No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

After seeing Amuro Tooru off, Kitahara Masaki made a phone call to Conan. Whether the kid had been waiting too long or simply couldn't speak properly, his first words were:

"Kitahara-nii! Weren't you dead?!"

"Cough cough, brat, do you think I'm someone who can be dealt with so easily!"

"Uh, that's not what I meant. I saw you get shot and bleed a lot. I was going to run over, but the police chased me out of the station."

Given the circumstances, the police would naturally not allow unauthorized personnel to approach Kitahara Masaki. If it were discovered that the bullet had actually hit the bulletproof vest, the whole charade would be ruined.

"In short, it was just a show put on for Tsukuyomi. After that, finding those guys who like to hide won't be difficult."

"Oh! I see. But I still think it's dangerous. The person who fired the shot won't cooperate with you, Kitahara-kun."

"Yes, she won't cooperate with me, but I will cooperate with her. She may just be thinking that after pulling the trigger, she can keep hitting me at such close range, but for me, it's also necessary for her to hit the blood pack."

Is this... is this the composure of a police officer? Even with a gun pointed at him, he's still thinking about how to keep the plan going.

"But it's fortunate that she's a novice; if she were an experienced person, she would naturally be the first to take the lead."

"What if she had her gun pointed at her head?"

"Of course I'd dodge it. Do you think I'd just obediently become a target? Anyway, you should understand now. This time, it's only to lure out an organization that uses the internet as a criminal domain, and it's already this dangerous. If the opponent were the Black Organization..."

After Conan learned that Kitahara Masaki's previous shooting was an act, he was no longer fooled and retorted:

“If the opponent is the Black Organization, Kitahara-san, how could you possibly agree to this plan? After all, even if you can dodge a pistol bullet, a sniper rifle bullet is not something a person can dodge.”

Hey, this kid's gotten smarter. But Kitahara Masaki was quite relieved to see that Conan was finally willing to play it safe.

Have any strange videos surfaced online recently?

"No, I think the police must have cleared them all out for you, Kitahara-ge."

"Oh, by the way, in order to make Tsukuyomi think that their plan has succeeded, I will be spending the next period of time at the police hospital, so the Metropolitan Police Department case will be handed over to you."

"Really!"

"Of course, as long as the cases don't involve the Black Organization, they'll all be yours. Uncle Mori probably hasn't been shot with a tranquilizer dart in a long time, has he?"

Sigh, Kitahara Masaki suddenly realized that he needed to find a few more people to help him. Just for the sake of a Tsukuyomi, he had to help the public remain silent for a while, which was too painful.

Maybe we should recruit a few more detectives into the First Investigation Division and have them solve cases...

Kitahara Masaki thought about it carefully and found that the plan was highly feasible. He would have Haibara Ai help him with hacking work in the future, and Conan would have him stay at Amuro Tooru's detective agency to do his job. However, these two members of the Red Team could not work for him openly because of their size, so he would need to recruit a few more adults.

This is all for the purpose of destroying the organization, this is all for the greater good, Kitahara Masaki believes they will all work hard.

Chapter 82 Becoming a Matchmaker Right After Being Discharged from the Hospital

I don't know what excuse the police used to reassure the Metropolitan Police Department that Kitaen Masaki was away for so many days, but thanks to the return of the sleeping Kogoro, the Metropolitan Police Department didn't return to the embarrassing situation of being unable to solve cases.

Only after Amuro Toru arrived with that disguised face was Kitahara Masaki finally able to leave the police hospital.

"Most of the Tsukuyomi organization members have been arrested, and a few core members are still at large, but it's only a matter of time before they are caught. What's most regrettable is that there are many underage members in Tsukuyomi who, despite having a talent for programming, were lured onto the evil path and ended up like this."

"Uh, can't you recruit them? Like in the US, I remember the FBI and CIA recruited a lot of young hackers who could attack the Pentagon, didn't they?"

Amuro Tooru sighed and said:

"In the United States, there is no doubt that hackers who yearn for freedom are forced to submit by restricting their personal freedom. In Japan, due to considerations at the higher levels, we cannot do the same as in the United States. In the end, the law enforcement powers of the police are still too low."

"Indeed, even firing a gun will get you a lot of nagging from the 'saintly' (a term used to describe overly righteous people), although most Japanese police officers don't know how to use guns."

Kitahara Masaki was always miserable by the food in the United States, but in the United States you can have a thousand legal reasons to empty your magazine.

"By the way! Officer Sasae, why don't you assassinate one or two high-ranking Japanese officials? That way, they'll definitely pass the law expanding police power."

"Ahem, Officer Kitahara, your method is far too radical. If we do this, we'll be no different from terrorists."

Kitahara Masaki shook his head and continued:

"I just meant to scare them; most of these people value their lives. Actually, you can discuss it with your superiors. If just a little help is enough for members of Congress to pass the bill, then it should be a good thing for the police leadership."

After all, terrorists are cowards who only use bombs to bully civilians, while Japanese officials are cowards who use all sorts of tricks to bully civilians. Although they are essentially the same, their methods are very different.

Leaving Amuro Tooru speechless from being choked, Kitahara Masaki returned to the First Investigation Division's office, but just as he was about to go in, he suddenly realized that his vacation should not be over yet, so why did he come so early? Then he went home to play games.

I was planning to collect the other minor endings, but then I suddenly received another phone call.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, Kitahara-nii, Hattori Heiji! I came to Tokyo to visit you! I was wondering if you had time?"

"Hattori...you little rascal, after we finished that drug trafficking case last time, your father called you back. What—now he doesn't object to you helping me?"

"Uh—sorry, Kitahara-san, my father has a lot of things to worry about, so I'm just here in Tokyo for fun, not to talk about the case."

Alright, I was originally thinking of having Hattori Heiji join the warm family of the First Investigation Division, but it seems that his father has also ended that possibility.

Convincing detectives to become civil servants in the Metropolitan Police Department is a long and arduous process. But then again, if these detectives truly enjoy solving cases and deduction, why don't they become police officers themselves? Or at least aim to become police officers? Joining the Metropolitan Police Department or the National Police Agency is probably the fastest way to get the latest case information.

"Alright, alright, where are you now? I'll come pick you up."

"Oh! Thank you, Kitahara-nii. I'm in Shibuya right now, and I came with my childhood friend."

Kazuha Toyama? Sigh—Heiji Hattori, what can I say to you? Kazuha Toyama, who was hoping to enjoy some alone time with you, is probably quite unhappy now.

"Hattori, I've arrived. Hurry up and get your little girlfriend in the car."

"Huh? She's not my girlfriend, Kitahara-kun. Also, besides coming to Tokyo for fun, I'm going to attend the wedding of my mom's classmate's son."

"Hmm? Why didn't your mother come?"

"Oh, she hurt her foot on a hot plate while cooking and had to go to the hospital to recover, so she asked me to come and take her place. By the way, let me introduce you, this is my childhood friend—Toyama Kazuha."

Hattori finally remembered to introduce Toyama Kazuha, and her expression was already starting to stiffen.

"Hello, I am Kazuha Toyama. I am here at the wedding with Heiji."

Kitahara Masaki looked at the girl in front of him who spoke with an Osaka accent, thought for a moment about the achievement in his system that was already half-completed, and then said:

"Huh? Hattori, you still say she's not your girlfriend, but you two are clearly so close."

As a result, Hattori Heiji, that blockhead, said something stupid like "she's my childhood friend and best buddy," which left Kitahara Masaki dumbfounded.

"Ahem, alright, I'll take you to the amusement park first."

"An amusement park? It's been a long time since I've been to one."

Then Kitahara Masaki took the two of them to a comprehensive amusement park, which had indoor amusement facilities such as arcade machines, dance machines, and claw machines, as well as outdoor thrill rides such as a haunted house and a headless roller coaster.

However, for Kitahara Maki, the most important thing here is that there is a huge swimming pool, where there are usually many couples playing around at this time...

"This is it. You can have anything you want to play. You could say only the gentlemen of Tokyo have the guts to borrow money to build an amusement park of this caliber."

"Kitahara-kun, the second half of that sentence is redundant!"

"Haha, isn't it unnecessary for me to treat you guys to fun today?"

When Hattori Heiji heard Kitahara Masaki say this, he naturally didn't say anything distant. After all, he had seen information about Kitahara Masaki online and knew that he was a wealthy police officer who didn't lack money.

"I'd like to go play some arcade games first! It's been so long since I've played any!"

“Great! It just so happens to be a shooting arcade game that requires two people to cooperate. You and Miss Toyama can give it a try.”

"Hey? What about you, Kitahara-nii?"

"Do I, an adult, need a little brat like you to worry about me? Go play!"

Kazuha Toyama looked at Masaki Kitahara with gratitude, bowed, and then went to play with Heiji Hattori.

Then, Kitahara Masaki naturally went along with it, saying as they played in the indoor swimming pool:

"Hiss—I'm not feeling well. It's probably because the old injuries from the previous explosion have flared up again."

"Is it that serious? Let's go to the hospital right away!"

"No need, I'll go by myself. You two go and have fun at the pool. Make sure you have a good time, otherwise it will seem like you're unhappy because of me. So Hattori, remember to make sure Ms. Toyama has a good time."

"Oh, I understand."

Kazuha Toyama also realized what Kitahara Maki meant by wanting to bring them together, and she clenched her fists as she went to choose a beautiful swimsuit.

After that, Kitahara Maki slipped home to continue grinding progress, completely unaware that Hattori Heiji had gone from being a dark-skinned man to a red-skinned one.

Chapter 83 Kitahara Expert Solves Japan's Low Birthrate Problem Online

"So, how come you've run into another case?"

"I couldn't do anything about it. After we went to the amusement park yesterday, we went to have dinner with Uncle Mori and the others. But the next day, when we went to attend the wedding that was supposed to take place, the man getting married killed his butler. What could I do?"

"Hattori, does that mean you went with Conan and Uncle Mori back then?"

"Yeah, is there something wrong with it?"

No way! Taking them to someone else's wedding is the biggest mistake! Weddings need MCs and guests, not ghosts and goblins!

Sigh, well, what's done is done. Kitahara Masaki casually asked:

"And then? After you and that kid solved the case, why did the guy who was supposed to be the groom kill his own butler?"

Ah—after hearing Kitahara Masaki's question, Hattori Heiji was dumbfounded for the first time about motives.

"Here's the thing, to put it simply, the butler originally intended to matchmake Mr. A and Ms. B, but later the butler discovered that Ms. B actually liked Mr. C, so when Mr. A and Ms. B were about to get married, he used Mr. A's past mistakes at work to force him to break off the engagement..."

"As a result, the butler who first tried to matchmake others and then broke them up was killed by Mr. A... What kind of third-rate editor wrote this family drama? And they even inserted elements of reasoning. It's just a hodgepodge. The final product looks like some kind of excrement."

"Ahem, Kitahara-kun, they didn't actually want this to happen either. It's probably because wealthy families have more to consider."

"Indeed, but when someone gives up thinking, murders happen."

What kind of oddballs live in wealthy Japanese families, especially this butler? To be honest, I have absolutely no sympathy for him, even though he ended up like this because of his baffling behavior.

"Forget about this boring case. You guys must have had a lot of fun yesterday. How about I take you out for some more fun today? Oh, by the way, let Uncle Mori and the others go home first. Just the two of you can come."

"Hmm? Not calling them... Well, I used to doubt that claim, after all, it was a bit much, saying that Uncle Mori is the Grim Reaper who summons cases. But this time—I think I understand what's going on."

"Good that you understand. Just take a taxi to Ginza."

Kitahara Masaki wouldn't act like the deceased butler, randomly pairing up people, nor would he foolishly allow himself to be killed. While it might take more time to bring Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha together, it would be a win-win situation.

They were able to achieve a happy ending and complete their long-term relationship, while I can achieve my goal and obtain system items.

Just like yesterday, Kitahara Masaki took them around for a while before making an excuse to slip away. He then told them by phone and text message what was fun in Ginza, and most importantly, he made them pick out clothes for each other and wear the clothes they chose.