Conan, I'm an actor

Megure looked at the case file in his hand, his brows furrowed. His police intuition told him that there was definitely more to these things than met the eye, and if left unchecked, they could very well escalate into something much bigger.

But now that the case has been transferred to the police, he has no authority to investigate.

"Inspector Megure, what's wrong with you?" Shiratori asked, somewhat puzzled.

“I suspect that the deaths of these lawmakers are related to air traffic control that day. The mastermind is erasing evidence and silencing them.” Inspector Megure sighed. “Of course, this is just my speculation.”

"Then should we..." Shiratori asked, frowning, "investigate their network of relationships before they died?"

As the young master of the Shiratori Group and a well-known aristocratic police officer in the Metropolitan Police Department, Shiratori Ninzaburo was well aware of the filth among those politicians and knew where to start his investigation to make progress more easily.

“Since the case has been handed over to the police, it has nothing to do with us.” Inspector Megure shook his head. “Don’t overthink it. We just need to do our job. Right now, the only one who is related to that matter is Shigehiko Tonoguchi. We must protect his safety until the investigation permit is issued.”

"Understood!" Shiratori nodded.

Watching Shiratori's departing figure, Inspector Megure felt it would be better to go and see Matsumoto Kiyonaga, ask his superior for advice, or at least get his opinion.

Just then, the door to the First Investigation Division opened, and Officer Sato walked in with dark circles under his eyes.

"Sato, you look very tired," Inspector Megure asked with some doubt. "If I remember correctly, you've been protecting Shinjo-kun lately. That mission should be pretty simple, so why are you so exhausted?"

“They refused, saying it was uncertain who would protect whom, and told me to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to thoroughly check the information on the witness protection program.” Sato had a headache. “The person I’m protecting isn’t cooperating, so I can only follow him secretly, but I’ve lost track of him several times.”

She's good at catching criminals, but asking her to protect people is really asking too much.

Especially that guy from Xincheng, he's incredibly skilled at counter-surveillance and a fantastic driver, far superior to those underground racers. Since getting that ticket, he hasn't been speeding, but he always drives on congested roads or roads with continuous curves, and she usually gets left behind within minutes.

“It’s normal to lose track of him. This guy was recruited as a special agent before he even graduated. He must have already discovered you.” Inspector Megure nodded. “Why don’t you just let him go? If something really happens, he’ll need to be distracted protecting you.”

Hearing Inspector Megure's words, Sato felt even angrier. How could his superior be so biased towards outsiders? Even the legendary Kogoro Mouri from the police academy didn't receive this kind of treatment.

“Don’t look at me like that. This time, the culprit isn’t the kind you’ve dealt with before. That villa has also been transferred to Shinjo’s name. Once this news is announced, he will become a target for criminals’ revenge.” Inspector Megure thought for a moment and said, “He asked you to come back, probably because he was afraid you would get hurt. If you really don’t have anything to do, take a couple of days off. It just so happens that Mori is going to a class reunion in a couple of days and needs to leave Tokyo. You and Takagi can team up for a business trip.”

"Inspector Megure, since Mr. Shinjo is in such a dangerous situation, shouldn't we increase his protection?"

Looking at the stubborn Sato before him, Inspector Megure seemed to see a reflection of his father in her. With a hint of helplessness, he opened his drawer. "Brother Shinjo should be in contact with the Public Security Bureau. He's probably a special agent, with a special identity. Your presence would be a hindrance. Deliver these two guns to the Koshimizu Detective Agency tomorrow and give them to him personally. That will conclude this mission."

“This is…” Sato’s eyes nearly popped out when he saw the two Glocks. “Why is his gun license different from ours?”

“They’re not in our system, so they’re different. The IDs are real, and the ID numbers can be found. We found these two guns on site, and then the police took them away. After the police checked the gun numbers, they returned them, along with some handgun ammunition.” Inspector Megure was also a little annoyed. If you had connections with the police, you should have said so earlier. You made us all so worried.

For the next few days, Shinjo finally enjoyed some peace and quiet. Meanwhile, Yue Shui was constantly bothered; that brat Conan came almost daily, and his shamelessness was growing, even starting to freeload.

The armor that Xincheng wanted had entered the theoretical demonstration stage. It used TPC technology and abandoned the original armor's shape constraints. This armor was finally successfully completed.

In its normal state, it consists of a set of titanium alloy armor. The propulsion system and palm cannons have been removed. The chest armor is 7-10mm thick, while the armor on the limbs is relatively weak, only 1-3mm thick. This thickness is far from the level of bulletproof armor seen in science fiction movies. However, this is only the internal structure. There is also an external energy shield covering the entire suit of armor, which can effectively reduce the kinetic energy of bullets and shells.

“Not bad, not bad. As long as we develop the lining material, ordinary people can wear it too.” Shinjo nodded. “Once it’s made, I’ll go settle accounts with Gin.”

Once you put on this suit of armor, you can easily cover it with an oversized outfit, so you can't tell it's real.

"Don't overthink it. Kinetic armor consumes a lot of energy. With the battery in your heart, it can only last for a few minutes at most." Karen immediately poured cold water on your idea. "Moreover, wearing this armor will probably affect your movement. With your strength limited, you can only passively take hits. You'll just be a moving punching bag."

"You underestimate me too much. By the way, have you found out when Miyano Akemi is planning to make her move?" Shinjo stretched his neck.

“The day after tomorrow.” Karen’s monitor displayed photos of several people and a map. “These are the robbers contacted by Akemi Miyano. Also, there’s another piece of information you might be interested in.”

"What news?"

“Pisco, also known as Kenzo Masuyama, chose to make his move on the same day.”

"Is this the result you helped him deduce, or is it his own arrangement?" Xincheng frowned upon hearing this.

“I devised the entire plan and the results of my deductions,” Karen said. “The Metropolitan Police Department’s protection is too tight. If Pisco were to take forceful action, there would be extremely serious casualties on both sides. If we were to take action on the day of the robbery, the police force would definitely be redeployed, and at that time, there would be gaps in the defense around Shigehiko Tomoguchi.”

New City frowned. Pisco was now an ally, and they really couldn't ignore him.

Moreover, he had already pointed out the old man's situation within the organization last time, so now he had no choice but to stand firmly on his side.

However, if the goal is to create an opportunity for Pisco, thereby hindering Miyano Akemi and causing her operation to fail, which would then lead to her being targeted by Gin, this is something Shinjo would not want to see.

“I will then hack into the traffic signal system and paralyze the traffic network to tie up most of the police force,” Karen said. “Those officers who are pulled away will not be able to get to the bank, and similarly, they will not be able to return to support Shigehiko Tomonoku.

“Not enough,” Xincheng said, frowning. “After a police car turns on its siren, it can ignore traffic rules. When there aren’t many cars on the road, it’s not very effective.”

“There’s another railway line in the city. I can stop it on the tracks. If the signal lights are wrong, JR should be able to stop the train on the spot to avoid an accident.” Karen’s virtual avatar appeared on the screen. “If you’re really worried, why don’t you go yourself? With your skills, it should be easy for you to cause trouble for the Metropolitan Police Department.”

"That's exactly what I was thinking. Let's print out all the materials and see where we should start."

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Two days later, Siling Bank

Hirota Masami kept checking her watch. The head office car had arrived at the parking lot 30 minutes ago, but those guys still hadn't sent her any messages. What were they doing? Of the 20 billion yen this time, more than 10 billion yen was in paper money. Moving that money shouldn't take much time.

Those idiots probably don't want to take the change too, do they? Even if they steal a lot of money, Gin won't appreciate it at all.

If it takes too long and the security personnel in charge of the handover notice, or if the next branch asks about it, the situation will be quite bad, and I will have to go and check it out myself.

Conan put down his comic book magazine with some boredom. These comics for children were really boring; it was better not to read them at all.

Just then, he noticed that the saleswoman at the counter had checked her watch several times. Just as he was about to go over and ask her, Ran and Kogoro Mouri walked over. Kogoro Mouri was beaming, looking like he'd won the lottery.

"Conan, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Ran said to Conan with a smile.

"Have you deposited all the detective fees?" Conan asked the two of them with a smile.

"They've all been deposited!" Kogoro Mori waved his bankbook. "The number of remittances has filled the entire bankbook."

"Great! Let's find a place to have lunch before we go back." Conan naturally wouldn't let this opportunity to take advantage of him slip by.

Just a couple of days ago, Kogoro Mouri was lamenting that Moriarty had blown up the car he rented at the Twilight Villa, earning him a lot of disdainful looks. If it weren't for someone's mercy in promptly providing a substantial compensation to the detectives whose cars had been destroyed, Kogoro Mouri's slump might have lasted for another two weeks.

"Of course we should celebrate this! It's been a long time since I've had a proper midday feast." Kogoro Mouri was already a little "drunk."

"Dad~" Xiaolan's voice was a little unfriendly, "Shouldn't we be talking about lunch right now?"

"Um... my savings account is full, I need to get a new one." Kogoro Mouri said sheepishly in the face of his daughter's questioning.

"That drunkard..." Conan's eyes revealed a mixture of helplessness and disdain.

However, Kogoro Mouri's mood improved considerably upon seeing Masami Hirota at the counter. He placed one hand on the counter and asked in a flippant manner, "Miss!"

Chapter 94 Counterfeit Goods and the Massacre

"Yes!" Hirota Masami, who was just about to leave her workstation, was startled by Kogoro Mouri and immediately perked up.

"Could you please keep this one for me and get a new one?" As he spoke, he deliberately showed off his new all-ceramic braces.

"I'm so sorry, sir, could you please go over there and get a number? Please come back when it's your turn, okay?"

"Looks like we have to queue up to get it done, right?" Kogoro Mouri was still grinning foolishly, completely unaware that his daughter behind him was now surrounded by an extremely tense atmosphere.

Just as Mori was calling out "Number plate! Number plate!" as he headed towards the reservation counter, Masami Hirota simply placed a "Temporarily Away from Counter" sign on the counter. The speed was so fast that even Conan, who was about to approach her, didn't have time to react.

When Kogoro Mouri saw the sign for the temporary vacancy at the counter, he was completely taken aback.

Just as Conan was about to say something, he saw a familiar face outside the door. His mind immediately went into overdrive. Tetsuo Shinjo, why was he here?

However, he immediately realized that Xincheng should still have the antidote, so he greeted Xiaolan and rushed over.

At the intersection, Xincheng sat in a car, watching "himself" walk past the entrance of Siling Bank, his mind blank.

He never imagined that one day he would be impersonated. He once impersonated Kurosawa Jin, drawing the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department to Kurosawa Jin, which led to Gin being investigated by the Metropolitan Police Department for quite some time.

But he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly. A robbery was taking place in the parking lot, and if that imposter went there... he was doomed. He had to stop him.

"What does this guy want?" Shinjo's face turned green when he saw Conan chasing after him from the door.

This kid is probably going to get the antidote. The one impersonating him is definitely someone from the organization. If this hothead rushes to that imposter for the antidote, not only will his identity as Shinichi Kudo be exposed, but he and Shiho Miyano will also be in danger.

"Where is Akemi Miyano now?" Shinjo asked immediately.

“Three minutes ago, Akemi Miyano arrived at the parking lot and was helping the robbers transfer the change,” Karen said. “Now it’s all loaded into the car, and they’re ready to escape.”

"Can you get through to her on the phone? Or even just on a certain frequency?" Xincheng's face turned green as he watched the imposter approaching the parking lot.

"Connecting." Karen immediately began hacking into the communications satellite.

Soon, Xincheng heard a dial tone, followed by the sound of the call being disconnected. When he tried to call back, the phone was switched off.

Inside the parking lot, Miyano Akemi said to Kaizuka beside her, "We have enough money. Let's leave quickly. If we get noticed, we won't be able to get away."

“Okay!” Beizuka nodded, then locked the car door and got into the driver’s seat.

On the other side, Masami Hirota sat directly in the back seat and began transferring the cash from the aluminum box into bags, making it easier to escape later by changing cars. The paper money was fine, but the two bags of loose change were a bit of a problem. Who knows what these two guys were thinking, why they even had to take the loose change?

Just as the car was about to leave the parking lot, the security guard, Kishii, suddenly shouted, "Help! Someone's robbing us!"

Conan watched the departing car, hesitated for only a moment, then activated his solar-powered skateboard and chased after it.

It was at this moment that the imposter, who had heard the guard shouting, walked over with several passersby, including Kogoro Mouri and Ran Mouri, who had just left the bank.

Shinjo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Kogoro Mouri greeting the imposter. Kogoro's information was limited, so it didn't matter if everything was exposed.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone, tapped a number, and quickly found one.

Seeing several missed calls, Xincheng hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to call back directly.

The imposter from before was too perfect in disguise. Very few people in the organization have this kind of skill. In addition, considering the information Amuro Tooru gave me, it can only be Vermouth, who just arrived in Japan.

She realized that she had caused too much trouble in Japan, which was why Gin had called her in to help her find a way to restrain herself.

Over there, the imposter reached into his coat pocket, took out his phone, glanced at it, then apologized to Kogoro Mouri and left. Shinjo's call was also disconnected.

At that moment, Xiaolan rushed over from outside.

"Dad, are those two guards alright?" Xiaolan asked hesitantly, looking at the guards on the ground. "Should we call an ambulance?"

"It's not that serious yet, he was just knocked unconscious." Kogoro Mouri shook his head. "But just now, I ran into Shinjo, that guy was acting a bit strange today."

"Something's strange?"

"Yeah, this guy was too polite today, and he didn't seem to care at all about the bank robbery," Kogoro Mouri said, frowning. "If it were before, he would have been the first to rush in if something like this happened. By the way, where's Conan?"

"Conan and I thought the air in the bank was too bad, so we wanted to come out for some fresh air." Ran was also taken aback, then looked around, "Where is he?"

"If you're talking about the little boy with the skateboard, he's probably chasing after the robbers' car," a passerby said. "You should call the police right away. I heard those two robbers are armed; it's very dangerous."

Meanwhile, Shiratori Ninzaburo, who was protecting Shigehiko Tomonoku at the Tomonoku residence, received a call from the First Investigation Division, and a troubled expression appeared on his face. After exchanging a few words, he spoke to one of his subordinates before getting back into his car.

Not long after, two of the four police cars parked in front of the Tunkou family's house drove away, and all the police cars parked at the back door drove away.

A bank robbery is a serious crime no matter where it happens. The Metropolitan Police Department might ask the First Investigation Division to solve the case within a limited time. It's best to dispatch elite officers to search the bank as soon as possible.

Shortly after the police cars drove away, a violent explosion occurred in the back courtyard of the Tonguchi family's residence. Flames shot straight up to the roof, visible from outside the yard, and the wooden roof was instantly engulfed in flames.