The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

"Hey, this feels like...could it be a transaction?"

Through electromagnetic waves, Kazema could sense that there were three people in the alley: two tall and one short. Based on the shadows on the ground, it could be seen that one of the taller people had a receding hairline. From the electromagnetic waves' perception of that person's physical condition, it could also be seen that he appeared to be an old man.

"Could this be a dark organization?"

Because he didn't use his eyes to avoid being discovered, after sensing the height, Kaoru Kazama naturally thought of Gin and Vodka, the gay couple, when he connected them with the people he liked to trade with most in this world.

"It seems like the people at the distillery don't really like to operate in secrecy. Are the locations of their transactions so easily discovered?"

Thinking of this, Kaoru Kazama suddenly turned his head to look behind him, feeling a chill run down his spine. He had the illusion that he would be knocked unconscious from behind with an iron rod, just like Shinichi Kudo.

In fact, he was overthinking it. With the presence of electromagnetic waves, anyone making any unusual movements within this range would be detected by Kazama Kaoru, so there was no need for him to specifically look back.

However, using electromagnetic waves to sense things is not a good solution; it's better to see it with your own eyes. With her mind racing, Kaoru Kazama's gaze fell on a surveillance camera not far from the alley entrance. It seemed to have been sabotaged by those people beforehand, which was why they dared to conduct their transaction so openly.

However, this was no problem for our Misaka Mikoto. With a thought, a wisp of electricity silently flowed along the cable into the seemingly broken surveillance camera.

Misaka Mikoto possesses incredibly powerful hacking abilities. She can even operate without physical contact with electronic devices, utilizing electrical signals in the air and transferring her thoughts directly to machinery. In the realm of electronic devices, she is practically a god.

"Restart operation and turn off the warning lights."

Under Kazama Kaoru's control, the seemingly broken electronic camera started operating without him noticing, and the images were transmitted directly to Kazama Kaoru's phone. He could easily observe the situation inside by leaning against the outside of the wall through his phone.

"This really is a spying device."

Kaoru Kazama felt a strange excitement after successfully using his abilities, as if he had fulfilled a man's ultimate dream. However, he quickly calmed down, turned on his phone, lowered the volume to the lowest level, and secretly began to observe the situation inside the alley.

"Hey, this doesn't seem to be Gin and vodka?"

Upon seeing the image, Kazama Kaoru immediately dismissed his guess. Although the two men were very similar in physique to the duo from the Black Organization, their inner temperaments were completely different. Although their fierce expressions were quite intimidating, they were far from Gin's restrained killing intent. They couldn't possibly be from the Black Organization; they seemed more like members of the underworld.

The other person was tall, but the wrinkles on his face showed that he was not young, and under the cover of night, his dead face looked particularly frightening.

"Holy crap, are they filming a horror movie in the middle of the night?"

Perhaps because of facial paralysis, the old man's expression looked very unnatural, and it looked even more terrifying in this dark alleyway. It could probably scare the fake Conan kid half to death.

Our protagonist, Kazama Kaoru, appears normal on the surface, but the spark that flashed out in that instant reveals a turbulent inner world.

Looking at the tall, intimidating old man, he seemed to have a vague sense of familiarity. Because of this feeling, he began to take this accidental discovery seriously, because if he had this feeling, then it must be a case that happened around Conan.

This surveillance camera is pretty powerful; the image is very clear even at night. While praising the boss's conscience, Kaoru Kazama also clearly saw what the person was holding.

There were bags of white powdery substance sealed in plastic packaging. Meeting here in the middle of the night couldn't possibly be about selling baby formula, could it? Kazama Kaoru was almost instantly certain that this was a drug deal.

Chapter 49 A Love-Hate Relationship with Your Father-in-Law is a Custom

Kazama Kaoru didn't want to alert the enemy. With such a large shipment, there was definitely a drug trafficking group behind it. If they took action now and captured these people, the trail would be completely cut off.

That being said, drug-related matters are not under my jurisdiction; they should be left to my colleagues in the Narcotics Division. I am from the Third Division of the First Investigation Division, and although I can be involved in almost any crime in society, drug trafficking is not among them.

However, it was still necessary to inform Boss Mumu about this matter. With that thought in mind, Kaoru Kazama quietly left the dark alleyway.

It wasn't just because he needed to report it, but also because he saw that the group was about to complete their transaction, so he quickly left this dangerous place.

"What? Are you serious?"

Inspector Megure sounded very surprised, as if he found it strange that Kazama Kaoru could see a group of drug dealers making a deal while on vacation.

"That's right, I saw it when I went out for a stroll at night. The location where those people made the transaction was actually quite secluded, but I just like to wander around in places where there are no people."

Kazama Kaoru's tone sounded helpless, as if these drug dealers had run into the trap themselves. If his colleagues in the narcotics division knew this, they would probably be furious.

They painstakingly gather intelligence and spend so much time staking out locations, yet they might not find any clues. He, on the other hand, just goes out for a stroll and runs into drug dealers. It's true what they say, comparisons are odious.

"Alright, boss, it's settled then. I won't concern myself with the rest. As a police officer from the First Investigation Division, isn't it meddling in drug enforcement? I'm sure Inspector Ueda would feel uncomfortable about it."

Saburo Ueda, though his name is quite ordinary, is a police inspector in charge of the entire Tokyo Narcotics Division. He is very senior and, despite his advanced age, he is still fighting on the front lines. It should be noted that the darkness hidden in this bustling city is no less than the light on the surface.

Kaoru Kazama admires police officers who work overtime day after day for decades, making them role models for police officers. However, she cannot be considered a good husband, a good father, or even a good grandfather.

He felt that he was better suited to being a lazy bum. Although on the surface, the First Investigative Division, which had the widest scope of supervision, seemed to be the busiest place, fortunately, with Conan's help, they really saved themselves a lot of trouble.

There's no need for painstakingly searching for clues or conducting investigations everywhere. When Conan is around, cases are basically solved on the same day. Although he likes to show off, he is a real crime-solving expert.

Back home, Kaoru Kazama was still a little too excited. In his previous life, he could only see drug dealers on TV, and such beings had never existed in reality. This was also related to the fact that he had always been a good boy since childhood.

Despite being an orphan, he did not go astray because of his living environment. Instead, he became a well-rounded young man with good morals, integrity, and a strong sense of responsibility. Although he is a bit of a homebody and leads a rather laid-back life, he still actively contributes to socialist construction.

This shows that a homebody is capable of saving society from darkness. In peacetime, it's better to create a nest of salted fish than to have a shark causing trouble.

This is Kaoru Kazama's "lazy person's theory" for justifying his lazy lifestyle. Of course, laziness is laziness, and what's most frightening is someone who is lazy yet has a self-righteous excuse.

Wandering around aimlessly in the middle of the night, discovering a crucial clue, and then simply handing it over to someone else to handle—this is clearly a "kill without burying" approach.

His mind was churning with all sorts of random thoughts, and he couldn't sleep. He didn't know why he was so excited. Smartphones didn't have that many functions yet, and Kazama Kaoru wasn't a heavy internet addict, so he simply turned on the bedside lamp, picked up a book, and started reading.

"Swish!"

There was a rustling sound coming from the windowsill, as if someone was there.

"Who's on the balcony?"

Kaoru Kazama, who was finally able to settle down and read a book, was startled by a sudden noise from the balcony and almost dropped the book.

He cursed inwardly. This apartment was great in every way, except for its terrible security. There were no security measures like burglar bars on the windows. There were still plenty of thieves in this world, the most famous of whom was the Phantom Thief Kid, who liked to wear a white suit and act all high and mighty.

While inwardly criticizing the social order here, he leisurely put on the Survey Corps coat, and Sanji's abilities slowly transferred to his body.

"Dear Miss, I'm so sorry to disturb your sweet dreams so late. I'm just tired from flying and need to rest for a while. I'll be leaving soon."

The newcomer wore a top hat and a pristine white suit that looked ethereal in the moonlight. His cape fluttered in the wind, making his entrance quite impressive.

Kazama Kaoru was puzzled. He didn't know when he had developed the ability to make his wishes come true. He could just say "speak of the devil" and he would appear. The one who arrived was none other than the most famous flamboyant thief in the Conan world—Kaito Kid.

"Phantom Thief Kid? You've got some nerve, daring to break into the home of a police officer like me!"

"Oh, really? I didn't expect such a lovely lady to be a policewoman. That's such a shame."

Kaoru Kazama said calmly, he just wanted to tease Kaito Kid, but the guy didn't take it seriously at all. No wonder, if he were scared by the police, Inspector Nakamori would have succeeded long ago.

Despite being only seventeen years old, Kaito Kuroba's ability to read people has been honed to an extraordinary level. He didn't feel any pressure from Kaoru Kazama at all, which showed that the other party had no intention of arresting him. He was far inferior to Inspector Nakamori, who was staring at him relentlessly.

I really don't know if this is a custom in the Conan world, but fathers-in-law and sons-in-law always dislike each other. Kaito Kid is like that, playing a cat-and-mouse game with his father-in-law. Conan is the same, always having a love-hate relationship with Kogoro Mouri.

"Fine, fine, I won't hold it against you today. I don't want to be as gay as Inspector Nakamori."

Kaoru Kazama muttered something and turned back to stare at his book.

This surprised Kaito Kid quite a bit. Although his behavior was usually excessively flamboyant, it has to be said that he has quite a few fans, especially female fans.

Not to mention the entire island nation, even the reputation of Phantom Thief Kid has spread to Europe. Of course, this is also largely due to the fact that the first generation of Kid, that is, his father Toichi Kuroba, debuted in France.

In this situation, the girls he encountered would basically scream and become infatuated with him. A typical example is Sonoko Suzuki, the heiress of the Suzuki Group, or someone who would insist on catching him, such as Ginzo Nakamori.

Kazama Kaoru neither expressed admiration for him nor tried to catch him; instead, she acted as if he didn't exist, which made him feel frustrated. Sure enough, this kind of person survives by pretending to be cool.

Kazama Kaoru was unaware that his indifference had aroused the curiosity of Phantom Thief Kid. As a fellow man, he really had no need to idolize this flamboyant thief, especially since he knew the guy inside and out, just like Washing Machine, a greenhorn.

"Sigh, this world really is dominated by highly intelligent people. How am I supposed to survive with an IQ of only 180?"

Having made a fool of himself, Phantom Thief Kid had no intention of staying long. However, he seemed somewhat reluctant to leave, which gave Kazama Kaoru a lot of goosebumps.

He remembered that this kid's IQ seemed to be higher than that of Washing Machine. He didn't know where he saw it, but it said that Kaito Kuroba's IQ was 400, while Washing Machine's was 220.

This made him understand why the washing machine was always chasing Kid, and why he was always the one racking his brains to decipher the other's codes, always one step behind. There was no way around it; it was just a matter of intellectual superiority, a fatal flaw like height.

Chapter 50 Inspector Megure's Overthinking

The next day, when Kaoru Kazama arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, he was almost immediately surrounded. He was so frightened that he thought his identity as a time traveler had been discovered, but he knew that was impossible.

Actually, they were just a bunch of idle gossips who had nothing better to do. They heard from Inspector Megure that Kaoru Kazama had discovered a drug deal the night before and risked his life to film it, thus making a great contribution.

In fact, Kaoru Kazama wasn't really interested and didn't risk filming it. She just used Misaka Mikoto's ability to hack the three people's supposedly broken camera.

This incident teaches us that when you're about to do something wrong, you must carefully check whether the cameras around you are still working. Many times you think others don't know, but in fact, countless eyes are watching you in the dark—if those microorganisms also have eyes!

"Phew, I'm exhausted. These uncles are really something. They just discovered a drug deal, why are they so excited? They don't seem like mature and steady middle-aged people at all."

Kaoru Kazama, who had just sat down, took a big gulp from his cup and complained to Miwako without even looking up.

"That's true, but as members of the First Investigation Division, we mainly deal with violent crimes and don't often have the opportunity to see situations like this. Besides, Inspector Megure seems to have described your situation as very thrilling and exciting, so it's no wonder they're curious."

Miwako also revealed a truth: the situation was complicated because Inspector Megure overthought things. In reality, Kaoru Kazama was just testing out his new ability; it wasn't that thrilling or exciting at all.

"Attention, we just received a report from a woman saying that her husband, who works at a library, has been missing for three days. Kazama, Sato, Takagi, Chiba, go to the scene immediately to investigate. If anything seems amiss, notify the Metropolitan Police Department immediately."

"clear."

And so, with just a few words from the boss, Mumu, Kaoru and the others had to reluctantly leave the warm and comfortable air-conditioned room and drive to the house of the woman who had filed the report.

It's impossible not to feel resentment, but there's nothing they can do. A police inspector can't just rush over because of a suspect's report. At the very least, there needs to be a body to match the person's status. These kinds of suspected missing persons cases that haven't been confirmed dead are the only ones they can handle.

"Wait a minute, Miwako, stop the car up ahead."

As Sato sped toward the scene, he suddenly heard Kazama Kaoru say this from the passenger seat;

"What's wrong, Kaoru? Did the Metropolitan Police Department send some new information?"

"No, I'm just a little hungry. Let me get some takoyaki to go before I leave, Miwako-sama."

I didn't eat much when I went out this morning because I stayed up too late reading last night and almost missed my train this morning. I couldn't resist the aroma from the street vendors, and my mouth was practically watering on the car.

"Don't you know how to eat on time?!"

Miwako stared at Kazama Kaoru with a look of utter disappointment. In truth, she was just talking without understanding the situation. As for irregular eating habits, it was this workaholic, the number one in the Metropolitan Police Department, who should be reflecting on himself. However, Kazama Kaoru was in a hurry to fill his stomach and didn't have the energy to refute her.

"Ms. Sato, what's wrong? Why did you stop? What happened?"

Takagi, who was driving in front, looked back and was terrified to find that his two "bosses" following behind him had disappeared. He frantically tried to contact them via radio:

"We're fine. Officer Xun has something to attend to. We'll catch up right away. You don't need to worry about us. Just keep driving as usual."

Fortunately, Miwako knew to cover for Kazama Kaoru, otherwise, given how tight-lipped Takagi was, his nickname "foodie" would probably have spread throughout the entire Metropolitan Police Department by the next day.

"Mmm, this is so delicious! Miwako, do you want some? The takoyaki made by the proprietress here is amazing. It would be a shame if you didn't try it."

Perhaps it was due to Misaka Mikoto's abilities that Kaoru Kazama, who had been randomly exploding her electric powers and expanding her electromagnetic field last night, was now exhausted and couldn't take it anymore. As a result, she was looking like a glutton, which surprised Officer Sato. Had her best friend been switched with someone else? Why did she look like a starving ghost?

"I don't need it, you can enjoy it yourself."

To be fair, this takoyaki was absolutely delicious, both in appearance and aroma. It just wasn't that appealing to Officer Sato, who was already full. Besides, seeing how Kazama Kaoru was wolfing it down, he felt too embarrassed to take any.

"Burp, I'm finally full."