Conan, I'm an actor

“Conan is young, so it’s definitely a matter of each person having their own opinion.” Shinichi scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

He wanted to argue back, but considering his mother's unreliable personality, he decided it was better to take the initiative next time he met her as Conan.

However, he was now also curious whether this Mr. Shinjo really knew his mother. Why had Yukiko never mentioned that he had such a friend?

“Alright, it’s our turn now.” Shinjo shrugged. “It’s much simpler for us because the owner of the villa and I made a bet on a list.”

"A list?" Hattori breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Shinichi Kudo. It seemed the owner of the villa hadn't lied to him. However, his attention was immediately drawn to Shinjo's words. "Miss Koshimizu, would you mind telling me what the list is?"

Although Koshimizu is the detective and Shinjo is the assistant, everyone present can see that Shinjo is in a dominant position.

"In pursuit of immortality, Karasuma Renya of the Karasuma Foundation founded an organization that has been dedicated to researching ways to break through the shackles of lifespan," Shinjo said slowly. "They need money, materials, and researchers, and if they can't get them, they'll steal them or even destroy them."

"Why have I never heard of this organization before?" Hattori asked, puzzled.

"What did he promise you?" Shinichi asked anxiously.

He didn't doubt Newtown's words. The fact that Moriarty gave him the antidote meant that he knew a lot about the organization, and was even in it.

"This organization used to be relatively mild-mannered, but in recent years they've become quite arrogant. So, various countries have sent agents to infiltrate them, hoping to destroy them. But so far, the organization is still thriving. On the other hand, renowned intelligence organizations like the CIA, FBI, Japanese Public Security Bureau, and MI6 have suffered heavy losses; several agents have been killed. The owner of the annex told me that if I help him find Karasuma Renya's treasure, he'll give me a list of those infiltrators." Shinjo shrugged. "While he didn't say it was the only list, it should at least allow those agencies to withdraw their personnel and avoid being eliminated."

"It sounds very interesting, it makes my blood boil." Mogi Harufumi asked Shinjo, "But I want to ask, what exactly did that organization do? After all, an organization like that must have done a lot of earth-shattering things."

“You’ve already seen what these guys have done, haven’t you?” Shinjo said, pointing to the villa at his feet. “This is where they committed their crimes.”

"The crime scene thing? You're kidding, right?" Xiaolan's expression was a little unnatural.

After seeing the luxury of the Twilight Villa and Shinichi, she fantasized about having a date with him that day. However, before her fantasy could even begin, Shinjo told her that this was the scene of a murder.

“No, no, there are unnatural marks on the doorknob. If I’m not mistaken, they should be bloodstains.” Shinichi stared at the doorknob carefully. “If it really is bloodstains, with such a large amount of bleeding, even if a doctor were to perform emergency resuscitation on the spot, he wouldn’t have survived.”

"So you noticed too, boy." Harufumi Mogi looked at Shinichi and said with a smile, "As expected of the famous Heisei Sherlock Holmes."

"Shinichi, you're kidding, right?" Ran had already grabbed Kogoro Mouri's arm.

Chapter 77 Take this pot!

“No, this former coroner, Ms. Ikumi Gunta, has already verified this. Bloodstains are found all over this villa,” Shinjo said with a smile.

"Kudo, let's have a showdown and see who finds the treasure in this villa first." Hattori said immediately when he saw Kudo. "You came to this villa to compete with me, didn't you?"

“No, I don’t know who you are.” Kudo said, looking at Shinjo. “My reason for coming to this villa is similar to Mr. Shinjo’s. I also want to investigate information about that organization. Also, although I don’t approve of the title Heisei Holmes, I am still very interested in criminals who call themselves Moriarty.”

Koshimizu Nanatsuki tugged at Shinjo's sleeve with a hint of fear. She could tell that the detectives here were all incredibly talented and skilled. It would be embarrassing if these detectives saw through Shinjo's scheme.

Shin-chan didn't care. Most of the layout of this villa was done by Sen-ken Kōta and Dai-sō Shū-sen. Apart from the device in the mannequin, he didn't participate in anything else. Since he didn't participate, how could he leave any trace?

Moreover, he's already brought up Karasuma Renya and the organization, so even if something really happens, the blame will still fall on them. There are no members of the organization here; they're destined to take the fall.

"Damn it!" Hattori Heiji's face darkened even more. He never expected that Kudo Shinichi, who was on par with him, would completely disregard him.

"It seems that Mr. Moriarty has done a thorough investigation into us." Granny Sen chuckled. "The conditions he offered were ones we couldn't refuse."

"Now that Detective Kudo has explained why he came here, could Mr. Shinjo tell us what that organization did in this annex?" Ikumi Gunta said with a smile. "With so much blood, there must have been more than five people who died here."

“After Karasuma Renya died, his collection was auctioned off,” Shinjo said. “Karasuma Renya had a lot of collections, so this auction was expected to last for three days and three nights. Many celebrities came to the auction, hoping to get their favorite items.”

"It's called an auction, but it's really just a way to plunder Karasuma Renya's collection." Kuroba Kaito shrugged. "They talk a noble game, but they do despicable things."

"You don't mean these people were targeted by the Karasuma Renya organization in retaliation?" Ikumi Yagami said. "They stormed in and killed all these socialites?"

“This method is too crude; it’s not the style of those organizations.” Shinjo shrugged. “That night, two travelers entered this villa. They claimed to be lost travelers in the mountains and wanted to take shelter from the heavy rain. The person in charge of the auction initially wanted to refuse, but after taking a cigarette from them, he very warmly invited the two travelers into the hotel.”

“It’s marijuana, isn’t it?” Shinichi asked, staring at Shinjo.

“Who knows? All I know is that everyone in the villa smoked the cigarettes those two men offered.” Shin-chan shrugged. “Then these socialites went crazy, their most primal desires were completely unleashed at the auction. The seemingly polite guests instantly turned into brutal beasts, picking up swords and knives from the auction and hacking at each other, and some even picked up pens and other things to mutilate themselves.”

The famous detectives present all changed their expressions. Their initial guess that it was marijuana was now completely disproven. If it were just marijuana, it shouldn't have caused such a reaction. It must be some more potent hallucinogenic drug.

“After that nightmarish night, eight dead people lay in the auction hall, along with dozens of guests who were unconscious and seriously injured,” Shinjo said, stroking his chin. “And the two men disappeared without a trace, taking all the collection with them.”

"You mean, those two guests were from that organization?" Shinichi's eyes sharpened instantly.

“Pisco and the first Rum, it must have been those two who did it.” New Town shrugged. “Of course, this is just my speculation, and I haven’t confirmed it. In terms of age, only those two in the organization had the opportunity to commit the crime.”

"You seem to know a lot about that organization," Senma Shota asked, looking at Shinjo and emphasizing each word.

Her father was murdered, and although it was said that Karasuma Renya ordered it, the ones who actually carried it out were probably members of those organizations.

The seed of revenge had long since taken root in her heart and grown into a towering tree. However, she gave up on revenge because Karasuma Renya was already dead. Now that she knows that those who attacked her back then are still alive, it means that she still has a chance to take revenge!

"You were talking about the first generation Rum, right?" Shinichi keenly sensed the information Shinjo had revealed. "If there's a first generation, then there must be a second generation, right?"

"The organization was founded quite early, and the older members of the first generation are already dead," Shinjo said with a smile. "This second-generation Rum is his son. He inherited his father's business and codename, and is now the organization's second-in-command. He also caused quite a stir, killing the shogi master Koji Haneda and the American capitalist Amanda. Because of the huge commotion, the organization went into hiding for a while, and he himself was punished by the BOSS."

“You seem to know a lot about that organization,” Hakuba Saguru said, looking at the man in front of him. “If I’m not mistaken, you must have been in that organization for a while, probably as an undercover agent.”

“He’s very smart, but sometimes being too smart isn’t a good thing.” Shinjo pointed at Shinichi Kudo over there and said, “This guy is too smart, so he got a little revenge from the organization’s members, and now he’s like a stray dog, hiding here and there.”

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not as bad as you say, am I?" Shinichi said with a dark face.

“Shinichi, you…” Ran’s gaze softened as she looked at Shinichi, but she quickly realized, “Mr. Shinjo, you already knew about Shinichi’s situation, why didn’t you tell me?”

"You didn't ask either." Shinjo looked at Ran Mouri with a strange expression. "Think about it carefully, did you ask me about Shinichi Kudo's situation? Besides, what's the point of telling you? What can I do besides make you worry? You can't help him anyway. If we're relying on those useless officers in the Metropolitan Police Department, he's already a corpse."

He had barely finished speaking when he noticed that Hakuba Saguru and Hattori Heiji looked rather unpleasant, and that Yagami Ikumi and Kogoro Mouri also looked somewhat embarrassed. This sweeping generalization had a really wide reach, including both former police officers, Hakuba and Hattori's father, in his insults.

"It's time for dinner now, Ms. Ishihara. Is there dinner?" Shinjo changed the subject somewhat awkwardly. "We've traveled a long way here, surely we can't be left without a meal?"

Ishihara Aki said somewhat awkwardly, "The chef just arrived half an hour ago, and it will take some time to prepare dinner. You can wait in the reception room for a while, or you can go back to your rooms to rest. I will let you know when dinner is ready."

"Honestly, I'm starving," sighed Harufumi Mogi. "Hopefully, the chef will be here soon."

“Mr. Shinjo, could you please tell me about that organization?” Senma Shota asked, looking at Shinjo.

“Grandma, I know you really want revenge.” Xincheng shrugged. “But I have to warn you, this kind of work is quite strenuous, and you might have to travel all over the world. Your body is too weak, you might fall apart.”

At this moment, Shinichi Kudo smiled apologetically at Ran, ignored Heiji Hattori who had come to find him, and went directly to Shinjo's side, saying in a low voice, "How about the two of us work together? We can share that list."

The list contains spies within the organization, who are potential allies. Once you find them, your chances of bringing down the organization will increase significantly.

Chapter 78 Clues to Karasuma Renya

Shinichi took out a photo and placed it in front of him.

"This is... a broken dressing mirror?" Shinichi was stunned. He didn't understand why Shinjo would show him this.

“This is a death message left by Koji Haneda,” Shinjo said slowly. “Take a close look and see if you can figure anything out.”

"This... is it a death message?" Hattori leaned closer. "But what does it mean?"

"The original text here is 'PUT ON MASCARA,' left by Koji Haneda," Shinjo said with a smile. "The other letters were cut off by Haneda with scissors, and the fragments disappeared, so they must have been cleaned up. Remove PTON, and what's left is UMASCARA."

“A name. If Rum is the one who killed Koji Haneda, then Rum is the one we need to pinpoint. All we need to do is combine the names to find another name.” Shinichi’s eyes sharpened.

“ASACA, Asaka?” Hattori said immediately.

“The suspect in the Koji Haneda case is Asaka, who was Amanda’s bodyguard,” said Shota Senma. “This case caused quite a stir at the time. I read about it in the newspapers, but as far as I know, Asaka has disappeared. The American police have been searching for her for many years without success.”

"So, Rum's real identity is Asaka, Amanda's bodyguard?" Shinichi Kudo said excitedly. If this is true, then this is another clue in the search for the organization.

"Unfortunately, no. The US police identified Asaka as a suspect and issued an arrest warrant because they found this clue. However, I have a different opinion."

“We’ve already received the news of this death, what other insights could we possibly have?” Kogoro Mouri chimed in.

“Asaka’s father died protecting Amanda, and her mother died in an accident. She refused the witness protection program and chose to stay with Amanda for training.” Shinjo took out a file. “This is the file and witness testimonies I found. Asaka is said to be a bodyguard, but she is actually Amanda’s adopted daughter. She has no motive to kill and no means to contact the organization.”

“This…” Shinichi lowered his head in thought, “Could it be that Asaka, who escaped, knew Rum’s identity?”

“That’s possible. After all, only four people were confirmed to be present at the crime scene: Rum, Asaka, Koji Haneda, and Amanda.” Shinjo shrugged. “Two of them died, and it’s not surprising that the one who escaped knew Rum’s identity.”

"Who exactly is that Rum? And how can you be sure Asaka isn't Rum?" Shinichi looked at Shinjo, his tone somewhat aggressive.

"Shinichi, Uncle Shinjo is a good person. You're being impolite." Ran Mouri tugged at Shinichi's sleeve.

Shinjo glanced at the aggressive Shinichi and sighed. "Because Rum is a man and Asaka is a woman, that reason is enough, isn't it? And why did you lock in the three letters RUM? Just put them together and say CARASUMA, doesn't that sound familiar?"

"Karasuma, Karasuma Renya." Shinichi felt a chill run down his spine.

“I suspect that Koji Haneda leaving such a message at this time means he’s implying that Renya Karasuma was the one who ordered Rum to kill Amanda,” Shinjo said, stroking his chin. “If we follow the organization’s rules for inheriting codenames, Renya Karasuma should be the current leader. So what would happen if the treasure originally intended for Renya Karasuma was taken by Moriarty?”

"Is he preparing to go to war with that organization?" Hattori's mind raced instantly. "What if he takes our grudge too?"

"I don't care. If they want to find me, this old woman wouldn't mind settling old scores with them." Senma Kyouta lowered his head, the lenses of his glasses gleaming with an eerie light.

“Ordinary criminals are far too boring; I’m much more interested in this organization,” Hakuba Saguru said, looking at the eagle in his hand. “Don’t you think so, Walterson?”

“I’m not afraid of trouble. After all, I already have enough trouble, so a little more won’t matter.” Mogi Harufumi shrugged.

"I'm more afraid of retaliation, so it seems this fortune is out of my reach." Ikumi Gunda shrugged, clearly indicating that she had given up on the competition.

Kogoro Mouri remained silent. He hadn't expected to get involved with such a criminal gang this time, and he had to think it over carefully.

"Hey, Shinichi Kudo, let's have a race to see who finds the treasure first," Heiji Hattori suddenly said with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid that organization will cause you trouble?" Only now did Shinichi Kudo begin to take a good look at this Kansai high school detective who was his equal in fame.

"At worst, I'll just hide in Osaka and not come out. I don't believe they can do whatever they want." Hattori Heiji shrugged. "Besides, if you're not afraid, why should I be?"

Shinichi opened his mouth, but said nothing. He glanced at Shinjo beside him and saw Shinjo looking at him with amusement. He lowered his head even further. He couldn't very well say that he had been scared half to death by this Uncle Shinjo because he was afraid of the Black Organization.

Kaito Kuroba kept his head down, and no one noticed the magician. But at that moment, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Mr. Shinjo, you said those guys seem to be looking for a way to live forever, right?"

“Although the Life Gem Pandora is on their list, they shouldn’t be the ones who killed Kuroba Toichi,” Shinjo said with a smile. “The leaders of that organization all use alcohol names as code names, while the members of the organization that killed Kuroba Toichi all use animal names as code names.”

His actions just now have made enemies of the organization, but the organization certainly didn't kill Kuroba Toichi. He couldn't bring himself to deceive Kaito just to make enemies of the organization.

The expressions of everyone present changed. They had always thought that Kuroba Toichi's untimely death was an accident, but they never expected it to be an unusual murder. Moreover, it seemed that his son, Kuroba Kaito, already knew about this and was investigating the murderer who killed his father.

"Mr. Shinjo, do you know..."

“I don’t know, I’m not familiar with that organization. But I do know one person who does, the Phantom Thief Black Crow,” Shinjo said with a smile. “However, the owner of this villa is also a very powerful person, you might want to try making a deal with him.”

"I understand." Kaito Kuroba nodded seriously. He was now taking the clues about his father's murder very seriously.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was somewhat tense. The mere exchange of information gave the detectives present a sense that a storm was brewing.

Chapter 79 Gun Inspection and Moriarty

“I also found something special.” Hakuba Saguru took a revolver out of his pocket. “I found this revolver under my pillow, and it was already loaded with six bullets.”

“S&W Model 10, a classic revolver, can I take a look?” Xincheng asked with a smile.