Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Inspector Megure stepped forward to face the girl who had spoken. After seeing her face clearly, he froze and fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Officer Matsumoto asked in surprise.

"Perhaps they were attracted by my beauty?"

Kogoro Mouri laughed smugly and turned around to display his "feminine charm".

"Uh"

Officer Matsumoto's expression froze instantly. After a long while, his lips twitched, and he asked incredulously,
"Y-you are Mori-kun?"

“Yeah,” Kogoro Mouri nodded, giving a dramatic wink.

His false eyelashes almost fell off because of this movement, and he quickly held them down with his hand.

Officer Matsumoto covered his mouth, his face turning ashen, barely managing to hold back from vomiting.

He took a few deep breaths and managed to calm himself down.

"Is this okay?"

Inspector Megure's expression was strange, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Kogoro Mouri as if he were assessing a peculiar work of art.

"Give it a try, maybe it really will work," Lin Xiuyi said, suppressing a laugh. "Don't forget, the second girl kidnapped by the criminals, Iguchi Haruko, wasn't particularly pretty. Unless you know her well, you probably wouldn't think Kogoro is a man."

“Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to give it a try,” Officer Matsumoto sighed, as if he had made a major compromise. “Let’s go, I’ll take you to the station.”

He turned and walked toward the door, his steps much heavier than when he came.

To facilitate today's operation, Officer Matsumoto did not drive a police car, but instead brought his own private vehicle.

After leaving the izakaya, Kogoro Mouri suddenly became reserved, quickly covered his face with his hands, and ran into the gray Toyota.

You can make a scene in the store however you want, but if someone you know sees you like this, you'll be incredibly embarrassed.

After Kogoro Mouri got into the car, Shuichi Hayashi was about to follow, but Inspector Megure stopped him: "Hayashi-kun, what's going on?"

“I’ll go too,” Lin Xiuyi said firmly, leaving no room for refusal. “It’s not that I don’t trust you. The two missing girls were always traveling on the train with their boyfriends. I’ll play Kogoro’s boyfriend.”

"With Shuichi and me on the job, we're sure to catch the culprit!" Kogoro Mori shouted, leaning out of the car window.

Suddenly, she put on an intimate act, hugging Lin Xiuyi's arm and resting her head on his shoulder.

This action caused his wig to become crooked once again, and his heavily made-up face left foundation marks on Lin Xiuyi's clean school uniform.

Several girls who witnessed this scene couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Eri Kisaki unconsciously clenched her fist, while Yukiko's expression was as if she had swallowed a fly.

"Onii-chan is unclean!" Reiko muttered to herself, her eyes vacant, her small hand covering her chest as if she had suffered a huge blow.

"Kogoro," Eri Kisaki frowned, "you haven't really become addicted to cross-dressing, have you?"

"I've heard that there are quite a few men in Thailand who undergo surgery to become women, and they're called ladyboys," Yukiko said with a disdainful sneer. "I didn't believe it before, but now that I see Kogoro..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Midori Orikasa noticed something, her gaze lingering on Kogoro Mouri's chest, which had shrunk from hugging Shuichi Hayashi: "Wait a moment."

With that, she quickly ran back to the izakaya. A moment later, the delinquent girl ran back with two steamed buns and handed them to Kogoro Mouri.

"For me? I'm not hungry right now?" Kogoro Mouri looked surprised.

"This isn't for eating," Midori Orikasa explained, her face flushed, her gaze shifting uncertainly, unsure of what to say next.

"This is for you to stuff into your chest," Lin Xiuyi explained, suppressing a laugh, having already understood what the girl meant. "Otherwise, your chest area will easily deflate."

His gaze swept over Kogoro Mouri's flat chest, which was now deformed from the hug.

"I see," Kogoro Mouri nodded in sudden realization, and without hesitation, he pulled open his collar and stuffed two steamed buns into the bra of the woman's underwear.

He then patted his chest, causing the steamed bun to deform slightly.

"Perfect, I can use this to fill my stomach if I get hungry on the tram later."

As he spoke, he swayed his hand over his chest and said, "Haha, my bra size is at least a B now, right?"

"Don't play with that," Eri Kisaki glared angrily at Kogoro Mouri, "you idiot!"

“Eri is right,” Lin Xiuyi said, trying to keep a serious expression. “Be careful not to crush the steamed bun and let the filling come out.”

Japanese steamed buns have fillings, and the two that Midori Orikasa brought were probably filled with red bean paste.

Lin Xiuyi imagined the scene of red bean paste flowing out of Kogoro Mouri's chest and almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Eri bit her lip, looking at the two of them with concern. Her voice, usually so strong, softened for once: "You two need to be careful. If the robbers are difficult to deal with, don't try to force them. Getting back safely is the most important thing."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Lin Xiu smiled and closed the car door.

With the roar of the engine, the car slowly drove away, leaving only a few girls watching its departing figure.

"Will Onii-chan and the others be alright?" Reiko asked softly.

“With Shuichi here, nothing will happen,” Eri Kisaki gently patted the little girl’s head.

Reiko, unusually, didn't argue with her, and together they watched the car disappear around the street corner.

Officer Matsumoto drove to Beika Station and, before the two got out of the car, he reminded them again: "Megure, the others from the First Division, and I will be in plainclothes following you, but we can't get too close so as not to be noticed by the criminals."

“But don’t worry,” Inspector Megure said, glancing at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror, “there are also plainclothes colleagues from the First Division watching over the exit. Nothing will happen.”

After saying this, he handed Kogoro Mouri a small communicator.
"Hide this in your clothes, and contact us immediately if anything happens."

"I-I understand," Kogoro Mori stammered, taking the communicator but then unsure where to put it.

"Pack it with the steamed buns," Lin Xiuyi suggested.

"Oh," Kogoro Mori quickly nodded, tucking the communicator into his bra. The cool metallic touch calmed him down a little.

"Mr. Mori, you..."

Inspector Megure noticed the cold sweat beading on Kogoro Mouri's forehead, leaving obvious marks on his foundation.

"How about forget it."

“It’s alright,” Kogoro Mouri shook his head. “It’s just my first time doing something like this, I’m a little nervous…” (End of Chapter)