Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

Beikacho, the back alley of Yotsubo Bank.

Vodka sat in the driver's seat of the iconic Porsche 356A, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings through his sunglasses, always alert to any disturbance.

Gin reclined the passenger seat back slightly and half-reclined to smoke.

Smoke seeped out through the small cracks in the open car window, like a stream rushing across a plain along a winding river.

"Brother, that woman is here."

Not long after, the target appeared, and Vodka turned to remind Gin.

"Hmm." Gin stood up, a cruel smile on his face, a cigarette butt between his teeth.

Recently, due to the "Starlight" incident, the organization lost a loyal codename member and was reprimanded by the boss for incompetence.

Gin was in a bad mood.

Most importantly, the task originally assigned to him was actually completed by Bourbon, who somehow learned about it—although the method was ingenious and caused the organization to spend a lot of extra research funds, the organization's goal was ultimately achieved.

Over the years, the boss, who had long since lost all concept of money, even greatly admired Bourbon's intelligence control.

Even more angry.

It is well known that Gin and Bourbon do not get along well—to be precise, because Gin can't stand Vermouth, that mysterious woman who is always acting mysterious, he has negative feelings towards other people who claim to be "mystical".

Having his credit stolen by a hated colleague is not just holding "Starlight's" family hostage, it's practically slapping Gin in the face!

The key issue is that this resentment still can't be dissipated. "Starlight," which caused him to fail time and time again, has now become a partner of the organization, and in a sense, an ally. Bourbon is even a Black Organization cadre like him, a colleague.

Gin could only vent his anger on his work, killing "rats" even more diligently.

Recently, there has been a growing trend among Tokyo's peripheral members of the Gin group to "stop crying at the mere mention of Gin's name."

"Get out of the car." Gin glanced at "Hirota Masami" who was looking around as she approached, and gave the order to Vodka.

His steps were unsteady, his expression tense, and he had no awareness of counter-tracking... If it weren't for his sister, who was a "scarce resource in the organization," such a piece of trash would have been disposed of as cannon fodder long ago.

Of course, it will be soon.

Qin Ji thought of the order that the master gave after gradually losing patience, and a cold smile still lingered on her lips.

Now, continue to pressure this naive and foolish woman. After we get the billion yen she stole from the bank, we'll send her off on her final journey, just like those other good-for-nothings.

Chapter 68 A Strange Search for a Person (Part 1)

"Yami, Yami?"

Coming back to her senses, Akemi Miyano realized someone was calling her.

Looking in the direction the sound came from, she saw the teller working at the counter next to hers.

Come to think of it, I've been working at 4M Bank for a while now, haven't I? My colleagues and I are already able to address each other by our first names.

If I were just an ordinary person, I might continue doing this job, which isn't boring, pays well, and doesn't involve much backstabbing among colleagues, until I get married and have children.

If my sister hadn't been a scientist for the organization, perhaps she could have lived a happy life, studied abroad, and done what she loved...

I shook my head to stop my thoughts from wandering further.

Akemi Miyano chuckled self-deprecatingly. What's wrong with me lately? I keep thinking about unrealistic things.

"Why do you look so preoccupied after just one trip to the restroom?" her colleague continued, looking at her with concern.

"It's nothing. I just received a call from my hometown saying that one of my relatives is getting married."

"I see... Yes, Yami, shouldn't you start thinking about marriage?"

"Me? Forget it, I don't even have a boyfriend."

"You're so pretty, even I, as a girl, am smitten. Why worry about not finding a boyfriend? I think that handsome guy named Sugita from the Beika Bank next door is pretty good-looking; he even smiled at you the other day..."

While dealing with her colleagues' gossip, Akemi Miyano smiled and served the uncle who came to handle his business, wishing that time could stand still at this moment.

But that won't do; Shiho is waiting for her to take her out.

I glanced at the minute hand on my watch; as the second hand passed the last number, it had already aligned with the hour hand.

She glanced at her "teammates" who were getting ready in the lobby, then left her seat again and went back to the dressing room to put on a black knitted hood.

It's time for real work.

......

......

"A 10 billion yen criminal, an open kidnapping and murder case."

Conan sat in Professor Agasa's laboratory, reading the newly printed newspaper from that morning.

The title on the first page is quite sensational; it seems that Beika Town has a rather poor security situation.

"Honestly, why is it always this kind of thing?" Conan, filled with a sense of justice, complained indignantly.

"That's why your reasoning skills can come in handy, isn't it?"

Dr. Agasa, who clearly did not fully understand the truth and was putting the cart before the horse, continued the conversation with the Grim Reaper.

He was holding Conan's tracking glasses and repairing them with a screwdriver. Fine beads of sweat were seeping from his forehead, which was wrinkle-free due to his obesity.

"All done!" Professor Agasa breathed a sigh of relief, sounding as if he had accomplished a great task.

He handed the glasses to Conan, who was reading a newspaper.

"This is a new tracking glasses that I improved after discussing it with Xiao Tou. It has many new functions that were not available before."

"Toru Tono? Do you often discuss inventions together?"

"Yes, didn't I tell you that Tohru's research abilities and ingenious ideas are definitely at the forefront of the scientific community?"

"In that case, wouldn't it be better for me to just ask him if he has any better equipment for me..."

"Hey, Shinichi." Professor Agasa squinted at Conan, who seemed lost in thought.

I haven't even told you how to use the glasses yet, is it really okay to kick me while I'm at it?

"Haha, I was just worried about tiring you out, Professor Agasa." Conan scratched his head and chuckled. "By the way, Professor Agasa, you still haven't told me how to use these glasses."

"...Try pressing the button over there." Dr. Agasa decided not to argue with the child.

Conan held the temple of his glasses and curiously pressed the button next to the left side of the frame. As an antenna-like thing stood up, a simple map appeared in the frame, with the yellow dot in the middle clearly indicating the target to be tracked.

In addition, the lens displays the straight-line distance between the current location and the location of the yellow dot, and automatically plans the shortest route for pursuit.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Conan exclaimed in surprise.

"That's not all." Dr. Agasa was still very happy when someone praised his invention. "The left lens is a tracker, and the right lens is also specially made. It is equipped with an infrared sensing system that can detect units with heat within the field of vision and outline their approximate shape."

"In that case, it would be even easier for you to track down criminals, wouldn't it?"

"Unfortunately, there are still some shortcomings... Xiao Tou once mentioned to me a design concept for glasses with built-in signal source capture, bioelectric signal sensing, and night vision, but no matter how hard I try, I can only add one function to the thin lenses..."

"That's enough, Professor Agasa." Conan happily pressed the buttons repeatedly, familiarizing himself with the operation of the glasses.

Of course, using these high-tech gadgets is not to surrender to Toru Tohno, but because as an elementary school student who has been shrunk by taking the drug, he is already at a disadvantage in the competition with normal adult detectives!

Bringing a few high-tech gadgets is merely to compensate for these shortcomings outside of the mind.

Unlike Toru Tohno, who relies solely on high technology and external cheat codes to solve cases!

Conan comforted himself with this thought.

"Oh, don't forget to bring this transmitter. You can just stick it on your button as a decorative sticker."

Professor Agasa smiled kindly and helped Conan stick the sticker on the button of his suit.

"Thank you, Professor Agasa!"

......

Conan happily returned to the Mouri Detective Agency, only to find Toru Tono there, sitting on the sofa and drinking tea that was clearly brewed by Ran.

"Toru... Brother, what are you doing here?" Conan managed to utter the suffix "brother" with difficulty.

It's outrageous that he acts like a child in front of people who know he's pretending to be young; it takes immense courage!

Tohno Toru turned around when he heard the sound, and almost burst out laughing when he saw Conan's awkward and hesitant manner.

You know how to be shy?

"Little Conan, didn't you go to kindergarten today?"

Conan's face turned bright red: "I'm already an elementary school student! I don't need to go to kindergarten!"

"Pfft." Tohru Tono finally couldn't hold it in and let out a little sound.

"!!!" Conan really wanted to punch him in his handsome, smirking face, preferably disfigure him.

"Toru, stop bullying Conan." Ran brought over a cup of tea and handed it to Conan, giving Toru a reproachful look.

"He came to visit because he wanted to see what my dad, a real private detective, does every day," Ran answered Conan's question for Tohno, then sat down and turned to Tohno.

"So, how was it? Disappointed, aren't you?"

Kogoro Mouri was reading a newspaper with his legs propped up on the table when he heard his daughter say that. He barely managed to peek out from under the newspaper.

"What do you mean 'disappointed'? My daily work routine is just this easy and carefree!"

"Sigh," Xiaolan said helplessly.

"Uncle Mori is a famous detective, he must earn a lot of fees for completing a case, right? It's normal for him to be a little less busy most of the time," Tohno said to Ran with a smile.

"Kid, you've got good taste." Mori had met Toru Tohno quite often and they were fairly familiar with each other. He looked at him with eyes that said, "You've got potential." "Want to follow me, Sleeping Kogoro? Hahahaha!"

He laughed so hard his tongue was sticking out.

"Dad!" Xiaolan was truly at her wit's end with her father.

Conan, standing to the side, rolled his dead fish eyes and had to admit that Tohno Toru was someone who could solve cases a tiny bit faster than Shinichi Kudo. How could he possibly follow a third-rate detective like him?

"I'll consider it," Toru Tono replied with a smile.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"I'll go open the door." Xiao Lan, displaying the demeanor of a virtuous wife and loving mother, decisively got up and walked towards the entrance hall.