No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Author: Red Jellyfish

Summary:

Conan: "How exactly do you solve cases?"

First, determine whether it's a three-choice question or a proof question, then use the elimination method of Mouri and the locking method of Ayumi.

Gin: "My nose is most sensitive to the smell of traitors!"

Then you'll die from an upper respiratory infection sooner or later.

Shuichi Akai: "I have a photographic memory for my enemies' appearances."

Indeed, Chianti and Cohen are so devoted to you, you can't forget them even if you want to.

BOSS: "Yawenyi, you can't possibly betray me."

Karasuma Renya, and you too, you neither human nor ghost, and you still want to catch me? Don't let me see you on Beika Street, or I'll rip your cane off and slap you in the face!

(This book is fast-paced and not slow-burning; the protagonist is more about action than talk.)

Chapter 1 Headless Horseman Roller Coaster

"Maki! Maki! Kitahara Maki!"

The officer who had been called back snapped out of his reverie, turned his gaze away from the Ferris wheel in the distance, and smiled:

"Haha, sorry, Inspector Megure. It's been a long time since I've been to an amusement park, I was just feeling a bit nostalgic."

After hearing the young officer's explanation, the middle-aged, plump officer sighed and said:

"Masaki, this case involves someone whose head was ripped off while riding a roller coaster. If it's a murder, then it's extremely heinous, and..."

"And that high school detective, Shinichi Kudo, was also there, right?"

Kitahara Masaki picked up the conversation. He was very familiar with this opening scene. When he was a child, the animation channel had bought the rights and broadcast it over and over again. Even the line "There is only one truth" was engraved in Kitahara Masaki's mind.

"Sigh, you know that right now. The media and the public are calling him the savior of the Japanese police! The higher-ups have always been very dissatisfied with this situation, which is why they put you, a top student, into our First Investigation Division so that we can solve cases before Kudo and regain the public's trust in us!"

Knowing that this savior would soon become a little savior, Kitahara Masaki nodded 'seriously' and said that he would definitely help Inspector Megure solve the case quickly.

After a jog, the police finally arrived at the scene, only to find it already surrounded by a crowd of people snapping photos with their flip phones. The subject of the photos was, of course, the young detective in the center of the crowd, wearing a blue-green jacket—Shinichi Kudo. His handsome face was now serious, and the girl with a horn in her hair standing behind him was probably his childhood friend—Ran Mouri.

"Is he the famous high school detective Shinichi Kudo? He's even known as the savior of the Japanese police!"

"Is that the high school student who keeps helping the police solve difficult cases? He looks so young, is he any good?"

"Hey! Kudo, Kudo, look over here! I'm your fan!"

Upon hearing these words, Inspector Megure, who was standing outside the human wall, reached up and pressed his hat down firmly, urging the surrounding police officers to quickly disperse the crowd. If they continued filming, tomorrow's headlines would probably be "High school detective displays extraordinary abilities, saving incompetent police from dire straits."

"Brother Masaki, we're counting on you this time!"

"Leave it to me, Inspector Megure."

This is an open-book exam, how could I possibly lose?

After squeezing through the crowd with difficulty, Kitahara Masaki saw two familiar faces, people he had met before in this life—Gin and Vodka.

These two burly men, dressed entirely in black, didn't look like good people at all, yet they came to ride the roller coaster... Could it be...?

Kitahara Masaki's inner monologue continued, while Gin, unaware that his sexual orientation had been distorted, sneered upon seeing Kitahara Masaki.

He thought to himself: "Hmph! You Tokyo police would never have imagined that these so-called returned students and elite police officers were actually undercover agents of our Black Organization!"

Gin, who was already suffering from nervous breakdown due to the infiltration of the FBI, CIA, and Japanese Public Security Bureau, finally let go of the pistol in his hand when he saw Kitahara Masaki talking about the case with the police with a relaxed expression, waiting for his own people to resolve this farce.

"Brother, it seems that Yawenyi has completely integrated into the police force."

"That's right, vodka."

Meanwhile, a new clue emerged in the case: police found a bloodstained knife in the bag of a woman sitting next to the victim on the roller coaster.

"Hmm—everyone is secured in their seats by the safety seats during a roller coaster ride, so it seems this young lady is the murderer."

Kitahara Masaki pressed his thumb against his cheek to prevent himself from laughing out loud at the murder scene. Before he joined the force and went to crime scenes, Inspector Megure was a mature and steady veteran police officer. But once he arrived at the scene, it was as if he had been given a brain-lowering buff, and he spoke without thinking at all.

"No, Inspector Megure, this young lady couldn't be the murderer. A kitchen knife alone couldn't have been used to cleanly decapitate her. Besides, the blood on her doesn't look like she just committed a murder. This is just a pre-prepared method used by the murderer to frame her."

Upon hearing Kitahara Masaki's words, Kudo Shinichi, who was about to step forward to stop Inspector Megure, also stopped and looked with great interest at this man whose intelligence was not on the same level as the other police officers.

"But... when riding a roller coaster, everyone's seat is fixed. If the murderer is someone else, how did they manage to escape from the safety seats?"

"It's very simple."

Kitahara Masaki walked forward, sat on the roller coaster, secured a bag behind his back, then pulled down the seat railing. Once the railing locked, it created enough space for him to slide off the seat and escape. (Dangerous stunt, do not attempt; attempting it will result in death.)

"Oh! I see. So the person sitting in the front seat could also have committed the crime!"

"Yes, and the killer's identity is already very clear."

The murderer sat in the first row, Kudo and Ran sat in the second row, the victim sat in the third row, and Gin and Vodka, who originally intended to determine the location of their trading partner by observing the height of the roller coaster, sat in the fourth row.

"What! Brother Kitahara, you already know who the murderer is!"

"That's right, and I think Detective Kudo has already collected the crucial evidence."

Shinichi Kudo, who had been holding back for a long time, originally wanted to show off his skills by presenting evidence, but Kitahara Masaki interrupted his spellcasting, so he had no choice but to obediently present the evidence he had collected.

Kitahara Masaki took the transparent plastic bag, which contained a hook and a broken pearl necklace. He was still amazed by the sophisticated method of the crime.

"Thank you, Detective Kudo. I was thinking of having the forensic team collect fingerprints and skin flakes from it, but it seems unnecessary now. The real culprit is you, Miss Hitomi!"

The murderer, whose evidence was now fully in hand, knelt down and began to demonstrate the traditional skill of criminals in the Detective Conan world—she would confess her motives even if no one asked her.

After everyone heard the murderer's confession, the police presented her with a pair of silver bracelets. Only then did the people taking pictures realize that the case was completely solved by the police. Shinichi Kudo, who usually occupies the front page of headlines, was completely silenced and became the background figure of this handsome police officer.

"Ahem, Inspector Megure, now that the case is solved, shouldn't we let the people leave?"

The case is solved, but there's still a big shot and a driver standing by. However, this time Gin doesn't seem as irritable as before. Back when Kitahara Masaki and he went on missions in the US, if you were five minutes late, he would basically label you a traitor and then take out a Beretta and empty its magazine.

"Wait a minute, Inspector Megure."

"What's wrong, Brother Kudo?"

"Those two burly men over there seem to be something wrong with them. It's really out of place for people dressed like that to be in an amusement park."

Goodness, if I hadn't come, the story might have ended right there.

"Haha, Detective Kudo, you're overthinking it. Those two are probably just cosplaying, and we police can't just detain them because they look like bad guys."

Kitahara Masaki patted Kudo Shinichi on the shoulder and told him his opinion on the two men in black, indicating that the police were powerless to do anything about it.

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure, who was rushing to finish his shift and head home, agreed and kindly advised:

"Kudo, it's rare for you to come to the amusement park with Ran, so just have fun and don't think too much about it."

Well, that's not right either. If he doesn't think about anything, the story will end.

Kitahara Masaki sighed; being caught in the middle of this group was exhausting.

"Alright, everyone, you can go now. Brother Kitahara, you've done a great job this time. I'll definitely explain your contribution to the administrator."

"Hey, Inspector Megure, what are you saying? This is the result of the joint efforts of our First Investigation Division."

Megure and Kitahara, one with an empty head and the other with ulterior motives, exchanged pleasantries while the police officers, accompanied by a backdrop, left, their retreat twice as fast as their response time.

Shinichi Kudo, who was left bewildered in the wind, reached out to try and hold them back but found that they had all vanished in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 2 What you love is your system.

"Shinichi! Shinichi!"

Watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, Xiaolan reached out her hand, but couldn't chase after it because her shoelace had broken.

After returning to the amusement park, Kitahara Masaki found an excuse to go back to the park. Sitting on the Ferris wheel, he watched through binoculars as the mystery fanatic abandoned his childhood friend and chased after Vodka alone.

call.

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the plot was still developing as usual. Next, he recorded the historic moment when Shinichi Kudo became Conan Edogawa.

Everyone then gave him face. Vodka made a deal with the chairman, whose secrets the organization had been exposed, while Gin, rather clumsily, slapped Shinichi Kudo on the head and forced him to drink the so-called poison.

Here it comes!

Shinichi Kudo, whose height and weight had already reached the level of a high school student, slowly shrank. All talk of conservation of energy and conservation of matter became meaningless, and his hands and feet shrank into his clothes because of the shrinking size.

Thus begins the world of Detective Conan, and a year in the Conan universe officially becomes 36,500 days; today is Thursday, tomorrow may be Sunday; a karate master can break a building's supporting pillar with a single punch; Phantom Thief Kid can change clothes in a second; the Black Organization collectively suffers amnesia the day after strafing Tokyo Tower with an armed helicopter; the crime rate in Beika Town increases by 1000%.

However, what Kitahara Masaki wants most right now is Professor Agasa's advanced technology. That kind of world-leading spy equipment can be described as high-quality and inexpensive, and an essential tool for murder and robbery.

After the Ferris wheel completed its rotation, Kitahara Masaki called Gin and asked:

"Gin, did you manage to pull off the operation tonight? Or are you and Vodka under too much pressure and want to relieve it by riding a roller coaster?"

Gin was probably smoking a post-mission cigarette afterward, and only replied after a while:

"You did a good job today, Yawenyi. We dealt with a meddlesome detective during our mission, and I expect your police station will be getting the news soon."

"Hey, you guys aren't going to just shoot him—"

"No, we used the organization's latest poison, and no toxins will be found in the autopsy."

"That's good. As long as it's not a murder case, I want to rest for a few more days."

After handing over the rest of the instructions, Gin and his group quickly left, while Kitahara Masaki leisurely walked towards the amusement park entrance, a small drone blending into the night sky draped over his shoulder.

He removed the camera's memory card, went home, copied it onto a CD using his computer, and then wrote "The beginning of all evil" on the CD.

After finishing all that, he lay on the bed and looked at his simple system.

The floating screen only showed the "Achievements" section, and looking at the dense list of achievements to be completed made Kitahara Maki feel exhausted.

【Crocodile Tears】: Gin was successfully apprehended and brought to justice.

[Ant-Man in the Detective Conan World]: He ate ten APTX-4869 pills in a row.

[Ventriloquist Master]: Using a tranquilizer watch to anesthetize Kogoro Mouri and successfully solve the case.

[Cyber ​​Tyrant]: Completely master the artificial intelligence program "Noah's Ark".

【Forbidden Love】: Place a ring on Shiho Miyano (Ai Haibara) while she is in a shrunken state.