The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Because Yuanshan Heye had called in advance, the police arrived quickly.

The first person to arrive was Officer Otaki, whom Kazuha called "Uncle Otaki". He was tall, with broad shoulders, and looked fierce when he frowned. But when he saw Toyama Kazuha standing on tiptoe and waving to greet him, he revealed a gentle expression.

His hair was shaved very short, revealing his head shape without any modification. Although it might sound disrespectful to say this, from a distance, Rin Chiyu looked like he was seeing a potato head walking towards him.

This is a more vivid way of saying it.

Officer Otaki and his fellow policemen were moving forward to control Yusuke Sakata. The nearest policeman took handcuffs from Sakata and was about to handcuff him.

Officer Otaki sighed, held the young policeman's hand, and shook his head at the young policeman's puzzled look.

He put away Sakata's handcuffs, took out his own pair of handcuffs from his waist, put them on Sakata's hands, and after checking that they were correct, he patted him on the shoulder.

Sakata Yusuke's eyes were red and he lowered his head.

At this time, a bearded man got out of the police car. It was Sotaro Goji, who had been frightened all day. He grabbed Sakata Yusuke's collar, shook him, and was about to hit him in the face with his fist.

"You're the one who wants to kill me?!"

He stretched his arms out for a month and a half like drawing a bow, gathering strength to the extreme. He was also big and strong, and if this blow had hit Sakata in the face, he would probably have a mild concussion.

However, a hand grasped his fist tightly from behind, like an iron clamp. Unconvinced, Sotaro Goji tried to use some force, but his hand still did not move and he could not pull it free.

He was about to get angry and turn around to yell, but he met a pair of eyes that were calm but majestic.

"He is still my subordinate, please don't touch him."

"Ah, it's Father Yuanshan!" Officer Otaki called out, "When did you come?"

Toyama Ginjiro let go of his hand, and Goji Sotarou staggered two steps, rubbing his bruised wrist in pain.

Tightening his tie, Toyama Ginjiro said to Goji meaningfully, "Since the murderer has been arrested, the police's obligation to protect you has been fulfilled. I will come back at a later date to wait for your instruction."

“At that time, I hope to talk to you about what happened 20 years ago.”

He narrowed his eyes and his tone turned cold, giving Goji Soutarou goosebumps.

Hattori leaned close to Kazuha's ear with his eyes slanted and whispered, "Why is your father here?"

Yuanshan Heye's eyes curved, "Because Dad and the others have been so busy these days because of this case. Just when there was some progress in the case, I called him to come. This way, after the case is over, he can help you entertain your friends. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

She said this in a tone that said, "Am I smart? Praise me now."

Hattori Heiji could only make an expression as if he had a toothache.

"Heiji." After commanding the police force, Toyama Ginjiro walked over. His face did not look good and seemed to be getting stern.

Sure enough, the first time he saw Heiji, he became stern, his brows tightly furrowed. The majesty of a superior was so overwhelming that Hattori dared not even breathe heavily.

"I heard that you were alone with the murderer in a closed space, knowing his identity, without any self-protection measures?"

"Is that right?"

Hattori Heiji swallowed dryly, nodded without objection, and looked at him timidly.

As if a volcano erupted, Toyama Ginjiro, who had never changed his expression when facing Sakata or Goji since his arrival, suddenly exploded.

"How many times have I told you that no matter what the situation is, your own safety comes first, and everything else comes second? You just didn't remember it this time!"

"I think you have to get beaten a few more times by your father!"

Yuanshan Heye quickly came up and held his arm, smiling and soothing him: "Dad, don't be angry, Heiji must have done this because he knew nothing would happen to him. You see, he also contributed to this case, so let it go this time."

"Nothing will happen?" Toyama Ginjiro slapped Hattori Heiji hard on the butt with such great force that Heiji jumped up with his hands covering his butt.

"It will be too late when something happens!"

Hattori Heiji covered his butt with his teeth bared, and tried to refute: "What do you mean by putting your own safety first? You and my father took a lot of risks when we went on operations before!"

"You kid!" Toyama Ginjiro raised his hand and was about to rush forward again, but was unfortunately held back by He Ye.

"Heiji, stop talking!" She wanted to go up and cover his mouth. She could have just admitted her mistake honestly and let it go, but he had to be so rude.

Maori Kogoro on the side interrupted awkwardly: "Well, although I really don't want to disturb your relationship, but brother Toyama, there is still a Numabuchi Kiichiro who hasn't been caught, right..."

When Toyama Ginjiro saw Maori Kogoro approaching, he immediately put on a friendly expression: "That's right. I invited you to Osaka, but I failed to fulfill my duties as a host. I apologize to you on behalf of Heiji."

Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes, thinking that the boy could have performed a magic trick so quickly by changing his expression.

"By the way, um, Rin, right?" Toyama Ginjiro looked past Hattori and greeted Rin Shakuha behind him with a friendly smile.

"Come and play with Ye Heiji more often when you have time. Kongming and I are old acquaintances."

Lin Shakuha nodded obediently: "I understand, Uncle Ginshiro."

"Then I'll leave you later." Toyama Ginjiro waved his hand and left with his people.

In the police car.

"Notify our colleagues in Hyogo of Numabuchi's location and have them arrest him now."

Toyama Ginjiro pinched his brows and his voice sounded a little tired.

In fact, he hadn't slept for two days.

Because of this case.

To be precise, it was because of the swamp.

A week ago, the cabinet issued an order to arrest a man named Kiichiro Numabuchi on charges of intentional homicide.

The order was first conveyed to Brother Shiratori, the Superintendent of Police, and then passed down through the ranks to Heizo and him.

The whole of Osaka was quickly mobilized.

But only he, Heizo and Brother Shiratori knew that the charge was false.

The evidence was transferred to Numabuchi from another case.

Moreover, the case was highly confidential, and he, as the Chief of the Criminal Division of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department, had only just begun to get to the bottom of it.

This is not reasonable.

Numabuchi has a big secret.

This is their consensus.

But the orders came from the Cabinet.

After contacting Kong Ming, they discovered another strange phenomenon, that is, various small and medium-sized enterprises in Osaka inexplicably began to spring up like mushrooms after a rain, but this rise was not in line with the natural laws of the market.

They are trying to shake the Suzuki Group's control over Osaka's business community and break Kong Ming's complete control over Osaka's business community.

Kong Ming suspected that there was a mastermind behind this. He guessed that the purpose of this mastermind was to confuse the vision and muddy the waters, so a behemoth like the Suzuki Group with a "global vision" would not be allowed to exist.

All of a sudden, both the business and political circles took big actions, which showed that the situation in Osaka was not optimistic at the moment.

This is probably a sign of the coming storm.

"what?!"

The exclamation of Officer Otaki interrupted his thoughts. Toyama Ginjiro focused and looked over with an inquiring look, only to see that his face was pale and his eyes were full of resentment.

Seeing Toyama Ginjiro's look, Officer Otaki opened his mouth slightly, his bloodless lips trembling, and looked at his boss with a sad and incredible tone.

"Numabuchi was not found at the address Sakata pointed out..."

His next words made Toyama Ginjiro's heart skip a beat, and that bad premonition finally became a reality.

"There was a huge explosion at the scene, and the three policemen were unable to dodge..."

"Died on the spot..."

Boom! !

The sky, which was sunny just a moment ago, was suddenly covered with large patches of dark clouds, making the sky gray and gloomy, and heavy thunder exploded one after another.

A pedestrian on the road touched his wet hair blankly, looked up, and then opened the umbrella in his bag.

But more people were not fully prepared and could only flee in panic, hoping to find a roof that was wide enough.

It's raining.

......

Grunfidget took off the earphone connected to the bug from his right ear and stretched comfortably.

"I didn't expect you would hide the bug in something like that." Bourbon took a sip of the cappuccino he ordered like Glenfiddich, and his eyebrows twitched.

Well, it’s actually quite stunning.

Without answering him, Grenfiddich tapped the table with his index finger and shook his phone: "The mission failed. What do we do next?"

"The intelligence is correct and the operation was not wrong. It's just that unexpected factors have emerged. Just report it truthfully." Bourbon wrote a mission report skillfully.

"After that, it will probably be turned into a long-term mission and sent back to Rum. It won't have much to do with us anymore."

"It's just that the person who issued this task might go crazy."

As he was saying this, the screen of his own phone suddenly went black, a Q-version penguin image popped up, and a cold mechanical sound came from the microphone.

"It's not me who's mad, it's that fellow Rum."

When Toru Amuro saw that his phone was suddenly hacked, his heart sank.

Fortunately, he uses different mobile phones for different identities.

"Although I'm embarrassed to talk about you behind your back, could you please not be so rude before contacting me next time?" Bourbon narrowed his eyes and looked at the penguin.

"This is the contact method I have selected multiple times after calculation. The general way of calling has a 56% chance of causing a bad situation, such as being discovered by the target during the mission, and a 39% chance that the call will not be answered. Only in the remaining 5% of the cases will you answer the phone obediently."

The penguin in the picture even lip-syncs to the mechanical sound, and it matches perfectly.

"Only by hacking directly into your phone can we achieve a 100% answering effect, and no one will notice it."

Glenfiddich tapped the penguin's belly on the screen to act as a tickle. "So what's so special about that swamp?"

The penguin jumped away from where his finger tapped in dissatisfaction. The mechanical voice continued, "Subject 17 is one of the few successful cases of body modification. His muscles have high-energy explosive power, his nerve reaction speed is 13 times that of ordinary people, his joints are extremely flexible, and his cardiopulmonary function has been strengthened so that he can go for three hours without breathing and rely on internal circulation for oxygen supply. He can even deliberately control his heart rate, and can carry out assassination activities silently. He is an excellent killer material."

"As long as we can bring him back, with detailed data and comparisons, we can quickly complete the 'mass production of gin plan'. Rum has been looking forward to this plan for a long time. Now that your mission has failed and his hopes have been dashed, he must be feeling bad."

"Mass-produced gin... haha." Glenfiddich laughed unceremoniously.

"I dare not even imagine what Gin's expression would be when he knew about your evil plan."

Penguin was silent for a while, and the mechanical voice became a little hesitant: "My calculations tell me that the probability of you snitching to Gin is only 0.03%."

"But there's a 99.96% chance that this will be blown to everyone except Gin."

"It seems that I came at the wrong time today."

After saying this, the penguin stuck its butt out and jumped toward the bottom of the phone screen. It quickly disappeared, and Bourbon's phone screen lit up again and returned to normal.

so......

Where did Numabuchi go?

Let's go back to one day ago.

Hyogo mountain area.

Eeeeee——

The wooden door was slowly pushed open and got stuck halfway.

The person paused, took back the umbrella in his hand, and easily passed through the gap with his slender body.

The room was dark and quiet.

He turned on the flashlight, held a long black umbrella in one hand, and walked around the house leisurely.

He looked at row after row, shelves filled with sundries, cabinets filled with specimens, and finally stopped in front of the workbench, flipping through the gray work log with interest.

The owner here doesn't seem to be very educated, and his writing style is relatively simple, but accurate. Unfortunately, there is a big hole in the middle, so a lot of the content can't be seen clearly.

After wiping the dust off his fingers with a handkerchief, he shone the flashlight on the ceiling and soon found a secret door.

He poked it with the long umbrella that served as a walking stick, and the flimsy wooden board was pushed open.

Noticing the dust accumulated on the ground, he was reluctant to let the board fall, as it would stain the maroon dress he was reluctant to wear today.

He thought today was a special day.

Suitable for interviews.

"Could you please come over to this opening and talk? To be honest, I'm not very willing to climb in a place like this. It looks very indecent." Professor Lecter spoke softly, and the umbrella knocked on the shelf, making a slight crisp sound.

After a sound of dragging cloth, a haggard face poked out of the hole. His eyes were very cloudy and his hair was messy like a homeless person.

He just looked down quietly without saying anything.

"Very good, I like people who are considerate." Professor Lecter smiled with satisfaction.

"I would like to negotiate a deal with you."

"My psychological clinic is short of a staff member. I think you are qualified for this job. Now you can make some requirements and your opinion on the salary."

Numayuki wrinkled his nose and his cloudy eyes rolled around. He pinched his hanging hair and a crisp metal collision sound came from his hands.

"I want to see...the stars at home..."

Professor Lecter adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said gently: "So..."

"Contract reached."