Conan, I'm an actor

After a plane makes an emergency landing, rescue boats usually arrive some time later, meaning they'll be adrift at sea for at least half an hour. But this time, there were boats at the landing site, and they had even deployed lifeboats beforehand, along with medical equipment—it was practically a floating hospital. He simply couldn't believe this wasn't pre-planned.

"Do you think this plane crash might have been deliberately caused by him?"

"Who would be so bored as to stage a plane crash?" Conan said, somewhat speechless. "A plane crash should just be an accident. I think the reason he made so many preparations is probably related to his personal experience. He experienced a plane crash before and almost lost his life. I think that's why he made so many preparations."

Don't you think the reasons you gave him are far-fetched?

"Alright, the Self-Defense Forces are coming soon. If we don't leave now, we really won't be able to leave."

"If you see him, please tell him that I owe him a favor this time."

"what about me?"

I also owe you a favor.

The pristine white paraglider unfurled, and Phantom Thief Kid's signature attire quickly drew the attention of others. Just then, a cracking sound came from the fuselage, the cabin rapidly flooded, and it soon sank into the sea.

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Although Shuri has been rescued, she has not yet regained consciousness. Even if she wakes up, she will have to stay in the hospital for a while. The troupe is currently considering replacing the main performer.

The box of chocolates, the prime suspect, was tested and found to contain no cyanide. The other evidence had sunk to the bottom of the sea with the plane. Although Conan had suspicions about the poisoner, he lacked evidence and couldn't testify against them.

In the following days, the discussion about the emergency landing of Flight SK865 remained intense, with everyone discussing the pilots' skills and searching for the legendary captain.

During this period, rumors circulated that Kaito Kid had disguised himself as Shinjo Isao, an actor from the Space Theater Company, and had piloted a plane, with Kaito Kid being the one who made an emergency landing. Shinjo Isao's testimony, coupled with the white paraglider on the sea, almost definitively proved that Kaito Kid was the pilot. If Kid hadn't sent a letter to the television station to clarify, everyone would have truly believed it.

Chapter 241 The Mori Family's Claim for Compensation

Shinjo was furious when he saw the letter from Kaito Kid. He was the one who spread the rumor so that he could pin the captain's identity on Kaito Kid.

A few days later, after the SK865 accident investigation report was released, the matter once again garnered significant attention. Some curious individuals copied the conditions under which the accident occurred and used simulators to recreate the flight conditions of SK865 at the time. They then discovered that it was almost impossible to complete the simulation, as most aviation enthusiasts perished on the first emergency landing, including some captains with over 3000 hours of flight time.

The flight bloggers mobilized their connections and even invited veteran captains with over 8000 hours of flight time, but even the most experienced captains could not make an emergency landing on a pitch-black sea.

The veteran pilots eventually came to the conclusion that this type of emergency landing should not be imitated; anyone who tries it will die.

Looking at the online reports, Xincheng's lips twitched. "Are these guys always that idle?"

"Should we tell people about the ground guidance?" Karen asked, frowning. "Without ground guidance, it would have been almost impossible for the plane to make a successful emergency landing, and in the end, the plane broke apart, didn't it? Your landing also had an element of luck involved, which isn't the case in the simulator..."

“If I reveal the ground guidance, wouldn’t that prove I was the one who orchestrated this? And wouldn’t that give others a lead? If they trace it back to the cruise ship, they’ll soon find the company.” Shinjo frowned and said, “We can’t do that. By the way, you can make that simulator too, right?”

"What are you planning to do? This is a simulator built by another company; I can't make it." Karen directly rejected Shinjo's request. "Besides, the profits aren't great; it's a pure loss-making business. I can make the Flying Swallow No. 1 simulator, though; it's already in production anyway..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Don't talk to me about the Flying Swallow No. 1. I never want to fly again in my life, especially with that guy Daigo." Shinjo refused outright. "Then I'll go and experience it. Can you help me modify the backend data to ensure that it won't disintegrate after an emergency landing? Also, can you record a video for me?"

"I always have a feeling you want to do something bad."

In the afternoon, a video titled "Practice Makes You Novice" appeared in the SK865 emergency landing discussion group. The person in the video started a full simulation based on the conditions of the SK865 and finally made a successful emergency landing on the sea.

The video caused a huge stir in the community, and many people tried to replicate it, but very few succeeded. Even if the timing was perfect, there was a high probability that the object would disintegrate upon impact with the sea; very few managed to land safely without breaking apart.

To capitalize on this trend, the TV station even interviewed several veteran pilots, and the interviews took up two pages in the newspaper.

Inside the Mori Detective Agency

Looking at the newspaper, Kogoro Mouri said with some dissatisfaction, "What is that Shinjo guy thinking? Why wouldn't he want this kind of honor?"

If he were to accomplish such a difficult feat, he would promote himself without needing anyone else to investigate.

"It's probably like those veteran captains said, the successful emergency landing had an element of luck involved, and he couldn't replicate it, nor did he want to get caught up in the media frenzy. Anyway, he must have his own reasons." Eri Kisaki sat on the sofa, flipping through the latest news. "By the way, there's something I need to ask you. On the plane, who was that suicide note you wrote to?"

"You came here just for this?" Kogoro Mouri looked somewhat embarrassed.

When it came time to write their wills on the plane, everyone took out paper and pens, but Ran and Eri didn't write anything. After all, the whole family was together, and no one would read their wills anyway. However, Kogoro Mouri did write a will and hid it in his underwear, which made Eri quite curious.

"I thought the atmosphere had already been built up to this point, and it would be a disservice to Shinjo's performance not to write a will." Kogoro Mouri scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly, clearly lying.

“But I feel like that’s not how it is,” Eri Kisaki said, turning Kogoro’s face directly to her eyes. “Look me in the eye and say it again.”

"Um... Eri, you didn't come here to ask these questions, did you?" Kogoro Mouri's eyes darted around, clearly hiding something.

“I’m here today to apply for compensation. Although we all survived the plane crash, the airline needs to compensate us for the economic losses,” Eri Kisaki said. “There is also compensation for emotional distress. Generally, airlines will provide compensation for three to six months of emotional distress.”

"Well, they've already lost a plane. Making them pay again seems a bit unfair," Kogoro Mori said, feeling his wife was going a bit too far. "Besides, we're fine, aren't we?"

"What do you mean 'it's nothing'!" Eri Kisaki said sternly. "Losing only one plane is the best outcome for them. If the emergency landing had failed, they would have had to pay much more in compensation. Moreover, this whole incident was caused by Maki Juri violating regulations by entering the captain's cockpit!"

"This..." Kogoro Mouri muttered. The other person is still in the hospital and still unconscious. Is it really okay to say this?

However, he couldn't go against his wife's wishes and had to prepare the application and lawsuit materials according to her requirements.

"By the way, can you contact Shinjo?" Eri asked while checking the materials.

"Sure, why would you contact him?" Kogoro Mouri asked, somewhat puzzled. "He doesn't have any cases to handle."

“Tell him that if he has any legal issues or business in the future, he can come to me and I’ll give him a 20% discount,” Eri Kisaki said coldly. “He saved our family, so we should at least express our gratitude.”

"This..." Kogoro Mouri looked a little embarrassed. When he was rescued, he did intend to thank Shinjo properly, but with the media interviews and subsequent events, he forgot about it.

Now that Eri Kisaki has brought it up herself, it makes him seem a bit impolite.

"By the way, the information on Xincheng..."

"Uncle Shinjo has already said that it's not necessary," Conan said directly.

"When did you contact him?" Kogoro Mouri looked at Conan with some curiosity.

Conan has been operating under his nose for the past few days, so he shouldn't have had a chance to contact Shinjo. How did he know what Shinjo was thinking?

“I’ve always kept in touch with Uncle Shinjo,” Conan said matter-of-factly.

“It seems some people are not even as good as a child.” Eri Kisaki glanced at Kogoro Mouri.

Kogoro Mouri looked visibly embarrassed, while Conan just grinned foolishly, seemingly unaware of what Eri Kisaki was talking about.

Chapter 242 The Bomb Planted in the Hospital

He went to Shinjo simply to ask about the two ships. After escaping danger, he immediately had someone investigate the two cruise ships and eventually discovered that both ships belonged to a shipping company in Tokyo.

It's already strange for a shipping company to own cruise ships, but what's even stranger is that this shipping company was founded only three months ago, and besides a Panamax cargo ship that it just acquired, it only has these two cruise ships left.

What Conan is most concerned about is that all three ships were acquired in the last month.

What happened next sent chills down Conan's spine. The shipping company's shareholding structure was complex, but with a little investigation, it was discovered that the shareholder behind the shipping company was an investment company called TPC.

This investment company is a recent entrant into the capital market and is a new force. There isn't much information available about it. Conan wants to ask what the relationship is between New Town and TPC.

Kidd wasn't the only one who suspected that New Town had orchestrated the plane crash; he also had suspicions, but he lacked evidence.

Shin-cheng's attitude surprised him. When he heard the name TPC, Shin-cheng told him to ask less questions instead of revealing as much information to him as the organization would, as if he was very wary of the name.

That night, Shinjo arrived at the hospital. At that moment, Amuro Tooru and Matsuda Jinpei, both wearing baseball caps, walked over in the underground parking lot.

"Where is the bomb planted?" Matsuda asked directly.

"Keep your voice down, the hospital is full of people from that organization," Amuro warned in a low voice.

"Come with me first, and change into your doctor's uniforms." Shinjo took out the identification documents he had prepared beforehand and handed them to Amuro Tooru and Matsuda Jinpei. "You two are interns who have just arrived at the hospital. Narumi will take you upstairs in a bit."

"Dean Narumi?" Matsuda Jinpei nodded.

"And what about you?" Amuro Tooru asked, staring at Shinjo.

“I’m acting alone. My face is too easily recognizable within the organization. It wouldn’t be safe for you if I acted with you,” Shinjo said matter-of-factly. “Once this is done, you can leave.”

After saying that, he took the elevator directly to the ground floor and quickly opened the door to Morofushi Kagemitsu's hospital room.

"Senior, what brings you here?" Jing Guang was startled awake by the voice and asked wearily.

"Let's see how your recovery is going." Shinjo placed the suitcase on the table, unlocked the combination lock, and revealed an artificial heart made of alloy inside.

"This is……"

“The latest artificial heart should be considered the fifth generation product,” Shinjo shrugged. “Amuro Tooru and Matsuda Jinpei are outside; they’re planting bombs.”

"They...planted a bomb?" Morofushi Kagemitsu was taken aback. "Is it the kind of bomb I'm thinking of?"

“A real bomb. The outside is full of people from the organization. If we want to get you out, we have to find a way to distract them.” Xincheng coughed. “If we’re going to do a proper charade, we’ll use real bombs. If necessary, I’ll detonate some of them.”

Jing Guang's expression was somewhat moved. He wanted to say something, but in the end he held back. He was just a patient now, and he had to listen to the attending physician in everything.

"We'll arrange your heart transplant surgery later. If things go smoothly, it can be done in a day after Do Sung-sil's surgery is finished," Shinjo said expressionlessly. "Once you've recovered enough to be transferred, I'll notify them to begin the operation."

"Isn't it too..." Morabu Kagemitsu was taken aback.

Although he didn't know much about heart surgery, he knew that the surgery must be very complicated and that recovery would take a long time.

“The place where you were transferred doesn’t have the facilities for surgery. Also, you’re just getting an artificial heart replaced, not a transplant.” Shinjo was already preparing for the surgery as he spoke.

At the same time, on the fourth floor of the hospital, at the location of the electrical distribution box...

“The power system is one of the most important systems in the hospital. Many life-sustaining instruments cannot be powered off,” Asai Narumi explained to Amuro Tooru beside him. “Planting the bomb here gives us a good reason to move those critically ill patients, and the target won’t be easily detected if mixed in with them. If necessary, we can operate at night.”

“That’s not what I wanted to say, but rather…” Amuro Tooru looked at Matsuda and asked, “Did you have to make this so complicated? Can you even take this apart yourself?”

He initially thought Matsuda Jinpei was simply planting a bomb, but Matsuda's actions became increasingly complex, to the point that he felt uncertain about his own abilities.

“Simple bombs are easy to disarm,” Matsuda said, chewing gum. “On the day of the operation, I might not be the one to come. I’m not the only one in the explosive ordnance disposal team who can defuse bombs. With everyone on the team, it’s not good for me to delay.”

Amuro Tooru nodded. If the bombs were defused too quickly, the transfer wouldn't be chaotic enough. Only in a chaotic situation could they take advantage of the confusion.

Seeing Amuro Tooru's expression of complete agreement, Narumi's eyes twitched slightly; his heart was bleeding.

He has been running this hospital for a long time; it's practically his territory. If anyone else tells him they're going to bomb the hospital, he'll definitely slap them twice.

"How powerful is this bomb?" Dr. Narumi asked with some concern as he watched Matsuda Jinpei finish the job. "Will it destroy this entire floor? Or will it collapse the whole building?"

"Don't worry." As if he could see what Asai Shigenari was worried about, Matsuda said, "At most, it will blow up these two transformers. The hospital will lose power, and then we can just buy a new set of equipment. Once this bomb is activated, it cannot be defused."

"Cannot be demolished?" Amuro Tooru's expression changed as well.

"Don't worry, it's a directional bomb." Matsuda stretched. "Even if it detonates during the demolition process, as long as you wear a bomb suit, the worst you'll get is a concussion."

“Hagiwara…” Amuro said, frowning.

It's not the newbies you should fear, it's the experts. Kenji Hagiwara died because he was too confident in his skills and didn't wear a bomb suit when defusing the bomb.

"Don't worry, I'll remind them to wear their bomb suits on the day of the operation." Matsuda's expression darkened when he heard the name "Hagiwara."

"That's good, that's good." Cheng Shi breathed a sigh of relief, then realized that what he had done was a bit embarrassing, and immediately said, "I'm..."

"I understand, I understand, after all you're the dean." Amuro Tooru patted Asai Narumi on the shoulder. "It's normal to feel sorry for him."