No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"Then I'll tell Haibara that you no longer need the antidote for Drug A. Since you've solved cases using your height and physique, so..."

"Ahem, alright, alright, let's talk about the case first."

Kitahara Masaki, with his crescent-shaped eyes, angrily rubbed Conan's head, then squatted down and looked at the edge of the table.

"These are—fluorescent stickers!"

"That's right. The murderer must have put up a fluorescent sticker beforehand, and then put a layer of black tape on top of the fluorescent sticker. So even after the lights are turned off, it is not conspicuous at all. The murderer must be one of the three of them. I think someone who can use this kind of marking skillfully must have experience working in a darkroom. Only in a darkroom where no light can be seen would such a roundabout way be used to provide a little light."

"Ah, I remember Ms. Yukiko took you on a tour this afternoon, didn't she? Which of those three people works in the darkroom?"

Conan thought for a moment and replied:

"Mr. Hojima was in charge of editing, Mr. Karata was in charge of color grading, and only Mr. Negami was in charge of working in the darkroom."

Okay, so the next step is to find evidence. If the murderer used this method when committing the crime, then the reason he was able to stab the heart with one blow...

"That button! The button on the left breast pocket of the deceased's shirt must have been coated with fluorescent material by the murderer, which is why he was able to accurately locate the heart."

Next, Kitahara Masaki took out a magnifying glass and easily found the button that had been blown off by the knife, then put it into the evidence bag.

"Brother Kitahara, do you always carry two pairs of gloves with you these days, and also have so many evidence bags?"

"Yes, after all, who can predict when death will come to take people away?"

When Inspector Megure arrived, Kitahara Masaki handed him the evidence and told him to just go and arrest the people.

After watching the culprit being pushed into the police car, Kitahara Masaki turned to Conan and said:

"Do you have any leads? Who exactly is following you?"

Chapter 174 Yukiko-neechan Takes Me Racing

“This afternoon, when my mom drove us here, she missed a traffic light because she was on the phone, but the car behind us didn’t honk at all. Just now—after we arrived at this rental house, another car stopped on the side of the road, seemingly waiting for us to come out. So, considering all these signs, I think someone might be following us.”

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."

Haibara then walked over and pointed to a black sedan parked right on the side of the road, without its interior lights on, and it was unclear what it was up to.

"While you were solving the case, I was observing outside. This car hasn't moved since I first saw it. So, detective, is this the one that was following you this afternoon?"

"Yes, that's right. But we don't know who's following us."

Just as Conan was deep in thought, Yukiko called out, as if she had thought of something.

"That Officer Kitahara..."

Hearing her change from addressing him as "sir" to "police officer," Kitahara Masaki realized that she probably had some kind of illicit idea.

"Since that's not a parking area, why don't I just disguise myself as a female traffic police officer and go see who they are?"

"It's not impossible, but it might be a bit dangerous."

Kitahara Masaki was certain that the person following Conan wasn't from the organization; if they were, Gin would have called to tell him. Furthermore, this subtle surveillance didn't seem like the organization's style, so the person was most likely an FBI agent.

Because Jodie had previously suspected Evelyn Lauder's identity, the FBI would definitely investigate Kitahara Masaki as well. Therefore, Ai Haibara's figure would naturally appear in the cases handled by Kitahara Masaki. It is impossible for anyone other than Shuichi Akai to recognize Ai Haibara as Shiho Miyano.

Kitahara Masaki previously suggested that Haibara grow her hair long to better disguise herself, but when facing an investigator like Akai Shuichi who relies on intuition, even if she grew her hair long, he would still notice something amiss. Moreover, Teitan Elementary School should have Haibara's enrollment photo, in which she still had short hair. Akai Shuichi, who had met the Miyano sisters several times, would definitely have noticed this.

I just didn't expect that he would dare to be distracted by investigating other things while being pursued by the Japanese police.

“Oh my, basically nothing about Shinichi is safe—”

"I'll go. Anyway, it's less likely for me to be caught disguised as a traffic cop. Ms. Yukiko, you probably don't even know the procedure for traffic police checking people, so you can drive for me."

Yukiko Kudo is an amazing driver, something Masaki Kitahara had long heard about. Apparently, she once took Shinichi Kudo and Ran Mouri on a race.

After the two finished their discussion, they immediately began preparations. Kitahara Masaki took out a complete set of traffic police uniforms from the trunk of his car, leaving Conan and the other two stunned.

"What's so surprising? I also have a police inspector's uniform, a Tokyo prison guard's uniform, a customs uniform, and a plumber's uniform. Actually, I think I need more different kinds of clothes. After all, it would be a shame if I couldn't find suitable clothes when I was disguising myself."

He simply slipped on the traffic police jacket and the dusty police hat, then took out a fake document specifically for this situation from the glove compartment. With this complete set of equipment, he was now a qualified traffic policeman.

"Ahem, Officer Kitahara, what do we do now?"

"Just drive right behind them, and don't get out of the car. Avoid letting them realize you're not a traffic cop, because someone with your looks wouldn't be assigned to the night shift."

After speaking, Kitahara Masaki got out of the car and knocked on the window of the black sedan. The window slowly opened, revealing two foreigners inside. The two white men looked innocent and asked:

"Officer, what have I done wrong?"

"No parking here, move your car right now."

"Okay, okay, we just want to wait for our friend here for a bit, we'll be leaving soon."

Kitahara Masaki smiled, just as he was wondering if he could come up with a better excuse to continue the conversation, and these two actually offered him one themselves.

"Tell me, who is this friend you're talking about? What's their name? Which building do they live in? What's their apartment number?"

"Um—it's that building, officer. Look, that family has their lights on. I'm waiting for him to come down."

The man in the driver's seat made up a story and pointed to the room where the murder occurred.

"Heh, if you really are a friend of that household, you should know what happened there, right? Don't try to fool the police with such a ridiculous excuse!"

The two foreign men exchanged a glance, trying to come up with another excuse, but they realized that once they were suspected, they only had one option left.

"Ah! Officer, look over there!"

Kitahara Masaki looked at the two of them as if they were idiots, but the next moment the person in the driver's seat stepped on the gas and sped several meters away.

Haha, getting impatient.

"Chase!"

Kitahara Masaki sat back in the passenger seat and had just fastened his seatbelt when Yukiko stepped on the gas and followed.

"Just stick to them tight, and when the time is right, we'll pretend to lose them."

"Roger that!"

The police cars with sirens blared incessantly, just like in a Fast and Furious movie. The two cars staged a chase scene in the dazzling city. Many times, Yukiko used drifting to close the distance between the two cars, and then deliberately pretended to accelerate on the straight road but not as fast as the black sedan in front.

Thinking they could shake off their pursuers once they reached a straight road, the FBI quickly found a longer straight road. They breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the police car completely disappeared from their rearview mirror, then turned into an alley, intending to go to the safe house to change to another car for surveillance the next day.

Yukiko, who had pretended to lose them, drove Kitahara Maki back to the starting point, since she still had to pick up Conan and Ai Haibara and take them home.

"How was it, Kitahara-kun?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely not the Black Organization. If it were them, they would have shot when I knocked on their car window."

"If it wasn't them, then who could it be?"

"They might also be investigating me. After all, you kids have appeared around me quite a few times, so it's not impossible that you've been targeted. Anyway, I've installed transmitters in their cars, so I can track where they go."

This positioning device was naturally made by Dr. Agasa. As long as the transmitter is not discovered, it will allow them to find another safe house belonging to the FBI.

Chapter 175 The organization is short one player for Mahjong Soul, Bourbon, are you coming?

"Is Ai Haibara sick?"

"Yes, Ai suddenly caught a bad cold, probably because of what happened yesterday."

"Yesterday? I've already confirmed that they're not from the Black Organization, so what's there to worry about?"

"Well, she probably relaxed and got infected with the virus, so her cold is quite bad now. Plus, it's Sunday, and the only clinic that accepts appointments right now is the one in Beika Shopping Mall, so I'm planning to take her there later."

"Okay, I'll go over there later too."

Kitahara Masaki was on the phone with Professor Agasa when he was surprised to find that Ai Haibara had suddenly caught a bad cold. She was perfectly fine after Kitahara Masaki and Yukiko went back yesterday, so why was she suddenly like this today?

After confirming their location yesterday, Yukiko flew back to the United States. Kitahara Masaki didn't plan to conduct surveillance on the safe house so soon. After all, the two FBI agents were likely Akai Shuichi's men, just small fry. Going there too early would only alert them. It was better to let them go for a while and then give them a big surprise when they felt safe.

Furthermore, the FBI safe house at this location cannot be disclosed to the Public Security Bureau, because Kitahara Maki cannot explain how he found it. If the Public Security Bureau later arrests the two FBI agents and they confess that they were there to monitor Haibara and the people around her, then things will get complicated.

Thinking of this, Kitahara Masaki slammed his right fist into his left palm, deciding that he should find an opportunity to take care of those two people later.

"So why are you going along too?"

When Dr. Agasa and Masaki Kitahara met in the underground parking lot of Beika Shopping Mall, Masaki Kitahara looked disgusted upon seeing Conan's head.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do on Sundays, so I'm just wondering if I'll run into any cases after I get out."

"Then it seems there must be a case."

Right across from Professor Agasa and Kitahara Masaki's parking space were four Porsches, one of which was the same Porsche 356A as Gin's, but in green. It was parked in the far left of the four adjacent parking spaces, and next to it were a Porsche 911, a Porsche 928, and a Porsche Box.

"Brother Kitahara, they're probably just Porsche enthusiasts. Look, there's a drunk man in the passenger seat of that Porsche 911. They're definitely not from the Black Organization."

"Nonsense, do you need to tell me that? There are four of them! Four people! Do you know what that means?"

At this moment, Kitahara Maki became depressed, just like Mista when he saw the '4'.

"This means one victim and three suspects! Do you understand?"

Looking at the dazed, drunk man, Kitahara Masaki knew he must be the victim, and that one of the three people who got out after parking the car was definitely plotting how to kill him.

"Brother Kitahara, how did you become so superstitious? This world is materialistic, how could such unreasonable things exist? Have you ever seen a real magician?"

Kitahara Masaki was too lazy to talk to him anymore. Ai, coughing, was feeling down because of her illness, and suddenly said:

"Were those people from yesterday here to arrest me?"

"Don't overthink it. At this point, has anything been beyond my expectations?"

Haibara suddenly remembered her older sister in South Korea. Kitahara Masaki had recently told her that once her sister's computer was able to conduct cross-border chat, the sisters could contact each other online.

"Please, Kitahara-nii."

Kitahara Masaki carried Haibara, who was prone to feeling depressed online, and then went up to the food court in the mall. Since they had an hour before their clinic appointment, they decided to grab something to eat first.

"Ahem, Masaki, I recently saw a restaurant on TV called Taruya-tei. It's famous for its scrambled egg porridge. How about we go there for a meal?"

"Okay, Ai can have some porridge too."

Just as the four of them were queuing in front of the Zunya Pavilion, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Hi! Cool kid, it's been a long time!"

When Conan heard Jodie say that behind him, he chuckled speechlessly, but when he turned around, he saw Ran and Sonoko there as well.

"Conan, are you here for the scrambled egg congee too? It was Ms. Jodie who invited us to eat here today. I've never heard of this restaurant before."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Masaki immediately understood. Because the two FBI agents had their faces seen by the Japanese traffic police yesterday, Akai Shuichi had sent Jodie to monitor Haibara. After all, the FBI was definitely very interested in Shiho Miyano, the former Black Organization member. However, they probably hadn't yet realized that Haibara was a shrunken version of Shiho Miyano; they might even think that Haibara and Shiho Miyano looked so alike that they might be the younger sister of the Miyano sisters.