He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Hotaru would never subcontract the sake brewery's tasks to someone as obviously problematic as Amuro Tooru.

Ying Sheng's new request is:

"The karate tournament is about to begin, and I suddenly had an idea: could we develop some kind of software that can analyze the contestants' fighting habits, strength, angles, and so on through video, and then have the computer calculate the optimal counter-strategy?"

Amuro Tooru remained silent for a while: "With Ran's abilities, she doesn't need this, does she?"

"There's no limit to martial arts. Even if she wins the championship this time, it only means that she's relatively strong among high school girls in the Kanto region. Listen to that, there are too many limitations. Have you heard of Makoto Kyogoku? The newspapers call him the strongest, and he also practices karate."

"...I understand, so you mean finding a suitable software developer, right?"

Amuro Tooru closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, feeling dizzy from searching for clues in the hospital courtyard, and even more so after hearing Hotaru's request.

Oh well, he's a rich young master anyway, whatever.

"Is 500,000 yuan enough for the initial expenses?"

"No problem, is it still the same card? But this time there should be a commission report, it needs to be more professional."

"I understand. Once I've gathered the information on the software developers, I'll send you a copy for you to choose from. The same applies to each subsequent step."

"Please hurry, or you'll miss the competition."

"...I already said Miss Lan is fine."

"Hmm, Ran told me that Mr. Amuro is much better than her. Your judgment must be right. I'm just curious, why don't you become a boxing coach or something? That would be easier than being a detective, right?"

"I enjoy meeting different people and things, and being a detective is a good job."

Oh, so working part-time at a bubble tea shop is also an option?

Ying Sheng seemed to be deep in thought. This feeling of mingling among all sorts of people made him seem like an intelligence agent.

Or are they black market brokers?

"I see. It's wonderful to be able to do what you love," Ying Sheng said with a smile. "There's another question: how much did Attorney Kiyoshi actually spend on Mr. Mori this time? Did she come to the hospital? Did she say anything?"

"I don't know the exact amount, but judging from Inspector Megure's shocked expression, it should be the kind of thing that can solve the problem once and for all. Attorney Kisaki didn't come to the hospital; she just asked Inspector Megure to tell Mr. Mori to take care of himself."

"Oh, then could you please ask Mr. Amuro to investigate Attorney Kisaki's financial situation as well?"

"That's possible, but why is Mr. Shuiyue concerned about this?"

“Data is more convincing. I want Xiaolan to see more intuitively what it means to do poverty alleviation.”

"...Okay, no extra charge this time."

After hanging up the phone, Amuro Tooru felt increasingly strange about Mizuki Hotaru, his way of doing things and so on...

That's too casual.

Shaking his head in frustration, Amuro Tooru continued his search, but even after searching every corner of the courtyard, he still couldn't find what he had guessed. Finally, he walked up the steps of the third building, glanced around the courtyard, and turned to go upstairs.

When he arrived at ward 413 at 10:40 a.m., Shinichi Kudo, who was a late sleeper and a late riser, was yawning, holding a love knot made of strands of hair in his hand, his eyes looking inexplicable, and he was about to turn his head to look at the girl next to him.

As soon as Amuro Tooru entered, Shinichi Kudo's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Amuro, did you find it?"

"No."

Amuro Tooru shook his head, pulled up a chair, and sat down beside the hospital bed:

"You believe that Mr. Mori's hallucinations were actually caused by human factors, perhaps by a visual negative afterimage or a special translucent film, which is why we didn't see them. But in the end, we didn't find the special vector image or the film."

Shinichi Kudo's eyes flickered: "What about that card from the Kabukicho club?"

"It was just a regular membership card, the standard style. The only difference was that the person on the other end of the phone was told that as long as Kogoro Mouri went there, two muscular men would be arranged to give him a bath."

Amuro Tooru couldn't help but laugh at the end, typical of Mr. Mizuki's style.

To help him achieve his goal, Amuro Tooru secretly slipped the card back into Kogoro Mouri's pocket, making a knowing expression that all men would understand. This made Kogoro Mouri extremely grateful, feeling as if the world was full of harmony and love.

"..."

Shinichi Kudo was speechless: "It seems I was overthinking it. But could that club be related to Mizuki? The dot matrix pattern looks like a firefly when you squint at it."

“I didn’t notice that. I was squinting…” Amuro Tooru’s heart skipped a beat. “Could it be that something Mr. Mori saw was polarized and could only be seen from a specific angle? But… that doesn’t seem to make sense.”

Shinichi Kudo sighed softly, "It can't really be Uncle Mori's fault, can it, LSD..."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I took Mr. Mori for a second urine test this morning, and it was negative."

"Eh?!"

Shinichi Kudo was startled: "Negative?"

"That's right, we even tested it repeatedly. In the end, Director Fukuda personally apologized to Mr. Mori and admitted that it was the hospital's mistake last night."

"..."

Including the death of Okao Yamada last time, the accident rate in hospitals is quite high.

hiss--

Thinking about it this way, could it be the work of a mastermind behind it all?

His purpose remains unclear, but from Uncle Mori's perspective, it seems he just wants to severely punish Uncle Mori, but doesn't want him to actually die or become useless.

So the previous LSD was just a malicious joke played on Uncle Mori while misleading the police?

If that's the case, and with smiling and crying faces added on top of that, that guy really has a twisted sense of humor.

"But wouldn't that make it even more likely that the hallucination was created by someone?" Shinichi Kudo pondered. "Could it be that someone cleared away the evidence before we did?"

Amuro Tooru shook his head: "Kudo-kun, if you think about it that way, things will never end."

Reasoning, in the end, must be based on evidence.

"Feel sorry."

Shinichi Kudo understood this principle, of course, but he simply lacked evidence and could only rely on his imagination...

"In that case, will Uncle Mori be forcibly sent to a mental hospital?" he asked.

"Probably not. Inspector Megure is willing to vouch for him, Shirai Mitsuo's family won't pursue the matter, and Ms. Aida is applying to become his special guardian... well, that's just a common term; in reality, it's an agreement with the Metropolitan Police Department," Amuro said.

"Ms. Aida?"

Shinichi Kudo looked at her strangely and instantly became suspicious: "Is there something wrong with her?"

Amuro Toru smiled and said, "She was hired by Mr. Mizuki at a high salary."

"That guy, Shuiyue..."

Shinichi Kudo muttered to himself, "That guy isn't just being nice to Ran now, he's being nice to the entire Mouri family."

And he...

He tilted his head slightly...

Chapter 169 Countdown to Conan's Birth

The girl beside him slept peacefully, showing no signs of waking up. Shinichi Kudo looked quite worried, and after learning about the love hormones last night, his worry was tinged with a complex mix of emotions, even guilt.

Was his appearance somewhat inappropriate?

Did he cause her distress because of the medication?

Amuro Tooru followed Kudo Shinichi's gaze and vaguely guessed what Kudo Shinichi was thinking.

He originally came for Kiyoko Yukimatsu. After discovering that Shinichi Kudo's reaction to the report last night was abnormal, and that he had pulled the doctor to another ward for a private talk, he secretly investigated the matter and learned about the oxytocin.

But what he really wanted to say was that the thing was useful, but there was no need to be overly self-doubting.

If there's absolutely no affection between you, even if the God of Love himself ties the red thread, it won't help, let alone medicine.

Besides, Kudo-kun, you're not under the influence of that stuff right now. Look at your eyes, are they empty?

Thinking of this, Amuro Tooru immediately spoke:

"How is Kiyoko-kun doing?"

"The doctor said there's nothing wrong. It's probably just a matter of constitution. The medication is taking effect a little slower, but there won't be any long-term effects. It should be effective by tonight at the latest."

"May I ask why Kudo-kun suddenly wanted to investigate Kozue's blood sample last night?"

Shinichi Kudo turned around: "There's no reason."

"Sorry, I meant no harm, I was just curious." Seeing Shinichi Kudo looking at him, Tooru Amuro smiled and said, "After all, you two look like a couple, but having the police check your blood samples seems to be a suspicion of her. It's really hard to understand."

Shinichi Kudo shook his head with a wry smile: "Don't talk about couples like that. Kiyoko will probably be bothered when she wakes up."

"Um……"

Amuro Tooru hesitated for two seconds: "Actually, the newspapers published a very detailed account of Yukimatsu Nami's case, and two people even asked me to investigate it. I'm quite familiar with it. Kudo-kun, you must have suspected that Kiyoko-kun was the mastermind behind everything, right?"

Shinichi Kudo frowned slightly: "Mr. Amuro, are you concerned about this?"

Amuro Tooru nodded inwardly; of course, that was why he had come, but he didn't show it on his face.

“Last night’s case involved me, so of course I want to get to the bottom of it.”

"Ugh……"

This is an undeniable truth. Upon hearing this, Shinichi Kudo sighed softly, "Then you should also know that the evidence regarding the existence of the mastermind is actually negligible."

"Actually, I don't know."

Amuro Tooru certainly knew, but he was more concerned about another aspect: "I'm puzzled as to why so many people are surrounding Kiyoko-kun. Is she hiding some kind of secret?"

Shinichi Kudo looked at him strangely: "You're asking why? Isn't the answer obvious?"

Looks.

Are there any other reasons?

Amuro Tooru certainly knew this, but he still didn't believe that Sherry and Vermouth were investigating a high school girl for something like this, so he shook his head and said:

"I would certainly believe that most people are attracted by beauty, but if the mastermind you are thinking of is the Great Tengu who provoked the police in Tokyo Bay last night, I don't think he would act for such a shallow reason."

"That's not clear."

Shinichi Kudo had the same question about the mastermind's motives, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how many times he tried, so he changed the subject: