No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"Hehe, I originally thought that Flaming Eagle was just a title hyped up by the media. I couldn't analyze his physical function level in his first video either. But now I realize that his true strength has reached this level... This is the biggest mistake of our Tsukuyomi."

The light spots on the computer screen flickered, and the words continued to jump around. The members of Tsukuyomi did not act in a fixed location; they spent most of their time communicating on the computer.

The purpose of this exchange was due to Kitahara Masaki's activity.

"What can we do? That gangster will definitely reveal our secrets, and the Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department will shift their focus to us."

"What are you afraid of? You're a minor, even if you get caught, you won't go to jail—hahaha."

"Go to hell! I'd rather die than not touch a computer for a day."

"You don't smell like heather in real life, do you? And you wear one of those greasy, dirt-resistant black T-shirts, with nasal grease making you constantly have to adjust your glasses. Oh, and your... you must..."

"(▼皿▼#), do you dare say that again?"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let's talk about how to deal with this situation first—I'll have the media put pressure on them, and then the police will definitely release some of the information about the Noguchi-gumi and tell the public that they have caught the suspect."

"What's the use of that?"

"How could it be useless? First, we will publish all the information about the Noguchi Group online; then, we will create cases that will attract public attention. As long as Kitahara Masaki is kept busy, even if he is the reincarnation of Edogawa Ranpo, he will not be able to deduce our whereabouts."

“The list we got from that gangster uncle has more than five names; there are plenty of pawns we can manipulate at will.”

"Oh, so what we really want to do can be kept hidden, right?"

“That’s right. Of all these cases, it’s clear that the only useful person in the Metropolitan Police Department is Kitahara Masaki. So if we can create a case that causes a rift between him and the Public Security Bureau—”

"It's easier said than done. How could such a case be so simple to pull off?"

"Idiot! You only said that because you haven't even read all of Kitahara Masaki's information."

"What information?"

"He has a girlfriend, a girlfriend he's been with since the US, their relationship must be very deep."

"So that's how it is! You're so despicable!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

After the discussion, the Tsukuyomi members shut down their computers and erased all traces of their presence. Each of them possessed considerable computer skills, and together they formed a force to be reckoned with.

Unfortunately, they didn't realize what kind of people they had messed with.

Chapter 64 Why are you all so sloppy in your work?

"Senior Kitahara, why do I always feel powerless when a major case comes to an end?"

"Takagi, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Hey, why are you suddenly asking this question?"

"You answer me first, do you have it or not?"

"No."

"Then hurry up and find one! Once you have a girlfriend, you won't have to worry about these things anymore."

"But Kitahara-senpai, it doesn't seem right for you to go looking for a girlfriend because of something like this."

"You know that, right? Since that's the case, you'll just have to overcome it yourself!"

Ah—it's a good thing that no cases happen.

However, Inspector Megure doesn't seem to think that way.

"Brother Kitahara! A case has come in. A group of thugs stopped the armored truck belonging to Mika Bank, and several of the guards were injured."

"How much money was stolen in total?"

"It seems to be close to one billion Japanese yen."

Oh my god, I just sat down and haven't even finished a cup of hot water yet, and you're already telling me that a billion-dollar robbery is about to begin?

How many prisoners are there in total?

"Three people! We learned from the remaining guards that a total of three people were involved in the robbery."

This is troublesome. The main storyline has started so quickly. If ordinary cases can be solved by using props and brute force, then cases involving the Black Organization will require... even more props and even stronger brute force to overcome.

Of course—you also need to create an alternate account, one that can be used to impersonate a police officer.

Lost in thought, Kitahara Masaki arrived at the crime scene and found Mori and his group there. Ah, indeed, how could the main storyline be complete without the Grim Reaper?

"Hey kid, you didn't chase after the robbers' car, did you?"

"No, Kitahara-kun, the other side has a gun, how could I dare to chase after them?"

Haha, it's because I taught you a lesson. If it were before, you probably would have chased after the car on your skateboard.

Did you provide the license plate number when you called the police?

"I told them, but I guess the robbers will abandon the car and run away soon. The most important thing is that I think there must be a mole in this bank, and maybe even one of the guards."

"If you used your intuition on romance, you probably would have confessed your feelings to Xiaolan long ago. Stop thinking about solving cases all day long. Have you finished your homework as a primary school student yet?"

"I finished writing it a long time ago!"

Torture Conan a little before solving a case every day is indeed good for mental and physical health. It's really interesting to see the kid's expression of being annoyed but having to silently endure it.

The questioning was still handled by Takagi, while Inspector Megure stood aside. When Kitahara Masaki arrived, he immediately gave up the center position to him, just like an assistant who had widened his career path and knew how to curry favor with powerful figures.

“When the armored truck arrived at the bank, we prepared to unload the cash as planned. But then the robbers opened fire directly at the back window where the cash was stored, almost hitting me. I then radioed my two colleagues in the front seat, and they were also taken into custody.”

The structure of the cash transport vehicle of Mika Bank is similar to that of an ambulance. The rear door can be opened to transport cash sealed in boxes. However, the windows above the rear door cannot be seen from the outside. So it was really lucky that the guard was unharmed. After all, the space in the car is so small. Even if you miss the first shot, you may be hit by a bullet that ricochets off the side of the car.

"Looks like we need to have a serious talk with you, Mr. Lucky."

Just as Kitahara Masaki was about to have a proper chat with this 'lucky' guard, Miyano Akemi, disguised, returned to the bank. She lowered her head when Kitahara Masaki looked at her. Perhaps it was their first meeting, but for Kitahara Masaki, this was their second. Originally, Kitahara Masaki had wanted to gradually get to know Miyano Akemi and help her devise a more secure escape plan, rather than relying on the organization's promise of 'one more job and we'll let you go.'

Unfortunately, the deed is done now, and the plan to have Shiho Miyano persuade her is also ruined. It can only be said that Miyano was too dangerous, giving him no time to lay the groundwork for these events.

So this time, the favor that Amuro Tooru owed him came in handy.

"Miss, are you also an employee of this bank?"

“Yes, officer. I am Masami Hirota, a teller at this bank.”

"Okay, then can you tell me where you were when your money was robbed at the bank?"

"I'm eating. Is there a problem?"

This is a big problem. If I continue to investigate, your paper-thin alibi will probably be exposed on the spot.

"It's nothing, just a routine check."

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure shouted from the doorway:

"Brother Kitahara, we've found the robbers' car!"

"Alright, alright, stop shouting."

Shouting so loudly, I thought you'd caught the murderer who shot Melancholy.

Kitahara Masaki didn't go to see Miyano Akemi again; his biggest fear now was that she would break down first. So he decided to leave as soon as possible.

Upon arriving at the scene of the abandoned car, they found a Dura aluminum alloy box that the bank had specifically used to store cash, as well as hoods and gloves, although one of the hoods had a lipstick-like stain on it.

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“Yawenyi, that billion-dollar bank robbery was committed by our people.”

"So? Do you need me to steer the search in that direction?"

"No need, we will provide you with the evidence. Just follow the steps we provide."

Heh, those who participate in the robbery are all low-level members. Using them and then discarding them is the organization's consistent style.

Therefore, Kitahara Masaki estimated that Gin would silence her in the next two days and then create evidence at the scene that could pin the crime on Miyano Akemi.

As expected, one of the robbers and the 'lucky' escort were shot dead that night. Police found a lipstick at the scene, the same brand as the one Miyano Akemi used. Combined with the fact that the lipstick was hidden under the hood, Gin immediately made Miyano Akemi the prime suspect.

However, the evidence was still too crude. The lipstick on the hood was hard to match the position of the lips. Most importantly, the lipstick thrown at the scene of the murder was the same brand as the one used by Akemi Miyano, but the styles were different. The lipstick used to frame her would usually be recommended by store clerks to more mature, older women. The customers they were dealing with were not young girls like Akemi Miyano who were just over twenty.

Without Kitahara Masaki's warning, everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department would have assumed that Miyano Akemi was the murderer. However, after receiving Gin's notification, Kitahara Masaki naturally wouldn't act rashly.

Therefore, as an undercover police officer in the Metropolitan Police Department, he could only watch the police investigation into her and could not take action.

Chapter 65 I'll Give You a Shot

This means—there are limits to being a cop, so I'm not going to be a cop anymore! Gin!

"Officer Sasao, do you remember our promise?"

"Of course, is there anything Officer Kitahara would like me to do?"

"I need an identity, a clean identity recorded in the public security database."

Amuro Tooru immediately understood whether Kitahara Masaki wanted a pseudonym or a pseudonym backed by the Public Security Bureau.

"I wonder what Officer Kitahara intends to do with this identity?"

"Many investigations within the Metropolitan Police Department have resulted in insufficient evidence leading to the release of criminals due to bureaucratic problems."

"Does Officer Kitahara mean he wants to use this identity to bring out certain evidence ahead of time?"

"Pretty much. In order to deal with the current rampant crime situation, we have to use some less legal means. I believe Inspector Sasao would agree with that."

Amuro Tooru was silent for a while. He roughly understood what Kitahara Masaki wanted to do: to have an identity that could have some public security powers, but without having to bear the responsibilities of the public security.

"I'm sorry, Officer Kitahara, it's not possible to simply give you a new identity and let you join us."

Kitahara Masaki wasn't in a hurry; he was waiting to see how Amuro Tooru would handle the situation.

"But you can be registered in our system as our informant, and I can help you create a suitable background identity."

"Ahem, I think it would be better to add the information that 'family members were harmed by a black organization' to the background. If I really need to investigate the black organization you mentioned in the future, this new identity can provide me with a lot of help."

"Oh, that's good, that can certainly be a good cover."

Take Gin, for example. He basically doesn't remember the names of the people he's killed. And the field agents with Gin's name have even more lives on their hands. They wouldn't report to the organization's network after killing one person, so it's not difficult for the police to fabricate such a background.

"So, what name does Officer Kitahara want for this poor person?"

"Osamu Haibara".