Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"Have you heard that this chick named Miyano Akemi wants to quit the organization?"

"Miyano Akemi? I've never heard of her. She's just daydreaming. How can she just quit the organization whenever she wants?"

In the bar, two extras were chatting happily, talking and laughing.

"Hi, what's new recently? Share it with us." A man in a black suit and a black hat, with a pair of silver monocles reflecting his blurry face hidden by black hair.

"Who are you... um!... Lord Fu Huashi, you are here too!" Extra No. 1 recognized the man in front of him. Although Fu Huashi was not very famous in the organization, he was said to be someone who could walk the line between gin and Hennessy. He must not be provoked.

"I have an appointment. You said Miyano Akemi wants to quit the organization. Come talk to me." Fu Huashi sat down and drank a glass of sangria that the waiter had just brought. (Liang Jiang hasn't updated for a long time. I miss him a little bit~)

"I heard from my friends in the action team that Miyano Akemi had the audacity to say she wanted to take her sister away from the organization. How stupid." Extra No. 1 said.

Extra No. 2 laughed wantonly, "Hahaha, I heard that the organization asked him to rob billion yen in exchange, but I didn't expect her to be so stupid as to actually agree to it. She didn't even think that even if she succeeded, Gin wouldn't let her go, hahaha."

"Really?" Fu Huashi took a sip and smiled strangely.

After a while, the two men left. Fu Huashi looked at the pocket watch in her hand and found that the guy seemed to be late.

"Hey Fu Huashi, you said you had something good to give me, what is it? I finally took a leave from Brother Gin to come here." A big man in black clothes and sunglasses walked over, and he looked a little dazed.

(Vodka: Are you polite?)

"Hi, Vodka Gaga, come here, it must be good stuff, you will definitely like it." Fu Huashi greeted and took out... Yoko Okino's latest pre-sale album from the small bag she carried with her.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Vodka’s sunglasses were bulging out, “For me?” Vodka took this treasure from his idol tremblingly. At this moment, Fu Huashi was surrounded by holy light.

"Yes, Vodka, this is yours."

"Hahaha, I heard that this was sold out on the same day, and it will take at least 2 months to be officially launched. That's great, I can finally be one step ahead of Hennessy~" (Hennessy: No, I have it.)

[System prompt: Vodka's favorability +10]

Vodka ordered a glass of vodka from the counter and drank it all in one gulp, happy like a little kid, "This is the new task that Brother Gin gave you, take a look."

He took out a file bag from his bosom and handed it over. Fu Huashi took it. Inside was... information about Miyano Akemi.

"Brother Gin said that he wants you to participate in Miyano Akemi's operation to rob 1 billion yen." The dark sunglasses could not reveal the look in Vodka's eyes at this moment, but from his tone, one could hear a deep obscurity.

"Ah, robbing someone myself? I'm not good at this kind of thing." I'm a law-abiding citizen... Well, it seems I haven't been that for a long time...

"Brother Gin said he didn't let you do it yourself. All you have to do is supervise and get rid of that woman in the end~" Vodka smiled wickedly and wiped his palm against his neck, representing the attitude of the organization. Miyano Akemi was dead.

"understood."

Fu Huashi narrowed her eyes slightly. Miyano Akemi had only seen her once, when she met Shirley when she went out for a trip. In the original work, she was a victim of Shirley's defection.

She is a kind and beautiful girl, but she was born in darkness and is stuck in the mud. She is pitiful and sad.

I... No, fate cannot be defied...

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Since becoming Maori Kogoro's disciple, Natsume Hoshi has been completely raised by Maori Kogoro in a laissez-faire manner, in other words: Maori Kogoro doesn't care about anything.

"Brother Natsume, is there any point in following that confused great detective?" Conan looked at Natsume Hoshi, who was furiously copying down the random instructions given by Kogoro Mori. He looked very sympathetic, and his efforts were in vain.

"No problem, Conan, as long as you continue to perform the reasoning show of the sleeping Kogoro like before, then I can become the disciple of a famous detective and gain fame~" Natsume Xing smiled complacently.

"Natsume-san, are you thinking of this? Haha, then I wish you good luck."

"Stop talking about this, Conan. Have you heard about the 1 billion yen robbery a few days ago?"

"I heard it, it seems to be..."

"Hey, you two little brats, keep your voice down and don't disturb me watching the horse race!" Maori Kogoro was still drunk and looked careless, looking unreliable. (Same complaint as Hennessy)

"Sorry~" Natsume Xing smiled and continued writing.

Ding Dong~ Hey, the protagonist is here.

Miyano Akemi makes a stunning appearance in a cute student look with twin ponytails.

"Please, Mr. Detective, help me find my dad!"

"Um, okay." Kogoro, here comes the work. No need to worry about dinner today.

"This is my father, Kenzo Hirota." Hirota Masami (alias of Miyano Akemi) handed over a photo of... uh, a fat and strong man.

(Miyano Atsushi: I think there is nothing on my head..)

"Then I'll leave it to you. I will contact you every day." Hirota Masami left, turned back, and faced everyone with a special, smart and heartwarming smile.

"How can I find someone with just a photo? I can't just ask people everywhere aimlessly." Kogoro Mouri looked at the photo and searched for the voice.

"Could it be related to horse racing? I found that the four cats raised by Mr. Hirota are the same as the 'Gokai Emperor' mentioned by Mr. Maori in the horse racing." Natsume Xing reminded.

"Emm, it's possible."

Conan: What Natsume-san said is indeed possible.

--small theater--

The dark alley was filled with dark-skinned men smoking cigars, staring with dark faces at the large figure wearing sunglasses and covered in shadows walking towards them in the dim light.

The dark and lifeless dark circles exude a suffocating oppression.

"Did you bring the things?" Hennessy said coldly.

"I have it. Where is the money I want?" Vodka raised the black suitcase in his hand and asked coldly.

"Here, not a penny less." Hennessy picked up the box at his feet.

"Yes, the amount is correct."

"Wait, open the box and inspect the goods. How do I know whether the stuff inside is real or fake?" Hennessy put his hands in his pockets, staring at Vodka with empty and dark eyes.

"Huh, you're so suspicious." Vodka said, opening the suitcase.

Inside the suitcase, there is… um… a record of Yoko Okino’s songs…??!

"How about it? You don't have the latest Yoko Okino record, right? I'm short of money recently, so I reluctantly gave it up and sold it to you at a low price." Vodka smiled proudly.

But Hennessy had a gloomy face, exuding a dark aura, "Is this what you are talking about?"

"Everyone doesn't have it, you old bastard, wait, the deal is canceled!! I was so happy for nothing." Hennessy took out an identical record from his arms.

"Nani!!!"