Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 354 The Investigation by the Japanese Public Security Bureau

Mihana General Hospital.

Shinichi Kudo remained unconscious and had not yet woken up. Ran sat beside him with a worried expression, her eyes never leaving Shinichi's face.

She looked worried, as if she were a wife concerned about her husband.

"The doctor said he's fine, but his physical condition is a bit strange. He might have been frightened by something. He should rest for a while and wake up once his blood pressure drops."

Kogoro Mouri glanced at Sonoko, who was speaking, and chuckled mischievously, "Who wouldn't have their blood pressure spike if they suddenly had two more brothers who might be dividing the inheritance? After being an only son for seventeen years, suddenly being called the third son, hehehehe."

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Ai Haibara glanced at Kogoro Mouri, speechless.

That's clearly just causing trouble, okay?
Ai Haibara turned to look at Shinichi Kudo, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

In such a situation, drawing a vial of blood and cutting a slice might be helpful for research into an antidote.

In fact, in her opinion, the reason why Shinichi Kudo fell into a coma was probably not what the doctor said.

She suspected that it was because Conan's cells were highly active, and after suddenly becoming a high school student, the cells in his body worked like crazy, like he was on steroids, and his blood-producing ability was enhanced.

In addition, it contains a small amount of concentrated baijiu, which may lead to faster blood flow.

When blood vessels are subjected to high pressure and sudden shocks, strange and unusual situations can occur.

For example, the heart can't withstand the blood pressure and the cylinder bursts.

Ai Haibara quietly moved next to Shinichi Kudo and, when no one was looking, took out a syringe from her pocket.

"Um--"

While unconscious, Shinichi Kudo suddenly felt something prick his buttocks and couldn't help but groan softly.

Fortunately, the pain came on and went quickly, and did not cause any adverse effects.

Ran noticed something amiss, glanced strangely at Shinichi who suddenly frowned, and then noticed Conan silently withdrawing his hand.

"Conan, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just checking Shinichi's hand temperature. Hmm, he's fine now. His temperature should be normal. There's no need to see a doctor."

The excuse was lame, but Xiaolan didn't care.

After waiting silently for a while, Ai Haibara took out a slicing knife from her pocket again and stared at Shinichi Kudo for a long time.

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(￢_￢)
"never mind."

Ai Haibara reluctantly put the slicing knife back into her pocket, and then Ran looked away.

Ran, who had turned her gaze away, suddenly froze. She hadn't noticed before, but now she realized that Sonoko had been wearing two black robes on her wrist. These two black robes were the ones left behind by those two strange fake Shinichis.

Noticing Ran looking at her, Sonoko smiled smugly: "These two black robes are amazing. They each reveal a Shinichi Kudo. If this Shinichi Kudo disappears one day, you can just have anyone put the robe on and maybe you can open another Shinichi Kudo blind box."

Ran stared into Sonoko's eyes and realized that what Sonoko said didn't seem like a joke. She hesitated, a word stuck in her throat, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Sonoko and Shinichi, before finally choosing to remain silent.

When Natsukawa and Hattori Heiji arrived, they didn't go in immediately. Neither of them said why, but they seemed to understand each other perfectly.

The two of them craned their necks to take a look and discovered that the person on the bed was Shinichi Kudo, not Conan, and sighed in unison.

Why are you sighing? ×2
The two said in unison.

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Heiji Hattori had a psychological trauma, so he immediately shut up, fearing that Kudo's experience would be repeated in his own life.

Suddenly, I began to suspect that Xia Chuan-ge across from me was a bit suspicious.

Hattori Heiji was not polite at all; he did what he wanted and reached out to pull at her face.

That's right. He suspected that this guy was Kaito Kid in disguise, who disgusted Kudo so much that he was hospitalized. It's not entirely impossible that he would appear in the hospital with a different face to make a fool of himself.

Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow and grabbed the outstretched arm. "What?"

"N-nothing."

Hattori Heiji pulled his hand back; his wrist hurt a little. This must be the real Natsukawa-kun; his fighting skills were definitely up to par.

Kaito Kid's strengths lie in magic and intelligence; his combat skills are probably not that high.

Xia Chuan was about to say something when he suddenly saw an ordinary-looking Beika citizen walk past him.

Hattori Heiji gave the Beika citizens a strange look, then glanced at Natsukawa, who was suddenly frowning and deep in thought, before shaking his head and walking into the ward.

"What luck! I can run into someone at any hospital." Xia Chuan glanced at the ward, making sure there was nothing to see, and then strode to catch up with the Beika citizens in front of him.

This "ordinary Mihoshi citizen" is actually not ordinary at all; perhaps it's just that he has an ordinary appearance.

Because he was the same man who appeared with Baileys at Dorobiga amusement park a while ago.

Although the surveillance footage wasn't particularly clear, it should be accurate; the face and figure are about 70-80% similar.

Now that they've met, Xia Chuan naturally won't miss the opportunity.

Xia Chuan made adjustments along the way, and by the time he reached the hospital entrance, he had changed his clothes. Then, behind a "Enlarge and Thicken" advertisement, his appearance was also changed, turning him into an ordinary Beika citizen.

Following someone without revealing their true identity is a consistent practice of the spy Twilight. This is also why, for so many years, the outside world has heard of the spy Twilight's reputation but has never known what he looks like.

On the dark web, the only publicly known characteristic of Twilight is that it is male.

Closer to home.

Xia Chuan noticed that the man's walking posture was a bit strange; his legs were slightly crossed, and he kept touching his buttocks, possibly because he had pulled something on his testicles. If the timing weren't so inappropriate, he would have liked to go up and ask if he had hemorrhoids.

After leaving the hospital, the man became noticeably more vigilant, constantly checking to see if anyone was following him. He circled around Mihana General Hospital several times before disappearing into an alley and heading elsewhere.

This strange behavior made Xia Chuan slightly more alert, and he also began to pay attention to his surroundings.

Normally, a person hiding their identity wouldn't need to take such detours or frequently find various ways to observe what's behind them; they would only be so cautious if there was a possibility of being followed.

Xia Chuan looked around but didn't find anything unusual.

It's Friday, and it's almost time to get off work. There are many pedestrians, but that doesn't stop Xia Chuan from confirming that the other person's worries are unnecessary.

Xia Chuan wasn't worried that the other party's vigilance stemmed from discovering that he was being followed.

He maintained a distance of about thirty or forty meters from the man.

For ordinary spies and agents, it is easy to lose sight of the target if the tracking distance is too far, but this will not happen to Xia Chuan. Knowing that the other party is going in circles, Xia Chuan can easily judge the other party's route based on his experience.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the streetlights lit up like dominoes. The man seemed to have lost interest in circling around and stopped at Beikacho 1-chome. He then walked straight into a detached house with an Ishimoto sign.

Having determined the other party's address, Xia Chuan left without lingering or even glancing at it.

The birds haven't been disturbed, so now isn't the best time to act. We need to wait until we get back to Frank and check his information about this family.

Impulsiveness is always a cardinal sin for spies. It is unwise to act without thoroughly investigating the situation and the overall picture. Unless absolutely necessary, Xia Chuan would never act rashly.
In a resident's house two streets away from here.

"How is it? Has he returned?" Yuri asked as he entered the room carrying a lunchbox.

This house was a surveillance point for the police.

Inside the room were two well-dressed, upright men, both staring intently at the surveillance footage on the screen.

The house they were observing was the Ishimoto family's house with the Ishimoto nameplate, the same house that Natsukawa had just "passed by".

Looking at the pile of cigarette butts on the side, it's clear this isn't the first day of surveillance.

“Ishimoto Ichiro just got home and didn’t do anything unusual. Could that letter be a prank?”

One of the men in the suit asked, puzzled, "Boss, is there really something wrong with this guy? We've been observing him for the past few days, and he doesn't seem to be doing anything unusual. Besides, if there really is something wrong, why don't we just follow him and keep an eye on his place? You often can't see anything wrong with that."

Yuri glanced at the man in the suit and spoke calmly:
“No, if he really is a member of that organization, our surveillance is very likely to be discovered, and if something goes wrong, he might escape.”

"Your observations should not remain on the surface. Sometimes, you can actually see problems from changes in your daily routines and lifestyle characteristics."

Yuri placed the bento box on the table and sneered, "After observing him these past few days, plus the tracking I just did, I'm pretty sure this guy is a member of the Black Organization!"

As for whether he was a codenamed member, Yuri wasn't entirely sure, but judging from the level of vigilance, he suspected he was.

His tracking seemed to have been discovered when he went out; if he hadn't given up at the last minute, the bird might have already flown away.

"Did the boss discover something?"

The two men in suits looked to be in their mid-thirties, with resolute and mature faces, but they appeared somewhat weak in front of Yuri, who had a baby face.

However, they didn't see any problem with it.

Others may not know Yuri, but his team members know him all too well.

Yuri's baby face is just a disguise; his heart is that of an absolute devil. Any prisoner he interrogates either walks out of the interrogation room laughing maniacally or is carried out of the interrogation room.

This is a devilish policeman.

Because of the special nature of the public security bureau, and the fact that their team was responsible for this mysterious black-clad organization, their outrageous behavior did not arouse the displeasure of their superiors.

On the contrary, his methods were fully supported by his superiors.

Of course, this only applies to prisoners; Yuri is quite normal with his team members or other colleagues.

"Didn't we put laxatives in his tap water pipes?"

The two nodded in unison and said, "The reason he went to the hospital is probably because he felt like he had an upset stomach and needed to see a doctor. Is there anything wrong with that?"

The team members were a little confused, wondering what their leader meant by suddenly saying that.

“Ichiro Ishimoto went to the hospital, but did not see a doctor. Instead, he just took some medicine and left.”

“He was very wary because picking up medicine this way didn’t require much identification information and wouldn’t leave behind any medical records.”

Yuri slumped into a chair, rubbed his eyes, and continued:
"I asked the pharmacist and found that Ichiro Ishimoto had specified the medications he was getting, and they were all drugs that were most effective against diarrhea, including uncommon drugs such as rifaximin and racecadotril, which shows that he has a certain understanding of pharmacology."

The two men in suits suddenly realized.

This does not match the information they found about Ichiro Ishimoto.

In their investigation, Ichiro Ishimoto dropped out of high school, had a withdrawn personality, and came to Tokyo from Kyushu five years ago to work in insurance sales. He had no knowledge of pharmacology and still couldn't understand life, and his performance was consistently at the bottom of the company.

In addition to his insurance work, he also has other jobs, and his workload is quite heavy every day.

“A few days ago, he suddenly resigned from the insurance company and stopped doing other part-time jobs. During the few days I’ve been observing him, he’s basically not going out.”

"Once they go out, it's always in the middle of the night, and they're extremely vigilant, making them very difficult to track."

"Uh-huh!"

The two men in suits nodded.

In conclusion, there is indeed a problem, and a significant one at that!

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)