Conan: What alias? That's my struggle!

The room was empty.

Lin Ye's pale and unconvincing explanation left people speechless.

"??????"

"??????"

Both intruders were confused by Lin Ye's explanation.

The air solidified.

Realizing that his own super brain had betrayed him, Lin Ye stared blankly at the two figures at the door, with only one thought in his mind.

It's over, it's completely over!

"Stop! What are you shaking for!" Inspector Megure reacted the fastest. He shoved Shinichi Kudo aside and reached for his sidearm at his waist with his right hand, shouting sternly.

"Don't move! Hands up!"

He definitely wasn't holding a water gun.

Lin Ye's brain wouldn't lie to him about this. So, having just transmigrated and not yet accepted the fact that he had become a producer, Lin Ye immediately raised his hands as a conditioned reflex.

"Don't shoot, we're on the same side!" Lin Ye realized that he was speaking Japanese, so he guessed that his predecessor must have been a pure-blooded Japanese devil... a Japanese.

only.

Because the act of surrendering was so practiced, so practiced that even Lin Ye himself was stunned for a moment, he also slightly suspected that his predecessor's genes might contain the genes of a collaborator who had led the Imperial Army.

"Don't move. Now answer my question: Who are you?" Inspector Megure's hand was already gripping the gun handle, his eyes fixed on the bloodstains on Lin Ye's body.

"What happened to the body in this room?"

He also glanced at the female corpse on the bed that Lin Ye had pushed away.

A seemingly simple question.

This became a century-old problem that stumped Lin Ye.

who am I?

Lin Ye opened his mouth, but still couldn't answer. Adrenaline might indeed be a panacea, but it ultimately didn't have the function of piecing together memories.

What was the original owner's name?

What does it do?

Why would someone be at this murder scene?

Lin Ye had no idea.

Therefore, in Inspector Megure's view, the suspicious man covered in blood showed an extremely complex expression after hearing his question.

"What was that again...who do you think I am?"

Lin Ye cautiously probed, and he recognized who the two people in front of him were. Therefore, Inspector Megure, as the police chief, was probably the best accomplice in his quest to uncover his true identity.

Bah, he's an accomplice.

"??????"

Inspector Megure felt that Lin Ye was flirting with him.

His brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly, and he took a step closer, his tone even harsher: "Stubborn? Whoever you are, come with me to the station now for questioning!"

Inspector Megure freed one hand and reached for handcuffs at his waist.

The silver metal reflected a cold light under the lamp.

A classic arrest scene is unfolding.

Lin Ye never imagined that he would become the protagonist in it.

"No... this process is wrong. You need to deduce things first. We haven't even reached the repentance stage yet..." Lin Ye looked at the handcuffs, his mind racing.

What should I do?

Should we resist?

But if we resist, the other side has guns! Besides, this is the world of Detective Conan, and although Inspector Megure often fails to solve cases, he is still a police officer with a position!

Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime!

But if he didn't resist and was taken back to the police station, what if his predecessor really was the murderer? Wouldn't he be finished? Just then, a voice interrupted.

"Inspector Megure, please wait a moment."

Shinichi Kudo finally recovered from his shock. He stepped forward and pressed down on Inspector Megure's hand as he reached for handcuffs. "Don't rush to arrest anyone."

"Shinichi?" Inspector Megure looked at him, puzzled. "What's there to wait for? Isn't the situation at the scene obvious enough?"

"That's precisely why we need to wait a bit," Shinichi Kudo said, walking into the room and casually pressing a light switch on the wall.

"Smack."

The chandelier in the room turned on, and the light from the CD player dispelled the shadows in the corners, illuminating the entire room.

Lin Ye subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Once his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw Shinichi Kudo taking a bathrobe from the clothes rack next to him and walking towards him.

"Sir, please put this on first." Shinichi Kudo handed him a bathrobe and then casually picked up a blanket from the sofa. "Use this to wipe your face."

His attitude was gentle.

"OK."

Lin Ye didn't have time to think and quickly wiped the blood off his face with a blanket. The dried blood was not easy to wipe off, and after rubbing it a few times, he finally revealed his original face.

Actually, there were only some bloodstains on his face just now, but Inspector Megure stared at his face for several seconds before suddenly realizing and exclaiming "Oh!"

"It's you! Dr. Hashimoto!"

He seems to have a serious eye problem, but he has never sought medical attention.

Dr. Hashimoto?

Lin Ye was taken aback—so his predecessor was a doctor? He subconsciously looked at Shinichi Kudo, who was scrutinizing him with a critical gaze.

A playful smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Although the situation was somewhat unexpected."

Shinichi Kudo smiled slightly and said confidently, "But he is indeed one of the victims of this engagement murder case, the doctor Hashimoto whose identity was stolen—Hashimoto Rinyo."

It's that confident face again.

Lin Ye didn't even have time to complain about Shinichi Kudo's amnesia.

He was organizing information.

Hashimoto Rinyo.

Lin Ye silently repeated the name in his mind—Hashimoto Lin Ye, differing from his real name only by the surname. Was this a coincidence? Or was it arranged by the system?

Now is certainly not the time to dwell on this.

Lin Ye was more concerned about another piece of information in Shinichi Kudo's episode.

"Identity stolen?" he blurted out. "What do you mean?"

Shinichi Kudo didn't answer immediately, but instead looked at Inspector Megure. Inspector Megure had already put away his sidearm, but his expression remained serious.

"So there really is such a thing as disguise..." he muttered to himself.

Shinichi Kudo's lips twitched.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but swallowed the words back down.

Because he discovered a serious problem.

This is a very serious problem.

An extremely serious problem.

Hashimoto Rinyo has been standing there naked since just now.

Yes, naked.

Completely naked.

His body was covered in blood, with no cloth.

Shinichi Kudo had just handed him a bathrobe to wear, but he didn't put it on; he just took it. He even used the blanket to wipe his face.

So now, this twenty-year-old male doctor stands naked under the bright lights, staring directly into his eyes, completely unaware that something is amiss.

"Is Birdie really that arrogant?"

Shinichi Kudo's gaze involuntarily shifted downwards.

Then he saw it.

I saw something I shouldn't have seen.

Very big.

Really big.

Shinichi Kudo considered himself to have seen a lot of the world, solved many cases, and encountered many perverts, but at this moment, his brain still briefly went blank for a fraction of a second.

"No, officer, don't you think there's anything wrong with it?"

He glanced instinctively at Inspector Megure. Inspector Megure was busy adjusting his sidearm, completely unaware of the situation, which made it even harder for him to say anything.

I'm just a high school student.

Perhaps I'm still not quite used to certain aspects of this society.