Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

More than half an hour later, the group drove to Shinzo Mito's residence.

Several police cars were already parked in front of the mansion. Ikenami Tsuyoshi was leading his officers, all ready to go. Director Shinkawa was also waiting there early, his face full of anticipation and anxiety.

Hattori Heizo and Ono Kayoko were also in the crowd. Ono Kayoko remained as taciturn as ever, standing next to Hattori Heizo with her head down and her eyes darting around, as if she did not want to be noticed by too many people.

When Lin Xiuyi and the others arrived, Ikenami Tsuyoshi immediately came up to them and greeted them warmly: "Lin, hurry up! We're going in to search now."

Holding the stamped search warrant, Ikenami Takeshi led his officers straight to the collection room next to Mito Shinzo's bedroom.

The others followed behind, their faces beaming with excitement, all eager to see the legendary, precious samurai sword with their own eyes.

Only Hattori Heizo, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, gave Hayashi Hideichi a wink and slowed down.

Lin Xiuyi understood perfectly and deliberately lagged behind, creating some distance between herself and the main group.

"Miss Ikenami told me that you had Miss Ono disguise herself as a nurse and pretend to be an assassin to scare Mito Shinzo last night?" Lin Xiuyi spoke first.

Hattori Heizo glanced at him, a wry smile playing on his lips, and asked in return, "Do you think that's possible?"

Lin Xiuyi followed his gaze to Ono Yoshiko's back in front of her. Her shoulders were slightly tense, as if she was wary of everything around her.

"...She's come to her senses now? She's no longer obsessed with revenge?"

“She must have come to terms with it.” Hattori Heizo shook his head with a hint of relief, his voice low. “If I had arrived any later last night, the consequences would have been unimaginable. She was already fighting with Mito Shinzo in the ward, and she was holding a syringe…”

Lin Xiuyi understood the underlying meaning in his words and asked with a smile, "You specifically told me all this because you don't want me to tell Officer Chibo about this, right? After all, Ms. Ono's behavior, strictly speaking, already constitutes intentional injury."

Hattori Heizo was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a low voice, "Ono is a survivor of the department store fire ten years ago."

"The fire took her father's life and left her mother paralyzed in bed. As the owner of the department store, Shinzo Mito not only defaulted on compensation but also ignored the plight of the mother and daughter."

“Last month, her mother committed suicide by jumping off a building out of guilt and despair, which is why she wanted to take revenge on Shinzo Mito.”

He briefly recounted Ono Kayoko's ordeal, his tone tinged with pity.
"Although she tampered with the hotel balcony railing, she didn't hurt anyone. In fact, fearing she might accidentally injure innocent people, she deliberately destroyed the railing. As for her hospital visit last night..."

"You're saying she listened to you and helped the police solve the problem of Mito Shinzo faking a coma?" Lin Xiuyi smiled slightly. "Miss Ono is really brave. Most girls wouldn't dare to agree to do something like that."

Hearing his words and seeing the knowing smile on Hayashi Hideichi's face, Hattori Heizo instantly understood what he meant.

His tense shoulders immediately relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "Thanks."

Lin Xiuyi nodded slightly, without saying anything more. The two quickened their pace and caught up with the group ahead.

Before long, the group arrived at the entrance to the collection room next to Shinzo Mito's bedroom.

The heavy wooden door was tightly closed, with an exquisite brass lock hanging on it.

Ikenami Goji signaled his officers to unlock the door. Lin Xiuyi looked at the door and couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect Mito Shinzo's search warrant to be obtained so easily." "I thought that as a local bigwig in Osaka with extensive connections, there would definitely be a lot of people opposing him and trying to obstruct him."

Ikenami Shizuka walked beside him and whispered, "The Mito family has been operating in Osaka for many years. Although they have accumulated a lot of wealth, they have also offended a lot of people."

"Mito Shinzo was stingy and arrogant, and many business people have suffered from his harassment."

"Moreover, many people had previously wanted to buy his collection of antiques, but he refused them all outright and even insulted them, which had already aroused public dissatisfaction."

After she said that, Lin Xiu immediately understood the reasoning behind it.

Throughout history, there have been very few who offer help in times of need, but many who kick someone when they're down.

The Mito family consisted of only Mito Shinzo and Mito Hayato. Now that Mito Hayato has died unexpectedly, if Mito Shinzo is also sent to prison, then the Mito family's enormous wealth and precious collections will naturally become a piece of fat meat that other forces in Osaka will fight to devour.

Who would stand up for someone who is about to fall from power?
"Minister Ikebab, please unlock it quickly!" Director Shinkawa urged impatiently, his voice filled with barely concealed urgency.

He had waited for ten whole years, and now he finally had the chance to see the lost Tokugawa family samurai sword. He could hardly contain his excitement and couldn't wait to rush into the collection room to find out more.

Ikenami Takeshi smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, Director Shinkawa, it'll be done soon."

The officers swiftly unlocked the brass lock, and with a soft click, the heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open, releasing a musty, dusty smell.

The collection room is filled with all kinds of antiques and works of art, a dazzling array that is hard to look away from.

Director Shinkawa seemed oblivious to the dazzling array of antique treasures around him, his eyes fixed on the heavy safe at the far end of the collection room, as he hurried through the shelves.

Based on the descriptions of Lin Xiuyi and others, he was already certain that the stolen Tokugawa family samurai sword was hidden among them. His obsession over the past ten years made him unwilling to spare any attention for anything else.

"Is that katana really in here?" He stopped in front of the safe, his withered fingers trembling slightly, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

“Yes.” Lin Xiu nodded and walked to the safe. “Ms. Akutagawa said that every time Mito Shinzo tried to open this safe, he would drive everyone, including her, his personal butler, far away and not allow them to even take a step closer.”

"What's hidden here must be what he values ​​most. I can't think of any other possibility besides that samurai sword."

Ikenami Takeshi had already instructed his officers to find a professional locksmith.

The locksmith crouched down and took out a set of sophisticated lock-picking tools from his toolbox. He first carefully observed the lock cylinder structure of the safe, then sometimes used a thin probe to probe into the keyhole, and sometimes turned the torque wrench in his hand, listening to the faint "click" sound coming from inside the lock cylinder.

Everyone watched with bated breath; the storage room was so quiet that you could hear the craftsmen breathing.

Director Shinkawa clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on the safe door, as if he could see the samurai sword inside at any moment.

In just over ten minutes, with a final, crisp "click," the craftsman slowly stood up and opened the heavy door of the safe.

That seemingly indestructible safe was successfully opened... (End of Chapter)