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

"Shirley, this is no longer just a personal matter for you."

“Your words are strange, Junelek.” Shiho Miyano said calmly as she walked towards the door. “Just do your own thing. You don’t have to help if you don’t want to.”

"That's good. I was just worried..."

Without turning her head, Shiho Miyano raised her hand to interrupt, said nothing, walked to the sterile buffer zone, dialed Hotaru Mizuki's number, and went straight to the point:

How much do you know about your classmate, Kiyoko Yukimatsu?

"So-so, in what specific aspects?" Ying Sheng asked casually.

"Of course it's about her health. You sent someone with you, so you must know I'm examining her."

"Um, so what? Shouldn't the person in charge of the inspection know her better?"

Ying Sheng paused for a moment, "Oh, I see. You know that she used to be my neighbor and you wanted to ask her if there was anything unusual about her in the past, right? I'm very sorry about that, I have amnesia. I don't remember anything from twenty-four days ago."

Shiho Miyano frowned slightly: "Are you serious?"

"Dead yesterday, reborn today, that is absolutely true. Is there anything else, Miss Shirley?"

"Send me Shinichi Kudo's phone number."

"Okay, bye."

Ying Sheng hung up the phone and looked at the curious Xiao Lan beside him: "As I told you before, Kudo took Xue Song to the research institute. Something must have happened. Miss Shirley didn't get Kudo's phone number and came here instead."

"Accident?"

Xiaolan asked worriedly, "Is Xuesong's coma very serious?"

"Who knows? Let's trust the professionals."

Ying Sheng looked out the car window. Not far away, a wisp of smoke was slowly rising from the charred balcony of a building. Below the charred area was a towering fire ladder, its spray of water mist nearing its end, leaving a bright rainbow in the sky.

Speaking of which, the rain stopped without us even noticing.

"Xiao Lan, do you know whose house caught fire over there?" Ying Sheng asked.

"do not know."

"This is Xuesong's home."

"Huh?" Xiaolan was surprised for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and her eyes sharpened. "Xuesong is currently unconscious, and her house is on fire. Is someone deliberately targeting her? Could it be someone from the Muddy Society?"

She was reminded of the last auction.

"I don't know the specifics, but I figured criminals always return to the scene, so I brought you here to wait for them." Ying Sheng smiled slightly, already holding a white cat mask in his hand.

Since the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, the clay and wooden sculptures inside should have some kind of reaction.

Chapter 187 Shinichi Kudo's accomplice is Kaito Kid?!

"Brother, the investigation results for the fire at Xue Song Qingzi's house are in. It was arson!"

In a black Porsche 356A, Vodka, in the driver's seat, hung up the phone with the outer members and immediately turned to report to Gin, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat.

This was entirely expected; Gin didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and simply asked:

"Any valuable information?"

"They said they found a safe at the scene, along with a charred severed arm. He was holding half a notebook in his hand, with a few words still written in it, which the police identified as..."

Vodka paused for a moment, then said cautiously, "It's Chris."

"!!!"

Gin suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of cold killing intent appearing and disappearing in an instant, and asked in a cold voice, "The Chris of Chris Vineyard?"

Vodka nodded weakly: "That's the one."

"Ha, Vermouth's public identity, Vodka, do you think this is a coincidence?"

"I don't think so."

Seeing his elder brother's grim expression, Vodka silently turned around and asked, "Brother, should we send someone to investigate?"

“Drive there, we’ll go ourselves.”

Vodka quickly started the car, made a U-turn, and let the Aoyama Pharmaceutical Research Institute gradually disappear into the distance in the rearview mirror. Seeing him glance at the receding light and shadow, Gin chuckled:

"Vodka, do you really think Vermouth would help Sherry escape?"

Vodka quickly shook his head: "Of course not, I'm just wondering why Vermouth didn't just wake up? Letting Sherry examine her body probably wouldn't be a pleasant experience for her."

"Ha, maybe we're in a bind."

Gin's eyes gleamed with amusement. After Miyano Akemi mentioned sending Vermouth to the research institute, he connected to Vermouth's communications and overheard the conversation between Kudo Shinichi, Miyano Akemi, and Mizuki Hotaru.

And finally, when Mizuki Hotaru was utterly bored, she whispered something in Vermouth's ear.

Gin didn't know if Vermouth had tried to wake up before, but after hearing Sherry's name, even if her feelings for Shinichi Kudo were fake, she would probably be stirred by a bit of her competitive spirit.

Women are all like this, let alone when the other party is an enemy.

Perhaps she would calm down soon and think that it was better to wake up after all, but by then Mizuki Hotaru was already actively looking for help for her, and a moment later, Kudo Shinichi also ran in. If she woke up then, it would seem a bit too fake.

If this 'fake' was just a joke, it wouldn't be a problem, but since Shinichi Kudo suspected Vermouth was also one of the third parties last night, her 'fake' will only bring trouble to herself.

After weighing the disgust she felt from Sherry's examination, she could only pinch her nose and continue to pretend.

Thinking of this, Gin, slightly agitated by the unknown unexpected events, contacted Vermouth again and launched into a sarcastic remark:

"Vermouth, did you think this would happen before you pretended to faint? You probably thought you'd just take a nap out of boredom. Heh, you underestimated your boyfriend's feelings for you, and he ended up handing you over to Sherry."

There was no response from the other end, and Gin didn't care at all, casually talking and calming himself down while smoking.

"Of course, you also have to blame Miyano Akemi. She told Sherry that Kudo Shinichi asked her to do it, and when she was on the phone with Kudo Shinichi, she persuaded him to send you to the research institute. She told different things to both sides, which was a deliberate attempt to make this happen."

There's a problem though.

How did she know you were in a coma before she called Shinichi Kudo?

Since Hotaru Mizuki knew that Shinichi Kudo and Sherry knew each other in the past, they probably already had each other's phone numbers and were in contact privately. Shinichi Kudo's phone call with Akemi Miyano was probably just an act for Hotaru Mizuki's benefit.

So, does that mean that Shuiyue Yingsheng knew they knew each other all along because she found out through a secret investigation?

Otherwise, they wouldn't have needed to put on an act.

The Miyano sisters have colluded with outsiders and kept it a secret from the newcomers to the organization, which does indeed raise the possibility of betrayal.

Ha, but what can a high school student do?

In their previous phone call, the Miyano sisters subtly mentioned disguise techniques. Vermouth, could it be that you've exposed something, or even joined them?

In his last sentence, Gin's tone was quite playful, clearly indicating that he believed such a possibility was absolutely impossible.

So……

"Are there any other people in this world who know how to disguise themselves? And they're probably people related to Shinichi Kudo."

Gin analyzed with great interest: "Vermouth, with your skill level, you shouldn't have exposed your identity, right? So why did they suddenly mention disguise, and why didn't they use it when they had a perfect opportunity before? Did they only recently come into contact with someone who has that ability?"

Where did you learn your disguise skills?

Are there any fellow disciples here?

Let me know when you're out of your coma. This matter concerns Shirley and needs to be investigated thoroughly.

Vodka, do you know anyone else who knows disguise?

"Ah I?"

Vodka was taken aback. Had his older brother suddenly become happier while they were talking, and then he actually asked him that question?

However, when it comes to this, he does know one thing: "Kaito Kid is good at disguise. Newspapers always say that he can impersonate others and steal jewels without anyone noticing."

"Ha, a thief?"

“Um… he actually always returns what he steals,” Vodka scratched his head. “Big brother, the intelligence team has actually investigated this guy. He might actually be connected to Shinichi Kudo.”

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Shinichi Kudo's father, Yusaku Kudo, once stopped Kaito Kid from committing a theft, and that's when Kaito Kid's name became widely known. And, well... although they seem to be enemies on the surface, there are rumors that the two of them have a close relationship, which is why I think that way."

"You mean, they're both enemies and friends?"

"I don't know, mainly because I think there aren't many people who know how to disguise themselves."

Gin pondered for a moment: "A valuable conjecture, Vodka. Keep an eye on Kaito Kid's information afterward."

Vodka nodded hurriedly and continued to concentrate on driving.

Gin, however, felt that his younger brother seemed to be quite intelligent, so he said, "It would be much more difficult to disguise Sherry inside the research institute than outside. Shinichi Kudo couldn't even find an opportunity to be alone with her."

"Vodka, do you think he might have ulterior motives for entering the research institute under the guise of examining Vermouth?"

Vodka shook his head: "Didn't my brother have someone check it carefully? There was nothing there, and I have no clue either. He probably came to scout the terrain himself; he figured there was no risk anyway."

"Ah…"

Gin scoffed, "Let's just take care of him and be done with it."

Vodka's lips curled slightly as he turned his head to look at the dark balcony window outside:

"Big brother, we've arrived at Xue Song Qingzi's house."

Chapter 188 Xiao Lan, under his influence, begins to carry a gun.

"Xiaolan, do you know, I often think about what the meaning of my existence is."

In the dark stairwell, amidst the long echoes, Ying Sheng's words took on a somewhat empty quality.

"Huh? Mizuki-kun actually thinks about this kind of thing?"

Xiaolan turned on her phone and used the dim light to illuminate Yingsheng's face. She leaned closer and felt his body temperature with the back of her hand. After a while, she withdrew her hand, looking puzzled.

"You don't have a fever."

"Haha, this is the kind of thing to say in this kind of situation, it's not appropriate to be too cheerful."