The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

Director Ochiai, who had been silent all along, spoke up, admitting to the crime. This surprised the museum staff, who never expected that the kind and art-loving director would commit murder.

"It's a real shame that Kubota didn't get the punishment he deserved, but I guess this is the best I can do with my old bones."

After saying this, Director Ochiai collapsed in front of everyone.

"What's going on, Takagi? Call an ambulance right now!"

"Sato, go and call Minami back, and see what's going on."

"Yes, I understand."

Sato and Takagi responded at the same time and then ran out.

Nanchuan is the forensic pathologist who performed the autopsy on Manaka before. Forensic pathologists are also doctors, especially those working in the Metropolitan Police Department. They also know how to perform emergency medical procedures in order to deal with unexpected situations, like right now.

Kazama Kaoru herself was also very puzzled. It couldn't be that Director Ochiai couldn't handle the shock after hearing her reasoning and that's why he turned out like this, but judging from his previous behavior, it didn't seem like that.

"System, do you know what's going on with this old man? Hey, stop playing dead and come out and say something."

"What's the rush? Be calm. This is unbecoming and shows a lack of the composure that we time travelers should have."

"Alright, alright, save your bravado for later. Let's talk about the current situation. What's wrong with this old man? Why did he suddenly collapse? Could it be related to my deduction? Did he collapse because he couldn't accept that his criminal methods had been exposed? Did he have a heart attack?"

Faced with this bizarre situation, Kaoru Kazama began to have endless wild ideas, trying to figure out why this was happening.

"Don't overthink it. His condition has nothing to do with you. In your words, this old man is just past his prime."

"How could that be? Didn't this old man just now display his might and pin that greasy middle-aged man, Boss Zhenzhong, to the wall?"

"Wait, could it be that his previous actions were what brought him to his death?"

Kazama Kaoru felt as if she had guessed the truth. This was indeed puzzling. An old man who was frail and whose physiological functions had deteriorated should not be able to do such a thing.

Actually, let alone Ochiai, even Kubota probably couldn't do it. Although Kubota is a middle-aged man, judging from his pale face and kidney deficiency, as well as his tall and thin physique, it's still unknown whether he can lift the fat man.

Chapter 5

"How is he? Is he alright?"

Inspector Megure was still very humane; even after learning that the old man in front of him was the murderer, he didn't become rude or hostile.

"Director Ochiai's condition is very bad. He looks like he's in a temporary shock. If this drags on, it could cause serious problems. We should call an ambulance to take him to the hospital right away."

Although the forensic doctor in Nanchuan had studied first aid, he was still a forensic doctor at heart, specializing in handling corpses. In terms of handling living people, he was not as reliable as a real doctor.

"Takagi has already gone to call an ambulance. You should all leave for now. It's not good for his condition if you all stay here."

The curator's collapse, coupled with the fact that, based on previous deductions, this frail old man was actually the murderer of Mr. Manaka, left the staff of this medieval art museum with very mixed feelings.

And so, the unconscious Ochiai Museum Director, accompanied by several detectives, was carried onto an ambulance bound for Beika Hospital. It should be noted that he had confessed before collapsing, which was considered medical parole, although the formalities had not yet been completed.

"Kazama, you did a great job this time. Don't feel pressured. None of us expected this to happen, so don't take it to heart."

After the ambulance left, Inspector Megure looked at Kazama Kaoru, who was in a daze, and assumed that he was feeling guilty about what had happened earlier. After all, under such circumstances, no one would believe that Director Ochiai's fainting was not due to his involvement. That's why Inspector Megure comforted Kazama Kaoru in this way.

"Boss Megure, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just wondering why Director Ochiai is in this state. Although on the surface it seems that Director Ochiai hates Mr. Manaka, who acquired the museum and didn't treat it well, because he loves the museum, he obviously doesn't have the physical strength to kill Mr. Manaka like in the video."

"What? You mean you suspect there's someone else who's the killer?"

"No, in that situation, the only possible culprit could be Director Ochiai. What I suspect is that his behavior might be related to the way he killed people in a way that doesn't suit his age. Boss Megure, don't forget that he grabbed Manaka by the neck, lifted him up, and slammed him against the wall. Even Takagi probably couldn't do that kind of killing."

"Hey, how did this get to me again?"

Takagi, who was concentrating on taking case notes, was completely bewildered. This must be what they call being caught in the crossfire.

"Indeed, but when people are angry, they secrete something called adrenaline, which is a natural stimulant that greatly increases a person's strength and speed. It's not impossible for the curator to do something like that when he's extremely angry."

A childish voice came from beside them, which surprised the group of people who were talking. They looked down and saw that it was Conan.

"Conan, how do you know all this?"

Conan not only eavesdropped on the police officers' conversation, but he also couldn't resist showing off. There's no way to explain it, is there? This is what they call "if you don't court death, you won't die".

"Um, this, this is what Shinichi-nii told me."

Officer Sato's question immediately made Conan break out in a cold sweat, and he stammered for a long time before finally pulling out himself as a shield, which was also one of his usual tactics.

"Shinichi Kudo, is that the guy who's known as the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era? It seems like he's been missing for a while now."

Kaoru Kazama casually mentioned Shinichi Kudo's name just to see Conan's reaction.

Sure enough, the kid tensed up when he heard his name, and when Kazama Kaoru said, "It seems he's been missing for a while," he almost couldn't help but open his mouth to speak.

"Oh, that's right. Shinichi-nii is busy dealing with other tricky cases and hasn't been in Tokyo lately."

Acting cute and charming is Conan's forte, especially when it comes to women. He can charm women of all ages, from eight to eighty. It has to be said that this kid has quite a bit of charisma.

Unfortunately, Conan's cuteness overload had no effect on our protagonist, since he knew that this seemingly seven-year-old child actually harbored the soul of a precocious seventeen-year-old, who was also a habitual show-off.

"Little brother, this is not something a child like you should eavesdrop on, Miss Lan. You need to pay attention to the education of children. After all, such bloody and violent events are a very bad influence on children, aren't they?"

"Hey, yeah, Inspector Kazama is right. Conan, you can't come to places like this anymore. Not only will it cause trouble for the police officers, but you should also avoid bloody and scary things. What if you have nightmares at night?"

Seeing his childhood friend's earnest eyes, Conan could only temporarily back down. There was nothing he could do; when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. This child's body was indeed a troublesome matter, and there was simply no legitimate reason for him to get involved in the murder case.

As for Conan's inner turmoil, it has nothing to do with Kazama Kaoru. He now guesses that Director Ochiai must have taken some kind of stimulant, but it comes at the cost of overworking his body, otherwise this situation wouldn't have occurred.

After all, the system concluded that physiological functions were severely overdrawn, which is not just a side effect of adrenaline.

"Kazama, Sato, you two take the team back to the Metropolitan Police Department. Takagi and I will go to the hospital to check on the prisoner's condition and see if we can take a statement. You two go back and organize the relevant witnesses and evidence to prepare for filing a lawsuit in court."

After assigning the tasks, Inspector Megure rode in Takagi's car to Beika Hospital. Kazama Kaoru wasn't sure if Boss Megure's arrangement was partly to avoid Sato driving, but one thing was certain: if he wanted to get back to the Metropolitan Police Department, he had no choice but to ride in Sato's car.

"Miwako, you're already so tired from handling the case, let me drive you back."

At this point, Kaoru Kazama no longer cared about the awkwardness of driving in her office lady dress. She had been wearing it for almost two weeks already, and as long as Sato didn't touch the steering wheel, it was a matter of life and death for him.

"It's nothing. I just took statements from a few people. It's not tiring at all. Xiao Xun is overthinking it. Don't treat me like one of those weak girls."

Hearing Kazama Kaoru's words, Sato pursed her lips. This tomboy had a very strong personality and was a workaholic. Staying up all night was a common occurrence for her, let alone such a small amount of work.

"Just relax and take a rest. Consider it a reward for your hard work."

Unable to communicate verbally, Kazama Kaoru forcefully pressed Sato into the passenger seat, then swiftly took the driver's seat, completely eliminating any possibility of her touching the steering wheel.

Chapter 6 The Protagonist Who Was Kept by the System

Kazama Kaoru spent a whole day finally organizing all the evidence for this case and wrote a report to submit to his superiors for review. At times like this, he had a strong desire to switch careers and become a detective instead of a policeman.

Because whenever a case occurs, the detectives only need to talk, but all the evidence and work is left to the police. In the world of Detective Conan, it's not just their superiors who make the police run themselves ragged with just a few words, but also those detectives who only show off and do nothing.

"Phew, taking a hot shower after a busy day is the best thing in life."

I don't know if it's because I'm adapting to local customs, but ever since Kazama Kaoru traveled to the world of Detective Conan, she seems to enjoy taking baths more and more, just like a real Japanese person.

Kaoru Kazama, with a white towel wrapped around his head, lay in the bathtub like a salted fish. The steamy bathroom wasn't exactly cool, and his face was flushed red from the heat. However, this made his already delicate features seem to have gained a touch of earthiness, making him even more tempting.

This is also why Kaoru Kazama is adamant about not installing a mirror in front of the bathtub. Heaven knows if he'll feel some primal urges when he sees himself like this while taking a bath, or even have desires for himself. That would be a truly terrifying thing.

"System, are the bonuses you said you'd only work when I wear women's clothing?"

"Host, this is the 278th time you've asked this question. My answer is still no. Please remember that next time."

The system's voice was cold and devoid of any human emotion, which sounded very awkward, but Kazama Kaoru had been listening to it for a month and had long since gotten used to it.

"Tell me, isn't the person who invented you a complete pervert? What good does it do him to force me to cross-dress? You can't see or touch me, is it just to satisfy that kind of perverted desire?"

Although his body had already adapted to life in women's clothing, Kaoru Kazama's stubborn heart still refused to admit defeat. It wasn't that he hadn't tried going out in men's clothing, but when he put on men's clothes, his body immediately seemed to enter a sage mode, and he felt bored and uninterested in everything.

Such a feeling would be fine after doing something, but the problem is that Kazama Kaoru's state is something that exists all the time as long as he wears men's clothing. It makes people feel immersed in it and also fearful. Kazama Kaoru has tried it before, and he feels that if he stays in that state for even a second longer, he might die from kidney deficiency.

Otherwise, do you think a dignified transmigrator would be so easily transformed into a cross-dressing master by the system? Kazama Kaoru looked at the stockings in his hand and seriously pondered this question. When did his dignity gradually get eaten away by the system?

System: "Please face your own heart. It is clearly your impulse to become a cross-dressing master that led this system to approach you. Please do not try to shift the blame to me, as this will affect my reputation in the system world."

Kazama Kaoru no longer cared about the system world he mentioned. Anyway, his system had always been unconventional, and apart from helping him wear women's clothing, it didn't seem to offer any particularly significant assistance. Honestly, he had only seen some videos of cross-dressing masters on Bilibili, which had given him some surprise and admiration. How did he end up with the urge to become a cross-dressing master himself?

"System, let's make a deal. Can you let me fight back even when I'm not wearing women's clothing, instead of in that weird state? Think about it, what if I go on a mission one day and wear riot gear or something? Then it can't be considered women's clothing anymore. If I go on a mission with that feeling, I'm afraid I'll be the first one to die. You don't want your host to die young, do you?"

Kaoru asked tentatively. It wasn't that he was timid; the system was just too bizarre, and he could only try the methods from those transmigration novels.

"I'm sorry, although your reason is very reasonable, this system can automatically identify men's and women's clothing. As long as you are still perceived as female by outsiders, it will be judged as women's clothing, so the situation you described will not occur. Also, just a friendly reminder, you belong to the Third Division of the First Investigation Division for Violent Crimes Investigation. Those riot control missions have nothing to do with you. You can rest assured to wear your women's office attire."

"Damn it, he's completely unresponsive."

Although it was expected, I still couldn't help but feel angry when I got this result.

Kaoru Kazama opened the door to the dressing room and pulled out one of the drawers. Inside was a drawer full of stockings of various colors, including breathable and sweat-absorbent stockings for summer and fleece-lined warm stockings for winter. It had everything imaginable. Who told this damned system to think that stockings were the romance of cross-dressing men?

They say that women's clothing without stockings is imperfect, so Kazama Kaoru has no choice but to submit to the system's tyranny and go out every day wearing stockings of various colors and styles.

God knows how much willpower he used to refrain from kicking those perverts in the face when he felt those gazes fixed on his thighs.

Of course, he should also be grateful that the system was not bad to him after all, and even provided him with a car, saving him from the trouble of squeezing onto the subway every morning. Who knows if he might encounter a pervert on the train? Just thinking about it is disgusting enough.

Honestly, apart from forcing him to wear women's clothing, the system didn't seem to have anything to do with him. He came to this anime world penniless, and the system not only provided him with a car and a house, but also a stable, high-paying job.

This kind of behavior is unprecedented in the entire transmigration world. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was being kept by the system. Of course, this kind of treatment comes at a price, which is to wear women's clothing.

The next morning, Kaoru Kazama didn't dawdle and arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department very early, which surprised Inspector Megure for quite a while, because Kaoru Kazama would never arrive early unless it was something important, and she would usually arrive at the Metropolitan Police Department just before she was late.

Kazama Kaoru, who reported to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigative Division at the same time as Inspector Sato, has a personality that is nothing like the workaholic Inspector Sato. His personality is more like that of a middle-aged man, except that he is holding a thermos cup filled with goji berries.

"Hey, why are you here so early today?"

This is the fourth time today that Kazama Kaoru has been startled by people's amazement. He has mixed feelings. He wonders if he usually acts so lazy. Why do these people make such a fuss when he arrives a little early?

"Miwako, what's the latest on the murder case at the art museum? How is Director Ochiai, who was taken to the hospital, doing?"

Kaoru Kazama left work normally yesterday, while Takagi and Shiratori were stuck on duty, so they were the ones handling the follow-up cases.

"Unfortunately, after the prisoner was sent to the hospital, his condition suddenly deteriorated. He died on the operating table from massive internal bleeding. The doctor said that all of his organs had stopped functioning. It was a miracle that he made it to the hospital. Don't feel guilty."

Upon hearing this result, Kaoru Kazama was quite surprised. He wondered if he had changed history. Although he didn't remember the specific details of the case, he did remember the ending of the old man who claimed to be a knight and came to punish the villain. He should have survived in the end.

Therefore, the fact that he went blind is quite puzzling. I wonder if this will have any butterfly effect. Anyway, this is the first time that Kazama Kaoru has come into contact with the Mori trio. It is still uncertain whose factors caused this. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that it was the old man's own will. However, given the extremely high crime rate and the presence of highly intelligent criminals on the streets, it is not a bad thing to think about the problem in a more complicated way.

Chapter 7 The Historical Meeting of Cross-Dressing Masters

"Honestly, we could be going to see the flowers, why does Kogoro Mouri have to go to this little island?"

The middle-aged man leaned against the side of the boat, smoking impatiently, seemingly very dissatisfied with his trip.