Conan, I'm an actor

Almost the entire First Investigation Division and the SWAT team of the Metropolitan Police Department were mobilized, and a police helicopter hovered overhead, its searchlights illuminating the hotel blindingly.

"What happened?" Miyano Akemi asked nervously.

“Don’t ask me, I don’t know either, but you might be able to ask your ex-boyfriend.” Shinjo shrugged. “He’s an FBI agent, and he might be afraid we’ll kill him, so he might have chosen this method to save his life.”

Akemi Miyano opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.

At that moment, a dozen armored vehicles and police cars formed two lines of defense on the main road in front of the Beika Hotel, completely blocking the section of road in front of the hotel.

Only vehicles going to Beika Restaurant are allowed to pass; passing by is not permitted. Furthermore, entering Beika Restaurant requires verification of identification documents.

"Boss, should we go in now?" Vodka asked hesitantly, looking at the checkpoint in front of him.

“Go back naturally, and don’t attract the attention of those people up ahead,” Gin said, frowning.

Both he and Vodka had identification documents to prove their identities. In the past, they wouldn't have worried about having their documents checked, since their organization operated in secrecy and they weren't afraid to deal with police officers.

However, ever since that bastard impersonated him and showed up at the crime scene, the name Kurosawa Jin has been on the Metropolitan Police Department's radar, making him an extremely important suspect, practically wanted by the police.

"With so many police officers, this operation in Cognac might be in trouble," Vodka asked with some concern.

"Notify Chianti and Cohen that if he's caught, find a way to kill him," Gin coldly ordered.

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall upstairs, many political and business figures had gathered at the windows to observe the situation below.

The younger men wanted to drive away from this troublesome place, but before they could even leave, a large group of police officers rushed in from outside, all of them armed to the teeth.

The police officers didn't say a word; they just stood silently around the banquet hall, hands behind their backs, staring directly at the guests in the center of the hall.

"What exactly do these police officers want?" Akemi Miyano whispered in Shinjo's ear.

"I don't know, why don't you go ask them?" Xincheng replied with a smile.

"Are you kidding me?" Akemi Miyano rolled her eyes. "Aren't you afraid of being arrested as a suspect?"

“Everyone here is curious, and no one will suspect you if you ask. It would be a problem if you weren’t curious.” Xincheng shook his head, then picked up a wine glass and walked up to a policeman to ask him questions.

Chapter 115 Images of the Death Scene

As she watched Cognac walk toward the police, Akemi Miyano took a deep breath and followed closely behind him.

She was stopped halfway there by a man. The blond foreign man in front of her gave her a dangerous feeling, exactly the same feeling as those people in the organization.

Just as she was about to reach into her coat pocket, she suddenly realized that she had changed her clothes when she came in.

Because there was no place to conceal the gun in her evening gown, she tucked it into a holster on her thigh. At that moment, it was impossible to draw the gun without anyone noticing.

“Ireland, she’s my date.” Xincheng noticed the situation and said, “Don’t do anything unnecessary.”

Ireland hesitated for a moment, then turned and left, much to Miyano Akemi's relief.

Xincheng had already returned from the police station, clearly having failed in his attempt to strike up a conversation.

He knew, of course, who had brought these officers there, and he also knew why his attempt to strike up a conversation had failed.

The person who arranged these police officers was Amuro Tooru from the Public Security Bureau's Security Planning Division, with the aim of quickly sealing off and setting up the scene after he completed his mission. As for the reason for the failed attempt to pick him up—these police officers themselves didn't know their purpose for coming, so naturally they wouldn't reveal it to such a flamboyant young master.

"Who is he?" Mingmei asked through gritted teeth, watching Ireland's departing figure.

“Irish liquor, a friend of mine who organized this party.” Newtown looked around and quickly spotted the man standing with Judy.

He took out his phone, glanced at the time, and sent a text message to Shuichi Akai. Then he led Akemi Miyano toward the wine cellar below the Beika Hotel.

On a street not far from the Beika Hotel, a Porsche 356A was parked quietly.

"Why is Irish liquor at the party, and the way he acted just now..." Vodka said cautiously, "...he seems to have a special relationship with Cognac."

“That guy Pisco stands with Cognac. As Pisco’s junior, it’s natural for him to be closer to Cognac.” Gin wasn’t surprised by this.

In his view, neither Cognac nor Piscose could be considered anything more than a clown.

The cognac is better stored away, though it might be a little more troublesome. But Pisque, all he has is money and status; how many big shots have been manipulated and assassinated by organizations?

"Should we...?"

“There’s no need for that right now.” Gin shook his head. “Pisker is still somewhat useful at this stage, at least until everyone on that list is lost at sea.”

When Pisco approached him yesterday, he had seen the plan and couldn't find a single flaw in it, so he had to give Pisco some support.

He originally wanted to find an excuse to kill this old guy, but now it seems that the old guy is still somewhat useful, at least he's not stupid. He just doesn't know why, but he feels that this idea didn't come from Pisk.

The monitor screen showed a slight, wavy flicker, and this flickering was intensifying.

Gin frowned, and just as he was about to make a call to remind Cognac, the monitor in front of him returned to normal.

"That was..."

"It's possible that the video transmission was interfered with by passing through the power distribution room or some other place." Gin looked at the screen in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

In the scene, Shinjo hands a gun to Akemi Miyano, demanding that she personally eliminate Shuichi Akai. Miyano initially points the gun at Akai, but never fires, eventually even pointing it at cognac.

After Cognac reminded her that her sister was still in the organization's hands, Miyano Akemi finally steeled herself and fired at Akai Shuichi. However, it missed a vital spot. Just as Akai Shuichi tried to retaliate, Cognac opened fire, the short-barreled shotgun sending both of them flying.

Shuichi Akai's face was instantly covered in blood and gore. Akemi Miyano, because she hadn't been hit in any vital areas, was still struggling. She tried to shoot back, but was restrained by Cognac and forced to swallow APTX-4869.

After doing all this, Cognac picked up the pistol that Miyano Akemi had dropped on the ground and fired continuously at the spirits stored in the cellar. Rows of bottles were smashed one after another, and the liquor spilled directly onto the ground.

After emptying two magazines, Cognac reloaded with a new magazine and fired a few more shots at the corpse on the ground.

Gunshot wounds were found on the back of the heads and backs of the hearts of both corpses, with blood and tissue fluid splattering out. However, neither corpse moved, indicating that they were completely dead.

After doing all this, Cognac struck a match and threw it on the ground. The blue flame immediately spread along the liquid to the liquor rack, the ground, and the corpse on the ground.

There's no need to watch any further in the video. It's a clean and efficient murder to cover up the crime, followed by a final blow.

"Were those last few shots necessary?" Vodka asked hesitantly.

"I think he must have been on the battlefield and is used to finishing off enemy corpses." Gin turned off the monitor. He had no more doubts about the deaths of Shuichi Akai and Akemi Miyano. "Have they arrived yet?"

"We've arrived." Vodka put down the phone.

The car quickly fell silent, but the tranquility was soon broken by a passing fire truck.

Meanwhile, room 1407 of the Beika Hotel

"How are you feeling?" Shinjo asked with a smile, looking at Miyano Akemi in front of him.

At this moment, Akemi Miyano is wearing a child's outfit, and her body has transformed into that of a child.

"Is this the drug developed by that organization?" Shuichi Akai asked, staring at Shinjo. "Why would they give her this drug?"

“She’s not you, you can’t hide.” Xincheng shook his head. “You’re a professionally trained agent who can disguise yourself and lie in wait for a long time. She can’t. She received relevant training when she was young, and apart from her shooting skills, her other scores are terrible. If the organization finds out she’s still alive, we’ll all be in danger.”

When Shinjo mentioned her grades, Mingmei's face fell, and she seemed very unhappy.

"Here are your identification documents, Akemi Sera." Shinjo placed a package in front of Akemi. "From her birth certificate to her school enrollment certificate, everything is arranged. If you want to stay in Japan, report to your new school next Monday. If you don't want to stay in Japan, I can help you arrange a school in the United States..."

"Can't I just not go to school?" Akemi said, frowning. "I'm an adult now, going to elementary school... this is..."

“Children should be self-aware like children.” Xincheng threw a schoolbag onto the bed. “These are your review materials and workbooks.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Shinjo peeked through the peephole and only opened the door after seeing it was Amuro Tooru.

“Our men are already inside, and the two bodies have been disposed of.” Amuro Tooru pointed to Shinjo’s neck. “What about that thing?”

“I’ve already taken it off.” Shinjo stretched his neck. “Wearing this thing was quite uncomfortable.”

"How did you manage to fool Gin?" Amuro Tooru asked, a puzzled look on his face.

Xincheng simply took out a memory card and said, "Import the pre-made video into the collar, cut the screen, and it'll be just like a movie. Here's the video, but we'll need your help to edit it on the spot."

“No need, it’s already been completely destroyed.” Amuro Tooru shook his head, but he still took the memory card. “I’ll destroy this to prevent it from being seen by someone with malicious intent and causing unnecessary trouble.”

Chapter 116 Inspector Megure's Test

News of the fire in the Beika Hotel's wine cellar quickly made headlines across major media outlets, which continued to follow the story closely.

With officers from the Metropolitan Police Department present at the scene, the cause of the fire was quickly determined: it was arson.

In addition, two unidentified bodies, a man and a woman, were found at the scene, along with burnt gun parts. Just as the police were about to continue their investigation, public security officers entered the scene and took over the follow-up work.

"Inspector Megure, what are you thinking about?" Shiratori Renzaburo asked, somewhat puzzled, looking at his superior's serious expression.

"What gun are you talking about? How could the outer casing be burned so clean?" Inspector Megure asked with a serious expression.

"You mean the gun body is made of plastic?"

Megure nodded and walked towards the door. He'd just given away two handguns with extensive use of plastic parts a few days ago. He hoped the handgun found at the scene wasn't among them, but he knew it was wishful thinking, given the police's deep involvement in this case.

Not long after the Metropolitan Police Department left, Shuichi Akai, disguised as Subaru Okiya, drove Akemi, who had shrunk, away from the Beika Hotel. When they passed Jodie, Akai didn't even glance at her.

Inside room 1407, Shinjo had Pisco and his men replace everything that needed replacing, and only went home after confirming that nothing more could be found.

As he was leaving, he glanced at the tall buildings on one side, where Chianti and Cohen were holding two sniper rifles and staring in his direction.

“That guy seems to have spotted us,” Cohen said suddenly in a deep voice.

"How is that possible? It's at least 600 meters from the restaurant entrance. How could it be possible with the naked eye..." Chianti suddenly stopped mid-sentence, trembling all over, "That guy, he's asking for it!"

Cohen looked at the internationally recognized hand gesture in the scope. "Looks like I was right. That guy really did see us."

"I'm going to kill that guy, he's just as annoying as Vermouth!" Chianti said, but she still rationally put away her sniper rifle.

The police officers outside the Beika Hotel hadn't left yet. If she fired now, it would be like walking into a trap. Gin would definitely not send a helicopter to rescue her; she knew that much.

Shinjo returned directly to the detective agency after completing the mission. Koshimizu was already back and working in front of the computer.

"Still not off work so late?" Xincheng hung his coat on a hanger, leaned over to the computer, and frowned as he looked at the content on it. "What is this? A website?"

"Well, business at the detective agency hasn't been good lately." Yue Shui nodded. "I'm not well-known, and newspaper ads are too expensive, so I'm thinking of trying to find some business online."

“That’s a good idea.” Shinjo nodded. “By the way, we’re going on a trip in a couple of days, a hot spring trip. This time we’re going with Kogoro Mouri. You can learn from him.”

"Study? What's there to learn from that uncle?" Yue Shui looked up with some confusion.

She had seen that uncle when she went to the Twilight Villa, but he didn't have any outstanding qualities and there seemed to be nothing worth learning from him.

“Confidence, you know?” Xincheng said with a smile. “Even if you’re not confident, you pretend to be calm.”

"I know." Yue Shui was a little speechless. "By the way, that brat came again today. Do you want to see him? I feel uncomfortable whenever I see that face."

"We'll see each other in a couple of days, no rush." ​​Xincheng stretched. "I'm going to sleep now, I'm really exhausted today."