I'm in Conan, but I'm in Ace Attorney

But I have no impression of the name Hattori Heiji. Is it a self-proclaimed title?

The Shinigami elementary school student quietly peeked into the room and set his sights on Hattori Heiji.

Although he had heard Xiang Yuan talk about this guy's purpose of coming to Tokyo yesterday afternoon.

But I didn't expect that they would actually come here, how strange...

As a detective, is there a distinction between first and second?

(Whether it is detective work or reasoning, there is no distinction between high and low, upper and lower.)

(No matter what method is used to verify, there is only one final truth.)

(And if you come to me in such a high-profile manner, will the Black Organization find out?)

Conan thought of the Black Organization's extreme behavior of blowing up Silver Star in anger.

He couldn't help but frown. Even though Hattori Heiji had a special identity and was targeted by the Black Organization...

It is not certain that you can get away with it unscathed, after all, those guys never care who they kill.

(I am called the "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era" and the "Savior of the Japanese Police"...)

(I am afraid that the members of the Black Organization will pay special attention to me, and people related to me may be attacked.)

(In this case, we have to find a way to keep Hattori Heiji, who calls himself the Great Detective of Kansai, away from Tokyo...)

The Elementary School Student of Death is still thinking about how to make Hattori Heiji retreat.

Gin, who was far away in another country, suddenly sneezed.

There was a sudden look of hostility on his face, and he adjusted the parameters of the sniper scope again.

(If it wasn't for getting rid of this guy, how could I have stayed here for two days?)

(I’m actually feeling a bit like catching a cold right now… How annoying.)

Of course, he never imagined that the reason he sneezed was because someone he had long forgotten was talking about him.

As a powerful thug of the Black Organization, Gin has killed quite a lot of people.

He had long since stopped remembering the faces and names of the people he had killed.

"This time, I'll set up three snipers at the same time. Let me see if one more can run away..."

The sniper scope flickered.

Brush it——————

"...Preliminary preparations? I see."

The sniper with long hair turned off the communicator.

Performing routine gun maintenance, he looked out the window and squinted his eyes.

That is the building of the largest automobile company in Beika Town.

Pulling his black knitted hat down slightly, the sniper closed the curtains.

[Have I told you before? There is a special ingredient in the wine that can temporarily change you back. ]

[But I don’t remember the name of the wine very clearly, is it Moutai or Laobai Gan…]

[Well, in short, I suggest you try both. One of them will work. ]

[By the way, when I separated from Hattori Heiji, I reminded him that Uncle Mori likes to drink...]

[As expected, the wine he brought was the kind that could temporarily negate the effects of your medication.]

The words that he said to Genkou yesterday suddenly flashed through Conan's mind.

While Hattori Heiji was negotiating with Uncle Mori with a smile on his face.

As expected, he took out a well-packaged bottle of famous wine from his bag.

(Shigan wine...? Drinking this will negate the effect of that medicine? Is this true?)

(After drinking a little, the uncle will get drunk anyway, so if I try a little, the uncle won’t notice, right?)

Hattori Heiji glanced around.

You can take in everything in the Maori office and get a rough impression of it.

Although the hedgehog-haired guy said that Kogoro Mouri only looks unreliable, he is actually very powerful.

But now that I've seen it in person, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

You can't say that the "Sleeping Detective" has to really fall asleep before he can reason normally, right?

That kind of thing is outrageous no matter how you think about it. If it really happened, I'm afraid there must be someone involved.

"Hey, little brother, why are you staring at the white wine I brought?"

"Want to drink something? You may not be old enough, but it should be okay to drink a little."

"After all, the guy who sold me the wine said that Baigan wine can cure colds and strengthen the body!"

(How can alcohol possibly improve health? Who did this guy hear that from?)

Conan secretly complained in his heart.

But he remained calm on the surface, and spoke with starry eyes.

"Big brother, is that true? I saw you drinking before..."

"I'm also curious about the taste of this drink and want to try it!"

Hearing this, Uncle Maori raised his eyebrows.

Doesn't this brat usually run away when he smells alcohol?

Why do you look like you want to drink now?

"It's okay to drink a little. You'll have to drink when you grow up anyway."

"Oh, by the way, Detective Maori, what commissions have you been taking recently?"

"I haven't been to a detective agency in Tokyo yet, so I'd like to check it out."

The great detective of Kansai discussed detective matters with Kogoro Mori with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, Uncle Maori forgot about the wine.

Seeing this, Conan immediately stepped forward and took the box of Baigan liquor.

I unpacked it quickly and was about to use Uncle Maori's wine opener to open the bottle cap.

The door was opened.

"…Why are you holding the wine, Conan?"

Ran Mouri blinked and looked at Conan who was holding a bottle of wine in the room.

At this moment, the Death Elementary School Student froze in place, looking quite at a loss.

At this time, a woman wearing a brown coat and sunglasses walked in from behind Mao Lilan.

To be honest, Tsujimura Kimie originally had some room for imagination about the famous Mori Office.

"The operation of your firm is really special."

"Ms. Lan, I feel that... you are the most reliable person in this firm."

Taking off his sunglasses, Kimie Tsujimura revealed his face.

As a middle-aged woman in her fifties, her maintenance is relatively good.

However, this is only for people of the same age group.

If Vermouth is excluded.

"Uh, may I ask, are you... here for a commission?"

Uncle Mori looked at Tsujimura Kimie and glanced at Hattori Heiji out of the corner of his eye.

He was just saying that the commissions he usually received were big cases like theft and murder.

It would be bad if the person who came to him for the commission asked him to find a cat or a dog or something.

The image he just created is about to be destroyed!

"Let me be clear, as a famous detective I won't accept small commissions like finding cats and dogs."

(In other words, would Kogoro Maori, who is not a famous detective, accept such a small commission?)

Hattori Heiji turned his head with interest and looked at the disguised middle-aged woman.

Sure enough, it was a good decision to come to Tokyo. Even if I didn’t find Kudo Shinichi, interesting events continued to happen.

I feel like... this person also has some special secret.

Chapter 393 Diplomat's Day Off

"Looking for a cat or a dog? I don't have the time to hire a detective for this kind of thing."

"Detective Maori, I would like you to help me investigate someone's information, preferably negative information."

Tsujimura Kimie snorted coldly and swept his eyes around the detective agency.

However, the environment here was not very conducive for her to sit down.

So he just continued to stand there and finished speaking his commission information.

"This person's name is Katsuragi Sachiko, she is 24 years old and graduated from Tokyo Medical College this year."

"She wants to marry my son and I cannot accept her becoming my son's wife."

"So, I hope the detective agency can find negative information about Katsuragi Sachiko..."

"Let me legitimately refuse Katsuragi Sachiko from marrying into my family!"

Hearing this, Kogoro Mori frowned.

This doesn't sound like a good commission. Are you trying to break up a couple?

What era is this? There are still such outdated things.

He became serious, walked out from behind his desk and came in front of Tsujimura Kimie.

At this time, Mao Lilan took Conan, who was holding a glass of wine, to the side.

He then turned to torture Conan, intending to ask him about the white liquor in his arms.

Hattori Heiji leaned on the edge of the table, listening quietly to the conversation between Mori Kogoro and Tsujimura Kimie.

"Excuse me, but what is the reason why you don't approve of Katsuragi Sachiko?"

"Is it that Katsuragi Sachiko has a problem with her character? Or is it that her professional ability is not good enough, or is it that her academic performance is not good enough?"

"What does your son think of Katsuragi Sachiko?"

Hearing Uncle Mori's question, Tsujimura Kimie couldn't help but remain silent for a moment.

Then she said in a stiff tone.

"There's nothing wrong with her. I just don't like her, so I don't want her to marry into our family."

"You don't need to ask these questions, do you? You won't lose the commission. Just tell me whether you will accept it or not."

Uncle Maori stroked his chin, still thinking whether to continue.

After all, there are outsiders in the firm, and if he accepts such a commission, it may damage his lofty personal image...

"Before accepting a commission, you need to understand the specifics first, right? At least, look at the documents?"

"We don't even know what Katsuragi Sachiko looks like or her identity information, so how can we investigate?"

Hattori Heiji suddenly spoke at this time.

Such words almost meant that Uncle Maori had accepted the commission.

"Huh, so you want to look at the documents first before making a decision. Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"Please browse quickly. If you don't take it, I have to go to other detective agencies."