No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"So you're in such a hurry to leave? I bet you just want to go home and destroy the evidence. I could give the order right now, and a team of SWAT officers could be in your house. They could even charge you with a terrorist attack..."

Keizo Masuo, caught off guard, broke out in a cold sweat. He had thought his threat would make Masaki Kitahara back down, but he had no idea that Masaki Kitahara didn't care at all, because he had the ability to flip the table at any time.

"Hmm...you still don't want to talk? Then let me guess your motive. In the ten or so minutes I've spent with you, I haven't found you an interesting person at all. Your looks and build are both below 40 points. So, the reason you married your young wife is most likely because of your money. And now you want to kill her? Then I think it's very likely that your wife spent too much money, causing you to incur debt. So, what you want to do is kill your wife for insurance money. How about that? Am I right?"

"All correct!" Masuo Keizo collapsed to the ground, staring at Kitahara Masaki with utter terror in his eyes. With just one phone call, Kitahara had completely grasped the situation and reconstructed the whole story through deduction. It was truly terrifying!

"No...you couldn't possibly have such terrifying abilities. You must have conspired with her. You must be having an affair with her!"

Kitahara Masaki looked at the devastated guy with pity, uttering ridiculous things without thinking, even willingly putting himself in the position of being cuckolded in order to shirk responsibility.

It can only be described as pancreatitis, and the diagnosis is that there is absolutely no rice noodles.

"Takagi, Sato, you should go to his house and check on him. Be careful of the devices he might have set up on the sports equipment."

To others, this was a police officer's extraordinary intuition, but only Kitahara Masaki knew that it was another instance of the "Science Fiction Law" proving its worth.

It's strange enough that a bank manager would come to the Metropolitan Police Department about a robbery. Then he kept checking his watch, and even though he answered the phone himself, he made Takagi listen to it.

All signs pointed to him being a suspect, and then with just a little trickery, this monster was exposed. It can only be said that the laws of science are indeed a mirror that reveals true nature.

"Senior Kitahara, a device was indeed found in Masuo's house. When Masuo stepped on the foot pedal to a certain extent, a dagger with a fishing line attached would stab her in the back!"

"Gather the evidence, then bring Mrs. Masuo over. Oh, by the way, isn't Mrs. Masuo also supposed to provide clues to the police? Ask her now; Inspector Megure has been searching for two whole days."

After questioning, it turned out that Mrs. Masuo really did have a clue. She was taken hostage in that bank robbery, and at that time she suddenly realized that the robber's figure and voice were very similar to her husband's friend, which is why she wanted to tell the police later.

And just like that, the two cases were solved directly. But for Kitahara Maki, the most important thing was food. "The takeout's here, I don't care about anything else."

Seeing that Kitahara Masaki completely disregarded him, Masuo Keizo had just begun to have a fleeting thought of running away when he heard Kitahara Masaki say this:

"If you think you can escape from here, go ahead and try, I won't stop you. But if you end up being caught and brought back in a sorry state, your sentence will probably be a few years longer."

Is this guy some kind of demon?

However, after hearing this warning, the already timid Keizo Masuo immediately chickened out and stood still, looking like a funny elementary school student being punished by his teacher.

Humans are indeed strange; they have the cruelty to kill their own wives, yet they lack the courage to run away.

Chapter 86 Let's not talk about murder cases during mealtimes.

"Hehe, have you forgotten that you have a 'sister'?"

Ai Haibara crossed her arms and looked at Masaki Kitahara with a friendly expression.

"Well, don't worry about it. Look—this is what I bought for you from a high-end sushi restaurant, and these chocolates are too."

Kitahara Masaki thought for a moment and said:

"How about I take you out to eat today?"

"Well... I'm not really complaining, after all, the work you gave me before hasn't made much progress."

Kitahara Masaki gave Haibara Ai two tasks: one was to use the information about the pharmaceutical company brought out by the white dove to create the nameless poison, and the other was to track down the Tsukuyomi organization.

However, Kitahara Masaki also knew very well that asking her to do such a difficult thing with an ordinary computer was just a matter of luck. Moreover, if the nameless poison were so easy to make, spies from various countries would probably have already used it.

"Don't rush. These are long-term tasks, and proper adjustment is very important. Only by balancing work and rest can you maximize your abilities."

"You can tell the truth."

"Sigh, I have plenty of money. Treating you to a meal is nothing to me."

Because of the Miyano sisters' escape incident, Gin hasn't asked Kitahara Masaki to do anything for a long time. It can be said that he is still resentful about that failure, and he has basically developed a bad disease that makes him giggle like an idiot whenever he sees chestnut-haired girls—the same disease that makes him call out "Sherry" like a pervert.

Honestly, Gin, this is just one failure in your life. I'm sure you'll fail many more times because of my betrayal.

In fact, Kitahara Masaki had thought many times about what he should say to Gin when he revealed the werewolf card, but in the end, Kitahara Masaki thought that he should tell Gin the reason for his failure, which would definitely make his expression very interesting.

Unfortunately, we are still far from that time.

After thanking Gin for giving him a 'vacation' recently, Kitahara Masaki took Haibara Ai and Professor Agasa to a neon-style restaurant that looked very classy from the outside, and it was called Ryusui-tei.

"Okay! I'll bring you guys here tonight. I saw a lot of people recommending this place online, but the wait might be a bit long."

As soon as Kitahara Masaki pushed open the door of the Stream Pavilion, he saw the Grim Reaper, no, Conan and the Mori family.

At this moment, Kitahara Masaki had already disguised himself as a man in his thirties. The instant he saw Conan and the others, he took Haibara and Dr. Agasa back to the car.

"what happened?"

"Ah—I don't want to get involved in murder cases again, but I want to try the food at this restaurant. Also, the way they serve food is by placing it on small boats along a path that winds around the restaurant and is filled with running water. This unique way of serving food is something I've never tried before."

"Oh! That's why it's called Flowing Water Pavilion."

After hearing Kitahara Masaki's introduction, Dr. Agasa quickly developed an appetite and urged:

"Masaki, Shinichi is just having bad luck. Maybe he'll be alright this time?"

Maybe, just maybe, Dr. Agasa, you yourself don't have much faith in him, okay?

"Okay, let's go in after they've gone into the private room. Also, it's definitely not just bad luck for him; perhaps it's more accurate to say that the world is targeting him."

Faced with the choice between gourmet food and death, Kitahara Maki decisively chose gourmet food.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Haibara?"

"That's right, the three of you."

Looking at the beautiful waitress who came out to greet the guests, Kitahara Maki was already looking forward to the food that the boat would bring.

"Okay, three guests, this way please."

"By the way, please prepare three servings of pufferfish caviar, grilled matsutake mushrooms, and fresh salmon that just arrived today."

"Ahem, Masaki, isn't that too much? This is such a waste of money."

"It's nothing, Doctor. You've made so many little gadgets for me all the time, and you even let Haibara stay with you. This is just a small token of my gratitude."

The wealthy aura he exuded made the beautiful waitress's heart flutter, and she wondered if she should ask for the gentleman's contact information later.

Once inside the room, you can see a waterway outside the window, only fifty centimeters deep, but it's still big enough to transport things in a small food boat.

Oh no—what if someone hides in this little boat and then stabs another person?

Kitahara Masaki shook his head. How could he let these distractions affect him during mealtime? He ordered a few more bottles of Japanese sake and then ate sashimi while drinking sake. Unfortunately, something was missing.

"Oh dear, it seems to be lacking in artistic conception."

"Should I call two geishas over for you?"

Hearing Ai Haibara's sharp retort, a slightly tipsy Kitahara Masaki laughed heartily:

"Can the geishas in Japan sing Liu Yong's 'Rain Bell Bell'?"

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation, Kitahara Masaki, who was enjoying caviar rice, suddenly heard a scream. The voice seemed to belong to the beautiful waitress who had just served them.

"Haha! Doctor, what's wrong? You've got it all wrong. Hurry up and have some more—"

"Hey, shouldn't you go out and see what's going on?"

Looking at Kitahara Masaki, who was still pouring wine, Haibara suddenly wondered if this guy and that famous police officer were just biological brothers who looked very similar.

"What's so interesting? I'm off work now, and my current identity is your brother, Osamu Haibara, not some famous police officer who's enthusiastic about solving cases."

"Even so, you can't let Professor Agasa drink any more! He's already eaten enough high-protein food today, and if he drinks this much alcohol..."

"Alright, alright, I know, you're such a spoilsport at such a young age."

"Well, Ai is just worried about my health. Why don't you go out and see what happened, Masaki?"

Sigh—judging from that textbook-perfect scream, it's highly likely that someone sent it, and then the clerk found out.

Kitahara Masaki pushed open the door and looked at the waitress who was still sitting on the floor, terrified. He thought to himself, "The Japanese are really stupid. They just let such a good opportunity slip by like this? It's really unbelievable."

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Ah, thank you, sir."

She tried to stand up on her own, but failed several times. Kitahara Masaki helped her up and saw the young lady with the appearance of a 'background heroine' on the verge of tears, which eased a lot of her displeasure at encountering another murder case.

What happened in that room?

“There was…there was a guest lying there with a knife stuck in his chest.”

"Don't worry, the police will be here soon. Murder cases in Tokyo are solved very quickly these days, and the culprit will be caught soon."

He bragged about his alternate account, and it didn't look bad at all.

Chapter 87 Stains are unacceptable!

Inspector Megure arrived quickly with his men.

It's truly baffling that Inspector Megure, upon arriving at the scene, didn't look for clues but instead went after Kitahara Masaki.

I'm already off work, Inspector Megure.

Faced with a distress text message from Inspector Megure, Kitahara Masaki chooses to bring out the sleeping Kogoro.

"Conan, I heard you've encountered another murder case?"

"Uh—I was just unlucky, Kitahara-kun. Also, why is it that only Inspector Megure from the police station came?"

"Ahem, here's the thing, I've already finished get off work and am having dinner with someone. So I'm leaving this case to you."

"Really?"

Even pearls aren't that real.

After finishing his phone call with Conan, Kitahara Masaki slipped back to his private room to continue enjoying his premium Wagyu beef and Gekkeikan sake.

"What? Another murder has really occurred?"

"Yeah, what a coincidence! Anyway, I'll hand this case over to Conan to solve. It's just a choice between two options."

"A choice between two options?"

“That’s right. I just asked the waiter about the situation. There were two other people who came with the deceased, so it’s a choice between the two. Even if we let a dog solve the case, it would have a 50% success rate.”

Why couldn't it have been an outsider who committed the crime?

Ai Haibara and Professor Agasa were both puzzled. Was it a bit arbitrary to directly assign the suspect status to the two of them?

"Hmph, all of this is Steins;Gate's choice. Oh, and two more servings of premium Wagyu beef."