I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 320 Haven't they all been arrested?

Inside the apartment, Chen En continued his investigation into information regarding the Steel Society's behind-the-scenes supporters.
To be precise, it started by tracing back the websites and people that Miura Takeo had visited, based on his memories. Although that guy deliberately hid his memories in this regard, it was only a matter of time before he could dig them out.

If it were Japanese public security computer experts who obtained and traced these memories, it might take two or three days.

However, for Chen En, it was something that happened within a single day.

He found and downloaded all the information about the networks and people that Takeo Miura had come into contact with within a five-minute oracle in the early morning, and then began a needle-in-a-haystack search for possible individuals.

The process was tedious, but when Chen En thought about what that amazing man in black had done,
Thinking about the Batmobile the system would give him after taking down Black Mask, he suddenly became motivated. Even if it meant hard work, he was determined to filter out all the people behind Black Mask within a day, or even twelve hours!
Chen En quickly scanned the various data pages, absorbing them into his mind in a monstrous fashion.
The memory palace technique he learned from Sherlock Holmes during his one-minute Batman time last night is helping him quickly understand and further filter the information he sees.

Why do they all look so familiar...?

A hint of doubt appeared in Chen En's eyes.

He felt that the people Black Mask seemed to be in contact with were all his acquaintances. However, as everyone knows, Chen En's acquaintances are usually either in sanatoriums, mental hospitals, or prisons.

If Black Mask only interacts with people he knows.

So where did this guy get the courage to stir up trouble in Tokyo? From Black Mask's previous actions, Chen En could easily deduce that this guy was afraid of death and would definitely leave himself a way out.

If everyone Black Mask came into contact with ended up in jail, then Black Mask shouldn't be so arrogant.

Holding the coffee in his hand,
Chen En's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
At the same time, a message suddenly popped up on the system screen in front of him.

[Easy-difficulty security mission completed!]

[Your 20 points reward has been credited to your account. Please check!]

[You've been awarded 10 points for helping Sheriff Gordon solve a difficult problem!]

Chen En was taken aback.
He glanced at his phone, and surprisingly, there were no unknown calls or unread messages—Conan and Ai Haibara had indeed solved the security mission solely through their own abilities.

To everyone's delight, it seems that Conan and Ai Haibara earned points for completing the mission.

He wasn't sure if it was because he always called Conan Robin.

Or perhaps it was because he reminded Conan of the fact that the culprit was a photographer that led to this result. Therefore, Chen En narrowed his eyes slightly, considering when to test it.

Anything that is certain but uncertain should not be delayed for too long; it must be done immediately.

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At this very moment, at the Tokyo National Stadium...
Conan has already taken advantage of his size.

He approached photographer number 13 from behind in full view of everyone, and strangely enough, neither photographer number 13, nor any of the other photographers or tourists watching the show at the Tokyo National Stadium, noticed his presence.

Conan was already used to this.
After all, this is one of the advantages he has after shrinking, and he would suffer if he didn't make good use of it.

After slightly adjusting the hypnotic needle firing setting on his wristwatch, Conan quickly reached into his bat belt and pulled out four small grappling hooks, preparing in advance.

Then, he injected cameraman number 13. ————At this very moment, this cameraman number 13 from Nichiri TV was preparing to communicate with the director using his earpiece and headset.

He noticed that plainclothes officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had already appeared in the stands of the Tokyo National Stadium with their poor acting skills, and he needed to give the director a good threat so that the police could arrest his teammate who was there to collect the money.

His ultimate goal in doing all this was very simple.

That would make Nichiri TV bleed, bleed a lot!

His name is Hiruta.

He once had a very promising job, working with his girlfriend. They shared a common goal and had been preparing for it for three years. But this job, which was about to be completed and would bring him a large sum of money—

It was completely wiped out because of a program that was temporarily sent back by Nichiri TV!

Hiruta's eyes burned with fury.

He spent three whole years preparing to rob a bank, and he and his girlfriend worked together for three years to make it happen!
As a result, the stupid Japanese TV station held a "Celebrity One-Day Store Manager" event at that time, letting celebrities be bank managers for a day. All sorts of cameras and microphones filled the bank, and he couldn't do anything at all!

His girlfriend committed suicide out of despair after the bank robbery plan failed!

It's all Nichiri TV's fault! He and his girlfriend have worked so hard, why shouldn't they get a reward?
Once he gets the money from Nichiri TV, he plans to kill off a random lucky audience member at the end of the show, then anonymously have the newspapers publish a story claiming that the tragedy was caused by Nichiri TV preventing him from getting his money back.

All the criticism was directed at Nichiri TV!

Only in this way can Hiruta vent the hatred in his heart!
However, just as Hiruta put his hand in his pocket, preparing to make a call, then listened to the phone call through his earpiece, and warned the director through his headset, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on the back of his neck.

Before he could turn around to see what was happening, Hiruta's consciousness instantly left his body.

But before Hiruta showed any signs of falling, Conan had already thrown out the anchor hook to hold Hiruta in place, preventing him from collapsing. Conan then leaned against Hiruta's back, supporting his waist with one hand while reaching for his phone with the other.

After getting hold of Hiruta's phone, Conan began to check the call logs.

Then Ai Haibara's voice rang in my ears.

“I’m at the highest point of the stands now. You can call the criminal now, and I’ll take care of him.”

Conan nodded slightly.

Following the call log, he first dialed the first number, then hung up immediately after discovering it was the director, Jin Zi, on the other end. He then dialed the second number, and, using a voice changer, said...

"I am Hiruta."

"Considering that the pasta should be mixed with No. 42 concrete, the length of this screw will directly affect the excavator's torque. When it's driven in, it will instantly generate a large amount of high-energy protein, which will seriously affect economic development..."

Another criminal who answered the phone: ?

What are you doing?
(End of this chapter)