The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

"Xiao Xun, why are you so late again today? Did you find a boyfriend?"

As soon as Kaoru Kazama entered the office, he saw an unexpected person—Yumi Miyamoto.

She was also a renowned policewoman in the Metropolitan Police Department, but she was still somewhat inferior to him and Sato.

"What, you have so much free time today, Miss Policewoman from the Traffic Division!"

Kazama Kaoru's words were laced with sarcasm. She noted that there were already few women in the traffic department, a tough job that required being exposed to the elements, and even fewer who were good-looking.

The few remaining students are treated like treasures, living like princesses in the traffic class, so comfortable that they would never leave unless there's a reason.

"I just came to catch up with you and Sato. It's been so long! Did you miss me?"

As Miyamoto Yumi spoke, she gave Kazama Kaoru a big hug, which made some greasy middle-aged men extremely envious. Of course, there were also a few people whose eyes shone with a different kind of light, the meaning of which Kazama Kaoru understood. It was probably something like "yuri is the best".

As expected, otaku understand otaku best. It's not scary to fantasize, the real problem is when other people find out what you're fantasizing about. That's what's truly shameful.

Chapter 128 The Vase's Sense of Mission

"Alright, alright, I know you too well. You must have come for someone, right?"

Yumi Miyamoto is known as the gossip queen of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. You can get any kind of inside information from her. Her influence has even extended to the Tottori area, and countless people have submitted to the tyranny of gossip.

If Kazama Kaoru remembers correctly, this is the third time Miyamoto Yumi has come to the First Investigation Division this week. Although they both belong to the Metropolitan Police Department, the Traffic Division, which has more field operations, doesn't have many opportunities to meet with the First Investigation Division. If she weren't the only female officer in the Traffic Division, she wouldn't have this much free time.

After all, everyone loves beauty, and no one wants to see a beautiful woman being ravaged by the wind and sun.

"What person? I don't understand what you're talking about. I came here today to discuss some things with Miwako."

Upon hearing Kazama Kaoru's words, Miyamoto Yumi was visibly flustered. Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the lower left, and her fingers fidgeted nervously as she avoided looking Kazama Kaoru in the eye.

"Tsk tsk, even a rookie officer could tell that he's lying."

There's no need to elaborate on the psychological manifestations of lying; all I can say is that Miyamoto Yumi was simply too naive. She only needed a little provocation from Kazama Kaoru to slip up and give herself away.

If he wasn't mistaken, Miyamoto Yumi must have a crush on Takagi, that silly boy. No wonder those greasy old men in the original work liked to bully Takagi so much. Although he looks honest, he quietly seduced two policewomen, one with feelings and the other with intentions.

The Metropolitan Police Department has so many resources, and he's monopolizing them all. It's no wonder people are jealous.

"How about it, do you want me to help you match up? I've got nothing else to do anyway."

"Xiao Xun, you still have six case reports to finish! Who said you have nothing to do? Otherwise, I'll ask Inspector Megure to find you something to do."

Before Kaoru Kazama could finish speaking, she was punished by the great demon king Sato. Saying that she had nothing to do in front of Sato, a workaholic, was just asking for trouble. Fortunately, Inspector Megure was not here, or Kaoru Kazama would have had a hard time.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll go write the report right away, alright, Sato-sama!"

Sato shook her head helplessly. If Kazama Kaoru really worked that diligently, she wouldn't be the Kazama Kaoru she knew. She was so beautiful and capable, with excellent skills in computers, deduction, and even autopsies. Why was she so lazy?

Being low-key isn't always a good thing, especially when someone like Kazama Kaoru is too low-key—that's what you call being a lazy bum.

He spent the afternoon like this, just being a lazy bum. It's not that Kaoru Kazama was idle; he really had nothing to do except write reports. He didn't know what went wrong, but no cases had occurred this week.

It's important to know that their First Investigation Division has the broadest jurisdiction; basically, anything that can be linked to crime falls under their jurisdiction. In this respect, Inspector Nakamori Ginzo has it much easier, spending a lot of police resources playing hide-and-seek with his future son-in-law all day long.

On the surface, he seems to be deeply in love with Phantom Thief Kid, but in reality, he has long since become a masochist. Others may not know, but how could Kazama Kaoru, one of the three members of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's gossip squad, not know? Inspector Nakamori's condition has progressed to the point where he feels itchy all over if he doesn't see Phantom Thief Kid for a week, and he feels like he's dying if he doesn't see him for a month.

From this perspective, Kaito Kuroba handled the relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law quite well, which is something our new generation of well-rounded young people should learn from and emulate.

Happy times are always short-lived, and the days when Conan, the Grim Reaper's favorite son, doesn't cause trouble are even shorter. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department finally had a week of peace and quiet, and just as Kazama Kaoru was grumbling about having nothing to do, at 7 p.m., the perfect time to get off work, he was dragged out by Inspector Megure.

"What happened this time? Could it be related to that brat Conan again?"

Kaoru Kazama was sitting in the passenger seat this time, while the driver was none other than Sato, the Metropolitan Police Department's race car driver, also known as the "Thirteen Sisters of Central." Fortunately, it was rush hour, and even if Sato wanted to drive this car into the sky, she would have to consider the traffic situation.

"Has there been another traffic accident up ahead? I really don't know what Yumi and the others have been busy with all day. How come it's taken so long to deal with?"

The inability to drive freely made Sato extremely unhappy. For her, flooring the accelerator was the norm. Slowing down was out of the question; being stuck in traffic and only able to inch forward was like constipation to her.

Sato's speedometer never dipped below 80, and never below 120 outside the city. If Inspector Megure hadn't stopped her, she probably would have installed a nitrous oxide booster or something to blast the speedometer to 220, and then she would have been flying into the sky and standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know about health preservation? You have to slow down to enjoy life. The pressure of modern white-collar life in big cities is too great. The suicide rate is terrifyingly high. I don't want you to follow in their footsteps."

"Pah, pah, pah! Can't you think of me for once? If I ever die in the line of duty, it'll be because of your curse!"

Actually, Officer Sato's hobby is quite simple: after a long day of intense work, he recklessly speeds on his way home, usually late at night. So Kazama Kaoru still can't figure out whether Sato is a night owl for work or for speeding.

Well, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; it's hard for most people to understand. Even someone like Officer Sato, who doesn't resemble a woman at all except for her appearance, is no exception.

"Although I don't know what happened, you're right. This police report is indeed related to Conan. I don't know how this kid has such a connection with the Metropolitan Police Department. I see him four or five times a week, more often than I see my mother."

As Sato slowly shuffled forward, he complained about Conan's "death god" physique, which seemed to bring death wherever he went.

"However, I did hear Inspector Megure mention something before. Apparently, they discovered a group of counterfeiters and also solved a kidnapping case along the way. Those kids are lucky. That case has been dragging on for half a month, and the victim's mother is crying every day at home. If they can find the missing person, that would be a good thing."

Kazama Kaoru didn't know much about this kind of thing. Rather, he was mainly responsible for the Metropolitan Police Department's external communications. He heard that Superintendent Matsumoto intended to make him the Metropolitan Police Department's mouthpiece, since good-looking people have more authority these days, which is basically a plain-language version of "beauty is justice".

However, Kaoru Kazama is still adjusting, and thankfully there haven't been any major cases recently, so the police don't need to hold any press conferences or anything like that.

I heard that this suggestion came from an anonymous letter, which can be considered a complaint. The letter said that every time you open the news, you can only see a few middle-aged men with fierce expressions reporting on the case. This does not bring a good sense of security to the parties involved and the uninformed onlookers. Therefore, it was suggested that a beautiful policewoman should be in charge of these external communications.

Kaoru Kazama was initially confused, wondering how such a thing could happen to her, before she finally realized that she was just a pretty face.

Compared to the hardworking workaholic Sato, this kind of job is definitely more suitable for someone like me who does nothing every day and is always late or leaves early.

He wasn't having any trouble adapting to being on TV. Being good-looking was an asset, and there was nothing wrong with showing it off. If it brought good reviews to the Metropolitan Police Department, then it would undoubtedly be his achievement. This was his sense of mission and responsibility as a "pretty face."

Chapter 129 Five years or more is already too much of an honor for them!

Although we were stuck in traffic for more than ten minutes, with Sato around, there was no chance of being late.

Despite her reckless driving, she arrived earlier than Inspector Megure and Takagi, who had a smooth journey. It's hard to say whether Takagi was driving too steadily or Sato was driving too recklessly.

"Did you call the police? What's the situation here?"

When Kaoru and the others arrived, they learned that the people who called the police were actually two police officers. The reason was that they heard gunshots in the building next door, and the windows were shattered. In addition, some children had told them that there were counterfeiters inside, so the two police officers called the police.

"Those kids must be Conan and his friends. I'll go up and check it out first. Sato, you stay here and find out what's going on."

"Okay, be careful."

Kaoru Kazama nodded, took out his revolver, and quickly climbed the stairs. His movements were light and almost silent, as agile as a cat in the dark stairwell.

"Phew, these kids are really a handful."

He had noticed it when he was at the police station; the broken glass was on the fourth floor, and in the pitch-black building, only that one room on the fourth floor had a light on, making it very easy to find.

"Oh, it looks like you've already solved everything."

Kaoru Kazama looked at the short-haired woman who was being held at gunpoint by Ai Haibara and was still trembling, as well as the two men lying on the ground. Oh, right, there was also a burly man lying at the door, but he didn't seem to have any marks on his body from being kicked. He was probably knocked unconscious by a tranquilizer dart, which was much better than the two men who each had a bandage on their head. It was obvious that Conan had given him an impromptu shot.

Although he had taught Conan many times not to use someone's forehead as a goal, there was nothing he could do. He had no other means; the tranquilizer dart was for Kogoro Mouri.

The children were untying a tall, thin man, who appeared to be the one who had been kidnapped.

"You're too late. Edogawa has already taken care of all of them."

Upon hearing the sound, Conan, who was already on edge, was startled. After all, Kaoru Kazama had entered the room without making a sound, like a ghost.

Ai Haibara's position allowed her to see Kaoru Kazama at first glance, which explained the situation on the scene.

"Oh, it's you. What, Inspector Megure didn't come with you?"

Conan was startled before belatedly asking the question, and it seems he's played the savior again.

"Sister Xiaoxun, we've accomplished something truly great!"

"Yes, yes, look, we caught a group of thugs, this is the evidence."

Genta and Ayumi were vying to take credit, while Mitsuhiko had already run to the side and pulled out the counterfeit banknote that could be used as evidence.

"You guys, I've told you so many times, but you still don't know how to be careful. But you've done a great job this time. I'll have Takagi take you out for something nice to eat later. You guys probably haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Hooray! I want to eat eel rice."

The foodie Genta was naturally the happiest. He jumped for joy as soon as he heard that there was food. It's true that foodies are cultivated from a young age.

"It seems you're doing well at school; you've already become one of the kids."

Kazama Kaoru looked at Haibara Ai with a teasing gaze until the other woman showed an unnatural expression. After all, Kazama Kaoru was the only one who knew her true identity, and it would be embarrassing for her to be seen playing with the child by him.

She has only just shrunk, so she can't act like Conan, shamelessly and without any sense of propriety, to act cute towards adults or pretend to be stupid towards children.

Seeing that Ai Haibara remained silent, Kaoru Kazama wasn't annoyed. He knew that was just her personality; after all, her sharp tongue was something that only came out after getting to know someone well. She was always quiet and reserved around strangers.

He then turned his gaze to Conan, who had been hesitant to speak. Conan had been acting like this ever since he saw him arrive, as if he had some important secret to tell him.

Kaoru Kazama had no choice but to follow him to the door and squat down to listen to him talk. Who told this guy to be so short when he was seven years old? He didn't know how he grew so tall at seventeen. Did he eat big bones every day?

“Kazama, don’t you recognize these people? Their clothes and mannerisms are very similar to that mysterious organization. I suspect they are members of that organization.”

The Conan we know now isn't as shrewd as he will become later. You can tell from Kazama Kaoru that he's currently experiencing a mix of excitement and fear, since he doesn't know much about the organization yet and isn't quite calm when he encounters it.

"Conan, you're overthinking it. If this group were an organization, do you think they could have existed for half a century with their intelligence? More than five years would be an exaggeration."

Kazama Kaoru looked at the woman sitting on the ground, terrified. Next to her was a wide-brimmed black hat with bullet holes, clearly shot off. No wonder she was so frightened.

With their character, if they were members of the organization, Shuichi Akai alone could probably wipe them out. Why would they need so many undercover agents?

"You're still too young, lad. This woman may have had some plastic surgery, but you can still recognize her. She's a habitual counterfeiter, known in the underworld as Silver Fox. She was just released not long ago. I thought she was behaving herself, and Boss Megure was quite pleased. But it turns out she's changed her appearance and gone back to her old ways next to the police station. This time she even brought a gun. Looks like she'll be in jail for a few more years."

Kazama Kaoru was calm and collected. When he and Conan came out, Inspector Megure had already arrived at the place and had handcuffed all the criminals. However, because Conan was talking to Kazama Kaoru, he did not provoke him with words as in the original story.

"How can a child touch a gun? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

"But...but, waaaaah, waaaah!"

At that moment, Inspector Megure's signature lion's roar suddenly echoed from inside the house, followed by the familiar, sobbing voice of a little girl.

"Inspector Megure, how could you be so rude to my sister? She knows how to use a gun because I taught her. How could you be so mean to a little girl? Look, she's crying."

This was the first time Kaoru Kazama had seen Inspector Megure so helpless. You could say women are all born actors. Even though she knew Ai Haibara couldn't possibly burst into tears over this, she couldn't help but soften when she saw the tearful face on Haibara's cheeks.

"Come on, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. That uncle is a big idiot, let's ignore him."

Kazama Kaoru walked directly to Ai Haibara's side. At this moment, the cunning little girl was still crying with her head down and was not very sensitive to the outside world. As a result, she was caught off guard and was hugged into Kazama Kaoru's arms again.

In this situation, the cunning little girl couldn't struggle much and could only continue to bury her head in Kazama Kaoru's arms and cry, occasionally wiping some snot and tears on his clothes, which was obviously a form of revenge.

"Anyway, Akemi washes all my clothes now. If you don't care about your sister, then go ahead and continue."

Kaoru Kazama leaned close to Ai Haibara's ear, seemingly to comfort her sister, but the words she spoke were anything but kind.

Sure enough, he felt the delicate body in his arms tremble, and then she stopped wiping her nose and tears, though she continued to sob, seemingly determined to trick Conan.