Conan, I'm an actor

She dared not reveal that Conan was actually Shinichi Kudo. If Kogoro Mouri found out, not only would he be unable to keep it a secret, but the first thing he would do would be to kick Conan out.

Although she harbored deep resentment towards Conan for hiding his identity, she didn't want to see him being kicked out like this.

At this moment, Conan's mind was a complete mess. While the psychological pressure of having his identity exposed was gone, he now faced the pressure of making a living: where would he live next? Continuing to live at the Mouri Detective Agency was definitely out of the question; even if Ran were willing to help him keep it a secret, he didn't have the nerve to do so.

Just then, the detective agency's phone rang.

Not long after Kogoro Mouri went downstairs, he called out to the upstairs, "Ran, Professor Agasa is looking for you!"

Conan was taken aback. Shouldn't Professor Agasa be looking for him? Why was he going to find Ran?

Just then, his phone received a text message from Yukiko Kudo, saying that she was going back to Japan soon and would come to the Mouri Detective Agency to pick him up.

"Even Mom knows!" Conan sighed helplessly.

Before I knew it, it was noon the next day.

An uninvited guest arrived at the Mori Detective Agency downstairs. Wearing sunglasses and a hat, he looked unapproachable and walked straight into the coffee shop. Xiao Zi forced a smile as she took his order, though for some reason, she had a feeling this customer would be difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Amuro Tooru noticed Azusa's predicament and took over her work.

"Here are your sandwiches and hot cocoa." Amuro Tooru placed the food on the table. "If you need anything, just let me know."

"Is working as a waiter in a coffee shop your job?" The mysterious man looked at Amuro Tooru in front of him. "You've been back for so long, and you haven't even sent a message. You've lost that policeman's stupidity, but you've become even more of a scoundrel, Zero."

"Matsuda?" A look of surprise flashed across Amuro Tooru's face, then he asked, "How did you find this place?"

Chapter 171 The Aftermath of the Rice Flower Bomb Case (Part 2)

“Of course, someone else told me.” Matsuda took a sip of his hot cocoa. “Are you free now?”

"The peak season is almost here, so there probably won't be any free time." Amuro Tooru frowned and asked, "Did Shinjo-senpai tell you that?"

"Was your guess accurate?"

"I understand. Please wait a moment. I'll ask the manager for leave once I'm done with this."

"Why are you asking for leave? Can't you just say it here?"

"There are too many irrelevant people here; this place is not suitable."

"Okay, whatever you say goes." Matsuda took a sip of hot cocoa. "It's so sweet. I really can't stand this kind of stuff."

He sat in the coffee shop for four or five hours, until he fell asleep. In his dream, he felt someone poking his cheek, and when he woke up, he saw a familiar face.

"You are..." The face looked familiar, but with his just-woke-up brain, he couldn't remember where he had seen this child before.

"Conan, you can't play pranks," Ran said with a hint of exasperation.

"I just want to see if this police officer is the one who saved us last night. Are you Officer Matsuda?" Conan put his hands on the table. "What happened to the bombs? What happened afterward? Did Teiji Moriya receive the appropriate punishment?"

“Oh, I remember now, you’re the mother and son who were trapped inside the Beika Municipal Center yesterday,” Matsuda Jinpei said smugly. “The case is classified now, I can’t tell you, little one.”

“Mother…mother and son…” Conan’s face turned green.

"My name is Ran Mouri, and I'm a high school student. This is Conan, and he's a student staying at our house." Ran's tone was very tense. "Officer, you must have mistaken me for someone else."

"Really? You look like an old woman to me, I thought you were his mother, sorry, sorry." Matsuda stopped his flirtatious behavior.

He didn't mind teasing the young girl, but for some reason, the feeling he got from the girl in front of him suddenly changed, like facing a bomb about to explode.

Just then, Amuro Tooru walked to the table next to him and started ordering for Kogoro Mouri, saying casually, "They're from the Mouri Detective Agency upstairs. Detective Mouri is practically part of the police force, is it really impossible to reveal that?"

"Is this gentleman a friend of Mr. Amuro?" Conan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, it's just that I'm more interested in the case from last night. I heard that all the fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars in Tokyo gathered downstairs at the Beika Municipal Center last night, as if something really big had happened, but the news didn't explain the details."

"So this is the famous Detective Mori. Then you must be no strangers." Matsuda Jinpei looked at Amuro Tooru with a hint of helplessness. "Yesterday's case was actually designed by the great architect Teiji Moriya. He was dissatisfied with his own work, so he wanted to erase those imperfect works from the world. And he did succeed. Except for the railway bridge, all the other buildings had to be demolished."

"Demolition? Does that include the Mihana Municipal Center?" Conan was taken aback.

"Of course it's included." Kogoro Mouri patted Conan on the head. "What kind of building could withstand such an explosion? The fact that the Beika Municipal Center didn't collapse is already a testament to its excellent construction quality. Now it's definitely a dangerous building, and demolition is inevitable."

"Mr. Mori knows more," Matsuda complimented with a smile. "But the fact that this incident was resolved at such a low cost is really thanks to Mr. Mori and Shinichi Kudo. That Teiji Moriya also got himself into trouble by provoking the Heisei Holmes."

Upon hearing the nickname "Heisei Holmes," Conan's face lit up with a smug expression. However, his smug expression didn't last three seconds before he felt his ears begin to twist 180 degrees.

"Ran, why are you pulling Conan's ear?" Kogoro Mouri frowned and said, "That's not right. Conan didn't do anything wrong. You should apologize to him."

"Ouch, Ran-neechan." Conan put on an innocent expression.

"I'm sorry, Conan. I get so angry just thinking about that bastard Shinichi Kudo. I wanted to hang him up and beat him up. I accidentally pulled your ear. Does it still hurt?" Ran smiled apologetically.

Seeing the smile on Ran's face, Conan immediately shrank back and began to mentally criticize someone's betrayal.

"By the way, why is that Teiji Moriya so obsessed with Shinichi Kudo?" Kogoro Mouri asked with some doubt. "Is it because of his nickname 'Heisei Sherlock Holmes'? I, Kogoro Mouri, am no less so."

Conan's lips twitched. This uncle really had no idea about his own abilities.

"It is said that Teiji Moriya's dream was to create a perfectly symmetrical town. At the time, he had already reached an agreement with the mayor of Nishitama City. The mayor of Nishitama City proposed the town-building plan, and Teiji Moriya served as the designer." Jinpei Matsuda shook his head. "However, before construction began, the mayor of Nishitama City hit and killed a young girl. Originally, his son was supposed to take the blame, but Shinichi Kudo exposed the truth. The mayor of Nishitama City resigned, and the town-building plan was thus aborted. Naturally, he hated the meddlesome Shinichi Kudo."

Conan wore an awkward smile, and upon closer reflection, it seemed there was indeed such a thing.

"So, the people inside that building were actually implicated by this famous detective?"

"That's not how it works. The suspect was the one who made the mistake." Although Kogoro Mouri disliked Shinichi Kudo, it didn't mean he couldn't distinguish right from wrong.

Hearing Kogoro Mouri's words, Ran felt a little better.

“The others have nothing to do with Shinichi Kudo, but Ran Mouri was implicated.” Matsuda shrugged helplessly. “According to Teiji Moriya, he deliberately led Ran to the Beika City Hall to watch a movie because he heard that Ran was Shinichi Kudo’s girlfriend. Moreover, it is said that the bomb was prepared by him for Shinichi Kudo. Even if there were bomb design drawings, there was still a set of red and blue lines at the end, which was a matter of luck.”

"What?" Conan's face turned green.

If Shinjo hadn't shown up, he would have had Ran defuse the bomb. The agonizing feeling of discovering a set of red and blue lines after all the lines on the blueprint had been cut...

"It's said that he heard from Ran that Shinichi Kudo likes red, so he set the blue wire as the detonation circuit." Matsuda Jinpei shrugged. "Normally, when we encounter this situation, we would choose to cut the one we like. Once he cut the red wire, the final result would be the bomb exploding."

"That guy is so cunning," Xiaolan said, frowning.

"I can't take it anymore, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department and teach that guy a lesson." Kogoro Mouri rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to lose his temper.

Chapter 172 The Uses of Bombs and Hospitals

In the end, Kogoro Mouri didn't make it, because Teiji Moriya was no longer with the police. Due to the overwhelming evidence and Moriya's cooperation, he was now in prison. Even if Kogoro had two more lives, he wouldn't dare to go to prison to vent his anger on him.

As he left, Conan glanced at the waiters and customers in the restaurant, his eyes filled with confusion.

Kogoro Mouri has a lot of influence, but Officer Matsuda isn't from the First Investigation Division, so there's no need for him to give Kogoro Mouri face. Besides, he felt that Officer Matsuda seemed to be talking to the waiter, and that the two of them knew each other.

The midday rush passed quickly. Amuro Tooru prepared some food and put it in the display case. After giving Azusa some instructions, he packed his things and left with Matsuda.

The white RX-7 quickly came to a stop at the beach, with the surrounding sandy shore fully visible. Amuro Tooru then stopped.

"Speak, what is it you want with me?"

"There was also a bomb planted on the railway bridge in yesterday's bombing," Matsuda Jinpei said.

“I know, there are five bombs in total.” Amuro Tooru said, looking at the distant sea. “Shinjo-senpai sent you to find me, probably to ask about the purpose of those bombs.”

"Was taking the bomb your idea? Or was it something you planned all along?" Matsuda stared at his classmate and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "What exactly are you planning to do?"

“I have nothing to do with this, but I can guess what he’s going to do with these things.” Amuro Tooru stretched. “I’m off this Sunday. Are you free? If you are, wait for me in the underground parking lot of that hospital.”

"Is it not possible today?" Matsuda asked, frowning.

He's taken a lot of leave these past few days, and his vacation days are almost over. Moreover, he feels this matter should be clarified now, rather than dragging on for a few more days.

“My job makes it inconvenient, and this beach and highway are well-guarded, so it’s very safe.” Amuro Tooru put his hands on his hips, enjoying the sea breeze. “But once we leave this beach, no one knows what might happen.”

"Fine, I got it. I'll be waiting over there. Don't be late, you bastard!" Matsuda kicked the roadside railing viciously. "But there's something else I need to talk to you about today."

"Is there anything else? What is it?" Before Amuro Tooru could react, Matsuda Jinpei grabbed his collar.

He originally intended to counterattack with his own fighting skills, but after seeing the angry expression on Matsuda's face, he loosened his grip and was slammed to the ground.

Before Matsuda could even make a move, he saw three men in black appear from all around him. These men were all holding pistols, and the dark muzzles of their guns were pointed directly at him.

"Don't shoot, he's my friend, we were just fooling around," Amuro Tooru said immediately.

"Excuse me, Mr. Furuya." The leader of the men in black nodded and then retreated several dozen meters away.

"Who are those guys? Why are they carrying handguns, and their handguns shouldn't be standard issue." Matsuda was a little confused.

“He’s my subordinate. He works for the Public Security Bureau now.” Amuro Tooru leaped and landed on his feet. “So, what do you want to ask me?”

"What exactly happened to Jingguang? You were on a mission with Jingguang, and you said he was dead, but there wasn't even a body." Matsuda asked through gritted teeth, "I heard that you and he were infiltrating the same organization, and that Jingguang was killed by those guys."

"Kagemitsu committed suicide." Amuro Tooru had a headache. Needless to say, this information must have come from Shinjo. His senior was good in every way, except that he didn't care about information security at all. He would have to remind him later.

"What reason could there be? Someone as cheerful as Jingguang would never commit suicide, don't lie to me!"

“His identity was exposed, and fearing that he would reveal the secrets of the Public Security Bureau, he chose to commit suicide,” Amuro Tooru said with some helplessness. “That’s the truth. I’m still an undercover agent in that organization.”

"You've been undercover for so long, it's time to close the net, what are you waiting for?"

"The time isn't right yet," Amuro Tooru said with a wry smile.

It's not just not mature yet, it's just beginning!

The thought of this gave Amuro Tooru a headache.

He deleted a portion of the intelligence he obtained from Xincheng last time before reporting it to his work, and that revised intelligence alone attracted great attention from the higher-ups.

Some guys demanded to obtain drug information and samples in the shortest possible time, preferably along with experimental and manufacturing data. Judging from their attitude, it was as if they were about to send the Self-Defense Forces to kidnap the entire research team.

The allure of immortality is simply too great for humans; even the elite cannot resist it.

Fortunately, there were still some people with clear heads, including his superior, Kuroda Heiwa, who directly rejected these unreasonable demands.

However, closing the net in a short time is impossible; at least we have to wait for someone else to develop the drug. As for when the drug will be developed, we don't know.

However, Amuro Tooru wouldn't tell Matsuda about this; he just needed to focus on being a bomb disposal officer.

In a remote part of Tokyo, in a dilapidated little house

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Gin looked at Sherry in front of him, his voice low.

In his hand was a photo published in this morning's newspaper, in which Cognac and Koshimizu Nanatsuki were standing in the center, but that wasn't the point. The point was that Shirley was standing right behind Cognac.

The woman said she was going to seek revenge on Cognac, but she missed such a good opportunity.

“What’s there to explain? Because of an accident, I needed cognac to get out of this predicament. At the time, he was the only one in the mall who could defuse the bomb.” Shiho Miyano looked at Gin in front of her and said calmly, “It’s that simple. What’s there to say?”

Gin was momentarily speechless; it seemed that was indeed the case. However, he still felt something was amiss. "Why not kill Cognac after the bomb was defused?"