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

If everything is normal...

I told him that I didn't know his current situation, I only knew that he was not dead, and that we had been in contact by phone ever since.

Brother Kudo, didn't you say before that you didn't know what kind of life technology Aoyama Pharmaceuticals was researching that involved such a huge amount of money?

Now we all know.

I suspect that the people above probably weren't completely unaware of the situation. Knowing that you weren't dead, they would make some guesses but wouldn't delve too deeply into it.

By the way, not many people saw you get shot. As long as you don't actively go out and announce that you're Shinichi Kudo, maybe no one will even care. Anyway, you didn't die, and the Black Organization is a more important target.

Shinichi Kudo was deeply moved by Inspector Megure's kindness. He thanked him sincerely and was about to get out of the car.

"You stay in the car for now, I'll go buy you a set and put it on for you."

Megure quickly stopped him, adding, "And Kudo, um... you have to change your name for now, otherwise if someone accidentally overhears me calling you that, it'll be troublesome."

Shinichi Kudo glanced at his clothes and understood what Juichi Megure meant.

But the new name...

Click——

Inspector Megure opened the car door and chuckled, "No need to rush to give it out, Kudo-kun, take your time thinking about it. This name will probably stay with you for a while. After that, do you have anyone you trust? Do you want to contact Yusaku-kun?"

A person you trust?

Shinichi Kudo immediately thought of Professor Agasa next door, but he was currently carrying a huge responsibility and could attract danger at any time. How could he involve innocent people in this?

If there were no other choice, that would be fine, but since Inspector Megure is now involved in this whole affair, in order to minimize the repercussions, we have no choice but to handle this matter without bothering two people.

Thinking of this, Shinichi Kudo stood up in the back seat and bowed deeply to Juzo Megure.

"Please, Inspector Megure, take me in!"

Megure Juzo actually had the same idea, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, we can talk about other things later. I'll take you to my house later."

Shopping, going home, eating, eavesdropping on Ying Sheng.

Time flies.

At 9:10 p.m., Shinichi Kudo, standing in front of the mirror, withdrew his right hand, his eyes regaining their usual calmness, without a trace of confusion.

The world in the mirror became clear, and the figure behind him had long since disappeared.

All that remained was a room filled with warm light.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

"Could you open the door?"

A gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Aunt Green, of course."

Shinichi Kudo rushed over to open the door. There stood a woman in a bright pink casual dress, with slightly curly black short hair, a gentle and serene face, and a stack of light blue clothes in her hands. She had the air of a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman).

She unfolded the clothes at the door; it was a set of silk blue pajamas. She handed it to Shinichi Kudo with a gentle smile.

"Thirteen is always so forgetful. He forgot to buy you pajamas. That's all. I'll be going now. Get some rest, little sir."

She turned around immediately after speaking and did not go inside.

"Aunt Green!"

Shinichi Kudo called out to her, gripping his pajamas tightly with both hands, and spoke with a firm tone.

"My name is Conan, Edogawa Conan!"

Mumu paused slightly, then turned back and smiled.

Goodnight, Conan.

Watching her figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, Shinichi Kudo... no, Conan Edogawa gently closed the door, placed his pajamas on the bed, and returned to his desk.

"Inspector Megure, how did you tell Aunt Midori about me?" Conan asked.

"I was rushing to the police hospital, so I took you back and left without having a chance to say anything. Besides, I didn't know what you were thinking before, Kudo-kun, so I was thinking of letting you tell me when you were having dinner with Midori."

"It's Inspector Megure speaking through the earphones."

"........."

Shinichi Kudo was speechless for a few seconds: "I was worried that what I said wouldn't match up with what Inspector Megure said, and I was thinking about the case the whole time. I barely spoke during the meal and went back to my room as soon as I finished eating."

"Ah? This..."

After a long pause, Inspector Megure hesitated for a moment before asking, "Midori doesn't think that I adopted you without consulting her, and that you're avoiding her, does she?"

Shinichi Kudo sighed softly: "I'm afraid that's the case. Inspector Megure, you should talk things out with Aunt Midori."

Ok……

Just say…

Chapter 289 The Simplest Solution to the Murder Case: The Dead Are Resurrected!

"Just say I'm a friend's kid. They've gone abroad on business, and they're asking Inspector Megure to take care of me for a while," Conan said.

“No problem, but you’ll have to change how you address me when you’re with other people, Kudo.” Inspector Megure said.

Conan rolled his eyes: "Yes, Uncle Megure."

"Haha, goodnight, Conan."

Temporarily cutting off communications, Megure Juzo felt a strange sense of relief and comfort.

But the hospital corridors were deserted at night, and a gloomy atmosphere suppressed the relief on his face.

At the end of the corridor, the night was pitch black, and the rain was pouring down.

Megure glanced at it, then dialed Chiba Kazunobu's number again, and the other end answered immediately.

"Has Sato not been found yet?"

Megure Juzo's tone was low and somber, no less so than the dark clouds covering the night sky.

Chiba Kazunobu echoed, "Not yet, Inspector. Maru said that yakuza members have also been spotted there, and they're looking for someone too. I suspect..."

"Just like that time at the izakaya, is this Kiyoko Yukimatsu's revenge?!"

Inspector Megure's eyes blazed with fury: "What are you still hesitating about? Tokyo's security is so bad, it's time for a major cleanup. Chiba, go and file a report now. I'm calling Inspector Matsumoto right away. We have to pull off a big operation tonight!"

"understand!"

Chiba Kazunobu replied in a deep voice. The police had suffered considerable humiliation these past few days, and the debt of blood could only be repaid with blood!

Their Metropolitan Police Department's beauty queen absolutely cannot be harmed!

Boom——! ! !

The heavens were enraged; the night sky suddenly turned white, and torrential rain poured down, as if to cleanse the world of all its sins.

"Yes, tighten up. The police will handle everything for us tonight."

Ebina City, deep in the mountains, road at night.

Hotaru used one phone as a flashlight to light his way, and the other phone, connected to an earphone, to chat and laugh with Chiyoko.

"The police have encountered a lot today. Whether it's out of venting or rebuilding their authority, they are eager to demonstrate their power to the underworld. Spurred on by what happened in Shuangbao Town, I think they will take action soon."

By the way, have you found Officer Sato's men?

"No."

In a quiet villa in Tokyo, Chiyoko Kambara knelt behind the rain curtain, quietly watching the changing world outside.

"I'm sorry, Hotaru, to avoid the police identifying Sumiyoshi as the target, we didn't search too deeply."

"It's nothing. This was my plan all along. The most important thing is to use the police to help us clear the obstacles. Chiyoko, once those old fogies are in jail, no one will be able to hold you back anymore. You can completely decide the future of the Sumiyoshi-kai."

Ying Sheng paused for a moment, then his tone became slightly more serious: "But power hates a vacuum. If you don't seize certain things, they will breed corruption and maggots, which will be detrimental to our plans."

Chiyoko sighed softly, "I know, Hotaru. I've already had them prepare. I'm just a little worried that this might create even more obstacles in the future."

"You can guide them in an orderly direction right now, so why wait until later?" Ying Sheng asked rhetorically.

Chiyoko was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand. Thank you, Hotaru."

"Your business is my business. Goodnight, Chiyoko."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Sheng deliberately waited two seconds, but received no notification. He shook his head self-deprecatingly.

He actually knew that Chiyoko's concern was not about the internal resistance to reforming the Sumiyoshi-kai, but about him.

Judging from Hotaru's current performance, especially his expansion plans yesterday and today, it doesn't seem like he's trying to lead Sumiyoshi to a clean slate.

On the contrary, it seems more like they want to unify the extreme way.

But Ying Sheng only pursues "love" and "killing intent," and has no real interest in unifying the Yakuza.

He is doing these things now simply in accordance with his own instincts and those of the Sumiyoshi-kai.

As an organic whole composed of people, the Sumiyoshi-kai Tokyo branch, like any living organism in nature, naturally possesses the instincts of feeding and expansion.

And to put it bluntly, if you want others to keep following you, you have to give them some benefits.

No relationship lasts forever; only interests remain constant.

Chiyoko's thinking is somewhat naive.

Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. If things continue according to her original plan, she might be overthrown and forced to step down one day. She'd be lucky to even have a whole corpse.

There is light ahead.

Ying Sheng was quite satisfied that he hadn't looked at the map while on the phone, but he hadn't gotten lost. He quickened his pace.

The villa's dark silhouette gradually emerged. Although the night was deep, the lights inside gave it a light, white edge, making it quite conspicuous.

Strange, wasn't it supposed to be a bonfire party? Why is it so quiet outside?