I'm in Detective Conan, but it's a chaotic battlefield.

Chen Nuo: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline handed Chen Nuo a business card.

Chen Nuo took it and looked at it.

The business card reads – Takakura Law Firm, Takakura Bunta.

"A lawyer?" Chen Nuo asked, puzzled. "Are you in cahoots with them?"

Chen Nuo had heard of this kind of thing before; he had seen many similar scenes in Japanese dramas he watched in his previous life.

This group, known as "law wolves," specializes in working for large conglomerates and yakuza groups, providing them with unjust defenses in exchange for exorbitant rewards.

I never expected that such a character would exist in the world of Detective Conan.

"These people broke into my house without permission with malicious intent. This is self-defense," Chen Nuo said, trying to seize the initiative.

Bunta Takakura quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, your understanding of legitimate self-defense is not thorough enough. Let me explain the specifics to you..."

Then, this guy actually stood at the entrance of the dojo and started explaining the legal regulations to Chen Nuo.

During the process, the man in the suit who was lying on the ground tried to get up several times, but Takakura Bunta stopped him with his eyes, preventing him from receiving treatment.

These lawyers are usually deeply tied to the yakuza groups they work with.

Therefore, he actually held a very high position within the Yakuza organization. It is estimated that Takakura Bunta wanted to exchange one of the man in the suit's eyes for this dojo, which occupied a considerable area.

It sounds cruel, but it's actually quite normal in the yakuza world.

His general idea was that the person who broke into the dojo was indeed trespassing, but the guy in the suit didn't go in, so it was Chen Nuo who attacked the innocent passerby.

As for the man in the suit being in cahoots with the yakuza inside?

Takakura Bunta laughed and said, "I have a million ways to prove that there is no relationship between them. Can you prove that you didn't blind him? His eyes are covered with your fingerprints."

His disgusting smile made Chen Nuo want to knock his teeth out too.

But just then, two cool, soft little hands grabbed his arm.

On the left is Shiho Miyano, and on the right is Ran Mouri.

Chen Nuo first turned his attention to Shiho Miyano, because he felt that there must be a reason why Sherry stopped him from taking action.

Shiho Miyano leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't make a big fuss. You can't do anything too outrageous given your status. If all else fails, ask those people to help you handle it."

That group of people was obviously referring to Gin and his crew.

Chen Nuo nodded, thinking to himself that he was just a pawn in the organization, pretending to be a normal person.

I've obtained another useful piece of information about their identity.

To avoid being overheard, Shiho Miyano leaned very close to the other person.

Her soft, brown hair, damp with sweat, clung to her fair skin, and the fragrance emanating from her body seemed even stronger than before.

Chen Nuo subconsciously sniffed.

When Shiho Miyano noticed, she blushed and pushed him away.

At that moment, a sharp, stabbing pain came from my right arm.

Chen Nuo then remembered that there was a "childhood sweetheart" here, so he turned his head to look at Ran Mouri.

However, Xiaolan had been craning her neck to eavesdrop on their conversation out of curiosity.

Chen Nuo suddenly turned around and almost bumped into her face.

He felt as if something soft had slid across his lips, or perhaps nothing at all.

However, when he pursed his lips, he could taste a faint, sweet fruity flavor.

Like a frightened little animal, Xiaolan let go of his arm and stood far away, a faint blush rising on her fair cheeks.

"Um... if we go through legal proceedings, I can ask my mother for help."

Immediately, the image of Eri Kisaki, the aloof and haughty lady with black-rimmed gold glasses, flashed into Chen Nuo's mind.

However, after thinking about it, he politely declined Xiaolan's help.

He felt that even if Eri helped him win the case, there was no guarantee that these people wouldn't come looking for trouble later. Although Chen Nuo didn't take them to heart, being constantly bothered by these people was still affecting his mood.

In comparison, Gin's method was much more effective.

I guess they'll just use a bomb?

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Not long after, the police arrived at the scene. After collecting some evidence, they waited for the legal process to begin.

This kind of case is different from a murder case. On the surface, both sides seem to be in the right, so it comes down to whose lawyer is more capable.

However, the evidence at the scene was somewhat unfavorable to Chen Nuo, because the group of yakuza members had failed to cause him any harm.

They were the ones who got hurt. Chen Nuo's side didn't suffer any losses. The only damaged wall was cracked by Ran Mouri in her anger because that yakuza refused to cooperate.

Ran Mouri felt a little embarrassed about this.

She secretly called Eri Kisaki and asked her to take on the job.

Chen Nuo initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Moli Ran's stubborn appearance, he figured it would take a lot of persuasion to convince her.

Moreover, he felt that given Gin's efficiency, the Kazama Group would soon be wiped out from the world.

Since the person is gone, the lawsuit will probably just fizzle out, right? So he didn't take it to heart.

After the police arrived, Shiho Miyano quietly left, saying she was worried about being questioned by the police and having her story recorded.

Chen Nuo originally wanted to take this opportunity to explain his identity to Ran Mouri.

But Ran Mouri suddenly received a call from Conan, who said that he had a terrible stomachache and that Kogoro Mouri had gone on a date with a woman he met at the art museum.

Ran had no choice but to leave in a hurry and rush back to take Conan to the hospital.

After the matter was settled, the temple became quiet again.

Chen Nuo finished cooking the curry that Shiho Miyano had only half-cooked and ate dinner alone. After cleaning up the dishes, he called Gin.

"What is it?" Gin's icy voice came through the microphone.

"Brother, a group of people are trying to cause me trouble." Chen Nuo got straight to the point.

Gin's breathing became noticeably heavier: "When did this happen? Are you safe now? Do they know who you are?"

Gin nervously asked three questions in a row, and Chen Nuo sensed a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

If there's a risk of him leaking the organization's secrets, Gin would definitely eliminate him without hesitation, right?

"It's safe for now. I just got rid of those people," Chen Nuo explained.

Gin: "Is he from the FBI?"

"No."

"People from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Not at all."

"Who is that person?"

Chen Nuo thought for a moment: "It seems to be called the Kazama Group. They are a group of yakuza from Beika Town."

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly breathing heavily, suppressing their anger.

Gin said coldly, "Did that stupid woman Sherry not control your dosage properly? Why are you asking me about something like that?"

“But brother, I’m just worried about causing trouble for the organization,” Chen Nuo said.

There was a few seconds of silence.

“Not so fast lately, the organization is short-handed. You'll have to figure it out yourself,” Gin said. “Be careful not to leak any information about the organization, otherwise…”

"Okay, big brother, don't worry."

Chen Nuo was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute." Gin seemed to suddenly remember something, and he said reluctantly, "A sum of money will be sent to your account later. It's your recent activity fund. Use this money to figure out how to solve this problem."

"money?"

"That's right, haven't you always wanted to become a formal peripheral member? Consider this your test," Gin said calmly. "How to solve problems encountered in real life using conventional methods without revealing your identity as an organization member."

Only when you are assured of this ability will the organization assign you more important tasks.

After saying that, Gin hung up the phone.

Chen Nuo vaguely heard gunshots and screams over there. It seemed that even at this late hour, Gin was still working hard to raise funds for the organization. He truly deserved to be called the distillery's model worker.

As for the assessment Gin mentioned, there are also conventional methods that are appropriate for his status.

"Going straight to their door and beating them into submission is a standard tactic, isn't it?" Chen Nuo thought to himself.

As the heir to a kendo dojo, it should be normal for me to have this ability, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang again.

It was a text message from Xiaolan.

Before leaving, Xiaolan exchanged phone numbers with Chen Nuo, saying it was about the case and that she might need to meet with her mother to discuss it later.

Chen Nuo opened the text message.

The gist of the story is that after hearing Ran's account of the case, Eri Kisaki wanted to talk to Chen Nuo in person to confirm some details so that she could better find a direction for her defense.

Chen Nuo thought for a moment. Based on the strength he tested that afternoon, he was not yet capable of single-handedly storming the door and wiping out the entire group of yakuza. If the other side had guns, it might be even more troublesome.

It'll probably take another level of skill upgrade for the cheat program to work.

He decided to let Eri Kisaki stall for time, so he texted Ran back, asking her when they could meet.

Ran Mouri: [My parents are going to the World's Greatest Night Festival, so let's go together the day after tomorrow.]

Is this a date?

Chen Nuo vaguely sensed the hidden scheme behind this short text.

However, there seems to be a case at the World's Number One Night Festival. If we could capture another soul to mine together, the efficiency would probably be much higher, right?

After thinking for a moment, Chen Nuo accepted Ran Mouri's invitation.