Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

Thinking of this, the image of her mother after she shrank suddenly appeared in her mind.

Masumi Sera silently took out her cell phone, edited a text message, and sent it to her cousin Miyano Shiho.

What's going on with Conan? Has he taken that kind of medicine?

(He is the organization's first experimental subject.)

Knew it…

No one can escape the organization's pursuit.

This child is probably just like us before, thinking that he has escaped the organization's pursuit and is still enjoying himself.

but--

"This bow-shaped voice changer and the prop that instantly makes people faint are quite useful. I wonder where he got it from? I really want it..."

Chapter 100: What if the second one was also sent away by Conan?

That afternoon, after investigating all of Conan's experiences over the past few months, Toru Amuro decisively went to the cafe downstairs from the Mori Detective Agency to apply for a job as a waiter.

The organization's mission? Just find someone to do it.

Relatively speaking, Conan is more important.

'That kid shows up at every murder scene, without fail.'

'You can even walk down the street and stumble upon a murder.'

"Is this man-made? Or a curse? After all, do gods and Buddhas really exist in this world?"

While pondering, Toru Amuro suddenly noticed a young man wearing sunglasses walking in from outside the door.

"Is there a new person in the store? Give me a drink..."

The next moment, the two looked at each other and froze in place.

Amuro Toru didn't care about anything else. He rushed over and took off his sunglasses.

Then, he fell into complete silence.

"Long time no see, my friend."

"Yeah, it's been a while. But you really are going back the way you did, blond bastard."

He didn't expect to meet a friend here, and he didn't expect that he would be working as a waiter in an ordinary coffee shop. Countless thoughts flashed through Jinpei Matsuda's mind.

Undercover? Or retired?

However, since he took the initiative to greet me, it means that there is no relationship.

"Would you like to sit in my office for a while?"

"Your firm?"

Toru Amuro instantly thought of the Matsuda Detective Agency next to Mori, and frowned slightly.

Is this person really Matsuda, and not the Thousand-Faced Man in the organization in disguise?

Or, did someone deliberately undergo plastic surgery to look like Matsuda?

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro subconsciously reached out and pinched Jinpei Matsuda's face.

"What are you doing, blond bastard?"

"It's a real face, for sure."

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Sorry, let's go talk next door."

"Wait a moment. First, give me a large portion of coffee with sugar and strawberry cream cake."

"Can you handle such a high sugar content?"

"I just ran around all day trying to track down my cheating partner. I'm starving, so I just want something sweet."

He really has become a detective.

As he turned around to prepare the cake, Toru Amuro fell into deep thought unconsciously.

After not seeing each other for three years, the friend who I thought had died in the line of duty turned out to be still alive and well.

Moreover, a detective agency was opened next to the Maori Detective Agency.

Obviously, this is not normal.

Firstly, no one would open a detective agency next to another agency, as the competition would be too fierce.

Secondly, there is something obviously wrong with Conan; he encounters cases too frequently.

So, the conclusion is simple.

Matsuda should be like himself, pretending to be killed in the line of duty three years ago and then becoming an undercover agent.

Then, he accidentally discovered Conan's problem and decided to investigate on the spot.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro quickly made a decision.

Compared to the waiter in the cafe on the first floor, the detective in the office next door is more suitable for investigation and will not attract the attention of the organization.

Carrying the tray, he walked to Jinpei Matsuda and placed the cake and coffee on the table. Toru Amuro took off his apron and sat down opposite him.

"Is your firm hiring?"

Matsuda Jinpei understood what he meant almost instantly and asked doubtfully:

"Aren't you a waiter at a cafe? Why do you suddenly want to be a detective?"

"Actually, I've always been interested in detectives. Besides, compared to cafe clerks, detectives have more freedom and higher salaries." Amuro Toru chuckled.

I see. It seems that Zero is carrying out some secret mission and needs to stay on this street.

Jinpei Matsuda seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't object to this.

"I'm afraid I can't offer you a very high salary. The guy who lent me money to open the firm paid my rent for fifty years straight. Thanks to that, I'm now in debt."

"Fifty years? How is that any different from buying it?"

"Probably because I don't have to pay the fixed asset tax and building management fees myself, right?"

"Isn't this good?"

"It's not bad, I'm not complaining, I'm just a little melancholy, alas..."

Three years is really too long.

Before he died in the line of duty, he clearly had quite a bit of savings, but I wonder where they've all gone now?

By the way, if I go to the Metropolitan Police Department to claim my own death benefit, I don't know if I can get it. Probably not.

Amuro Toru looked at him in confusion, then laughed unconsciously:

"It seems your performance as a detective isn't very good?"

"No, I can't get any decent commissions. They're either investigating infidelity or looking for cats and dogs."

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the ceiling above his head and sighed helplessly:

"I really don't understand why, even though our two law firms are next to each other, the clueless detective upstairs comes across a murder case almost every few days, while I've never encountered one."

"Is it a Feng Shui issue? Or is he just too unlucky? Or am I just too lucky?"

It has been almost two weeks since I returned to the real world. Almost every day I can see news in the newspaper about Kogoro Mouri solving a murder case, but Jinpei Matsuda has never encountered a murder case.

In this regard, he once suspected that Kogoro Mori was manipulating people's hearts and killing people secretly, but after tracking him for several days, he found that he was just a fool.

He had long understood why the agency that the Fujimine Group helped to prepare was opened next to the Mori Detective Agency. They must have hoped to grab some business from next door.

After all, he encountered cases too frequently, and it was obvious that his feng shui was not good.

It’s a pity that even next door, there is no murder case to be robbed.

Amuro Toru frowned slightly. So, Matsuda was not on a mission, but was just a detective here to grab business?

At this moment, a noisy voice suddenly came:

"Wow...! Two handsome guys, what a great couple!"

"Yuanzi, you're here again."

Ran Mao Li sighed helplessly, then greeted Jinpei Matsuda with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Detective Matsuda."

"Good afternoon, Xiaolan." Matsuda Jinpei glanced behind Xiaolan and found that Conan was not there. He asked curiously, "Why are you here? Are you here to help Detective Maori clean up again?"

"No, today Sonoko needs Dad's help with something."

"Let me tell you!"

Sonoko quickly walked up to Xiaolan, introduced herself briefly, and then said with a smile:

"Do you know Phantom Thief No. 1412? There's an exhibition going on at the Beika Museum, and our family is planning to put out our heirloom, the Dark Night Star, which is believed to bring good luck."

"Our family has received the secret code from Phantom Thief No. 1412, so we would like to ask Uncle Maori to come over and help protect the Dark Night Star."

"If Detective Matsudaira has time, please come join us!"

"If you can successfully protect the Dark Night Star from being taken away by the Phantom Thief, our family will definitely offer a corresponding reward."

"Phantom Thief?" Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows, instantly intrigued. "A true nemesis for a detective, huh? Very good, I'll take the commission. Where's the code?"

"I took a picture with my phone, please take a look."

Yuanzi took out her cell phone, clicked on one of the photos and put it on the table.

"Aprio fool, when the moon separates us, I will hear the name of the dark night star and follow the invitation of the waves to claim it."

"April 1st, April Fools' Day? In other words, it's just a preview."

Jinpei Matsuda took a look and reacted almost instantly.

"On April 1st, the Phantom Thief will likely make a grand appearance and officially inform the people who protect the Dark Night Stars that he has stolen the gems."

"By the way, it's not Phantom Thief 1412, the real code name is Phantom Thief Kidd..." Amuro Toru added with a smile, then asked, "By the way, when is the official exhibition of Dark Night Star?"

"You guys are so awesome!"

Yuanzi was filled with excitement and said quickly:

"On April 19th, we plan to hold an exhibition on the Lizabeth cruise ship and invite many celebrities to attend..."

Cruise ships? Celebrity crowds?

Amuro Toru suddenly thought of a question and pondered:

"What about the kid at Detective Maori's house? Will you invite him?"

"Yes." Sonoko sighed helplessly. "Although I'm very reluctant, Dad said there's no need to be afraid of an illusory curse. The people invited that day are all celebrities. There will be inspections at the entrance, and weapons are prohibited. There will definitely be no problem."

Toru Amuro's expression was slightly hesitant. It seemed that he had to go over and take a look that day.

Otherwise, if a murder occurred on board, it would be big news.

"By the way, Miki, you guys should be going to the official exhibition on the 19th, right? We've already sent an invitation to the Fujimine family."

"I should go, right? I'll discuss it with everyone after I get back tonight."

"Then could you please ask Mr. Baimu what the probability of a murder occurring that day is? I really don't want that brat to ruin such an important exhibition."

"No problem, I can ask now."

Miki quickly picked up her phone and sent a text message to Baimu.

[Maku, on April 19th, Sonoko's family will be holding a Dark Night Stars Exhibition. I think they've sent us an invitation. Will we go? Also, if Conan goes, will there be any incidents that day?]

(No, the probability is less than 30%. When detectives and thieves collide, the chance of murder will drop significantly.)

Yuanzi came over to take a look and sighed helplessly:

"There's still a 30% risk. How on earth did that little devil get cursed? I hope the gods and Buddhas bless him and he can cleanse himself soon."

As for not bringing Conan, that’s not necessary.

After all, it would be troublesome if a little kid like him encountered danger when Kogoro Mouri was not at home.