No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"what happened?"

"The middle-aged detective's gaze is quite disgusting."

"Luckily, your clothes today were relatively conservative, otherwise their gazes would have been even more blatant. By the way, the detective class is about to start, let's head over to the classroom."

"Hmm, I don't know how you came up with this idea, not only to make money from the brokerage fee, but also to make money from the detective training fee."

Kitahara Masaki held her hand, feeling the captivating warmth, without offering any further explanation.

"Everyone, let's go over there first. I've already reserved the last row with the owner so we can watch the first lesson of the detective class."

Except for Heiji Hattori, who was still playing in the mud with his girlfriend in Osaka, almost everyone was there. Oh, right, Ai Haibara and Professor Agasa were at home researching new toys, and the three members of the Detective Boys were playing video games at the professor's house.

Let's invite them again next time. But if those three kids are still this mischievous when they grow up, professions like detectives and police officers won't be suitable for them.

Soon everyone was seated in the last row. The most excited one was naturally Conan. Seeing that his favorite profession had even opened a school, he was overjoyed, never having imagined that he was being exploited. He didn't feel like a little leek at all.

As for the farmer who harvested the leeks, it was Kitahara Masaki and Vermouth sitting in the back. The two of them had amassed an enormous fortune through this company. It could be said that in addition to supporting the criminals who had been given leverage, they also used it to maintain the zoo's intelligence network and even used some of their funds to track Porter.

According to Kitahara Masaki's plan, there are essentially two ways to find the BOSS's location: one is through Rum, and the other is by defeating Potter. Rum is the organization's second-in-command, so it's not surprising that he knows Karasuma's hiding place. As for Potter, he's in charge of the money. If the person in charge of the money can be controlled, then the Black Organization's operations will come to a standstill, and eventually it will collapse. After all, who would play this kind of risky game without money?

Moreover, compared to the old silver coin rum, the OL girl Potter is naturally easier to handle.

Chapter 362 Moriyama Shinichi

What message did the FBI send us?

"Mr. Amuro, you'd never guess! The FBI actually sent us information on Inspector Kitahara's past!"

"Past documents?"

"Yes, but I think it's highly likely to be a forgery! Officer Kitahara has helped us so many times, how could he possibly be an undercover agent for the Black Organization?"

Kazama Yuya expressed distrust of the information sent by the FBI, but Amuro Tooru immediately took the information from him after hearing about the Black Organization, quickly read through it, and was surprised.

Kitahara Masaki, whose real name is Moriyama Shinichi, is currently a police inspector in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Division 1. In reality, he is Yawenyi, a member of the Black Organization. In the United States, he was a product of the Black Organization's Serum Soldier Project and participated in the war in the Desert Country several years ago. He is the only survivor of the Serum Soldier Project.

This message came from the FBI headquarters in the United States, which reignited Amuro Tooru's suspicions about Kitahara Masaki, who had previously stopped doubting him. It was as if that accident had happened so coincidentally before their last Public Security operation, which also allowed him to learn about the organization's second-in-command, Rum. It was as if that recording pen was specifically left for their Public Security team.

If that's the case, then Napoleon could very well be one of Kitahara Masaki's aliases. Continuing this speculation, Evelyn could very well be Vermouth, and the identities of Koshimizu Nanatsuki and Sera Masumi are also uncertain.

This document caused beads of sweat to appear on Amuro Tooru's forehead. If the information was indeed accurate, it meant that Kitahara Masaki's previous cooperation with the Public Security Bureau was nothing but a charade, along with the theft of the Public Security Police Department's database and Curaçao's mysterious disappearance...

Amuro Tooru immediately grabbed his phone and pistol. He had to find Kitahara Masaki to find out whether he was the Japanese police officer 'Kitahara Masaki', the Black Organization member 'Yawenyi', or even the survivor of the Serum Project 'Moriyama Shinichi'.

"Hey, Officer Kitahara, do you have a moment now?"

"Hmm? Officer Sasae, of course I have time. Is there anything the Public Security Bureau needs?"

"Yes, we have some questions we'd like to ask Officer Kitahara. Where would we like to meet with Officer Kitahara?"

"Um—Polo Cafe, their desserts are pretty good, and the coffee is nice too."

Kitahara Masaki had only set a location, but for Amuro Tooru, who had just finished reviewing the information, it felt like a challenge specifically designed for him.

Amuro Tooru, who had arrived in Poirot, was still wearing a disguised mask, but he had lost his previous confidence. If Kitahara Masaki really was Yabun-yu—

It's highly likely that they've already seen through his identity and connected Inspector Sasae with Tooru Amuro.

However, as soon as he sat down, Kitahara Masaki said this to Amuro Tooru:

“Officer Sasae, I think I’ve found a member of the Black Organization operating in Tokyo.”

Before Amuro Tooru could even say anything, Kitahara Masaki's side amplified the situation first, leaving Amuro Tooru completely bewildered.

"who is it?"

Kitahara Masaki took out his phone and played a video that was obviously filmed secretly. The camera seemed to be filming the bottom of a table, and the background noise sounded like food being served and people calling for a waiter.

"Is this inside a restaurant?"

"That's right, it's inside a sushi restaurant in Mihana."

The camera was raised quite high, presumably because the person filming had stood up and, as they brushed past someone, captured a glimpse of their phone screen. The fleeting image on the screen made Amuro Tooru's pupils shrink.

"The phone screen shown in the picture above—I've taken a screenshot and zoomed in on it—does look very suspicious."

The video only captured a corner of the phone, which read 'Time is money! Hurry up! Bourbon!' This gave Amuro Tooru a fright. He was first surprised that Kitahara Masaki had managed to film this, and he had indeed received a text message with such content.

In other words, Kitahara Masaki really did run into Rum by chance and told him about it directly. How could someone like that be an undercover agent for the Black Organization?

However, Amuro Tooru wouldn't so easily believe Kitahara Masaki, and cautiously asked:

"Did Officer Kitahara suspect this man from the beginning? And why did you suspect him?"

"Is there any need to explain? You once said that the Black Organization uses the names of alcoholic beverages as code names, so this man sent a text message to a member named Bourbon, which means he is probably of a higher rank than Bourbon. The reason for suspecting him is simple: he has obvious signs of disguise, and when I went to the sushi restaurant, I could tell that his demeanor was not that of an ordinary waiter."

Kitahara Masaki gave several reasons and said that he could go with Amuro Tooru to capture Rum.

"You mean you want to come with us to catch him?"

"Yeah, does Officer Sasae want to take all the credit for herself? Hahaha. That's not good."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. It's just that this person is likely to be a very dangerous individual, so we must be fully prepared and launch a surprise attack without giving him any time or opportunity to react. It's just that he was caught by Kitahara Masaki; it seems his vigilance wasn't high enough—"

"That's not it. I went to the sushi restaurant in disguise that time. The Metropolitan Police Department had a surveillance mission that day, and I went to eat without removing my makeup. That's when I happened to run into this incident."

Amuro Tooru burst into laughter after hearing Kitahara Masaki say that, thinking to himself that it was indeed good luck that he met Rum.

“Very good. Our police will investigate the surrounding terrain and the waiter named Wakita Kanenori within three days. We would appreciate it if Officer Kitahara would join us then.”

"No problem, I don't want to be suspected. I'll just ride in the same car as your police."

Hearing Kitahara Masaki's cooperation, Amuro Tooru finally lowered his guard and confirmed that the information sent by the FBI was definitely fake information released by the Black Organization.

"By the way, Officer Sasao, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just planning to have a meal with Officer Kitahara and talk about the Black Organization, but I didn't expect you to give us such a big surprise."

"Haha, I was just lucky. In that case, Officer Sasae will treat you to this meal."

"No problem, after we catch that member of the black-clad organization, we'll go get an even better meal!"

Chapter 363 This is my escape route

Kitahara Masaki was indeed determined to capture Rum this time, because Rum was simply too much of a nuisance. For some time after arriving in Tokyo, he had Kitahara Masaki and Vermouth help him investigate many things, such as the previous series of assassinations by capitalists. Kitahara Masaki spent a lot of effort trying to lure Rum, but in the end, he failed to lead Rum into the warehouse district, which resulted in Rum escaping even with the police surrounding him.

After that incident, most of the lower-level members were killed or injured, and the name of Rum, that bastard, became known throughout the entire underground world of Japan. Therefore, for the lower-level members to carry out missions commissioned by Rum, it was a suicide charge, which meant that the only members Rum could mobilize were the members of the "Alcoholic" faction.

So, Kitahara Masaki wanted to deal with Rum not only to destroy the organization and find the BOSS, but also because he felt that Rum was too annoying, leaving them to do all sorts of troublesome things.

Three days later, Amuro Tooru, no longer waiting, led an entire police force to Beika, ostensibly to conduct a drug raid, but in reality to arrest Rum.

"Officer Kitahara, if we can capture this member of the Black Organization, we'll have done a great job, severely damaging the organization and perhaps even capturing the boss behind it!"

"Is that so? It seems that Inspector Sasae has already figured out the identity of the person inside."

"Yes."

Amuro Tooru was watching the situation through the cameras on his team members. He and Kitahara Masaki were sitting in the command vehicle. The police's plan was indeed watertight. First, several police officers disguised themselves as drunkards and entered the sushi restaurant. Then, several police officers dressed as anti-drug police officers, even leading a police dog, distracted the sushi restaurant owner, saying that they were going to raid some gang strongholds in the vicinity.

It was early morning, and the sushi restaurant was still preparing. Only the owner and Rum were in the restaurant. After the owner was sent away, Rum immediately sensed danger. He slowly backed away and was about to go to the toilet when the police officers pretending to be drunk walked past him, directly occupying the toilet area and even blocking the way to the kitchen.

"Excuse me, sir! Could you please move aside?"

"Ha! What do you mean, 'let me go'? I need to use the restroom! What are you talking about, you lowly clerk?!"

Rum immediately realized he had been exposed. He drew a dagger from under his sleeve and stabbed the policeman in the neck before he could react.

Well! ! !

When Amuro Tooru saw Rum suddenly launch an attack from the command vehicle, his eyes flashed with an astonishing light. The person who could do such a thing must be a member of the Black Organization!

"Operation begins! Make the arrests!"

Even without him saying it, the police officers in the toilet and outside the door immediately rushed up. In order to capture Rum alive, they did not carry any lethal weapons, but simply pulled out Tasers and shot at Rum.

However, Rum's movements were nothing like those of an old man. He actually dodged the shots fired by the two policemen with his agility, and then flicked a flashbang out of his sleeve. With a bang, all the policemen present instinctively closed their eyes.

"What! He dared to throw a flashbang without protective goggles! Aren't you afraid of getting caught in the blast?"

The officers in the command vehicle were extremely surprised by Rum's actions; surely he couldn't be immune to flashbangs. However, Kitahara Masaki and Amuro Tooru immediately understood Rum's trump card.

"His eye! He always wears an eyepatch on one side!"

Although Rum had indeed lost an eye, he was given a bionic mechanical eye that allowed him to see in bright light thanks to the organization's technology. After throwing the flashbang, he didn't engage with the police any further. He first drew his dagger and threw it at the police dog, then immediately ran to the kitchen.

"He ran towards the kitchen! But we also have people at the back door, so he can't escape."

The police officers guarding the back door were all holding Tasers, ready to give Rum a taste of electric shocks the moment he came out. However, several minutes passed, and Rum still hadn't emerged from the back door.

"Is there some secret passage in the kitchen?"

Although there were no secret underground passages in the kitchen, there was a quick passage leading to the store next door, which Rum had created himself. Rum, who led to the small warehouse of the convenience store next door, did not escape through the back door of the convenience store. He knew very well that the police must have deployed enough people on this street, and as soon as he showed his face on the street, he would definitely be discovered.

So he went to the convenience store's restroom and threw a grenade in.

boom!

Amuro Tooru, inside the command vehicle, naturally heard the explosion through the frontline personnel, but the source of the explosion was no longer the sushi restaurant, but the convenience store next door.

"The target is in the convenience store next door!"

The special police officers dispatched by the public security bureau immediately kicked open the front and back doors of the convenience store and conducted a thorough search. They soon discovered that the convenience store's toilet had been blown up, and that the space beneath it led to the sewers.

"It seems this was an escape route he had prepared in advance."

The SWAT officers jumped into the sewers on command and immediately spotted Rum fleeing nearby.

"Come on!"

The SWAT team quickly caught up with Rum and tackled him to the ground. However, when the SWAT team tried to pull him up, they ripped off the man's face, revealing a face that looked like that of a homeless person.

"Oops!"

Amuro Tooru did not expect that Rum had found a double in the sewers. Although he sent the special police to chase after him, the sewers were interconnected and they could not find where the real Rum had escaped to.

This operation was a complete failure. Aside from alerting the enemy, they didn't manage to touch Rum at all, and they couldn't even find out what he really looked like. After all, he still had those two obvious big front teeth sticking out when he was on the run, and this ridiculous disguise made it impossible for the police to find anything.

Amuro Tooru sighed. He had originally planned to engage in a gunfight with Rum and other members of the Black Organization on the street, but he hadn't expected that Rum had already found an escape route through the sewers, so despite bringing so many men, he had no chance to use them.

"Alas, the failure of this operation was my fault; I didn't thoroughly check the surrounding shops."

"No, no, no, Officer Sasaki, you don't need to apologize. In three days, I could only familiarize myself with the sushi restaurant and the streets. Who could have known that this member of the black organization would be so cunning as to know a way to the sewers?"