The Black Detective of the Detective Conan World

Vodka immediately pulled out a document and reported to his elder brother: "After investigation, it has been confirmed that the high-ranking assassin is named Numabuchi Kiichiro, codenamed 'Hungry Wolf' within the Assassin's Guild."

"This person had infiltrated our organization for a period of time, hiding his identity. However, due to his poor physical condition, he was not allowed to join us. Later, it was discovered that he was suspected of being an undercover agent, so we prepared to send him to Shirley to serve as a test subject for APTX4869."

"Unfortunately, this person killed the escort midway, escaped from the organization, and subsequently killed several members of the organization who were there to silence them... Then there's the eldest brother, you know, he participated in that confrontation and escaped while injured."

Gin's murderous aura surged, his eyes turning icy: "Another rat trying to steal the organization's secrets... No wonder he's a top assassin of the Assassin's Guild, managing to escape unscathed after being discovered. Where is this guy hiding now?"

"According to intelligence personnel, Numabuchi Kiichiro should have escaped to Osaka, and his current whereabouts are unknown. He is probably hiding somewhere to recuperate."

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke and sneered, "Falsify his information to make him a serial killer, and leak it to those incompetent cops to get them to issue a warrant for his arrest!"

Vodka exclaimed in surprise, "Great idea! Although those scoundrels are bad at solving cases, at least they have a lot of people and can track down Ichiro's whereabouts! We just need to intercept them then."

Gin suppressed his agitation and began to seriously consider the organization's mission.

My recent failed attempts at extortion, while not affecting my standing in "that man's" eyes, are still a disgrace.

Whether it's Rum, the organization's second-in-command, or Bellmouth and Bourbon, they'll definitely mock and ridicule them when they find out, and might even take the opportunity to kick them while they're down...

Add to that the failed deal for the top software designer list, the leak of the "Dark Baron" virus (suspected to be developed by an organization), and being harassed by armored assassins...

I feel like nothing is going right.

Or maybe next time we could try blackmailing someone easier? I remember the organization's database mentioned a scumbag author who writes horror novels…

Hmph, that's settled then.

……

This time, Naoto Hayashi chose a teahouse not far from the Mori Detective Agency as the location for the transaction.

Since Conan or Ai Haibara would see him collecting money every time, Naoto Hayashi got too lazy to go to the cafe anymore.

It is clear that he has attracted the attention of the world.

Go ahead and watch if you want.

Inside the tea room, Naoto Hayashi ordered black tea and snacks and began to eat slowly.

It's past 3 PM, let's have some tea first.

After a leisurely rest until evening, Horita Koichi, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with a shrewd look on his face, arrived.

As soon as he arrived, he took out a check for ten million and respectfully handed it to Naoto Lin.

He stated that this was a reward money he was giving to Naoto Hayashi for helping him find his father's killer.

Lin Zhiren said, "You really should thank me. If I hadn't staged the scene, it would probably have taken Conan much longer to deduce the real culprit."

He accepted the money with a clear conscience.

I'll accept the check.

Horita Koichi exchanged a few polite words and then hurriedly left.

There was no other way; he had to go back to prepare for his father's funeral, and at the same time, he had to fight for control of the Horita Heavy Industries Group. He was extremely busy.

A while later, Horita Ryoji, with his parted hair and triangular eyes, also sneaked in.

He also handed over a check for ten million without saying a word, then stammered as if he had something to say.

Lin Zhiren, for the sake of the ten million dollar check, mustered a little patience and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Horita Ryoji's eyes flickered as he said, "I have another request... I mentioned to you before that I owe a lot of money due to gambling, but those are all high-interest loans with compounding interest, which is completely unreasonable! I only borrowed less than 200 million, but they are asking me to pay back 1 billion!"

As he spoke, a murderous aura emanated from him.

Naoto Hayashi was immediately speechless. A billion! These high-interest loans are really lucrative.

No wonder even the former chairman, Horita Kosaku, didn't want to pay off his son's debts back then, but instead chose to hire a notorious detective to kill the president of that financial company.

This is outrageous!

Although Horita Ryoji is now entitled to a share of his father's inheritance, the thought of having to spend 1 billion yen to pay off debts still keeps him up at night.

So he and his father chose the same approach.

"That company is called 'Hita Financial,' and the president is named Hita Mitsuhiro. If this guy suddenly dies unexpectedly... I'll give you one million, no, twenty million afterwards!"

Lin Zhiren glanced at him. His father had ten million, and the shark loan shark president had twenty million…

Do you look down on your old man?

And does that mean the president doesn't have to pay back the money? It seems this loan was clearly irregular and didn't go through the company account.

He casually replied, "I know, Mitsuhiro Hida, right?"

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the tea room.

Naoto Hayashi felt as if he heard a familiar voice inside...

He got up and pushed open the door, only to find that he hadn't misheard; it was Kogoro Mouri's loud voice, along with Ran and Conan's voices.

"Grand Three Dragons! Four Hidden Carvings! All Characters Collide! Full Throw! 26 Numbers!"

"What?! How could there be such a card?!"

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Sister Xiaolan, you're amazing!"

"Aaaaaah, I can't take it anymore, I'm not playing anymore!"

The teahouse Lin Zhiren chose had a tea room on the third floor and a chess and card room on the second floor. The sound was coming from the second floor.

"Is that Mr. Mori?" Ryoji Horita clearly recognized Kogoro Mori's voice as well.

He immediately understood that this was a deliberate arrangement by the mastermind detective.

He had his assistant conduct the transaction on the third floor to collect a "thank you fee," while he secretly monitored the transaction from the second floor!

Horita Ryoji shuddered.

If I dare to cheat, will I never be able to leave this teahouse?

Horita Ryoji immediately lowered his head and said meekly, "I'll go and say hello to Mr. Mori."

Naoto Hayashi nodded, and the two went to the card room on the second floor. They saw Kogoro Mouri, Ran, and two other card players playing mahjong, while Conan watched in shock.

Apart from Xiaolan, the other three people at the card table all looked pale and sickly.

Holy crap, you guys are really bold! You actually dared to play mahjong with Xiaolan?

Xiao Lan is known as the God of Hands, the Chosen One, and the Walking Lucky Girl!

He always wins the grand prize in every lottery, always wins at cards, and always picks the bomb in every bombing case...

Ahem, let's skip the last one.

In short, no matter how much money you have, you can never win enough when playing cards with Xiaolan.

This is the true mystery of the Conan world.

It's comparable to Conan's Grim Reaper-like constitution.

How dare you play cards with her?

Naoto Hayashi walked over to the card table and greeted them with a smile: "Mori-sensei, Ran, Conan."

Kogoro was somewhat surprised: "Huh? Naoto-kun, you're here too? Oh, isn't this Chairman Horita's..."

Ryoji Horita sends his respects.

Kogoro didn't pay much attention; he didn't usually associate with these rich kids.

He just didn't expect that Naoto Hayashi would be so good at socializing and be able to chat with this guy.

The other two players at the table were still wailing, saying they would never play cards with Xiaolan again.

One of them asked in confusion, "What is President Feitian doing? He said he would come over to play cards in half an hour, and it's been so long."

President Hiita?

Horita Ryoji's ears perked up as he heard the key words, but he felt a slight chill run down his spine.

Seriously? I just placed the order and you guys already started working on it?!

Holy crap, your efficiency is incredible! To be honest, I'm a little scared...

Chapter 111 You guys secretly worked overtime without calling me?

Horita Ryoji felt that this notorious detective had a certain charm, like a hotel picking out live fish.

If they see a fish they like, they'll scoop it out right in front of you and kill it with a stick.

It's freshly killed and eaten right away, so it's incredibly fresh.

Naoto Hayashi went to Conan's side and asked him in a low voice, only then did he find out what had happened.

After they separated in the afternoon, one of his card-playing friends called Kogoro Mouri and invited him to play cards together.

Kogoro enjoys smoking, drinking, gambling on horses, and playing cards. When he hears there's a card game, he naturally comes over excitedly.

Ran was worried that he would lose too much money, so she brought Conan along to supervise him.

As a result, after playing for only a short time, one of the players lost all his money and ran away.

In desperation, someone remembered Mitsuhiro Hida, the president of "Hita Financial," who often came to play cards.

The man claimed to be the company president, but there were actually only a few people in the entire company, so Mitsuhiro Hida didn't act like a president and would always come whenever his mahjong friends called him.

So the card player called, but the other person seemed to be busy counting money and would have to wait half an hour to come over.

We're one player short, so Xiaolan has to fill in for us.

As a result, the wails that Hayashi Naoto heard occurred.

Naoto Hayashi started to realize what was going on.

This seems to be related to a case... I thought you guys had just experienced a bombing and killed tequila, and were already off work.

So you guys were secretly working overtime behind my back?

You didn't call me?

You guys almost managed to sneak away!

Luckily, I was smart enough to choose this teahouse.

Naoto Hayashi immediately released the golden bees to search for Feitian Financial Company.

Soon, the sign for "Feitian Financial" was found across the street.

The little bee landed by the window, where the blinds were drawn. However, the little bee could still see inside through the gaps when it got closer.

Inside the room, a short, fat man lay on the floor with a livid face, white foam at the corner of his mouth, and many banknotes scattered around him.

Oh, the person is dead?

and so……

Is Horita Ryoji's request now complete?

Naoto Hayashi couldn't help but glance at Ryoji Horita.

Ryoji Horita:?

Naoto Hayashi nodded slightly to him.

Ryoji Horita:! ?

Huh? What do you mean? You don't mean to say that the request... has already been completed, do you?

At this point, the mahjong players repeatedly called Hiroshi Hida, but no one answered. The group immediately became worried, fearing that a robber might break into their home.

After all, it is a financial company, and it always has a large amount of cash on hand.

Kogoro Mouri immediately became alert and went to Hida Financial Company to check the situation.

A group of people rushed over, but after knocking on the door to no avail, Kogoro Mouri decisively broke down the door and discovered President Hida's body!

It smells like bitter almonds! It was a death from cyanide poisoning.

Xiao Lan immediately called the police.

Horita Ryoji trembled as he took out his checkbook, filled in the number 20 million, and quietly handed it to Hayashi Naoto. He didn't dare to linger and ran away with a pale face.