Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 904 Rum Had Planned This All Along
Rum was actually quite helpless. Karasuma Renya had sent him here, yet he hadn't even explained the situation to Gin?
Gin told him that the boss did say he was coming, but didn't tell Gin that he needed to share his rights.

But how can you mobilize manpower for something like searching for dusk if you don't have the authority?

At this time, Karasuma Renya suddenly became unreachable, which made Rum feel extremely uneasy, leading to the talk of a power struggle.

"I have a plan."

"What?" Binga stepped forward and brought his mouth close to Rum's.

Rum's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Since Gin doesn't intend to give me face, and since the boss isn't here and hasn't received orders to cooperate with me, and forbids me from mobilizing personnel, then I'll make him lose the support of the people, and let all the members of the Japanese branch and the peripheral members know how useless their boss is, that he can't even find an undercover agent."

Binga's joy vanished in an instant. If he could, he wouldn't mind taking this opportunity to kill Gin. That damned bastard had even scolded Rum for taking matters into his own hands, resulting in Rum being severely punished.

My gaze fell on his arm, which was wrapped in bandages.

The bandages were tinged with red.

To convince the crowd, Rum fired the shot himself.

His skin was torn and flesh was ripped open, but fortunately Rum knew he was useful and didn't hit the bone, only the flesh and blood. It wasn't a big problem, he could just bear it.

The injury will heal with time, but once you lose face, you lose it!
—If given the chance to take revenge, Binga would certainly not miss it.

"It is an undeniable fact that there are undercover agents in the Japanese branch, and those who can do this in this small area must be related to the public security police."

"Do you have any ideas?" Binga asked, eager to offer them.

"I heard that Sindora has developed several good programs, one of which can be used to hack into the police network system. Their network system has only been established for a short time, so as long as someone is sent infiltrated and hacks into the network through the internal interface, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Although he is not young, Rum is indeed keeping up with the times.

During this period, the internet gradually developed, and 3G networks were rolled out in Japan. The first to benefit were all government departments, as most of their data was uploaded, gradually replacing traditional information storage methods and establishing a high-quality information storage center.

The advantage is improved work efficiency, but the disadvantage is that it is also very easy to hack.

"As expected of Lord Rum, you have already identified areas that we can utilize not long after the rollout of 3G networks. You are truly remarkable."

Rum sipped his drink, accepting his subordinates' compliments with an air of nonchalance.

His brain was his proudest body part.

This method is unknown to most people in the world, and they would not even think of it.

Especially Gin, that idiot is obsessed with solving problems with violence. If killing could completely solve problems, then he wouldn't be the second-in-command.

To be more realistic, the situation with the Ooka family can't be solved by simply attacking them; they need to check and balance each other, which is something that requires some thought.

He has been dismissive of everything Gin has been doing in Kyoto lately. It's fortunate that he almost failed, but the main problem is that he caused the Ooka family and the organization to become officially opposed.

Even though the relationship was already on the verge of collapse, whoever breaks the last shred of dignity is the fool.

So Gin is the idiot.

Binga pondered for a long time, a shrewd glint in his eyes, "Let Arak go."

He proposed it in this way.

Knowing what his subordinate was thinking—nothing more than suppressing dissidents—he understood the dangers of infiltrating the police force.

But it is true that Alac was more suitable than Binga, as he had some disguise skills and was not injured.

Noticing his superior looking at his arm, Binga gave an awkward laugh: "I can cooperate with him and provide technical and intelligence support."

"No need, I have someone else in mind."

"???"

Binga paused for a moment, noticing a hint of mockery in Rum's expression, as if to say that there were still many people available, and even if Curaçao died, it wouldn't just be him and Arak.

who is it?

Binga pondered to himself and quickly came up with a rough guess, defining the scope of the matter.

Perhaps Rum had already begun his preparations, and he has people in Japan!
It must be like this.

Rum didn't offer any further explanation and waved for Binga to leave the room.

He only took out his phone after Binga left.

At the doorway, Binga's face turned incredibly grim.

If you want a promotion and a raise, you can't rely on anyone else but yourself. No matter how much Rum trusts him, he still has a backup plan.

"My idea is right. Kill Gin, find a way to gain the boss's trust, and take over the Japanese branch. Then even Rum won't be able to do anything to me."

He had thought and acted this way before, and then he was tricked by a little girl named Anya. Now, even the slightest movement of his arm hurts.

"Be patient a little longer; the time is not right yet."

noon the next day.

The Weeping Beach on Poseidon Island was packed with people, with almost all the tourists and villagers gathered there.

They swayed to the rhythm of the music, the beach filled with the joy of youth and freedom, and beautiful women in revealing clothes and handsome men with well-defined muscles were everywhere.

This is the most famous music festival on the island, and it's also the reason why Xia Chuan and the others haven't left yet after what happened yesterday.

Ran and Shinichi, Kaito and Aoko, Sonoko and Makoto Kyogoku—several couples cast aside all thoughts and danced with youthful energy.

Anya drags Ai Haibara around, stopping every now and then to catch the bubbles blown out by the bubble machine. Every now and then, balloons that look like yoga balls fall down and are forcefully popped open by them.

Despite saying no, her body language betrayed her words. Her calm demeanor was quickly stirred by Anya, and Ai Haibara broke into a happy smile, joining in the revelry.

Xia Chuan put his arm around Joel's shoulder, swaying to the rhythm, taking a sip of beer and a cheer.

Joel squinted at the crowd around him. He was initially a little uncomfortable with the large number of people, but with Xia Chuan's encouragement, he gradually got used to it.

At a stall on the edge of the stage, Kogoro Mouri, no longer under his daughter's supervision, drank to his heart's content, admiring the beautiful women and laughing heartily.

The turbid waves surged into the sky, and everyone cast aside their worries.

of course there are exceptions.

Shinmei Kaori stood listlessly on the high point, resting her chin on her hand as she watched the revelers.

"It looks like so much fun, I really want to join in."

"You should just give up. Otherwise, who will guarantee everyone's safety?"

Frank's voice was somewhat sarcastic, "I'm working hard too, aren't I? After all, this guy has revealed a lot, so I believe we'll find the gardener's trail soon."

Through the confession of the Taiwanese actor Chong Nan, Frank obtained a shocking piece of information!

—Gardeners are actually Japanese too.

I previously analyzed the chat logs between Joel and the Gardener and always thought the other person was a European or American, but I never imagined that it was actually a disguise.

The ID "Auto Mechanic" was confirmed in the Gardener's dark web chat logs. However, the Gardener has been very secretive about his whereabouts lately, and Takarazuka Shigeo hasn't seen him for a long time, so his suggestion to meet was rejected.

The gardener must have sensed danger; his sixth sense was always accurate.

This is a guess by Taiwanese actor Chong Nan.

However, it is unclear whether this is related to Joel's situation.

I wonder if it's because after he betrayed the Thorn Princess's information some time ago, the Thorn Princess stopped accepting his missions, which made him sense something.

However, given some time and with the help of Taiwanese men, there is still a chance to find the other person.

Frank was very confident in his intelligence and investigative abilities.

The same applies to Natsukawa, which is why he focused all his attention on the Joel and the music festival; otherwise, he would probably have already flown back to Tokyo by now.

"Oh, something seems to have happened."

"What?" Frank was taken aback, then frowned. "What happened?"

"It looks like someone has collapsed."

Shinmei Kaori couldn't be completely sure of the situation either; she only saw a crowd gathered in a circle from afar, with some people exclaiming in surprise and others leaving in fear.

Just as she was about to step forward to check the situation, she saw Xia Chuan make a hand gesture.

"Oh, it seems like a normal case has occurred. The boss told me to ignore it."

"so."

Frank nodded. "They really should have come."

The previous cases were mostly related to Natsukawa personally, and there hadn't been any cases involving Kogoro Mouri yet. Frank had initially found this strange, but now he was finally relieved.

That's quite normal; after all, when Kogoro Mouri is away, cases follow him everywhere.

As the music festival drew to a close, a sudden scream made Xia Chuan frown.

Upon discovering a group of people gathered in a circle, his first instinct was not to approach them, but to find Anya and Ai Haibara, hand them over to Joel, and only then did he go to check on the situation.

In just a short while, the detective duo, Shinichi Kudo and Kogoro Mouri, had arrived at the crime scene and completed the first round of evidence collection.

Seeing this, Xia Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, decided to wait and see for the time being, and then greeted Shinmei Kaori.

"There's been a case, hasn't there?" Joel approached, leading two little girls.

Xia Chuan nodded. "You guys wait here for me. I'll go check the situation. Hopefully, it's not some kind of assassin targeting us."

They then entered the crime scene.

Joel stood there, a sense of unease rising within her. She looked around but saw no one suspicious. Only after confirming that no one was deliberately creating chaos to harm her and Xia Chuan did she relax slightly.

However, he didn't completely relax, holding his daughter's hand in each hand, saying, "Hold my hand tight, don't let go."

Anya nodded earnestly, but her mischievous eyes darted around, scanning the crowd.

Ai Haibara hummed in agreement, then lowered her head and sipped her juice. She found the coconut water on the island to be incredibly delicious, and this was already her second cup.

"Xia Chuan, call the police quickly. The police should still be at the hotel dealing with the explosion. We need them to cordon off the scene."

Seeing Natsukawa approach, Kogoro Mori spoke seriously.

He then looked around and his expression unconsciously changed.

More than 300 people attended the music festival, and the murderer is nowhere to be found, making the search very difficult.

Moreover, with so many people, it's difficult to control them, so the police must be called in immediately.

Xia Chuan took on the role of calling the police before squatting down to check the situation together.

"The deceased was likely poisoned by cyanide; there was a very strong almond smell in his mouth."

Shinichi Kudo carefully smelled the deceased's bad breath, and his expression of closing his eyes as if savoring some delicacy really disgusted Natsukawa.

"Not only that, it also tastes like beer."

Upon seeing the glass in the deceased's hand, the high school detective offered his speculation: "The beer may have contained cyanide, and drinking it caused the death."

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri, who hadn't even put down his wine glass yet, suddenly realized what was happening and threw the glass away.

His face turned blue and then green, as if he had been poisoned, and he dry heaved towards the side.

"Are you alright?" Xia Chuan stepped forward and patted him to comfort him, saying, "Cyanide takes effect very quickly. If all beer contained this chemical, you wouldn't be alive now."

"right."

Kogoro Mouri also realized what was happening, glared fiercely at the brat who was deliberately trying to scare him, and unconsciously raised his fist.

"Huh, why did I suddenly raise my fist?"

Kogoro Mouri muttered to himself. Although he disliked the detective kid, he wasn't the kid's guardian after all. Unless he couldn't help it, he shouldn't have the urge to punch him.

"strangeness."

Just as Kogoro Mouri was trying to figure out why he had done this, another exclamation suddenly rang out!

"what!--"

"dead--"

"People have died here too."

Xia Chuan turned his head and looked in that direction. It seemed to be a rest area, right next to the beer stalls. Calling it a rest area was a bit of a stretch; it was more like a table prepared for alcoholics like Kogoro Mouri, so they could drink while enjoying music and beautiful women.

Shinichi Kudo darted out like an arrow.

"If I had that speed, I wouldn't have been knocked unconscious by Gin back then."

The rest area consists of benches and ordinary square tables, and there are both sides of the music festival stage. The problem occurred in the rest area on the left side.

A group of people stood around the edge of the rest area, but dared not approach. A terrified young man sat on the ground, who looked like the one who had discovered the place.

Following his gaze, a man and a woman were slumped over a table in the rest area. One of them was clutching his throat with both hands, while the other was holding a wine glass as if trying to pry it open.

The two were not sitting together; they were several meters apart. At this moment, both of them were frozen in their last moments. They had stopped breathing, their bodies were stiff, their eyes were cloudy like dusty glass beads, and their faces were contorted, clearly indicating that they had experienced terrible pain before they died. Saliva was dripping from their mouths, emitting a faint almond smell.

No one dared to approach until the two detectives arrived, at which point they immediately took on the role of investigating the situation.

According to the person who found the body, he was looking for his alcoholic father, who was likely in the rest area. That's why he came over and saw two people slumped over a table. He looked around out of curiosity and discovered that they were already dead.

"Damn it, it's cyanide poisoning again. What's going on?"

"The effects of cyanide take about five minutes to develop, and their almond smell was so strong, the dosage must have been substantial."

Shinichi Kudo's face was extremely serious. Three dead bodies had appeared at once. The murderer was simply insane!
(End of this chapter)