I, Minami Kotori, Son of the Sun

Putting aside Bai Li and the others' daily lesbian activities, our great detective, the shrunken brother Kudo Shinichi, is doing his best to solve the case.

"Hello, Officer Megure? Please tell me the address of Miss Hirota Masami." Conan said.

It sounded more like an order than a request.

At present, he is not able to make the entire Metropolitan Police Department work for him with just one word, so he uses Kogoro's voice.

After all, this is not the first time that Uncle Kogoro’s account has been stolen.

"Oh, brother Maori, but we have already investigated it."

"I just felt that there were still some doubts, so I wanted to investigate it myself."

"Do you need help contacting the landlord?"

"No, no need."

Conan, his technique of passing through empty doors is also extraordinary.

Although he had not received systematic training in Hawaii, ordinary locks could not stop him.

Inspector Megure was confused, but since Brother Mori said so, there must be a reason for it.

"The address is ..."

. . .

Conan was riding a skateboard on his way to Hirota Masami's apartment.

While rushing along the sidewalk, he sorted out the current clues.

From noon to four o'clock in the afternoon, he learned from Uncle Maori many times that the robber had died.

Ahem, of course it doesn’t mean that the robber will fake his death. In fact, the three suspects who were targeted died one after another.

First, the driver was found dead on the rainy night last night. Then, a bank security guard who was waiting for further investigation at home died at noon today. Another accomplice also died in the apartment.

As for how we know that the three dead people are definitely related to the robbery case…….

A map layout of the entire bank was found in the home of the third victim, along with a whiteboard plan.

The above records in detail the entire planned crime process.

Overall, it is similar to Conan's reasoning.

The security guard acted as an insider, and the bank clerk also did it.

The whole plan was as careful as possible, but it was strange.

Such a well-trained robber actually left the names of all the people involved in the robbery on the whiteboard.

He also drew big red circles with a marker, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch these people.

"The police's current reasoning is that Miss Hirota Masami, who resigned this morning, planned the entire robbery, and then killed several robbers in order to pocket the 1 billion yen for herself." Conan murmured.

All three suspects died from gunfire. They were shot in the heart with multiple rounds from a USP pistol with a silencer.

However, he still felt something was wrong, so he wanted to go to Hirota Masami's residence to take a look.

He had met that sister a few times before. She was a very kind sister and would not do such a thing.

However, current evidence points to this possibility.

But, the detective will not let anyone suffer an unjust accusation.

Brother Qiufeng's experience not only made Xiaoniao grow, but also made him, as a behind-the-scenes detective who participated in the whole process, no longer the arrogant self he used to be.

He couldn't believe that Miss Hirota Masami could be so cruel and heartless.

. . .

"I don't even need to go through an empty door." Conan took the key he found under the flower pot and opened the door easily.

What a pity! It seems that he won’t be able to show off his title as the King of Beika Town today.

Entering the house, he quickly determined the location of the bedroom.

As a gentleman, Conan went straight to Miss Hirota Masami's boudoir.

Don't get me wrong, he is not a pervert like the big monster bird, he is just simply looking for the truth.

Because secrets are usually hidden in the most hidden places.

With just one glance, he noticed something unusual.

"Socket? But why is it blocked by the desk?"

There is also a desk lamp on the table, which is a non-rechargeable type that needs to be connected to a wire to light up.

"Could it be..." He used all his strength to twist the legs of the table slightly.

Tsk, this broken body...

His fighting power is not even one tenth of what it used to be!

"Got it." Despite complaining, he opened the socket cover and found a key.

It has a lock number on it.

Judging from the location, it's in Tokyo Trade Plaza...

Suddenly, a familiar feeling came over him, this familiar feeling of being stolen from behind, he was very familiar with it.

It is also directly related to his shrinking.

"Damn, there's Lao Liu!" He was about to turn around, but the child's parameters were not big enough.

In the end, he could only barely see the guy who knocked him out.

"Miss Yamei..."

Even the keys in his hand were taken away.

"Don't go, you will be killed..." He struggled. Perhaps Miss Yamei was not as strong as Mr. Gin.

Maybe it was because the former reduced his strength - after all, knocking out a child was something that probably anyone could do, except for a loser like the White-haired Vampire Princess.

"Boy, don't pursue this any further, you will be in danger." After leaving a piece of advice, the sound of high heels gradually faded away.

What? She's wearing high heels?

Damn it! If that's the case, how did she kill me with a knife?

Conan regretted it very much, because he was not vigilant enough when he was looking for clues.

It’s smaller now, but I still can’t get rid of this bad habit.

With resentment towards herself, she struggled to get up and looked at the red Ferrari parked downstairs.

"Damn it, at least let me..." He took off his suspenders and quickly made a slingshot, launching the buttons on his clothes.

The magnetic button-type tracker was instantly effective and, under Conan's halo as the protagonist, stuck to the red taillight of the Ferrari from eight hundred miles away.

"Nice! Next, his mission has been completed. The next step is to call Sister Xiaoniao."

Please, Sister Bird.

But the call was not connected. Conan, who was planning to lie dead where he was, looked at the Ferrari going away, struggled, and pushed open the door.

He started running.

You may ask why he fought so hard when his opponent was just a criminal.

Because, saving people does not require a reason...

. . .

At the dim dock, the red Ferrari braked suddenly and stopped between the red and blue cargo boxes.

The familiar red and blue piers, here is a famous place, Tokyo Bay.

There was the infamous explosion of the B Foundation building, the police vs. the gangsters, the Rhino vs. the killer vs. the Kamen Rider...

All in all, it is a place full of disasters.

"You're finally here." A deep and magnetic male voice sounded, and the blond man in black smiled.

"I'm here as promised." The person who came was none other than Hirota Masami, wearing a red dress and black thick-heeled high heels.

No, maybe I should call her...

"Ms. Miyano Akemi, you seem to be in a hurry?" Gin said with a smile, glancing at the Ferrari two-door sports car with a sharp gaze.

Vodka also followed the boss's gaze and saw that the headlight was blinded and the red paint was covered with scratches.

"Haha, I remember that you loved your car the most before." Gin said with a smile, "Your sister makes you so panicked?"

Miyano Akemi was silent for a while and lowered her head: "I will give you 1 billion yen, as for my sister..."

"Show me the money first." Gin said impatiently.

"Here is the key. The box containing 1 billion yen in cash is stored in a storage box at Tokyo World Trade Center."

"very good."

"Why did you kill people?" Miyano Akemi's voice trembled.

"Murder? Does that require a reason?"

Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, let my sister go."

"Unfortunately, your sister is not as mediocre as you. She is an indispensable talent for the organization."

"This is different from what we agreed!" Miyano Akemi yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Yeah, that's different from what I thought." Gin raised his pistol, "This was supposed to be the last test. It seems that you are not the kind of obedient person."

Although, no matter if he is tested or not, Gin has always been ruthless in doing things.

No matter how Miyano Akemi behaves today, there will only be one ending.

"One last question, do you know the man in black on the motorcycle?"

Miyano Akemi shuddered: "You, what are you talking about?!"

"That guy who suddenly disappeared. Didn't they say so?"

Refers to the other robbers who were assassinated.

"Yes, yes, I know his identity, so..." Miyano Akemi looked like she had a bargaining chip, "My sister..."

Before she could finish her words, the bullet had already pierced her heart.

"Why...?" She endured the pain and stared at Gin.

Lies. The organization doesn't need a woman who tells lies all the time.

"They said so too. I guess they made it up just to find a reason to swallow the 10 billion yen." Gin sneered.

"None of the local surveillance cameras captured the so-called motorcycle man. Are you trying to use this as an excuse to keep the money for yourself?"

"No, I don't! I just want my sister!"

"Heh, but the subordinates you chose chose money."

"Then I only give you one choice, die." Like the roar of the god of death, four consecutive gunshots hit Miyano Akemi's chest.

Bloody.

The sound of the skateboard echoed throughout the empty dock, and Conan saw the Ferrari from a distance.

The car door was still open and the exhaust pipe was still spewing hot air.

Great, in this case, she should still...

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the woman lying in a pool of blood...

"Ms. Hirota Masami!" He was too impulsive. If the person who killed her had not gone far away by then.

He can't escape either.

However, he couldn't ignore it. Even though he was used to seeing life and death, he didn't want to see someone die in front of him.

"you……"

"Ms. Yami! I'll call an ambulance!"

Miyano Akemi smiled miserably and raised her weak hands: "No need..."

Her heart was pierced and she was about to die.

But before that...

"This is the real key..."

He took out the real key from the hidden pocket on his chest: "In the Rice Flower Building, before they do."

"Who is it? Who did it?"

"They...are a group of people dressed in black. Each of them uses the name of a drink as a code name."

"Jin, vodka..."

Dressed in black...

Could it be that!

Conan sweatdropped and looked around.

"No, don't worry, they've gone far away." Miyano Akemi smiled, "My real name is, Miyano Akemi..."

"Who are you?"

"Edogawa, no, it's Kudo Shinichi." He hesitated for a while and told the secret.

Only in front of a dying person would he no longer hide his real name.

"Kudo Shinichi... I see. Shiho also mentioned you..."

She smiled miserably, as if lamenting that in the end she could do nothing for her sister.

A tear passed by, just like a black star that had just begun to twinkle in the sky.

Akemi Miyano, died.