The prisoner must be holding a Russian Tokarev pistol."

Inspector Megure took the bullet and found that it was indeed the case.

Chiyoko followed behind him: "Moreover, this type of pistol is only popular in the underground market from the United States to Japan. It is the easiest model to get, so the criminal's social identity should not be too complicated. At least he is not a professional terrorist."

"...You know a lot." Inspector Megure looked at the two precocious kids sideways.

"Uncle Kogoro taught me all this!" Conan scratched the back of his head and started talking.

Chiyoko followed suit: "Brother Rin is quite interested in these things, so I also learned a lot from him."

It's true, these guys who can solve cases are more outrageous than the others in the way they educate children.

But it did help solve the case.

Inspector Megure was speechless at first, but then he thought, isn't this a good deal for him?

In the long run, there is hope for promotion!

"In short, let's suspend the game first and evacuate the spectators and contestants immediately!" He shook off those distracting thoughts and turned back to give instructions to his police officers.

"No!" Mr. Kaneko stopped him with a look of horror, "The man on the phone said that we are not allowed to stop the game or evacuate the crowd!"

"He said if we acted rashly, he would randomly open fire in the stadium, shooting indiscriminately!"

"What!!"

Inspector Megure is now no longer calm. If the criminal really doesn't care and shoots randomly in this venue with more than 50,000 people, it will definitely cause a huge riot!

By then it won’t just be a matter of shooting. I’m afraid there will be more casualties in the stampede!

By then, the Metropolitan Police Department will not only have to face public opinion that it "acted inappropriately", but even the cabinet will be in trouble.

He quickly recalled the police officers he had just sent out.

"So does the criminal have any requests?" Inspector Megure asked again.

Mr. Kaneko said with an unpleasant expression, "He asked us to prepare 50 million yen in a bag before the halftime break, and he also said that he would inform us later where to pay the money."

“This is blackmail.”

"That's right, this is a complete blackmail against our Nichimei TV station!"

Inspector Megure stroked his chin, with a hint of thought in his eyes. He analyzed: "The criminal is likely to have a grudge against your TV station..."

"He is even willing to resort to terrorist-like behavior. It is very likely that he lacks perfect interpersonal relationships. He is a desperado whose wife and children have been separated and whose family has been destroyed." Chiyoko silently helped him deduce more characteristics.

"Okay, mobilize all plainclothes police officers to the audience seats. Next time the criminal calls, arrest all the guys who are on the phone and meet the criteria!" Inspector Megure waved his hand in high spirits, and all the police officers dispersed.

"As for you guys," he glanced at the Junior Detective Team and said in a muffled voice, "you should go back first. It's too dangerous here."

"Huh?" After Inspector Megure moved aside, Mr. Kaneko could see the children behind him clearly.

"Is the one wearing the hat a girl?"

Ayumi frowned angrily: "Can't you see? How rude!"

Yuan Tai narrowed his eyes: "Even I can't mistake a man for a woman."

"No," Mr. Kaneko waved his hands and defended himself, "It was the man on the phone who said, 'The boy wearing a blue hat on the far left of the six children.'"

Conan suddenly had an idea and chased after Inspector Megure and shouted, "Wait, Inspector uncle!"

"The criminal cannot be arrested immediately!"