The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

What exactly is the meaning of the number 【1937929266, the transit station for misanthropic novels】?

Conan's paper was completely filled with writing, covering everything from trigonometric functions to English words. His knowledge was so vast that even a high school student couldn't match it, let alone an elementary school student. Yet, Ran sat beside him without finding anything strange. This might be one of Conan's plot holes; if you don't want to notice, you won't see it no matter how obvious it is.

"Ah, no, I can't think of anything."

After sketching and drawing for half a day, Conan finally started to wail in despair. He had been speculating for three whole hours, but he still hadn't made any discoveries about this string of numbers. He was almost bald from exhaustion, and Ran was watching from the side, feeling very sorry for him.

"Dad, can't you at least lend a hand and figure out what this code means?"

Ran glared at Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting on the opposite sofa, leisurely drinking and reading a magazine. This showed a tendency to side with outsiders.

"Of course, how could those numbers be a signal? They're just something someone forgot to take."

Kogoro Mouri replied without looking up, seemingly quite adept at dealing with Conan.

"Dad! Can't you just say less?!"

Ran glared at her father, who was making sarcastic remarks from the side, then turned to comfort Conan, who looked helpless:

"That hypothesis could be true. Maybe that man saw Conan and left a message specifically for him."

Xiaolan was still as understanding as ever. Most people would have thought this was nonsense; who would put the possibility of survival on a child?

"Could this string of numbers refer to the location or time of the assassination? Or does it represent the name of the person targeted?"

"Or it could be a hint about where he's currently being held. By the way, don't people often use homophones to create coded messages to call for help?"

Ran's eyes suddenly lit up as she remembered a trope she often saw in TV dramas, though this trope wasn't exactly new in the world of Detective Conan.

"So, according to you, [Misanciological Novel Transfer Station 1 937929266]"

[Misancholic Novel Transfer Station 1937929266] is because it is [Misancholic Novel Transfer Station 1937929266].

[Misancholy Novel Transfer Station 1937929266] So it's all about property and Mr. May 1st?

Kogoro Mouri's sneer clearly showed that he was just teasing them.

"By the way, 162 might refer to the building number or the room number, right?"

This kind of riddle game is actually quite interesting, especially for detectives. Under Ran's influence, even Kogoro Mouri, who was originally indifferent, started to participate.

"For example, like National Highway 162."

Ran's conjecture sparked a light in Conan's eyes. He grabbed the map beside him and began mentally speculating about possible routes that matched the map, completely unaware of the argument between the Mori father and daughter.

"Found it, this is it, Saitama Prefecture No. 162."

I don't know if it was Conan's luck or the powerful allure of the plot, but Conan actually found this path.

"Then, we'll leave it to you, Dad. Please take us there tomorrow."

Leaving aside the various events that happened at the Mori family's house, the Metropolitan Police Department on Kaoru Kazama's side has also made quite a few leads. Fortunately, he was finally able to have a complete lunch before starting to deal with the matters at hand.

"What? The leaders are coming to patrol the mountains?"

Kazama Kaoru was stunned when she heard the news, and even accidentally mixed up her words. Isn't going to the grassroots level a thing that's popular only in China? Why is it popular in Japan too?

“Everyone must be vigilant this time. We represent the face of Tokyo. If something happens to Representative Mikawa here, the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department will lose face. So keep your eyes peeled and don’t miss a single clue. You must find out what this string of codes means.”

Inspector Megure gave a passionate speech to everyone. It took Kazama Kaoru a while to understand what was going on. It turned out that a senior member of parliament who had participated in an important project was going to Tokyo to inspect the city by taking the Heisei Express train. In fact, it was a private visit, ostensibly for tourism, and he was even bringing his family along to cover it up.

The order came from above, instructing the Metropolitan Police Department to do its utmost to protect this Senior Councilor Mikawa, not only because he was in charge of many secret projects and was vulnerable to assassination by foreign spies or even domestic villains, but more importantly because of the significance of his trip.

There were some sensible people in the Metropolitan Police Department who quickly connected the disappearance of the police officer and the possibility of being coerced into sniper practice with the recent trip of the legislator.

That's why Inspector Megure said they should do their best to decipher the meaning of the code, because it could very well indicate the time and place of the assassination. If the sniper operation succeeded, it would be a political incident, and they couldn't afford to take the blame.

"If I had known it would be this troublesome, I would have just had that congressman pack me up and go back home. Why go through all this trouble?"

"If only that were the case, but this trip by the senator has extraordinary significance. If he goes back like this, I'm afraid his glorious image will plummet."

Officer Sato, a man who hates evil, naturally disliked this kind of political posturing. However, there was nothing they, as junior officers, could do. The higher-ups just gave orders, while the officers below ran themselves ragged. They could only try their best to decipher the meaning of the code. Officer Megure even gave everyone an encyclopedia and sat at his desk looking at everyone with hopeful eyes, hoping that someone could decipher the meaning of the code.

Kaoru Kazama vaguely remembered something, but unfortunately he couldn't recall it. He only remembered that the case had a major twist at the end, and then a group of people rushed back in a hurry, finally catching up at the last minute.

Being able to remember these things doesn't necessarily mean you have a good memory, since most TV dramas, movies, and anime follow this formula, it's foolproof, and it's hard not to remember them.

Chapter 26 Police Guns and the Spirit of the Warrior

"Is this the place? Okay, everyone, lie in ambush nearby. If you spot the criminals, don't make any rash moves. Listen carefully to the instructions over the radio."

For this operation, Kaoru Kazama and his team were all equipped with the latest Bluetooth radios, as the perpetrator was likely armed. They also all wore bulletproof vests, making their protection quite thorough.

Kaoru Kazama was quite satisfied with this. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department not only offers good salaries, but also places great importance on the safety of its officers.

Led by Inspector Megure, officers Sato, Takagi, and Chiba infiltrated the vicinity of the building. Kazama Kaoru hid in a house directly opposite the building, which was suspected to be used for sniping. The police had already coordinated with the residents there to ignore the presence of plainclothes officers, since if they behaved abnormally, the criminals might notice.

"Where is the real location? I seem to remember that they guessed wrong at first."

Kaoru Kazama couldn't really remember the specifics of the case. After all, it was one of Conan's earlier cases, and it was already quite good that he had any recollection of it.

However, Kaoru Kazama did not expect that his presence had subtly changed the case. In the original story, Inspector Megure and his team did not initially connect the missing officers with this incident, and they did not even take Conan's discovery seriously at first.

Strictly speaking, Inspector Megure is actually a very serious and responsible police officer. How could an ordinary police officer take Conan's discovery seriously? They would definitely ignore it as a joke.

Attention everyone, we just received a call. Our team estimates the sniper operation will take place at 1 PM. The current time is 11:05 AM. Everyone must be on high alert and pay close attention to your surroundings. The perpetrators may have arrived early to prepare.

"Yes"

Kazama looked at the police revolver in his hand. This type of pistol was very small, and could be completely covered by a palm. However, this type of pistol has a long history, dating back to the time when the US military was stationed in Japan.

Due to the Korean War, the US military was unable to attend to local security and law enforcement in Japan, so it decided to equip its police with .45 caliber American 1911 revolvers. However, these revolvers were too large for Asians and were quite inconvenient to carry, making them unsuitable for police duties.

In 1960, the New Nambu Machine Factory improved this revolver and developed the New Nambu M60 revolver. This pistol was much smaller than the previous P1911 and could be carried almost without a holster.

However, this comes at the cost of reduced magazine capacity and power. Compared to commonly used revolvers, the new Nambu M60 has a magazine capacity of only five rounds and is slightly less powerful. However, its small size makes it suitable for plainclothes police officers to carry out secret missions.

Furthermore, this new Nambu M60 was divided into three types: Police Officer, Officer, and Sakura. The main difference was the length of the barrel, with the Sakura type being the longest at 152mm. However, since only three prototypes were produced, they were basically only used as symbolic firearms.

The police officer type has a barrel that is 26mm shorter than the police officer type, making it a short-barreled police gun. In this mission, Sato and Kazama Kaoru both carried this type of gun, while Takagi and Chiba carried the 77mm medium-barreled type.

Kazama Kaoru didn't understand the significance of this distinction. Was it meant that all officers carrying short-barreled police guns should rush forward and engage in close-quarters gunfights with the criminals to demonstrate the spirit of samurai and set an example for their subordinates, while the subordinates would use medium-barreled police guns to provide fire support for their superiors?

Kazama Kaoru's wildly imaginative conjecture was met with disdain from both Officer Sato and Boss Megure, but they couldn't offer an answer either. They simply told Kazama Kaoru that Superintendent Matsumoto Kiyonaga possessed one of the three Sakura police guns, which represented the greatest honor for a police officer.

However, Kaoru Kazama really wanted to see it. It was 152mm long and a cherry blossom-shaped long revolver police gun. I heard that it was made into an art pistol with extremely high collectible value.

Unfortunately, Matsumoto Kiyonaga treasured that pistol like a family heirloom and wouldn't let anyone else see it, so Kazama Kaoru couldn't see it even if she wanted to.

Kaoru Kazama, snapping out of his daze at his police gun, looked at his colleagues hiding around the building, especially Inspector Megure, who kept glancing at his watch. After all, the time for the sniper operation, which they had deduced—one o'clock in the afternoon—was getting closer and closer, making it impossible for them not to be nervous.

Conan and his friends also arrived here, but they were farther away from the building than the police who were lying in wait. They were probably afraid of alerting the police, since Kogoro Mouri had brought all the mischievous kids with him this time.

At this moment, Conan was sitting cross-legged in the passenger seat of the car, his brows furrowed, seemingly deep in thought. He remained motionless in his seat, a stark contrast to the lively trio in the back seat, which would surely seem strange to anyone who saw him.

"Mitsuhiko, let me see your calculator!"

While Conan was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Mitsuhiko in the back seat use a calculator to enter the string of numbers that served as a code. As a result, Conan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, appeared to be upside down. This made Conan realize that his previous deduction was wrong. The correct location was not here at all, but the Heisei Express train that Kogoro Mouri had been looking at in the magazine.

"What? You mean this isn't the location?"

Inspector Megure yelled into the phone, making Kogoro Mouri a little embarrassed. He only found the correct location after Conan pointed it out.

“That’s right, Inspector Megure. The correct location should be the Heisei Limited Express train that departed at noon today, and the time is 1:00 PM on the 29th. That officer probably discovered that the calculator could be read backwards when he was being held hostage, so he took the opportunity to leave a message.”

"What? That's the very train that senior congressman was supposed to take at noon today, and his family is on it too. The situation is extremely dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Chiba exclaimed in surprise that the senior councilor had traveled on the Heisei Limited Express, and that his daughter and wife were also on board.

"Damn it! Request armed helicopter support immediately. We must reach the location where the thugs are sniping before 1 a.m. This is an operation that puts the dignity of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department at stake. Begin the mission."

"Yes"

Kaoru Kazama heard it clearly on the other end of the radio, but Inspector Megure's anxious tone actually relaxed him. This matched the situation in his memory, so it seemed to be correct.

Chapter 27 Miracles Happen with Great Strength

"Inspector Megure, should we notify the station to stop this train?"

Chiba said to Inspector Megure:

"Absolutely not. We just received information that there are not only our people and bodyguards of high-ranking councilors on that Heisei Express train, but there may also be an inside agent for this sniping operation. If the train stops, we can't guarantee what those inside agents will do. So we must arrest them all before those criminals carry out the sniping operation."

Inspector Megure's expression was very serious. This had probably escalated to a political level, and if he wasn't careful, his position as section chief would likely be over.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish"

With a whooshing sound, the blue and white armed helicopter belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department arrived at their location.

"Sato, Kazama, you two come with me to the helicopter. Takagi, you go to the terminal station of the Heisei Express and set up police there. After we succeed here, wait for the train to arrive, then immediately seal off the crowd and make sure to find out who the mole is."

"Chiba, there's still half an hour until one o'clock. You stay here and wait. Report to me immediately if anything changes."

Unfortunately, matters involving high-ranking members of parliament cannot be decided arbitrarily based on mere reasoning. We must leave police officers on standby here.

"Okay, did you all hear me clearly? Let's get started immediately."

"Yes"

And so, Kazama Kaoru boarded a helicopter for the first time in his life, and it was a very high-end armed helicopter at that.

"This operation must be carried out with utmost care. The safety of the hostages must be guaranteed. This is the latest order issued by Commander Matsumoto."

When a case involves the police themselves, they must be handled with extra care, because no one knows if they will encounter such a situation one day. If the safety of the hostages cannot be guaranteed, it may not only cause the public to lose trust in the police, but also create irreparable rifts within the police force itself.

"Hey, Conan, what are you doing here? When did you get up here?"

After saying that, Inspector Megure subconsciously turned around and saw a scene that almost scared him to death. At some point, Conan had secretly boarded the helicopter and was now grinning at Inspector Megure.

"How did he get up here? Didn't any of you see him?"

"It's okay, it's okay. If we don't hurry, it will be too late."

Conan seized on this point, preventing Inspector Megure from landing and sending her down.

"Alright, I really can't do anything with you. Well then, you'd better behave and not move around, or it will be dangerous."

Inspector Megure sighed, feeling that he was more likely to be dismissed this time.

"Here, put this on."

"okay."

Conan stared blankly at the helmet that Kazama Kaoru handed him, seemingly puzzled by his actions.