Conan, I'm an actor

“What this guy is going to do in the future is even more exciting than that bomber.” Xincheng shook his head. “He’s a super obsessive-compulsive, and he’s caused quite a bit of trouble.”

"Aren't you going to stop him?" Karen asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Stop him? Why stop him?" Shinjo stroked his chin. "He's caused quite a stir lately, so this guy can help draw some attention away from him."

"Should we ask him to recommend a construction company?"

"Reusing waste is not out of the question."

"Oh, by the way, there's something I need to tell you. That kid named Conan Edogawa has called you over a dozen times, but I've blocked them all," Kallen said. "Do you want to go check on him?"

"Never mind, I know why he wanted to see me." Xincheng shook his head.

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Before we knew it, it was time for the tea party.

Kogoro Mouri led Conan and Ran directly to the entrance of the Moriya Mansion. As soon as they arrived, they were shocked by the luxurious mansion in front of them. It was hard to imagine that such a mansion existed in Tokyo, where land is so expensive.

Even the Kudo family's residence appears extremely shabby compared to this place.

"Wow, it's huge!" Xiaolan exclaimed involuntarily.

"This is indeed traditional 17th-century British architecture from the Stuart dynasty," Kogoro Mori said confidently, puffing out his chest and protruding his belly.

"Dad, I didn't know you knew so much about architecture!" Xiaolan said in surprise.

Conan looked at the uncle with some surprise, not expecting that the drunkard would know this.

“People used to call your dad the walking library,” Kogoro Mouri said with great pride. “Now look at your left and right sides.”

Ran Mouri seemed to have noticed something. She walked to the fountain and said excitedly, "Look, if you stand right in the middle, the left and right sides look exactly the same! The garden and the buildings are the same too!"

“This kind of architecture is what is called a symmetrical design. Professor Moriya lived in England until high school. So his obsession with classical symmetrical architectural style…” Kogoro Mouri seemed to pause a bit.

Just as he was about to take out the cheat sheet to take a look, he discovered that it was gone.

"It's something that's hard for ordinary people to understand, you could even say it's a bit like obsessive-compulsive disorder. His original name was Moriya Sadaharu, but he changed it to Teiji because Sadaharu was asymmetrical." A familiar voice sounded behind him, "Hey Kogoro, you're still the same as always, you've looked up all the information and memorized it a bit."

"Shin... Shinjo, what are you doing here?" Kogoro Mouri looked a little embarrassed as his gaze was fixed on the small notebook in Shinjo's hand—his cheat sheet.

"Dad~" Xiaolan looked at her father with some disdain.

"Hey Shinjo, we're classmates, can't you give me some face in front of my daughter?" Kogoro Mouri said, rubbing his hands together. "At least don't expose me to her face."

"I'll remember that, I won't call you out on it in person next time." Shinjo handed the cheat sheet directly to Kogoro Mouri. "However, what's said online is ultimately a bit one-sided. Professor Moriya's obsessive-compulsive disorder only intensified after he turned 30 and won the Best Newcomer Award from the Architectural Association. Before that, it was still manageable, as he was bound by the constraints of the architectural firm and the law. Now, with his fame, special cases are handled on a case-by-case basis."

Chapter 162 The Decryption Game at the Tea Party

Everyone smiled. In Japan, talented people often receive unexpected privileges.

"By the way, Uncle Shinjo, why are you here?" Conan asked, somewhat puzzled. "And where's Sister Koshimizu?"

“Yue Shui has been feeling unwell lately and needs to rest.” Shinjo lit a cigarette. “As for me, I’m here to ask Mr. Moriya to help me introduce some construction teams. I have a few projects that need to start, but I lack experienced construction teams.”

Just then, Kenzo Masuyama walked up from behind and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"

“This is the famous detective who has recently gained a lot of fame, Sleeping Kogoro, whose full name is Kogoro Mouri.” Shinjo said, pointing to Kogoro Mouri. “We were classmates in the police academy. After working as a policeman for a few years, he got bored and switched to being a detective.”

"Hello, Kogoro Mouri, nice to meet you." Kogoro Mouri extended his hand.

"Hello, my name is Kenzo Masuyama." Kenzo Masuyama extended his hand and shook hands with Mori. "This is my business card."

"You're that big shot in the automotive and financial world, the one who's known as the 'Japanese Automotive Industry'..."

"Oh, that's just media hype. I was just lucky to catch the wave of the automotive industry's growth." Kenzo Masuyama waved his hand and said very modestly, "I can't compare to a famous detective like Mr. Mori. If I had Mr. Mori's intelligence, my achievements would far exceed what I have now."

"No, no."

Xincheng shook his head. Although he looked down on Pisco, he had to admit that Pisco was still very useful in this situation. At least he couldn't do such a smooth-talking business compliment.

Just then, Teiji Moriya came out of the room and, upon seeing Kenzo Masuyama, quickly walked over and gave him a big hug.

“Professor Moriya, this is my friend, Mr. Shinjo.” Kenzo Masuyama introduced Shinjo with a smile. “He has several large projects to undertake recently, which are very difficult to construct, so he needs your help to introduce some capable construction teams.”

"It's nothing, Masuyama-kun's friend is my friend, Moriya's friend." Moriya extended his hand and shook hands with Shinjo. "I wonder what kind of project Mr. Shinjo wants to undertake?"

“Building skyscrapers on islands is probably even more difficult than this,” Shinjo said with a smile. “The bridge between Honshu Island and the unnamed island was recently an investment of our company, and we will be building on the unnamed island later.”

Kenzo Masuyama and Teiji Moriya's expressions changed. As insiders, they naturally knew about the cross-sea bridge.

This matter caused quite a stir in the business world at the time. The company that invested in the cross-sea bridge was not only financially strong but also had tremendous influence. It only took them a week to complete the extremely complicated approval process.

At the time, everyone was speculating about which company was behind it and had done some investigation, but the company behind it was too mysterious and left no clues.

"So that bridge was invested in by your company. I wonder if I could participate in the architectural design?" Teiji Moriya said with a smile. "If it's inconvenient, how about we cooperate again next time?"

This is clearly a client who doesn't lack money. As an architect who wants to leave behind more famous buildings, it's natural to try and secure such a wealthy patron. Even if it doesn't work out this time, there's always next time.

“Of course, our company plans to build a landmark building in Tokyo,” Shinjo said with a smile. “If Mr. Moriya is interested, we can talk about it later, but I’m a bit busy these past month, so let’s set it for a month from now.”

That's wonderful.

Looking at the smile on Moriya Teiji's face, Shinjo secretly shook his head. It's hard to say where you'll be in a month.

"What are you planning to do? That money isn't..."

“You can only spend money when you’re alive. If you’re dead, all the money belongs to others.” Xincheng shook his head. “I plan to build a base on that island. If that day really comes, I can still defend the island.”

“You really are…” Masuyama Kenzo hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter, “You are very farsighted.”

Shinjo looked at Kenzo Masuyama, then at Conan who was eavesdropping on their conversation, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This old guy probably didn't take Conan seriously; with this attitude, things were bound to go wrong sooner or later. No wonder the boss had Gin get rid of him.

Soon, the group arrived at the garden, led by Teiji Moriya.

"Come on, don't be shy, everyone, please spend the afternoon here." Moriya Teiji extended his hand, gesturing for them to join in.

By this time, a group of people had gathered around, mostly businessmen and politicians, whose target was naturally Kenzo Masuyama, who was also an insider.

"Uncle Shinjo, is that Kenzo Masuyama...?" Conan asked, tugging at Shinjo's trouser leg.

“Yes.” Shinjo stretched his neck. “But you’d better not provoke him, at least not until he’s cornered by the organization. He’s still loyal to the organization, and my relationship with him is just a simple partnership.”

Conan couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "Are there many such important figures in that organization?"

“Most of them are cooperative relationships, you could say they have some connection.” Shinjo gave Conan a hard tap on the head. “You’re here to enjoy afternoon tea today, not to investigate cases. Focus.”

"Why do you have to be so focused on enjoying afternoon tea?" Conan muttered, but he still didn't dare to ask Shinjo for details, since he would need to "borrow" the antidote from him later.

"Are all these desserts handmade?" Xiaolan's voice came from the side.

“Of course, this is a formal afternoon tea party,” Teiji Moriya said, his hands behind his back. “Of course, we should serve our guests handmade sweets. Please make yourselves at home.”

With a joyful expression on her face, Xiaolan picked up a cookie and began to eat it.

"This cookie is delicious!" Xiaolan's face lit up with surprise.

"If you like it, then it's worth it for me to spend the time and effort making it last night," Moriya said with a smile.

Just then, a student from Moriya stood nearby and chimed in.

"That's just my personality; I don't feel comfortable unless I do it myself," Moriya Teiji said, shrugging his shoulders and uttering his favorite phrase.

"I see, those beautiful buildings were born because of this spirit," said a long-haired man who seemed to be a very popular singer recently.

“If it doesn’t have the qualities of beauty, I can’t appreciate that kind of architecture.” Teiji Moriya nodded in agreement. “Young architects today simply lack an awareness of beauty! They need to take a much stronger sense of responsibility for their work.”

Those around him were startled by Moriya Teiji's suddenly raised tone, but they also sincerely admired the professor.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Mori, may I ask you a question?" Teiji Moriya turned to look at Kogoro Mori.

"Ask me questions." Kogoro Mouri swallowed hard.

The research by Teiji Moriya had just given him a shock, and he was still somewhat stunned.

“Yes, because I need to help a company run by three people deduce an internet access password. Since you are the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, you should be able to crack it right away.” Teiji Moriya’s eyes were somewhat amused.

Chapter 163 The Mystery Solved Instantly

murmurs arose from the surrounding crowd; these social elites had heard of this recently rising detective.

Previously, Kogoro Mouri was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle things and would lose face, but after hearing the discussions of these important figures around him, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

“Alright then, please go ahead,” Kogoro Mouri said seriously.

Teiji Moriya took out a stack of postcards from his clothes and handed one to Kogoro Mouri. "This is the information on those three people. The password is a word composed of all three of them, consisting of five hiragana characters. Miss Ran can also take a look. You have three minutes. Everyone else can also take a look."

Shinjo walked up to Kogoro Mouri and handed him a small notebook. "Oh, right, Mouri, here's your memo that I took earlier."

Kogoro Mouri was taken aback. He should have returned the cheat sheet that Shinjo had taken earlier. Upon closer inspection, he noticed the words written on the notepad: Zodiac, Sidekick, Momotaro.

He put away the memo with some doubt, and when he studied Moriya Teiji's topic again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Okay, start now..."

“Isn’t this simple?” Kogoro Mouri said. “Isn’t it just Momotaro? These three zodiac animals are the monkey, the rooster, and the dog. They are all Momotaro’s henchmen.”

Teiji Moriya was unsure where to put the hourglass in his hand, but his embarrassment vanished in an instant, and he opened his arms with delight, "As expected of the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, he's truly amazing."

Conan, standing to the side, was also filled with shock. Although the question was simple, it would take some time to solve. When did Uncle become so smart?

Just then, he noticed that Kogoro Mouri was stuffing the notebook that Shinjo had handed him into his pocket. A look of understanding instantly appeared on his face. It was Mr. Shinjo who deduced this and then told Uncle Mouri the clues. The hint was in the notebook.

However, he quickly rejected his reasoning, because Shinjo had not even looked at the question before.

Even the smartest person couldn't guess the answer without seeing the question.

Just then, Moriya invited Kogoro Mouri to visit his exhibition hall, with Ran and Conan allowed to accompany him. Conan wasn't particularly interested, but Ran was so enthusiastic that he had no choice but to go along.

Just then, Kenzo Masuyama walked up to Shinjo and whispered, "You seem to be quite interested in that family of three."

He had heard from other members of the organization that Shinjo took good care of Kogoro Mouri's family, but he thought it was just a normal friendship. Now it seems that it is much more than that.

"What do you want to say?" Shinjo asked with a half-smile.

“This is your weakness. I think you understand what I mean,” Kenzo Masuyama said very seriously. “Gin is a ruthless man, and I’m afraid he might…”

“If he wants to resort to underhanded tactics, I don’t mind playing along. Of course, the premise is that he can bear the consequences and doesn’t go back to his parents after getting beaten up.” Xincheng slowly walked to an open area and lit a cigarette.

“I was overthinking it,” Kenzo Masuyama sighed. “By the way, do you have any way to help me break away from the organization? I want to make peace with them…”

“Everything you have was given to you by the organization. If you want to leave the organization, it’s impossible to do so without handing over everything.” Shinjo shook his head. “I can’t do it, and neither can Gin.”

Pisco has too much wealth, not just money and real estate, but more importantly, the various hidden wealth brought about by his connections and status.