Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

He quickly went downstairs to the door and saw the delivery guy waiting with his coat soaked. His resentment towards the expensive delivery fee was somewhat relieved. He thanked him, took the still warm package and went back to the fourth floor.

He thought he would just say a few words, so he didn't go back to his room to put his things away, but went straight to knock on the door of Ward 403.

"Boss, what do you need me to do?"

Sanlunhe was not an enthusiastic person, but he would not just ignore the other party and reject them directly - what if the reward was a lot?

President Kawai was the only one in the ward. He was standing by the window, originally looking at the rain outside. When he heard the voice, he turned around and looked at Miwa Kazuya. When he saw the brown hair, his expression was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Lu Ren, I searched your information last night and found that you are a newly debuted mystery novelist, and your works are very popular among young people."

The president's expression returned to calm.

Miwa Kazuya felt guilty for a moment. He coughed and said, "I have indeed published mystery works, but they are far from popular."

The president did not comment on such "humility". He hesitated for a few seconds and slowly stated his purpose.

"I wonder if you're interested in trying to write a script for a mystery game? I can pay you a higher fee than the publisher."

"The subject matter is...the perfect crime."

……

"........."

Miwa Kazuya touched the packaging bag in front of him. If he talked for too long like last time, the burger would get cold and no longer taste good.

He opened the box, feeling a mix of emotions welling up in him.

In the morning in the hospital, when Edogawa Conan anesthetized Mouri Kogoro to reason, he was actually in the crowd and heard the entire process of reasoning.

He saw the man with a similar hairstyle and body shape as him go from sadness to anger, and then from anger to sarcasm, and finally become hysterical under induction, and admit in public what he had done - he had indeed deliberately killed his father.

Since Kazuya Miwa's passive skill can harmonize all horrific scenes, even if he uses his skills to blow people up, he will not have the fear or guilt of losing life.

But the situation now is different.

An old man who had communicated with him and asked him for help not long ago suddenly became an obituary in the news, which made Sanlun Heya feel similar to in real life, that "someone he knows has died."

Miwa Kazuya stared at his phone, his teammate's words reflected in his eyes again, his whole back tensed silently... but soon, his shoulders relaxed completely as if giving up.

What can he do?

He couldn't even see through or stop Kawai Koichi, who was just an ordinary person, so how could he care about that terrible teammate?

He is not a policeman and has no obligation to stop and expose evil deeds. He simply does not have the ability to do so.

It is cowardly to retreat, but it is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. Ask those who have done something brave and then got into trouble, do they regret it? If they are given a chance to do it again, will they stand up again?

There will be nice people, but for most ordinary people the answer would definitely be no, right?

Sanluan Heya calmed down. He tried to suppress his guilty conscience and replied on his phone.

[Gluttony: Got it. I have a hotel reservation for two days, so I will go there on Thursday.]

……

After dinner, Miwa Kazuya went to look around the shops on the street, but didn't buy anything and set off back to the hotel.

He held the phone and fell into distress again.

This time, it was not his teammates that troubled him, but the publishing house.

[Congratulations on your discharge, Mr. Lu Ren. I hope your new book has made some progress. If I have time, I hope I can visit you...]

After learning that he was discharged from the hospital, the publishing house immediately urged him to submit his manuscripts.

Miwa Kazuya thought of the empty folder in his computer and scratched his hair in annoyance. Before he knew it, he had reached the intersection.

There was a red light on the other side, so he naturally stopped. At this moment, he suddenly heard someone in the crowd calling him.

"It was the big brother from that day!"

It was the voice of a little girl. Miwa Kazuya felt it sounded familiar for some reason, as if he had heard it not long ago.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl wearing a headband holding another woman's hand, greeting him in the crowd, and then walking towards him.

Miwa Kazuya recognized the other person.

"Ayumi, do you know this gentleman?" the woman next to the girl asked curiously.

"Yeah." Yoshida Ayumi nodded. "Last Thursday night, Mitsuhiko Genta and I met him at the alley over there. Mitsuhiko recognized him as a mystery novelist. We wanted to go over and say hello, but suddenly we saw steel bars falling from above, so we rushed over and tackled him..."

Miwa Kazuya was stunned for a moment, and he finally understood what happened that day.

It turned out that it was the Junior Detective Team that saved him.

...Yes, this is Mihua. He did hear the child's reminder at that time, and there were several pairs of small hands pushing him to avoid.

Moreover, they are original characters who can break the player's protective aura and knock him to the ground unconscious.

"So it was you who saved me." Miwa Kazuya squatted down and thanked her, "Thank you."

Yoshida Ayumi smiled sheepishly: "It's nothing, big brother."

In real life, Sanlunhe doesn’t like children, especially naughty ones, and will try to avoid them if he encounters them.

But he didn't hate being criticized many times by Hojo Touka for being a drag, so the Boy Detective Team was never written into Kyoko.

It may be the filter brought by the blue castle, the kids in that episode are all quite reliable; or it may be that he knows the needs of a story.

The story needs to advance the plot. In real life, we can be extremely cautious in doing things, but if we watch a movie or TV show, if the protagonist is too cautious and always hides in a safe place, such a story is not readable at all.

In other words, if no one is seeking death, what is there for the audience to watch?

and……

Miwa Kazuya looked at Yoshida Ayumi.

"You are really amazing." He said sincerely, "Faced with the current crisis, not everyone dares to save people."

——Just based on this point, they are much better than him.

Miwa Kazuya looked at the smile of the little girl in front of him and sighed in his heart... Suddenly, an inspiration flashed like a flash and quickly struck his brain.

He stood up quickly, and his movement almost startled Mrs. Yoshida in front of him. He said sorry, and then looked seriously at Yoshida Ayumi who was also startled.

"Do you have the contact information of your other two friends?" Miwa Kazuya said, "If possible, I would also like to meet them and express my gratitude in person."

He finally figured out what he could write.

——The story of the young detective team!

Firstly, Hojo Touka did not write it at that time; secondly, the Junior Detective Team would not encounter major political cases, but at most ordinary criminal cases, and would not encounter harmony; finally, they were by his side, so he did not have to worry about not being able to come up with a story, and could use materials locally at any time!

Miwa and Kazuya were very happy.

He didn't see that the green light on the opposite side had come on and a black Porsche drove past him in a low-key manner.

Chapter 271: Old Friend Returns Home

8pm, Starlight Garden Bar.

Pear Brandy (nicknamed William) was wearing a bartender's uniform, standing behind the bar, wiping the wine glasses skillfully.

This should be the time when the nightlife begins and the bar becomes increasingly lively, but for some reason, the bar is empty at this moment, with no one even sitting in front of the piano in the corner.

William put down the cup he had just wiped clean and picked up a new one, wiping it while looking out the window.

The bar is located on the top floor of the hotel, very close to the Dongdu Tower. Standing here, he can see the red tower still brightly lit in the night.

Although he is Japanese, he has lived in the United States for 13 years since joining the organization. Before joining, he lived in the countryside for a long time. His parents were not busy at work but had limited energy and had no time to take him on a trip. This was the first time he saw this landmark building in Tokyo and even Japan with his own eyes...

William couldn't help but stare at it for a long time before reluctantly looking away. He wiped the cup and turned his attention to the door.

A tall man in black with long silver hair walked in.

It's gin.

William suddenly became nervous.

He knew Gin when he was in the United States in the past, but the two met seldom. Anis may have noticed that he was afraid of him and deliberately reduced the number of contacts between him and Gin.

Gin sat down at the bar in the cleared bar.

……

As William observed Gin, Gin also glanced at him.

This "Starlight Garden" bar, including the entire hotel below, is one of Goldwasser's industries in Japan. The name "Starlight" was chosen by him personally.

Not many members of the organization knew this, at least Rum was completely unaware of it.

As one of the few people who knew about it, Gin felt a little weird. He didn't understand why Aoyagi Binkou asked him to confirm William's situation here.

He didn't light a cigarette, but gestured for the bottle of fruit brandy that had returned to its homeland to be served.

William opened a bottle of gin that had been prepared long ago, poured him a glass and placed it in front of him.

Gin didn't take the cup. His dark green eyes under his hat swept towards William: "Did he ask you to work here?"

William couldn't tell whether his tone was sarcastic or something else, so he honestly denied it: "I arrived late on Friday night. Because Anis said he had a mission, I didn't dare to contact him casually, so I came to the base he mentioned by myself, and the boss was willing to take me in."

After returning to Japan, he returned to his native language in his daily speech, with an irreversible Osaka accent in his Japanese.

Gin said nothing, which was considered as his consent to this behavior.

It was right not to contact the undercover agent casually, even though the guy in front of him had no idea that Anis was going undercover, and he had never even seen the other person's real face.

Gin picked up the glass and took a sip, then instructed: "I will arrange accommodation for you. Both he and I may dispatch you on missions. If there is a conflict, contact me in time."

William nodded, and the tension in his heart finally eased a little.

In the past, Anis had always advised him that there was no need to be afraid of Gin, saying that as long as he didn't betray him, didn't deliberately offend him or hold him back, even if he was a fool, Gin would make complete arrangements while saying bad things about him.

Now it seems that it is true. The only flaw is that Gin has a cold face even when he is "doing good things", not as friendly as Anis.

"By the way, is there anyone we need to pay attention to here?" William asked again.

Gin gave him a cold look instantly, and William's heart trembled, and he hurriedly explained.

"I mean within the organization. After all, Goldwasser and Rum don't have a good relationship... I just got here, do I need to avoid his people?"

This question is reasonable and their conflict is well known to members of both the Japanese and American organizations.