No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"Mr. Kitahara, is there anything else you need?"

"No need, we just brought the kids here to eat today, since they just finished giving their statements."

"Oh, these kids helped the police solve a case? I wonder what kind of case it was?"

Kitahara Masaki patted Conan on the head and said:

"If you're asking me, then I can only say you'll see it in tomorrow's paper. But if you ask this bespectacled brat, maybe he can tell you."

"Really? Well then, little friend, I'm actually a detective too, and I've always been very interested in cases. I wonder if you could tell me about them?"

Just as Conan was about to launch into a boastful tale, embellishing his achievements, he immediately snapped out of it after Kitahara Masaki's kind gaze and continued eating his dessert.

"Conan, why don't you talk to this shop assistant? He looks a lot like some of my friends—"

"Very similar?"

"Yes, and Mr. Amuro is very skilled. I believe that a chef who can make delicious food is a kind-hearted person."

Hearing this, Amuro Tooru was somewhat surprised. Could it be that Kitahara Masaki had discovered his true identity? If he could bring a child, did that mean he didn't object to this behavior? Or was it all just his overthinking, and Kitahara Masaki's words were merely a test by him as a police officer?

"So, Mr. Amuro is somewhat similar to your friend?"

Conan, being considerate of both sides, went straight to the point and asked the question.

"A friend in the game. A friend who can quickly provide me with materials when I need them. Don't you think that's a lot like Mr. Amuro? Serving up delicious desserts when everyone is hungry."

"Uh, they are indeed somewhat similar."

Conan was speechless. What kind of analogy was this? At first, I thought this guy working was a policeman or someone from the Public Security Bureau. I was hoping to have a good chat with him about the Black Organization, but this is all I got?

Kitahara Masaki, you're so despicable! You've given me false hope.

Then Conan naturally began his deduction show, from how he found the suspicious man's abnormal behavior to how he deduced which station the man went to from the number of coins.

At first, Amuro Tooru thought that this child was just an innocent and cute child like ordinary children, but he found that he was wrong. This child named Conan seems to be different from ordinary children. It can be said that he has a reasoning ability that even ordinary police officers do not have.

"Well, Mr. Amuro, isn't Conan quite clever?"

"Indeed, his logical reasoning process was seamless. Could it be that Officer Kitahara taught him that?"

"No, no, no, I don't have the time for that. This kid also really enjoys deduction. How about we let him come to your office to help out?"

“Officer Kitahara, employing child labor is illegal.”

"Mr. Amuro, when did I ever say I was going to pay?"

Chapter 72 You can definitely recruit a college student with three thousand yuan.

And so, Conan, like an unlucky guy who was sent to a botanical garden to grow cotton due to a triangular trade, joined Amuro Tooru's detective agency in a daze.

However, Amuro probably never imagined that this seemingly precocious and somewhat clever child was actually a miniature version of Shinichi Kudo. Well—at least he can't figure it out right now.

After Kitahara Masaki left, Amuro Tooru fell into deep thought, not because of Conan who looked like a little detective, but because the little girl with brown hair looked a lot like an old friend of his, someone who had once healed his wounds.

"Hehe, it should just be an illusion."

He believed that Kitahara Masaki was hiding a significant secret, but after observing him for so many days, he discovered that Kitahara Masaki was extremely lazy in his work at the Metropolitan Police Department, but when he was actually put in charge, he never hesitated. His exceptional abilities also brought him a strong sense of pride; he basically wouldn't give anyone a chance to question him.

He's a very strange person, but it's unlikely he's Yawenyi. If he were Yawenyi, many cases would have been allowed to escalate before being solved, maximizing the benefits. For example, in the Metropolitan Police Department bombing attempt case, if someone else in the organization were an undercover agent, they would have waited until the bomb exploded before investigating, rather than risking offending high-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department by contacting the Public Security Bureau.

Sigh, let's take it slow. There's not much we can be sure of right now. But I did get a little helper today. That kid can help organize his detective agency and keep those kids who like to wander around outside from having too much free time. That way, we won't see any more ridiculous news about kids helping solve cases. It's really enough that a police officer like me has to maintain the Metropolitan Police Department's image.

Although the detective identity is just a cover, some people still come to me with requests to find cats and dogs. I can then let the kids complete these tasks, and part of the commission will be given to them as pocket money.

After all, if there's no reward at all, nobody would be very interested. Hmm... I doubt anyone would actually investigate a case for free just because they enjoy mystery-solving.

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After sending the three real elementary school students home, Kitahara Masaki took Conan and Ai Haibara back to Professor Agasa's house.

"Kitahara-nii! Why did you send me to that waiter's detective agency?"

Kitahara Masaki chuckled. "With your acting skills, if I really asked you to do something, Amuro Tooru would probably see through you in no time."

"No need. Consider it as letting you intern at your desired workplace ahead of time. How does that sound?"

"When did you become so kind!?"

"Oh, who was the one who made your relationship with Xiaolan happen last time?"

"Hehe, Kitahara-nii, I was just joking. I'll definitely work hard!"

"Hehe, you'll know when you get there. Don't stay in the Mouri Detective Agency all day, acting like other people's detective agencies are like his."

Uncle Mori drinks in the morning, watches horse racing at noon, and binge-watches Yoko Okino's TV dramas in the evening. Hmm—by comparison, that blond, dark-skinned waiter does seem much more reliable.

"Okay, I'll go after class."

Having discussed Conan, let's move on to Ai Haibara's story.

"For some reason, I remember that I am now Officer Kitahara Masaki. When I use another identity, I will use a different title."

“Okay. I understand. Anyway, we’re strangers now, well—no, you’ve already treated us to dessert, so we’re practically acquaintances now.”

This disguise is also necessary because, for some reason, Vermouth dislikes the Miyano family very much, so if she recognizes Ai Haibara as Shiho Miyano, there might be some unnecessary trouble.

call.

He only had three aliases, and he had to remember their identities, titles, conversations, and attitudes at all times. If he wasn't careful and some troublesome person tore off his aliases, he'd probably have to resort to violence to induce physical amnesia. This was something Kitahara Masaki didn't want to see. After all, even he considered himself a pacifist deep down. He was just more used to persuading others with his fists and bullets; he definitely didn't like violence.

"Alright, let's move on to the third topic. Regarding the antidote for drug A, I've already bought it."

"Ah! I was able to turn back into my original form last time because I drank this kind of wine. Kitahara-nii, how about I drink a whole bottle now? Maybe that will restore me?"

"Heh, great detective, didn't you ever consider that drinking the whole bottle might kill you? Last time you only had one glass, but if you drink the whole bottle this time—"

Um—after hearing that Ai Haibara had poured cold water on him, Conan suddenly thought of the dosage issue, so drinking the whole bottle directly could really be fatal.

"Alright, then what do you suggest, Haibara?"

"I need your blood; only after the test can we find out exactly what happened."

Kitahara Masaki then took out a USB drive containing some data on Drug A. Since the pharmaceutical company where Haibara had previously conducted research had been completely burned to the ground by the organization, these were the only remaining data.

"Thank you. With this core information, I should be able to recover the details and develop an antidote that can restore the body in a short time."

"Really? Actually, I wanted to..."

"Don't even think about it! Great Detective, I don't know how far things have progressed between you and your girlfriend, but if you appear in Gin's sight, not only me, but even Kitahara-san will be in danger. At that time, you won't even have a chance to regret it!"

Conan looked at Ai Haibara, who was looking very serious, and shrugged, indicating that he wouldn't do that.

"If possible, Kitahara-nii, why don't you take Ran to a safe place to meet me? I definitely won't go to public places disguised as Shinichi Kudo, so don't worry."

After receiving a stun gun treatment like last time, Conan has become much more restrained.

"In short, I still need to analyze the ingredients of Lao Bai Gan. By the way, is Lao Bai Gan a type of Chinese liquor?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Is it possible that some ingredient in Chinese liquor might temporarily neutralize the effects of drug A?"

"Then I'll buy a few bottles of all the wine from China."

Anyway, I can drink some after I buy it.

Chinese liquor... I imagine it will have a taste of home.

Chapter 73 The organization is full of problem children

"Oh dear—what's going on?"

"what happened?"

Just as Ai Haibara was about to ask another question, she saw Kitahara Masaki with a serious expression, holding his Game Boy and staring intently at the screen. The words 'you fail' displayed on the screen said it all.

"I never knew you were interested in video games... and desserts."

"Hehe, the organization members are people too. Don't you also like trendy clothes and bags? If you only put the mission first and don't have any chance to relax, even I can't keep going."

Kitahara Masaki smiled and continued:

"Hmph, Ai, listen up. Even Gin, that guy who always looks constipated, has his own preferences. Can you guess what they are?"

"Hmm... I think there will definitely be some classic cars in the collection."

"That's right, his Porsche is practically a collector's item. He even spent a month planning to get it from a wealthy American businessman."

"Well, that does sound like something someone like him would do."

"Then, he had another hobby, which was watching ballet, and basically his eyes were always on the girls' thighs. Um... and he would use his spare money to collect old records and old movies, and he even bought several hunting rifles from the American Western cowboy era. You could say that his hobbies were all about old things, but he didn't hold back at all when killing old people."

Hearing these secrets known only to members of Yawenyi's level, Haibara immediately became interested and asked:

"What about vodka? Is it the same as gin?"

"No, no, no, although he is Gin's underling, he likes Hyundai cars because his favorite thing is racing. He is obsessed with Formula 1 cars and the like. He even went to Gaul to watch the Tour de France once during a vacation."

"Oh, he's the kind of competition fanatic."

After Kitahara Masaki's introduction, Haibara Ai's impression of the two people changed from ruthless killers to goofy killers.

"Well, after my explanation, you should understand that even those two are just ordinary people. What you fear is only one aspect of them—so it's not surprising that I personally destroyed the organization. It's like in a game, as long as a monster has a health bar, even a boss can be defeated."

"Hmm... I understand, thank you, Kitahara-nii."

Haibara seemed to have thought of something and said:

"Actually, a few days ago when I was eating dessert, I suddenly felt like I was being watched. The person watching was that blonde waitress with dark skin. But the feeling was fleeting, and I'm not really sure."

Wow, Amuro Tooru's acting skills are probably second only to Vermouth in the world of Detective Conan, but even with just that one glance, he was still able to be felt.

"Don't worry, that person is an ally."

"Friendly forces?"

“That’s right. If you ever think I’m in any danger, go find him. But for now, don’t tell him anything. I don’t want to be targeted by him again.”

Hearing this reply, Ai Haibara said nothing more. Since the man wasn't an enemy, he must be an undercover agent like Masaki Kitahara. As an undercover agent, he certainly wouldn't want more people to know his identity, and Ai Haibara's personality wasn't like Conan's; she wasn't interested in those secrets.

"By the way, you've been in elementary school for a week now, how's it going?"

"Hmm, not bad. I just didn't expect to encounter a case on my very first day of school. But it's just a one-off incident, so I think it's probably just a coincidence."