He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Gin's words were brief, but that was the gist of it.

Ying Sheng remained noncommittal. "What do I need to do?"

"You will be notified when there are tasks, and there will be a bonus for completing them. The rest of the time is up to you."

"Oh, how much is the prize money?"

"It depends on the difficulty of the task."

"In that case... does the organization have any particularly vicious targets recently, the kind that exude murderous intent just by looking at them?" Ying Sheng asked with great anticipation.

Gin glanced at him sideways. "Were you responsible for the attacks on the Muddy Association by the unknown forces that have been happening recently?"

"To put it simply, they withheld my earnings. I thought I would get at least a million that night, but I only got five hundred thousand. It's inhuman."

Although Kiyoko didn't use the money to buy a kimono, she instead bought her father personal accident insurance.

But thinking about it that way, wouldn't that be even more of a loss? The insurance payout could clearly be at least doubled.

It's all the fault of that despicable Muddy Association!

Gin didn't understand what he meant, but decided to investigate later. "There are no targets of this type at the moment. I'll let you know if we encounter any later."

"Thank you very much."

Ying Sheng casually thanked him, walked to the edge of the dock and sat down on the ground. Under the clear, cold sky was the crystal-clear sea, and although it was only a waning moon, it was still so dazzling.

"They're already searching the room; the sounds are very clear," Kiyoko whispered into the earpiece.

"How credible do you think their words are?" Ying Sheng asked.

"I'd say over 70%. I did see uncles and aunts moving chemistry lab equipment before, and I also saw Hotaru's screams. The police even came to our door about it, but nothing ever came of it in the end..."

correct.

My father seemed to mention, when you were making a scene, that you should be sent to a mental hospital; that's probably the reason your aunts and uncles used.

Is it to label the original owner as having bipolar disorder?

Ying Sheng shook his head and chuckled, "Quite an idea."

"Qingzi, once the insurance money comes in, you should move. The relationship between neighbors is actually quite close."

"Okay, this apartment has already been mortgaged."

"How's Kudo's progress?"

"We're still searching for the power line and Mr. Itahara, but we haven't found anything more. Kudo-kun still doesn't understand that Mr. Itahara was actually two different people, and that the illegally installed power line simply doesn't exist."

"Ha, he can always figure it out; he's just fallen into a trap."

"In that case, do I need to retrieve the bugging device?"

“You were too suspicious in the past, it’s better that they found out. Keep quiet, destroy the receiver along with the signal jammer, the worst that can happen is that they continue to suspect your mother and then let her go to court.”

"clear."

Half an hour later, Gin, having obtained a test tube of blood, got back into his car and drove away with the dark blue Dodge Viper SRT that had just arrived.

Ying Sheng stared at their taillights, leaning against the container and chewing on chocolate listlessly. He felt like he was having low blood sugar.

However, others clearly do not think so.

Vodka, unusually, wasn't in the driver's seat tonight; his face was flushed with shame and indignation.

"Brother, it's my fault for being useless and dragging you down."

"You did a very good job."

"What? But..."

“Take his words as negotiation tactics; they have no credibility.” Gin was silent for a few moments. “However, you still need to practice more. After you recover from your injury, I will personally guide you.”

Vodka's eyes lit up, and he nodded emphatically.

"Okay! Big brother!"

"Chianti, were you confident you could hit the target?" Gin continued.

"Thirty percent." The female voice in the earpiece sounded slightly annoyed.

"Heh, so..."

"We lost."

Ying Sheng slowly slid off the container and sat on the ground, letting out a long sigh. "I'm so tired of holding on for so long. If they keep dragging this out, I'll think I've been found out."

"I didn't lose!"

Chianti retorted, "I don't believe his reaction is faster than a sniper rifle. Gin, you're wearing a bulletproof vest. Once he runs out of bullets, you can keep him under control!"

"If you lose, you lose."

Ying Sheng smiled and said, "My body is really not very good, and the consumption of martial arts is too great. I am seriously injured tonight, and I need to eat twice as much tomorrow night."

“Chianti…”

"Qingzi..."

Under the pitch-black night sky, Gin and Hotaru spoke almost simultaneously.

Never make excuses for failure; that's the behavior of a weak person.

"We only need to think about one thing: how to succeed next time, and how to become stronger!"

[Killing Intent +2]

[Love +1]

Ying Sheng grinned and forced himself to stand up. "Qingzi, I'm leaving the follow-up to the insurance money tonight to you. Can you do it? I need to get some sleep."

"Goodnight, Hotaru-kun. I'll prepare a super-sized bento for you."

"Steak, steak, and more steak."

"Absolutely."

The communication was interrupted. Qingzi tilted her head slightly, looked at the waning moon in the sky, and smiled faintly.

Is Hotaru-kun going through a second growth spurt?

She didn't care at all whether what that strange organization said was true or false, and she knew that Ying Sheng didn't care either.

They are content with just having the present.

"I see!"

There was finally progress on another wiretapped channel, and Shinichi Kudo's voice was very excited.

But after a brief burst of hurried footsteps and a long silence, his voice became low and complicated.

"The evidence is gone, Inspector Megure, I... I lost."

Chapter 11: The First Battle with the Famous Detective Ends

"Lost? This..."

Megure Juzo followed Shinichi Kudo back to the accident scene, panting heavily, when he heard his younger brother's words and quickly looked up.

"Brother Kudo, what exactly is going on?"

Why is he getting more and more confused?

Shinichi Kudo pointed to the ground, and Juzo Megure followed his gaze to see several fallen weeds.

It's late April, late spring, and the park is lush with green grass everywhere, but those few weeds are withered and yellow, with a patch of black carbon powder in the center, as if they've been burned by something.

Upon closer inspection, the center is a flat cigarette butt that has been crushed several times.

What does this mean?

Shinichi Kudo's expression was grave. "The broken high-voltage line is real, and it's also true that there's no electricity on it, but the method wasn't to illegally connect wires to make it useless. Instead, it was to deliberately create a short circuit, causing the transformer to trip!"

"what?!"

Instantly realizing something, Megure looked up and, sure enough, the unusual patch of weeds was located right below the high-voltage power line!

"Was it the wire that caused the short circuit that melted and dripped here?!"

Shinichi Kudo nodded. "I think that's probably it. The method the murderer used this morning was to illegally connect electrical wires to create metal fatigue."

The power went out again around noon today, this time using a short circuit... apparently, a wire was sticking out from under a tree canopy, and a falling high-voltage line would have touched it.

Inspector Megure opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The complexity of the cases in Beika Town is way beyond average!

Sato Miwako hesitated and said, "If a short circuit caused the transformer to trip, then there would never be any power here. Doesn't that make a difference?"

According to data provided by the power company, there was only one power outage here, yet you say that Masato Cedar died after that.

"Why did we think there was an electrical leak here before?" Shinichi Kudo asked.

"Because of the homeless Itagaki, he was heavily guarded and jumped in here... Wait!" Sato Miwako's eyes widened. "Could that have been his disguise, so that Tojo, who saw him, would think there was an electrical leak here?!"

"First there was a strange electrical noise, then someone fell down as if electrocuted, and then someone jumped in... Everyone would think there was an electrical leak here."

Shinichi Kudo gave a wry smile: "Including us."

"so……"

Sato Miwako frowned. "This wasn't the primary scene of Yukimatsu Masato's death. The real culprit electrocuted him elsewhere immediately after receiving the message from Itahara, and then moved the body here?"

If that's the case, then the suspicion surrounding Yukimatsu Nami, who was driving, has increased even more.

However, no other high-voltage leakage incidents were reported elsewhere this afternoon.

Is it possible to manufacture it artificially?

Shinichi Kudo looked up at the lush camphor tree beside him. "Actually, the high voltage first electrocuted the unconscious Masato Cedar, and then the power went out due to a short circuit after he fell to the ground. These two things are not contradictory."

Following his gaze, Sato Miwako suddenly realized, "Ce Song Masato was very likely hidden in the tree at that time, connected to the wire that caused the short circuit!"

at last,