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

Chapter 648 Picking Up Girls at a Bar (2 Updates)
A dozen or so journalists surrounded Conan, their flashes going off one after another.

Conan looked at all those microphones in front of him and grinned from ear to ear, looking just like an innocent and naive elementary school student.

"I was just lucky that I stopped the criminal!" he said in a childish voice, deliberately blinking his big eyes. "I didn't think too much at the time, I just rushed up."

"It was all an accident, just an accident!"

The reporters were touched by his childlike innocence, and they all smiled kindly. One female reporter even knelt down and gently asked, "Little boy, weren't you scared?"

Conan tilted his head, pretending to think: "I was scared! But seeing how hard the police officers were working, I wanted to help too!"

This performance drew applause from the media present.

However, Inspector Megure, standing to the side, had a worried look on his face.

He looked at Conan, who was surrounded by the media, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't even need to think about how tomorrow's headlines will be written—"Elementary School Student Bravely Captures Criminal, What About the Police's Reputation?"

But soon he realized that at his age, there was no hope of promotion, so why should he care about these empty titles?
The important thing is that the case was resolved smoothly without any hostage injuries or deaths.

"Never mind," he consoled himself. "It's better than reports of casualties."

Thinking of this, he walked up to Shiraishi E and solemnly expressed his gratitude: "Thanks to you again this time, Shiraishi-kun."

He then pulled Sato Miwako aside and scolded her in a low voice: "How could you let a minor drive? Who will be responsible if something happens?"

Sato Miwako bowed repeatedly in apology: "I'm sorry, Inspector, the situation was urgent, and I made a mistake."

Actually, she was thinking: This kid can handle even a frigate, what's a car to him?
But of course, these words could not be said aloud.

After being scolded a few times, she quickly made an excuse to slip away and ran to Shiraishi E's side: "I'll treat you to drinks tonight as an apology! You can't refuse!"

Without waiting for a response, she quickly left, leaving Shiraishi E shaking her head helplessly.

After dealing with the reporters, Conan skipped over, his face beaming with pride: "How was it? I did a great job, didn't I?"

Shiraishi E raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid of attracting the organization's attention by showing off like this?"

"What problem could there be?" Conan asked dismissively.

Shiraishi thought for a moment: Indeed, now that Kudo Yusaku has risen to the second-in-command in the organization, this kid can really do whatever he wants!
Just then, Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko rushed over in a huff.

"Conan! You're so cunning!" Ayumi said, puffing out her cheeks. "You're stealing the spotlight again!"

Genta lunged at Conan and grabbed him by the neck: "What happened to our plan to work together?"

Mitsuhiko also complained, "We're the Junior Detective Club, how could you act alone?"

Conan quickly begged for forgiveness: "I'm innocent! I waited for you at the door for a long time, but you didn't come, so I acted on my own!"

The three looked at each other, bewildered. "We don't know what happened; we just fainted."

Conan's eyes lit up, and he immediately switched to his deceptive mode: "You guys must have heatstroke! You're exhausted, thirsty, and out in the sun."

He pointed at Yuan Tai specifically: "Especially you, you don't like to eat vegetables, you lack vitamins, and you're most prone to fainting!"

These words were so reasonable and well-founded that the three children immediately believed them.

"Oh, I see. Then I won't diet anymore." Ayumi suddenly realized.

"Then I'll eat more vegetables from now on," Genta said, scratching his head.

Mitsuhiko pushed up his glasses: "Looks like I need to make sure I stay hydrated."

Seeing the three people who had been successfully fooled, Shiraishi E couldn't help but give Conan a thumbs up: "Your conning skills are getting better and better."

Conan winked smugly: "It's just basic stuff! If I can't even handle these three kids, what kind of high school detective am I?"

The bar was dimly lit at night, with soft jazz music playing. Sato Miwako sat at the bar with her friends from the traffic department, Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko, as the ice cubes in their glasses made a crisp sound.

“Let me tell you,” Sato Miwako said, gesturing wildly as she spoke, “that Shiraishi-kun is really amazing! His sniping skills are top-notch, his reaction speed is astonishing, he can dodge missiles while sailing a yacht, and he even bombed a destroyer!”

Miyamoto Yumi chuckled, "Miwako, how much have you drunk? You're starting to talk nonsense."

Miike Naeko covered her mouth and chuckled, "Senior, have you been under too much pressure lately, and are you taking your dreams as reality?"

Sato Miwako waved her hands anxiously, "I'm telling the truth! Why don't you believe me!"

Just then, the bell on the bar door rang crisply, and Shiraishi E walked in, dressed casually. Sato Miwako's eyes lit up, and she immediately waved and called out, "Over here! Shiraishi-kun, come over here!"

As Shiraishi E approached, Sato Miwako said impatiently, "Tell them quickly, everything I said is true! All those things you did!"

Shiraishi blinked and gave an innocent smile: "Officer Sato, what are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary high school student."

He turned to Yumi Miyamoto and Naeko Miike, his tone sincere: "Officer Sato is probably just too tired lately, always taking these fantasies seriously. I don't know how to drive a yacht, let alone blow up a destroyer, isn't that illegal?"

Yumi Miyamoto immediately looked at Miwako Sato triumphantly: "See! I told you you were dreaming!"

Miike Naeko also laughed and said, "Miwako, it seems you really need to get some rest."

"Shiraishi E!" Sato Miwako was so angry that she was about to stand up, but her two friends held her down from the left and right.

Yumi Miyamoto raised her glass: "Since you've boasted, you must accept the punishment! Three cups of wine as punishment!"

Miike Naeko chimed in, "That's right, that's right! We were so disappointed. We thought we were going to meet some legendary figure!"

Miwako Sato glared at E Shiraishi, who returned a sly smile, as if to say, "This is revenge for making me drive during the day."

Left with no other choice, Sato Miwako had to drink three cups as an apology.

The atmosphere in the bar was lively.

At that moment, three men in flashy shirts walked over with wine glasses, and the man in the lead with slicked-back hair showed what he thought was a handsome smile.

“A few beautiful ladies,” he said, deliberately lowering his voice and adopting a mysterious tone, “we know a fantastic members-only bar. Want to go check it out? I guarantee it’ll be way more fun than here.”

Sato Miwako frowned, instinctively reaching for her police ID to shoo the person away.

But just then, Shiraishi E's eyes lit up, and she spoke first: "Really? That's great!"

He feigned excitement, pointing at the three policewomen and saying, "These three ladies of mine are all single!"

The three men who had approached the woman were overjoyed, their eyes lighting up. The leader immediately patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry! It's absolutely the most upscale club in Tokyo; ordinary people can't get in!"

Sato Miwako was taken aback at first, but then she understood Shiraishi E's intention and immediately put on a picky expression: "Oh? We don't go to low-class places."

Yumi Miyamoto immediately got into character, elegantly swirling her wine glass: "Yeah, that 'Galaxy Club' we went to last time was so tacky."

Miike Naeko was a little nervous, but didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.

The three men who had approached him were taken aback and quickly assured him, "Of course! We have Dom Pérignon champagne, a dedicated bartender, and private rooms!"

The man in the lead immediately led the way enthusiastically: "My car is right outside, a Porsche, there's plenty of room!"

Sato Miwako secretly pinched Shiraishi E and whispered, "What are you up to?"

Shiraishi E replied quietly, "These guys are acting strangely. Let's go see what tricks they're up to."

Sato Miwako asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Shiraishi replied, "The perfume on her body is mixed with some sleeping pills."

Sato Miwako immediately became serious.

(End of this chapter)