Conan, I'm an actor

"It's quite sweet." Shiho Miyano didn't refuse Tooru Amuro's offer and said while eating, "His constitution is special. After taking the medicine, his body regresses to the state of his childhood. As long as he takes the antidote, he can turn back. However, the current antidote is a trial version, and its effect only lasts for about 8-9 hours. Moreover, if you take too much, you will develop drug resistance."

"Then why are you looking for him?"

“Since I took my medicine, I naturally need to get the trial report. Also, I don’t think all the medicine I sent to Cognac was used up. Gin is investigating Shinichi Kudo.” Shiho Miyano’s fork stopped in mid-air. “I need to make sure Shinichi Kudo doesn’t have the antidote. It doesn’t matter if he dies, just don’t drag me into it.”

"How ruthless," Amuro Tooru asked with a smile. "If I remember correctly, in another week, it'll be the day your sister makes her move, right? Aren't you curious about what we'll do?"

“My sister told me to trust him, and besides trusting you all, there’s nothing else I can do,” Shiho Miyano said calmly. “Then why should I create trouble for myself?”

"Too."

That day, Shinjo returned to the detective agency, but before he could even eat, he was stopped at the entrance by Officer Sato from the First Investigation Division.

"Officer Sato, I don't think I've done anything wrong recently," Shinjo asked uncertainly. "Why are you so angry?"

“That Officer Sato is a police officer assigned by the Metropolitan Police Department to protect us,” Koshimizu whispered in Shinjo’s ear. “Anyone who has been to the Twilight Villa has been placed under protection by the Metropolitan Police Department. It should be similar to the witness protection program you mentioned before.”

Shinjo scratched his head awkwardly. He didn't mind having another tagalong, but if Sato was by his side, his movements would be very inconvenient.

"Officer Sato, I also graduated from the police academy," Shinjo said, rubbing his hands together somewhat awkwardly. "You probably don't need protection, you just need to protect Koshimizu."

"I'm sorry, Koshimizu-kun is under Officer Takagi's protection. My target is you," Sato said coldly. "Furthermore, if I remember correctly, Shinjo-senpai, you didn't graduate normally; you dropped out."

What is "dropping out of school"?

"Failed the graduation exam."

"I didn't participate!"

"Whatever the reason, Mr. Shinjo, now..."

“I remember that this kind of protection can be refused,” Shinjo said, frowning. “I am now formally informing you that I refuse the Metropolitan Police Department’s protection.”

“This…” Sato was taken aback. She vaguely remembered that witnesses could refuse to accept the protection plan, but she had never encountered a witness who refused protection before. In the past, those people had cried and begged for an extension of the protection period.

“If you’re not familiar with the rules, you can ask Inspector Megure or check the Metropolitan Police Department’s records,” Shinjo said with a dark face. “Now, I’m seeing you out.”

“Mr. Shinjo…” Sato hadn’t finished speaking when the door was closed.

“These criminals are very dangerous. As soon as they know the annex is under my name, they will target me. It’s not that I underestimate you, but the difference in equipment is something that can’t be made up for by skill and courage.” Shinjo’s voice came from inside the door. “We’ll see who protects whom then.”

By the time Shinjo finished speaking, Officer Sato at the door was livid with rage, her face turning ashen and her whole body trembling. She had never seen such an arrogant guy before. Even if this guy was a senior from the police academy, this was just too much…

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Shinjo had just left his house when he noticed a car following him. After observing carefully and confirming that it was Sato, he sighed and stepped on the gas, heading straight for the Wangan Expressway.

Sato saw Shinjo suddenly accelerate and hadn't even reacted yet. He was stunned for just a few seconds before Shinjo's taillights disappeared from sight.

"Did he spot me?" Officer Sato was a little annoyed. After exiting the highway from one of the ramps, she pulled over and sent Shinjo's license plate number to her colleagues in the traffic enforcement department, while also reporting him for speeding.

Chapter 92 Meetings and Speeding Tickets

On the other side, Shinjo, having shaken off Sato, arrived at the place he had arranged to meet Amuro Tooru. It was a cafe on the third floor of a shopping mall, where he could sit by the window and have a bird's-eye view of the entire mall's atrium.

"Next time, could you please not choose a coffee shop? I don't like overly bitter flavors," Shin-chan said, holding his coffee.

Amuro Tooru sat directly behind Shinjo. "This wasn't my choice. If you want to ask, ask her."

"Her?" Shinjo was taken aback.

Then he saw Shiho Miyano, wearing a wig, lipstick, high heels and a skirt, sitting opposite him. Judging from her expression, she seemed very uncomfortable with the disguise.

"You, you, you..." Xincheng was speechless for a long time.

"Things." Shiho reached out her hand directly to Shinjo.

"What is that?" Shinjo was completely dumbfounded by the question.

"After taking the medication, you'll need to undergo a full-body checkup. You'll need to provide me with the experimental data," Shiho Miyano said with a dark expression. "I should have written that in the instructions, didn't you see it?"

"Well..." Shinjo said somewhat awkwardly, "Um, can I say that I didn't finish reading the instruction manual?"

The truth is, he didn't finish reading it. After confirming that it was the antidote for APTX-4869, he simply burned the thick stack of instructions and usage precautions, along with the packaging. The antidote wouldn't kill him; why bother reading those dozens of pages of instructions?

"Is there any medicine left?" Shiho Miyano asked, frowning. "The remaining medicine needs to be destroyed. Gin is investigating this matter, and I don't want him to trace it back to me."

“There are still some, but I have all the drugs on me. Even if Gin is a coward, he won’t dare to search me.” Shinjo put down his coffee. “Alright, you can go back now. What happens next should have nothing to do with you.”

"I..." Shiho Miyano was somewhat dissatisfied and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shinjo.

“Your disguise isn’t very sophisticated; it’s far from Vermouth’s. Even I can see through it, let alone Gin.” Shinjo shook his head. “If you lure him here, the plans Amuro and I are making will be in danger.”

Shiho Miyano could only grit her teeth and stand up. Her sister's safety was at stake, and she dared not be careless.

After watching Shiho Miyano leave, Tooru Amuro sat down opposite him and waved to the waiter, signaling him to bring two more coffees.

Shinjo watched Shiho Miyano leave from the atrium on the first floor before asking, "This place should be owned by the Public Security Bureau, right? Aren't you afraid she'll expose this base by bringing her here?"

"How do you know?" Amuro Tooru's expression was somewhat stiff.

"There's a very faint gunpowder smell in the hand-drip coffee; it's rare to see a shop storing gunpowder and coffee beans together. Of course, these are minor issues; not everyone has my sensitive nose," Xincheng shrugged. "The main problem is that the coffee is terrible. They usually only use the first half of the coffee liquid during extraction, discarding the second half. Pouring it all in at once makes it taste even worse than instant coffee. Also, the cakes here are mostly from a central kitchen; while the quality is guaranteed, they look too ordinary in this mall."

"That just means the person who runs the shop isn't very skilled," Amuro Tooru said with a smile, though the smile seemed somewhat forced.

“Indeed, if it were a small street-side shop, it wouldn’t be a problem.” Xincheng nodded. “But this is the most bustling shopping mall within 20km, so the rent must be expensive. With such poor quality products and not being a brand-name store, how can it survive in this kind of mall? I really can’t think of any other possibility except that there’s some big bastard constantly providing funding behind it.”

Amuro Tooru put down his coffee cup. He hadn't thought it tasted that bad at first, but after Shinjo's comment, he found the coffee a bit hard to swallow.

"By the way, when we picked you up from the Twilight Villa last time, we confiscated your equipment," Amuro Tooru said. "Your gun license has been processed, and I'll have Kazama send someone to deliver it to you in a couple of days."

"I'm not in a hurry, but you could perhaps have someone else deliver it."

"Who?"

“Inspector Megure of the Metropolitan Police Department, you can signal to his subordinate, Miwako Sato, to send it to me.”

"Judging from the name, it seems to be a woman. You wouldn't..."

“Don’t get me wrong.” Shinjo rolled his eyes. “Everyone involved in the Twilight Villa incident is under the protection of the Metropolitan Police Department, and Sato Miwako’s mission is to protect my safety. You know, many of my actions require me to avoid the Metropolitan Police Department, and it’s very inconvenient for her to be with me.”

"Looks like a stubborn junior," Amuro said with a smile. "Your phone is lit up, aren't you going to look at it?"

Shinjo picked up his phone and glanced at it. The next second, his face turned green. A text message informed him that he had been speeding at Wangan and needed to bring his identification to the Metropolitan Police Department to pay the fine. The fact that the fine notification arrived on his phone so quickly must have been thanks to Ms. Sato's efforts.

"What's wrong?" Amuro asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, just a mischievous junior making a joke," Shinjo said with a straight face. "What about the 20 billion yen? Even if the Metropolitan Police Department is incompetent, they can't just turn a blind eye to such a heinous incident, can they?"

Amuro Tooru was also a bit of a headache when he heard about the 20 billion yen.

If Miyano Akemi doesn't take this 20 billion yen, then she hasn't completed her mission, Gin won't let her off the hook, and he won't give Shinjo a chance to take it over.

If Akemi Miyano were to take the 20 billion yen, the bigwigs of the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Bureau would definitely investigate thoroughly, and as a member of the Public Security Planning Division, he couldn't possibly remain uninvolved. Once the money is in Gin's hands, getting it back would likely require the deaths of many people.

"I'm out of ideas. Why don't you think of something?" Amuro Tooru said helplessly.

"What can I do?" Xincheng said with a smile. "If you hand it over to me, I'll just burn it down. If I can't have it, I'll destroy it."

"Great idea!" Amuro Tooru's eyes lit up.

Shinjo gave Amuro Tooru a strange look. Was this kid alright? He'd only made a joke, and Amuro had taken it seriously. Two billion yen burned to the ground—not to mention whether Gin, in his current desperate state, would come after them, the Public Security Bureau wouldn't let them off the hook either.

“It’s not like I burned it myself, what’s there to be afraid of?” Amuro Tooru said with a smile. “Besides, most of the 2 billion yen in cash is in consecutive serial numbers. Once it’s circulating in the market, the police will quickly find clues and trace its origin. Even if they want to use it, it will be years later, once they find where the cash is stored…”

Chapter 93 The Mihana Bank Robbery

Shinjo nodded; it seemed that was indeed the case. Unless Gin laundered the money elsewhere, but the rates there were outrageously high, and given Gin's personality, he wouldn't suffer such a loss. So the most likely scenario was that he would leave the money somewhere for a while before using it, which was exactly what he did in the original story.

"This matter concerns your police and Gin. I asked you to investigate it. Have you found anything?" Shinjo stretched.

"Akai Shuichi?"

"Ah."

“No, a lot of Americans enter Japan every day, so the workload is huge. You need to be prepared that it might take them several days to find their entry records. Besides, the FBI has many channels to enter Japan, and there are some channels that even the police can't access.” Amuro Tooru shrugged. “Once he changes his clothes and uses a fake identity, we simply can't find him.”

Shinjo frowned upon hearing Amuro Tooru's words. "Could you clear out the area around your Kudo residence?"

When he invited Shuichi Akai to the Kudo residence, he never expected that brat Conan would cause such a huge scene. For the past two days, headlines about Shinichi Kudo solving the Twilight Mansion mystery have been all over the newspapers, along with other gossip about him. The buzz surrounding him is extraordinary.

When Gin killed Shinichi Kudo, it caused quite a stir within the organization. Now that Shinichi Kudo is still alive, it's like a slap in the face to Gin.

If he were in Gin's position, he would definitely do everything in his power to find Shinichi Kudo and kill him.

In fact, Gin did exactly that, as evidenced by the investigation of Shiho Miyano. Karen has been monitoring the intersections near the Kudo residence for the past two days, and Gin and Vodka have appeared several times. Even Chianti, Korn, and Calvados have been mobilized; the entire Kudo family is now under the organization's surveillance.

Shuichi Akai isn't stupid; there's little chance he'd step right into such an obvious trap.

"Couldn't you just tell him to change locations?" Amuro Tooru snorted.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, but he still harbored considerable resentment towards Akai. If it weren't for the fact that the person he was rescuing this time was Elena's daughter, he wouldn't mind pushing Akai directly into the organization's trap.

“That’s on the premise that I can get in touch with Akemi.” Shinjo leaned back in his chair. “Last time I had a legitimate reason, but this time I don’t. Should I tell Gin that there are too many people around the Kudo residence, and Shuichi Akai won’t set foot there, so I should tell him to go somewhere else? Or should I tell him to move some of his people away?”

Amuro Tooru fell silent. If the former, Gin would suspect Shinjo's purpose and identity; if the latter, Gin would withdraw some people, but snipers like Chianti, Cohen, and Calvados would not. If they didn't withdraw, the safety of Akai and Miyano Akemi could not be guaranteed.

"I'll figure something out." Amuro Tooru sighed.

“You just need to hold them off for a while, and I’ll take care of the rest,” Shinjo said before preparing to leave the coffee shop.

“Oh, right, Vermouth recently came to Japan.” Amuro Tooru took a deep breath. “As for the rest, I don’t know anything else. This is what I heard from Vodka. There seems to be something between you and her…”

"understood."

Meanwhile, inside the Koshimizu Detective Agency

"Is Uncle Shinjo not here today either?" Conan walked in from outside, carrying his skateboard.

"Didn't I tell you he's away on a business trip?" Koshimizu Nanatsuki pinched Conan's cheek and said, "Come back in a couple of days. Being so persistent isn't a good thing; it'll make girls hate you."

"No way." Conan looked at Koshimizu in front of him and asked, "Koshimizu-neechan, I heard from Ran-neechan that when you went to Twilight Villa last time, it seemed that you encountered some dangerous people, and after you came back, you were protected by the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department. Is that true? Who were those people?"

“It’s true, but I don’t know who those people are.” Yue Shui shook his head helplessly. “Shouldn’t you ask your Uncle Kogoro about that? Your Uncle Kogoro is a super detective, and he has a good relationship with the police. Maybe he knows something.”

Conan gave an awkward smile, but he quickly adjusted his expression and hid his emotions.

He had considered contacting the Metropolitan Police Department and had even taken action, but Inspector Megure knew nothing about it; the case wasn't even under the Metropolitan Police Department's jurisdiction. Terrorist attacks fall under the Public Security Bureau's jurisdiction, and the First Investigation Division doesn't even have the authority to investigate.

For the next three days, an eerie silence fell over Japanese politics as two members of the House of Representatives died. One hanged himself in his apartment, and the other was crushed to death on his way to work when he and his vehicle were sandwiched between two large trucks.

This wouldn't normally be a big deal. There are as many as 480 members in the House of Representatives of Japan, and with so many people, there are bound to be some who have bad luck or can't think straight.

However, the problem is that these two individuals are connected to the aviation ban that occurred at the Twilight Villa that night and are currently under investigation. Moreover, as the investigation deepens, the First Investigation Division has discovered many suspicious points surrounding the deaths of these two congressmen, making homicide a highly probable possibility.

Just as the First Investigation Division was preparing to continue its investigation, an order came from above, transferring both cases directly to the Public Security Bureau.