I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

"Mr. Randy Hawke."

"Is it true that you said in previous news reports that you would donate half of your performance proceeds to zoos around the world?"

Well known.

Animal performances are extremely harmful to animals, which is why many animal rights activists are dissatisfied with animal shows that involve animals performing.

However, if Randy Hawke were willing to donate half of his income to the zoo and dedicate himself to animal conservation, perhaps this criticism would subside.

This is undoubtedly big news. He had only expressed this idea before. If he could get the exact meaning from this, he would have made a huge profit.

"He's not Mr. Randy Hawke."

Just as James was getting a bit overwhelmed, a child's voice suddenly rang out from the side, attracting the attention of all the reporters.

The Grim Reaper elementary school student, dressed in a blue suit, came into their line of sight.

Just seeing Conan's figure sent a chill down their spines, as if something bad was about to happen.

Immediately, everyone was filled with awe and respect.

“This foreign uncle is my brother’s friend. Look, my brother is still waiting for us over there.”

Conan put his hands in his pockets, smiled, and then looked at James, seeking confirmation.

"Am I right, Uncle Jack?"

James Black: ?

It's a little strange that you call me that, but it's not impossible if it's to get out of this situation...

He immediately agreed and said...

"Yes, yes, I am Jack."

"I came here with some gentlemen to see the animal show, it really wasn't Randy Hawke, and tonight I'm also having a fluorescent dinner with Miss Ruth."

"Please don't take up my time."

Upon hearing this, the reporters exchanged bewildered glances.

Could it be that the person in front of you isn't Randy Hawke, the owner of the animal show?

Did they get the wrong person?

Although I had doubts in my heart.

However, as a reporter from the Beika Town area, I am still alive today.

These journalists naturally understand the importance of knowing what to do and when to do it.

It's best not to bother others when they're in trouble, otherwise that person might use unforgivable reasons and unacceptable methods to send them to their deaths.

Money is valuable, but life is more precious.

Conan, standing nearby: ?

What is Ruth?

If I give you a pole, you'll actually climb up the vine! You're already having a fluorescent dinner, are you rushing to the Titanic?

Conan's face darkened.

This foreigner seems a bit unserious.

Was that feeling he had earlier just his imagination? Not sure, let's wait and see.

Conan immediately took James's hand and returned to Chen En and the others. As soon as they saw James coming, the members of the Junior Detective League exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, it's Mr. Randy!"

"The animal show was fantastic! Thank you for letting us see such a wonderful animal performance!"

The words of the Junior Detective League members.

James immediately showed a helpless expression and had no choice but to speak in somewhat awkward Japanese.

“I’m really not Randy Hawke.”

"You've mistaken me for someone else. Apart from the beard, how do I resemble him? And the beard color is even different, isn't it? We don't look alike at all!"

Upon hearing this...

The members of the Junior Detective League exchanged puzzled glances, wondering why Randy Hawke would say such a thing.

It is said that Randy Hawke, the owner of the animal show, is a very approachable person.

Despite his extremely high net worth, he never travels with bodyguards, preferring to blend into the crowd and trusting in the moral character of the local residents.

Doesn't it perfectly match the characteristics of the foreign gentleman in front of me?

"Didn't I already say that?"

"This gentleman is not Randy Hawke, the owner of the animal show, at all. First of all, the difference is in his hair color. You can tell if you look closely."

"Mr. Randy in the photo has reddish-brown hair, while this gentleman has blond hair."

Conan explained.

"Moreover, the Mr. Randy in the photo has visited Japan several times, and he speaks fluent Japanese, which is completely different from this gentleman."

"So he can't be Randy Hawke."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Junior Detective League nodded in understanding.

Ai Haibara silently put her red hat back on and looked at James Black in front of her.

Just like Conan noticed James Black in the circus.

She had noticed it too.

So, even though the elementary school student couldn't see the person surrounded by reporters at all, he was able to clearly point out that the person inside looked like Randy Hawke.

Well, it's a bit strange...

This person didn't seem like a member of the Black Organization, but there was a dangerous aura about him.

She might be a member of some intelligence organization, and if he really is, she guesses he's an FBI member.

There is no other reason.

The connection was made simply because Shuichi Akai, an FBI investigator, appeared on the bus that brought him to the animal show venue.

"Wow, kid, you're amazing! You're just like a detective!"

After hearing Conan's words, James Black immediately gave Conan a thumbs up and praised him.

Unexpectedly, this stirred up a hornet's nest.

In an instant, the members of the Junior Detective League all exhaled and said something.

"We're all detectives!"

"Sir, look! This is our badge of honor as detectives!"

Ayumi held up the detective badge in her pocket. The back of the badge featured Sherlock Holmes, which was quite eye-catching.

Therefore, James looked down and was amazed.

"Oh, Sherlock Holmes!"

"So, you're the Baker Street Guerrilla Squad?"

He had just finished speaking when he turned to look at Chen En beside him, clapped his hands, and pointed at Chen En with a look of sudden realization.

"This gentleman next to me is Dr. Watson. And you, sir, must be Sherlock Holmes?"

To this, Chen En simply replied.

"I am batman!"

James Black: ?

Chapter 722 Wait, I might be Batman too!

What? Batman? You?

James Black was immediately taken aback.

His gaze fell on Chen En. He had originally wanted to tease the children of the Junior Detective Club, but now he suddenly sobered up.

This is no joke.

Batman is the protector of this city.

He has resolved numerous major and serious incidents that were difficult to handle. He is the only superhero in the real world, and his identity is very dangerous.

If you go around claiming to be Batman.

Who knows, one day Batman's enemies might capture this self-proclaimed Batman and seek revenge. This is no joke.

"This is no joke."

"Although I'm new here, I know that Batman has many enemies in Tokyo. If you keep calling yourself Batman, you might get hurt by Batman's enemies."

James earnestly tried to persuade Chen En.

The members of the Junior Detective Club nearby also turned their attention to Chen En.

Only Conan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Chen En is not Bruce Wayne.

He doesn't need to maintain a playboy image on the surface. If a criminal causes him trouble during the day, he'd really dare to beat them up.

If someone had nothing better to do and sought revenge on Batman, they might end up targeting Chen En...

Isn't that like an old man hanging himself, just courting death?

Is it because they miss the warmth of the hospital's intensive care unit? Or do they prefer the treatment of a prison?

"I already said that."