No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Then the black bear rushed to the barbed wire fence, and its terrifying brute force even managed to pry open the existing holes in the fence.

Hey everyone, do you know how to summon Makoto Kyogoku? I need it urgently.

The black bear stared intently at the two of them. Its normally dark eyes were now almost completely bloodshot, making it look like a person who had gone berserk. It could barely hear what the other person was saying.

Kitahara Masaki dialed the phone, but before he could speak, the black bear leaped high into the air, attempting to pounce on him. Kitahara Masaki dodged with a sliding tackle, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow to the stomach, and shouted:

"We encountered a black bear, and only a tranquilizer dart can calm her down!"

I believe that Conan will understand from those two short sentences and the black bear's roar in the voice-over.

Kitahara Masaki had originally considered two plans. The first was to steal the hunter's gun and kill the large black bear. However, given the old hunter's attitude—the bear was his savior—if the old hunter suddenly appeared and threatened to kill him instead of Kitahara Masaki, Kitahara Masaki, as a police officer, would be in a difficult position. The second plan was to climb the tree and wait for the bear to lose track of them, after which it would naturally leave with its cubs. But this was precious vacation time; how could they waste it like this!

The enormous black bear was indeed too strong for a human to contend with, but in the dense forest, it was always blocked by the trees. When it slammed its fist against the tree trunk, Kitahara Maki had already used the thick branches to move to another tree.

Like a gymnast, he moved using the thick branches as leverage, essentially using the tree trunk as a crossbar. His rapid movement kept the black bear busy, completely unaware that Conan was hiding in the shadows, having taken out his special weapon for Kogoro Mouri.

The scent gradually faded due to the resin. Just as the black bear was lying on the ground, intending to sniff its surroundings, a gust of wind came from above.

"Take this divine justice!"

A punch that fell from the sky struck the black bear squarely on the forehead. Kitahara Masaki, who leaped down from the tree trunk, delivered a powerful punch to it. Just as the bear staggered back in pain, two tranquilizer darts precisely pierced its mouth.

If the tranquilizer dart were shot into its thick-skinned exterior, it would probably only tickle it. So, the tranquilizer was administered through its mouth. The improved blood circulation made the bear drowsy. Finally, it regained some consciousness and heard the whimpering of the cub beside it. Then, it shook its head a couple of times, picked up the cub, and returned to the hunting area.

"It didn't even faint. This bear must be no ordinary creature. Could it be a black bear spirit?"

"Hmph! Kid, Jubei isn't your average black bear. She saved my life eight years ago! When I collapsed in the snow with both legs broken, she kept licking me to keep my body temperature from dropping too much, and I held on until the rescue team arrived."

"Hmm...maybe it just finished eating and isn't hungry yet, or maybe it enjoys watching humans slowly die?"

"You fool! Black bears are a gift from the mountains! It's utterly foolish for a hunter to not have any respect for them and even think about hunting them!"

Kitahara Masaki nodded, saying "Ah, right, right, right," and pulled out handcuffs to cuff the old man.

“Sir, I don’t care whether you were saved by a bear or beaten by a bear, none of these can be a reason for you to kill someone.”

Conan, who had initially thought it was just an accident, became intrigued when he learned that a murder had also occurred. He asked:

"Brother Kitahara! Where is the victim?"

Kitahara Masaki pointed to the hunting area and said:

"If you're not afraid, you can go and take a look."

Thinking of the large black bear that could still move after receiving two injections, Conan immediately shook his head. "I'd really like to go and take a look. The anesthetic injected orally should have spread throughout its body quickly, but it can still move. Could that black bear be some kind of special breed?"

The first of the two tranquilizer darts was shot by Ai Haibara. The original intention of having Haibara wear the tranquilizer watch was to put Conan unconscious and prevent him from causing trouble, but the first dart ended up hitting a black bear.

"That hunter is a beast! He killed Jubei's child and used the bear cub's carcass as bait to lure Jubei to his death. A person like that shouldn't be alive!"

"I'm speechless. If he violated the hunter's code, you should have revoked his hunter's license and worked with the other hunters to drive away this person who hunted cubs. Instead, you just killed him. So, have you solved the problem?"

There will definitely be news of the hunter who killed Jubei dying in the future, making a black bear more and more famous in the hunter community. Wouldn't that contradict his original intention to protect the black bear? Moreover, since he killed someone, he will naturally be arrested and imprisoned by Kitahara Masaki, which also means that he will never see Jubei again.

Why do some people always think that solving the problem will solve the problem? And then more problems will arise. Are you going to solve them all too?

And most importantly—you ruined my vacation again!

Based on that alone, I have to watch him get into the police car and then take him to the detention center.

After resolving this strange incident, it was already evening. The matsutake mushrooms they had picked were given to the inn to be cooked, but something seemed to be missing.

"Shinichi, let's go soak in the hot springs later."

Seeing Vermouth, dressed in her bathrobe, say this, Kitahara Masaki thought to himself:

It's just right!!!

Chapter 124 Uncle Mori: I'm really not a pervert!

"Thank you so much, Miss Lauder."

"Hehe, no need to say that. Since Masaki has gone to work, I naturally need to find some friends to go shopping with. Also—Ran, you can just call me Evelyn from now on. It's too formal to keep calling me by my surname."

Vermouth, Ran, and Sonoko were chatting in a clothing store. After the fight with the black bear, Vermouth, back in Tokyo, naturally needed to start building her network. This disguise was meant to work with Kitahara Masaki, the undercover police officer. So she approached Mori's daughter and Sonoko, the second daughter of the Suzuki zaibatsu. On the surface, she was only a few years older than the two high school students, so being with them would be the best disguise for her.

"Hey Evelyn, could you help me pick out a sweater to give to my boyfriend?"

"A sweater? Of course, no problem. But before that, can you tell me what kind of person your boyfriend is? People with different personalities and different vibes need to wear different clothes."

Sweater… Vermouth had overheard Kitahara Masaki muttering this morning—yesterday she could wear short sleeves, but today she has to wear a thick coat. At first, she didn't think much of it, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, as if something was blocking her thoughts. Later, she decided it wasn't a big deal and simply stopped thinking about it, adopting a mindset similar to Kitahara Masaki's.

"Hmm! This is a picture of A-Zhen. He doesn't talk much usually, and he seems reliable, but he's always a bit quiet. But he's the best karate person in all of Japan. He won the All-Japan Karate Championship and is currently on a 400-fight winning streak. He also has the title of 'Kicking Prince'."

After listening to Sonoko's introduction, Vermouth remained silent for a while. It seemed that the girl's criteria for choosing a partner was somewhat different from what she had imagined. After all, after hearing her introduction that emphasized her undefeated status in karate, anyone would think that her boyfriend might be a human-shaped monster.

However, after seeing the photos, Vermouth realized that Makoto Kyogoku, who had achieved a 400-game winning streak, seemed to be just a boy who wasn't good at expressing himself.

"Actually, this kind of solid-color sweater might suit him better."

"Ah...actually, I want to buy a hand-knitted one."

Vermouth naturally understood the underlying meaning and asked:

"Did you say you were going to give him a hand-knitted sweater?"

"Yes, Ah Zhen always keeps things to himself. If I don't do this, I'll never know what he's thinking."

well----

Vermouth sighed. Why do kids these days always think they can figure out what someone is thinking just by using these little tricks?

"It's very difficult to fully grasp what someone is thinking, especially when you encounter someone who doesn't think the same way you do. If you want to know his feelings for you, don't use this method of giving him a sweater. If Kyogoku is truly a taciturn person, then you should do it this way..."

Just as Vermouth was teaching him flirting techniques, Kitahara Masaki was sitting in a restaurant, looking at a phone booth in the distance.

"Inspector Megure, I don't think we'll catch the criminal this way."

"Hehe, there's nothing we can do about it. I originally thought the prisoner was someone who hated women who wore heavy makeup, but it seems that's not the case."

Inspector Megure smiled awkwardly, clearly not expecting that Kitahara Masaki would still be needed to resolve the issue.

A series of assaults on women recently occurred in Tokyo. Although no one was killed, the three victims were clearly hit hard with baseball bats, and most of them suffered mild concussions.

"The three women who were assaulted all wore dark-skinned 'hot girl' makeup, so we asked Officer Sato to get the same makeup done as well, and then use them as bait. But now, a whole week has passed since the third assault case, and we still haven't caught a single suspect... Doesn't this mean that the suspect was already on guard? Continuing like this will not lead to the culprit being caught."

"Ahem, that's not necessarily true. The culprit might be—ah, look, a man is suspiciously approaching Officer Sato!"

Hey, no way! But just as Kitahara Masaki saw the 'suspect' and was about to take out his walkie-talkie to call out, Sato had already used a joint lock to restrain the 'suspect' in place. The surrounding police officers all rushed over, seemingly wanting to tear the 'suspect' who could directly touch Sato to pieces.

Immediately, a child ran over, shouting something.

Ahhhhhh—

Kitahara Masaki slapped himself in the face, too embarrassed to look. The man being held as a suspect was clearly Uncle Mori, and the child running out behind him shouting, "Sir, I'm innocent!" was naturally Conan.

Then the two-seater that was originally used for surveillance in the restaurant was changed to a four-seater.

"Mr. Mori, if you want to flirt with women in the future, be more outgoing, or you might be mistaken for a pervert."

"Ok, I see."

Uncle Mori, who had just gotten a beating, had a band-aid on his head and looked utterly miserable. Conan, sitting to the side, looked on with glee, practically saying, "Serves him right."

"The victims in this case have nothing in common except for their makeup, which is indeed a bit troublesome."

"Yes, I've never encountered a case like this before."

Uncle Mori, a former detective, suddenly seemed to remember something and said:

"Ah! I remember a similar case happened before. In that case, a series of high school girls were hit by cars and the drivers fled the scene. And all the high school girls who were hit had the same makeup."

"Oh, was that case ever solved?"

"Ahem, let's continue the search. Mori, you be careful not to get arrested as a suspect again. And Sato, you no longer need to disguise yourself for the case."

Inspector Megure suddenly stood up, interrupting the conversation, and urged Takagi and the others to continue the search.

However, their conversation was interrupted by a phone call. Uncle Mori suddenly received a call from Ran, while Kitahara Masaki also received a call from Vermouth:

"Dad! There's a woman lying on the ground in the department store parking lot, and she's bleeding a lot from her head!"

“Masaki, one of the women was probably beaten to death with sticks. When we came down, we only saw one guard and no other suspicious persons.”

After hanging up the phone, everyone rushed to the department store's underground parking garage, where a body that had been beaten to death with a stick was laid out in front of them.

Chapter 125 The Secret Under Inspector Megure's Hat

"How terrifying! Maki!"

As he watched Vermouth, dressed as a cute girl, pounce on him, Kitahara Masaki internally complained while physically enjoying the sensation.

"So, Evelyn, have you seen anyone suspicious?"

"Oh, after we got to the parking lot, we only brushed past one security guard from the mall, and didn't see anyone else."

The police quickly located the guard, named Ding Jinfangxiong, who said that he did indeed brush past Xiaolan and Yuanzi, then went to the restroom and did not see anyone suspicious.

Just as Kitahara Masaki was about to ask the guard some questions, a man barged into the scene.

"Great deal! Great deal!"

The man screamed in agony upon seeing the girl's body, but police immediately intervened and stopped him. The middle-aged man following behind the young man, after seeing the deceased victim, merely sneered and said:

"It seems the consequences of her being resented have finally come to pass, which has led to this situation. Next time, remember to find a woman with no bad records to be your girlfriend. If you keep getting deceived by these women, I won't feel comfortable handing over the family business to you."

Officer Takagi immediately explained to Kitahara Masaki:

"The young man was the victim's boyfriend, while the middle-aged man was the young man's father, who had always been strongly opposed to the relationship between his son and the victim. The victim's bad record likely refers to a car accident he caused in this parking lot a year ago—his car hit a very young boy, who died as a result."

"What! There's such a thing? You need to check the family information of that boy right now, quick!"

Because the women who were beaten all had the same makeup and all drove themselves, Kitahara Masaki had long suspected that the perpetrator was likely someone involved in the car accident, and that the driver was also a woman with the same makeup.

However, due to the conflict with the underworld, the headquarters has had to allocate a lot of manpower. Even the traffic department is working overtime to clear traffic and set up roadblocks, so there is naturally a shortage of manpower to find this kind of specific case file.

But now a ready-made case has come along, and Kitahara Masaki is naturally not going to let it go.

The young man standing to the side dared not contradict his father, and could only turn away and weep silently. Upon seeing Kitahara Masaki, he suddenly lost control of his emotions and shouted:

"Aren't you a police officer?! It's all over the internet now, several girls like Duohui have been victimized! Your police force is full of incompetent idiots!"

Ah... to be honest, it's really hard to refute this. It's true that the police's incompetence in failing to catch the criminals is what caused this poor guy to lose his girlfriend.