I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 382 As expected of a novelist, so cunning (2 updates)
Yusaku Kudo was sitting on the sofa reading a thick book when he heard footsteps. He looked up and a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "Shiraishi-kun, I'm so sorry to have called you over so late."

He closed the book, gestured for Shiraishi E to sit down, and asked, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"The tea is ready." Shiraishi E sat down on the sofa, her gaze subtly sweeping over Yusaku's entire body—he was wearing neat dark blue loungewear and looked energetic, not at all like someone who had suffered.

Yusaku pushed a steaming cup of black tea in front of Shiraishi E: "Thanks to your cooperation this time, we were able to fool Conan."

Shiraishi E chuckled, picked up her teacup and took a sip: "I didn't do anything, you were just acting too convincingly."

Conan, standing to the side, snorted twice, saying defiantly, "I was inexperienced the first time... but I definitely won't make the same mistake again next time!!"

Yusaku sighed inwardly as he looked at Conan's expression.

He thought he could scare Conan into giving up and becoming a detective who would help the police solve cases.

But now it seems that this did not scare Conan at all.

The other party did not feel fear at all.

It even had the opposite effect, making him eager to try it out.

Yusaku made up his mind to come back and scare the brat again after he finished his work.

His personality is still a bit impulsive and not mature enough!
He gently set down his teacup, the porcelain clinking against the glass coffee table, and asked, "Mr. Shiraishi, do you know what happened this morning?"

"A sewage treatment plant exploded?" Shiraishi took a sip of tea and nodded. "The news is everywhere; it's hard not to know about it."

“That wasn’t an ordinary explosion.” Yuzaku’s voice suddenly turned low as he said, “According to the information I’ve gathered, it was that ruthless bandit who made the move. That guy used a missile to level the entire sewage treatment plant.”

"Hey, I found it a long time ago." When Conan heard the news, his first thought was that it must be related to the notorious bandit Azu.

As expected, I guessed right.

Only this lawless guy would make such a fuss!

He frowned and said, "But why would that guy blow up the sewage treatment plant? Given his style, it couldn't have been for no reason."

Yusaku said calmly, "Because that's where Gin is imprisoned."

"What?!" Conan jumped to his feet, his pupils contracting sharply, and exclaimed in surprise, "That guy was after Gin?"

“That’s right.” Yusaku nodded and continued sharing information, saying, “But strangely, the FBI didn’t find Gin’s body at the scene!”

Upon hearing this news, Shiraishi E showed no expression, nor did she experience any emotional fluctuation.

He had long anticipated that Rum was setting him up.

So even after it happened, I remained very calm.

Luckily, I was smart enough not to foolishly charge in, but instead chose to bombard them with missiles!

But... what if that old man uses the excuse that he didn't kill Gin to refuse to pay?

If that's the case, then we should arrest the person in charge of his estate and follow the trail to get to the bottom of things!

While doing this may not necessarily cause any loss to the organization, it will at least make that old man Rum uncomfortable.

Then, bribe Vermouth with weapons to get her to reveal Rum's whereabouts.

Given her rebellious nature, she would definitely be happy to do these things.

Conan had no idea what Shiraishi E was thinking. He was trying hard to analyze the intelligence: "With that kind of power, it's impossible for anyone to survive. Could it be that the ruthless bandit received false information?"

Shiraishi E felt it wasn't good for her to remain silent, so she finally spoke up, saying, "Two possibilities."

He calmly said, stroking the rim of his teacup, "Either Gin escaped before the explosion, or the 'Gin' who was imprisoned was a fake." Yusaku agreed. It was his first time meeting Gin, and he couldn't tell if the man was an imposter.

This caused Conan's expression to change repeatedly.

Gin might still be alive, which relieved him, because that meant he could deal with him himself.

But the thought that the other party was dangerous and might discover his identity made him uneasy.

“The FBI has suffered heavy losses, and they want my assistance in the investigation.” Yusaku looked at Conan and said, “This is a good opportunity for the investigation organization.”

"Take me with you!" Just as Yusaku expected, Conan stood up abruptly, his voice rising an octave in urgency, and said, "I can help!"

Yusaku looked at Conan, whose eyes were gleaming with longing, and instead of refusing, asked, "What do you think the FBI will think if I take an elementary school student to investigate a case? They're not as easy to fool as Inspector Megure."

Conan opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head in frustration.

He knew Yusaku was right; the FBI agents were all smart people and not so easy to deal with.

Putting everything else aside, he wouldn't even pass the background check.

Moreover, if the other party gets a single hair or a fingerprint, he's finished.

Damn it! It's that damned body again!!
He thought to himself with some frustration.

"Don't worry, Shinichi." Yusaku ruffled his son's hair and said, "I'll tell you as soon as I make any important discoveries."

"There are some things that it's not convenient for us adults to investigate ourselves, and you'll be able to help out then."

These words restored some of Conan's confidence. He nodded and said, "I understand, Dad!"

After calming Conan down, Yusaku turned to E Shiraishi and said, "I may have to leave for a while, and I would like to ask you to take care of Shinichi and Yukiko."

As he spoke, he took out a bank card from his suit pocket and pushed it in front of Shiraishi E: "Just a small token of my appreciation."

Shiraishi E didn't stand on ceremony. He took the bank card and twirled it between his fingers: "Now that I've received the money, I'll naturally take good care of them. If anyone causes trouble, I'll smooth things over for them."

“However…” He glanced at Conan meaningfully and said, “If it’s just asking for trouble, then it’s none of my business.”

"Hey!" Conan glared at him, his tone displeased. "Just say what you want to say, why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would cause trouble?"

Yusaku pushed up his glasses with a wry smile and said, "Conan, promise me. Behave yourself for a while... otherwise, if you're in trouble when I need your help... I won't be able to ask for it."

"Okay, okay," Conan replied reluctantly.

After discussing the method of contact with Yusaku, Shiraishi E got up and left the Kudo residence.

On the way back, he figured that Yusaku had probably gotten involved with the organization.

Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have needed to entrust their wife and children to me as if they were giving their last words.

With this guess in mind, Shiraishi E went to a nearby ATM, inserted her bank card, and saw that she had a balance of over 200 million yen.

If it were just regular care, the numbers would be neat and even, with zeros at the end.

Only in cases like this, where an orphan is entrusted with a responsibility, would there be so many scattered numbers.

Of course, Shiraishi E wasn't moved by this; instead, she became suspicious: "This must be a trick, right? They're deliberately sending a string of disappointing numbers so that I'll do my best."

"Besides, doesn't he have an older brother who's a phantom thief? Entrusting him with the job would be better than entrusting it to me."

"Tsk, no wonder he writes novels, he's so cunning!"

(End of this chapter)