The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

Inspector Megure didn't quite understand what was strange about this shot; wasn't it perfectly normal?

"And this too, we just filmed the thug, and then quickly turned away. This kind of shot appeared a total of five times in the seventy minutes of filming. Look, Inspector Megure, it's happening again."

Unlike in the original work, Conan, because he was constantly watching the monitoring room, clearly considered it a suspicious point.

"Yes, that's indeed very strange, director. Who's responsible for broadcasting this on this screen?"

Inspector Megure turned to the director, Kaneko, and asked, "Yomiuri TV is really taking this soccer match broadcast seriously. They've set up a total of twenty-four cameras around the soccer field, so there are twenty-four split screens here."

"This should be handled by Tomoda from Unit 13."

"Indeed, if it were the cameramen responsible for broadcasting this football match, then making a phone call wouldn't attract attention, since they're in the rear, and the most dangerous place is the safest place. It's hard for anyone to imagine that a staff member of Nichiri TV would extort money from their employer."

Sato stroked his chin and analyzed, which made the director, Kaneko, look increasingly unpleasant. It wasn't hard to tell that he had probably thought of something. After all, he was the director in charge of broadcasting the football match, and his cameramen would definitely know everything. He hadn't thought of it at first, but now the person had been pointed out. He was the one who answered the phone, and even if the voice changer was good, he could still hear the familiar feeling from the tone and intonation.

"What's wrong, Mr. Kaneko? Has something come to mind?"

Inspector Megure has sharp eyes; he immediately noticed that the director, Kaneko, looked a little off and instinctively asked:

"It's nothing. If it's an enemy of the Japanese TV station, then Tomoda of Unit 13 might indeed have some connection."

"Never mind that for now. Sato, Takagi, Kazama, take some men and find this Tomoda. Be aware that he may be carrying a handgun, so you are allowed to fire during this operation."

Upon hearing this, Kaoru Kazama touched the police revolver on his waist. It seemed that this gun was not as lethal as the others, which posed a great threat to the safety of the police officers.

"Conan, you stay right here, do you hear me?"

Although Conan has the aura of "you can't see me", Kaoru Kazama has been keeping an eye on this kid from the very beginning.

From the moment he said he had discovered the problem, Kaoru Kazama had been keeping an eye on the kid. Sure enough, while Inspector Megure was questioning the director Kaneko, he planned to sneak out, seemingly to find Tomoda, the owner of Unit 13, himself.

"You stay right here, Shangchuan. Keep an eye on these kids; they're not exactly well-behaved."

"Inspector Megure, to avoid alerting them, let me go alone. They're quite cautious; if they see us approaching, they might open fire on the stands in a panic."

"Kazama, are you confident?"

Inspector Megure pondered for a moment, probably recalling Kazama Kaoru's violent behavior, and considered the possibility of apprehending the criminal without alerting him.

"No problem, I guarantee I'll complete the task."

Kazama Kaoru's determined look startled Inspector Megure. When did Kazama Kaoru, who was known for being a lazy bum, become so proactive? Didn't he know what kind of person this guy was in the Metropolitan Police Department?

"Alright, I'll send a sniper to target that area and provide support if necessary. Be careful."

"Okay, then I'll leave Tamiya and Sansui in your care, boss."

Kaoru Kazama gave his radio to Inspector Megure and then walked straight towards the stands.

He didn't intend to pass through the camera area, but rather to unexpectedly detour through the audience seats, which would minimize the criminals' vigilance.

Although it's natural for the opponent to relax their focus as the match nears its end, we still can't let our guard down. After all, this is an armed criminal with so many spectators. If he gets desperate or accidentally discharges the weapon, it could cause a lot of trouble.

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"Are you my master?"

"who?"

Zhida, who was originally full of pride, hurriedly turned around after hearing the voice, only to find a blond swordsman wearing armor on his upper body and a strange skirt on his lower body slowly walking towards him, holding a long sword in his hand, with a shiny ahoge (cowlick) fluttering in the wind.

"who are you?"

Although he had a gun and wasn't panicked, Tomoda was determined to avoid firing if possible. His goal was to avenge his girlfriend's suicide. If the police and the director couldn't find him, it would be like slapping the Japanese TV station in the face, which would undoubtedly be the most satisfying outcome.

Moreover, the other person's clothing was strange, and their speech was also strange. Zhida was a naturally suspicious person, so for a moment the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

"Damn system, it hasn't said a word in eight hundred years, and the moment it appears it's causing trouble for me."

Kazama Kaoru, his face expressionless, was inwardly cursing. Why was he dressed like this? It was all the system's fault for causing trouble and forcing him to surprise the prisoner in the form of the Saber King, even though the prisoner was more frightened than anything else.

Such strange behavior is something even the host doesn't know what the system is trying to do. Could it be that the system's soul is a dead fat otaku, and the reason it made him cosplay so many anime characters is just to satisfy his inner desires?

The thought of this possibility twisted Kazama Kaoru's heart, but on the surface, there was no change. He walked towards Tomoda step by step with a blank expression.

Chapter 144 Which Excavator School is the Best?

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shines on the road, and there are two or three pedestrians on the street, mostly middle-aged and elderly people wearing sportswear to exercise.

As times progress and living standards improve, young people, who should be striving for excellence, are becoming increasingly lazy and indifferent, seemingly uninterested in anything and content to live on a mobile phone until the end.

Of course, it's not that scary yet; young people just like to sleep in a little longer.

Kaoru Kazama was no exception; he would sleep until late morning almost every day. The Metropolitan Police Department's normal working hours were 9:00 AM, and he would never get up before 8:55 AM.

He preferred to complete all the preparations before leaving the house within those five minutes in order to give himself enough time to rest.

Of course, if the time is calculated correctly, five minutes is enough for him to get dressed and wash up as quickly as possible, and take a couple of bites of bread along the way.

However, human calculations are often no match for fate, and such calculations often go wrong. For example, when I was about to eat, I saw Xiaobai next to me, and after excitedly petting the cat for a while, I realized that I was late.

"It's all your fault, Xiaobai. Why did you have to tempt me like that?"

Kazama Kaoru blamed his pet for being late to work without any guilt. "I've raised a cat for a thousand days, but I'll only be the scapegoat for one." This is Kazama Kaoru's principle in raising cats.

Of course, looking at its bewildered and ignorant big eyes, and the cuteness that it unintentionally "leaked" out, Kaoru Kazama eventually returned to the great cause of petting cats.

"Hey, Xiaoxun, aren't you worried? You're already late for work!"

Miyano Akemi looked worriedly at the person and cat sitting at the dining table. It was 9:10, and Ai Haibara had been gone for more than an hour. This lazy adult's sense of time was not even as good as a child's.

"It's okay, anyway, Boss Megure won't say anything to me. I've been working so hard lately, so just treat it as a vacation."

While petting the cat, Kaoru Kazama answered, revealing that he was actually curious about what had happened yesterday. He seemed to be petting the cat, but he was actually thinking about it.

Why would the system suddenly release such a task? It's more like an announcement than a task, since it didn't specify any requirements, content, or rewards.

It's no wonder it's the most laid-back system of 2018. As expected, the system reflects its owner. Although Kazama Kaoru always suspected that this system had infected him into a laid-back young man who was still a couch potato even after turning his life around.

"Host, do you crave power?"

"Don't give me that, you've always lied to me like that."

It seems that the system was quite enthusiastic this morning, and surprisingly chatted with Kaoru Kazama for the first time ever.

"Mingmei, what do you think would happen if I became a detective?"

After a friendly and cordial conversation with the system, Kazama asked Akemi this question.

"Detective? Why would you suddenly want to be a detective? Did you get fired from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Women's imaginations are terrifying. Kaoru Kazama only asked one question, but it triggered a series of conjectures from Akemi. If this were in the world of mathematics, it would definitely be a Goldbach.

"Of course not. How could a positive and outstanding police officer like me, a pillar of the police force, be dismissed? I just find it more interesting to watch Mr. Mori as a detective."

"Host, your shamelessness is exactly the same as when you first arrived, without any change."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

"If you keep arguing with me like this, you'll easily lose your cheat ability, host!"

"Couldn't you have discussed this with me before you started this? So I wouldn't be in such a passive position."

The reason Kazama Kaoru asked Miyano Akemi such a question was because this lunatic suddenly released some kind of "Crossdressing Master Detective Project". The general idea is that as a system with socialist core values ​​as its core ideology, it cannot tolerate the host's lazy behavior and requires the host to become famous in the detective world.

You can make me a detective if you want, but why didn't you just make me a detective from the beginning? Why did you have to send me to be a policeman? I'm doing well as a policeman now, and my superiors appreciate me. Judging from this trend, there's a good chance that a female manager will emerge in ten years. So, at this crucial moment, you're making me a detective.

Please, this is obviously a joke!

She only told me I had my period after I'd already taken my pants off. What was she doing all this time?

Kazama Kaoru was in a terrible predicament. To be honest, after being subtly influenced by the system for so long, he almost thought he was a woman. If it weren't for what happened today, his forgotten testicles would probably have been forgotten for who knows how long before his master remembered them.

Movie scripts are often absurd, but real life is even more ridiculous than movie scripts, just like Kaoru Kazama now.

Fortunately, the mission has a one-month time limit. This damn system didn't force me to become a detective right now, so there's still room for maneuver.

If all else fails, I can always report to Matsumoto, the superintendent, that I can't stand the detectives always overshadowing the police, and that after careful consideration, I've decided to sacrifice myself by infiltrating the detective world to try and clear the police's name.

Of course, he didn't know that Matsumoto, the manager, would believe such a ridiculous excuse; it was just an excuse for himself.

"Okay, I'm going to work now, don't miss me."

Life may be absurd, but it still goes on. Seeing that it was almost past ten o'clock, Kaoru Kazama, the thinker, suddenly realized that he had grabbed his car keys and rushed out the door. Before leaving, he couldn't help but flirt with Akemi Miyano.

He felt a chilling feeling that his boyfriend had someone else in his heart. In order to avoid this situation and for Akemi's lifelong happiness, he decided to implement a plan to win over Miyano Akemi and try to make her forget that scumbag Akai Shuichi as soon as possible.

This plan even received support from Ai Haibara; the two of them even wrote out the battle plan on the computer, which was incredibly boring.

His anxious act was for Akemi's benefit, to show that he still had some sense of time. Why would the lazy Kazama Kaoru be anxious about being late? Since he was already late, he might as well enjoy himself a little longer. This was a life truth that he had been practicing since high school.

He strolled downstairs, took out his car keys, opened the car door, got in, started the engine, stepped on the gas, and drove the car out of the garage. This series of actions was smooth and effortless, and one could vaguely see the style of Lanxiang Vocational School graduates back then.

If the founder of Lanxiang Vocational School knew that he had switched from driving an excavator to driving a city SUV, he would probably be disappointed.

With this amazing idea in mind, Kaoru Kazama drove onto the highway at 60 miles per hour, heading straight for the Metropolitan Police Department.

Chapter 145 Let me tell you my thoughts

First of all, I want to apologize to everyone. I'm really sorry. I was too willful and started this new book so hastily.

Thank you all for your continued understanding. I'm truly sorry. I can see all your donations and recommendations. I'm so sorry that I'm starting a new book like this.

I'm sure you can all tell that this book is getting weaker and weaker, and it was frequently interrupted in the past. Thank you all for your understanding and encouragement, I am truly grateful.

Actually, this book had quite good potential at the beginning, and the editor paid close attention to it. However, due to my personal issues, the updates became unstable, and then it got worse and worse. I lost motivation to write more and more. In fact, readers nowadays might not believe it, but in the first month after the book started, I updated twice a day without fail.

I can see all your encouragement and support, and that's why I feel so guilty for starting a new book like this. I'm really sorry.

It was my fault that things got messy later on. I didn't keep working on perfecting the outline and just wrote whatever came to mind every day, so it was inevitable that the quality would decline. I apologize again here.

Looking at the daily recommendation votes, I know exactly who's missing. It's because my writing is so weak that I haven't been able to retain readers. It's my fault. Thank you all so much for your continued support. It's unbelievable, but I started writing crossdressing on May 1st, and by almost October, I only have 300,000 words. I'm so sorry everyone.

If you'd like, I hope you can check out my new book. I'm willing to weave a brand new dream for you. I'm truly grateful to all my lovely readers who have supported me. If you don't mind, please take a look at my little kitten.

I started conceiving this book a few months ago. Some readers may know that I had a previously banned book that was about Ai Haibara and her cat.

Although I didn't say it, I was still filled with regret. My work was going well, but it was inexplicably blocked. Honestly, the protagonist, whom I hadn't even held hands with, was blocked because of erotic descriptions. I was completely dumbfounded.

Of course, the new book is different from the previous ones. Please check it out for details. I hope you enjoy it.

I write books to make everyone happy, and also to tell the stories in my heart. I'm truly sorry for everything I did before. I will try my best to update, and I should be able to guarantee two updates a day. Thank you all for your support.