Conan, I'm an actor

“Not entirely…” Conan got up from the sofa. “Never mind, I’m going to the Mouri Detective Agency after school tomorrow! Professor, can you take me there?”

"Alright, alright," Professor Agasa said with a hint of helplessness.

at the same time

Hattori sheathed his sword, packed it in a box, and prepared to leave for Tokyo in a couple of days.

He took the knife that Shin-chan had given him home, and his mother found out about it. When she learned that the famous knife had been "borrowed" from someone else, he was immediately scolded and ordered to return it to the person as soon as possible.

He had no objection to this. He was just going to see if there was anything funny to watch on Kudo's side. Last time, Uncle Mori should have already noticed the problem. He wondered how Kudo dealt with it in the end.

Chapter 267 Getting Beaten Up and the Dolphins 202

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Teitan Elementary School was discussing the Junior Detective League today. Their heroic deeds had been reported, and the Metropolitan Police Department even sent a banner to the school. Mitsuhiko and Genta accepted all the praise with delight, becoming quite smug.

Besides that, the most discussed topic was the transfer student named "Ai Haibara," who only attended one day of class before taking a long sick leave.

As companions who had gone on a mission together yesterday, Mitsuhiko and Genta were also very concerned about this temporary team member, and even asked Conan if he wanted to go visit him.

Conan immediately advised them to abandon the idea. That guy was in such good spirits, how could he be sick? It was most likely because he didn't want to play house with them anymore. But he quickly thought of himself; perhaps he too would have to leave these children.

But before that, let's think about how to get through tonight.

Before long, it was evening, and Professor Agasa's Beetle stopped at the school gate.

The three members of the Junior Detective League wanted to get on the bus, but Professor Agasa and Conan politely refused, which made the three children very dissatisfied. They thought that Professor Agasa was being biased again and was planning to take Conan to play with some fun toys.

"Shinichi, what do you want to say?" Professor Agasa asked.

"I've thought it through. At worst, I'll get a beating and be kicked out." Conan sighed. "It's just a matter of not being allowed to investigate or organize related cases afterward, and not being allowed to appear as Shinichi Kudo. These are trivial matters."

He was a smart man and knew why Kogoro Mouri had left the police force, so he naturally understood where Kogoro's bottom line was.

"Aren't you curious about where you were exposed?" Dr. Agasa asked, somewhat puzzled.

“So many cases have been solved, but if you slip up even once, it’s all over.” Conan shook his head. “Besides, this kind of thing isn’t important now. We always have to look forward.”

"Seeing you so optimistic makes me feel relieved."

Conan's face was full of forced smiles, which disappeared when he arrived at the Mouri Detective Agency, because at that moment the Mouri Detective Agency was not only occupied by Kogoro Mouri, but also by Yusaku Kudo, Yukiko Kudo, and Eri Kisaki.

However, his parents clearly looked guilty and ashamed, as if they had done something wrong.

He was about to pull his foot back from the office when Professor Agasa's large belly pushed him back, and then he was met with Yukiko Kudo's piercing gaze, which instantly cleared his head.

A dozen minutes later, the coffee shop downstairs heard the sound of a child being beaten upstairs; the screams were incredibly shrill.

"What's wrong?" Amuro Tooru asked, noticing that Azusa was distracted.

"I was just wondering what Conan upstairs did to get beaten up so badly," Xiaozhi said with some concern. "Also, isn't Conan being fostered at Mr. Mori's house? Is it really alright for him to be beaten like that?"

“Well…” Amuro Tooru scratched his blond hair by his ear and said with a smile, “I just saw a strange couple go upstairs to the office. The man looks a lot like Conan. I think they must be Conan’s parents.”

"Oh, I see."

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Inside the institute

"That Conan kid is going to get really badly punished. Aren't you going to go and laugh at him?" Karen's voice rang out beside Shinjo.

"Watching a joke?" Shinjo fiddled with the device in his hand. "Do you really think the Kudo couple would go all out? Kogoro Mouri isn't a heartless person, and besides, with Ran by his side, he won't suffer much. How do you use this device?"

“You can just connect to the interface anywhere. As long as you have access to that system’s intranet, I can provide you with the maximum assistance,” Karen said wearily. “In the future, we should avoid taking on these kinds of troublesome tasks if possible. It’s time-consuming, laborious, and doesn’t bring any benefits.”

“I had no choice but to accept.” Shin-chan shrugged. “If you could have launched a dozen or so drones that day and bombarded the port area like crazy, I might…”

“Sure, but do you dare?” Karen said bluntly. “If you don’t dare, then don’t be so cheeky.”

"Alright, I was being rude. By the way, you absolutely have to get that age verification system set up for me. It's very important, so don't overlook it."

"Okay, okay! I know, I've said it several times already."

Having settled the equipment matter, Xincheng arrived in front of the map. It was a nautical chart with a red-marked area, which marked the location of an ocean buoy.

Approaching from the sea was impossible. He had asked Amuro Tooru, and he learned that the defense of this godforsaken place was directly taken over by Interpol. If any unregistered surface vessel approached, it would be driven away.

If driving them away is ineffective, then some coercive measures will be taken, but he doesn't know what those measures will be.

"Speaking of which, is it possible to use drone tactics to blow up this so-called ocean buoy?" Shinjo muttered to himself, stroking his chin.

“It wasn’t easy for me to build a drone combat system. Can you stop thinking about how to squander your trump cards?” Karen said, somewhat exasperated. “First of all, there’s signal jamming over this area. Secondly, you said this thing is equipped with anti-torpedo jamming devices, so it must also have anti-aircraft and anti-drone jamming devices. It might even be able to lock onto us. Attacking such a facility is a complete loss.”

"You can still be locked down?"

“A lot of information can be analyzed from the wreckage of drones. Our drones are mostly assembled products. If someone is willing to go to great lengths to investigate, they can still find out.”

"Are we going to go all the way from the seabed?" Shinjo stroked his chin. "That's too far. Ordinary underwater propulsion systems and oxygen tanks can't handle it. Gin won't lend us a submarine. Karen, do you have any..."

"Come to the base on Jiuliang Island tomorrow, there's something you want there," Karen said somewhat helplessly. "It was originally prepared for you, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"So everything was already prepared. I thought it would take at least another three to five years," Shinjo asked with a smile. "Have there been any sea trials?"

"No! We're just waiting for you to do your sea trials," Karen said irritably. "You'll drown."

"You won't drown, you won't drown."

That evening, Amuro Tooru, who was closing the store, received a text message from Shinjo, asking him to wait for him at the location indicated on the navigation the next day, saying that he wanted to test the equipment used in this operation.

"Equipment, diving equipment?" Amuro Tooru looked at the map on the wall. "We can't swim there unless someone can be an inside agent in the ocean buoy and prepare the equipment we need to change into."

He had considered asking the Self-Defense Forces for help, such as sending a submarine to approach the ocean buoy from underwater, but that would expose his identity as a member of the Japanese Public Security Forces.

Moreover, as far as he knew, ocean buoys were also equipped with radar facilities, and the Self-Defense Forces could not lend them the latest submarines. It was also uncertain whether the older equipment could evade the radar of the ocean buoys.

Therefore, in his plan, he and Xincheng would take turns, with one person carrying the equipment and the other carrying out the mission.

"Forget it, I'll see tomorrow." Amuro Tooru finally decided to stop thinking about it.

I sent a text message to the store manager saying that I needed to take the day off tomorrow, and also sent the address that Shinjo had sent me to Kazama so that he could check what was there.

Kazama, who was eating instant noodles and watching a live performance, saw his boss's assignment and looked helpless. He was on vacation!

Early the next morning, Amuro Tooru arrived at the location marked on the map, but there was nothing there, just an ordinary coastal highway.

Kazama went through all the construction records here for the past five years yesterday, but couldn't find anything suspicious. It seems this is the meeting point, and the destination is where we're going next.

Less than half an hour later, Xincheng arrived and gestured for him to park his car in the roadside parking lot so he could take his car to their destination.

"Where are we going this time?" Amuro Tooru asked his first question after getting into the car.

"I thought you were going to ask later, why are you in such a hurry?" Shinjo shrugged. "To be honest, I don't know either. Someone else helped me prepare everything. By the way, I heard that Conan Edogawa went back to the Mouri Detective Agency last night. What happened in the end? Did that kid get kicked out?"

"Probably not, at least I didn't see any when I left the coffee shop yesterday." Amuro Tooru frowned as he looked out the window. They'd been driving along the coastline the whole way; were they heading to some kind of pier?

The car quickly drove onto a cross-sea bridge under construction, and then came to a mountain wall. With a tremor, the mountain slowly opened up in front of the two of them, revealing a tunnel with eight lanes in both directions.

Looking at the two doors, each over 3 meters thick, Amuro Tooru's expression turned grim. "This is far worse than any submarine. This must be some kind of military base..."

“Military base? I prefer to call it a comprehensive research institute.” Shinjo parked the car directly in the parking lot. “This was originally the last safe house. If we lose everything, this will be the last refuge.”

"If Kagemitsu can't go back to Nagano, will he stay here too?"

“That’s right.” After parking the car, Shinjo followed Karen’s instructions and entered the elevator, with Amuro Tooru following closely behind him.

A dozen minutes later

As an iron gate opened, Amuro Tooru looked at the strange orange and blue vehicle in front of him and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Dolphin 202, that should be the code name. It's a research submarine." Shinjo took out a set of clothes and tossed them to Amuro Tooru. "The diving suit and oxygen tank are ready. We'll take this submarine to get close to the ocean buoy first, and then swim over."

"Today we're going to take action?" Amuro Tooru was caught off guard by this arrangement.

"Gas costs are very high, and Gin's $200 million can't withstand such a drastic expense." Shinjo finished speaking and went into the locker room.

Amuro Tooru glanced at the submarine named "Dolphin 202" in the distance, and began to wonder who was behind Shinjo. This kind of equipment couldn't be acquired just by having money.

A few minutes later, after going up several flights of stairs, the two climbed directly to the hatch of Dolphin 202. Amuro Tooru was the first to enter the cabin, and then he saw Sakata Yusuke sitting in the driver's seat.

After closing the cabin door, Xincheng began checking all the instruments to ensure there were no problems.

“I’ve already checked it,” Sakata Yusuke said with a hint of resentment.

“I know,” Shinjoe flicked the medical report in his hand. “But I still need to check it again to be sure. I’m not very lucky; I’m prone to accidents when I’m in a vehicle, especially when I’m in the driver’s seat.”

Amuro Tooru rolled his eyes. The dangers this guy encountered were basically all caused by his own recklessness. Like the last plane crash, he could have caught the culprit on the ground, but he insisted on going up in the air and only acting after the culprit had committed the crime, almost causing an irreversible tragedy.

“Mr. Amuro, you can just sit in the mechanic’s seat. You don’t need to operate anything,” Yusuke Sakata said somewhat shyly. “Don’t ask me either. I only started learning how to operate this submarine a couple of days ago.”

"Okay." Amuro Tooru sat down in the mechanic's seat and began to observe the control panel in front of him. It was covered with buttons, all of which were English abbreviations that a layman would not understand at all.

"Don't bother looking. The button to control the weapon isn't on your end. The mechanic only has the tools to operate the external robotic arm." Shinjo put the inspection form aside and picked up the walkie-talkie. "This is Shinjo. Dolphin 202 is ready to depart."

There was no response from the other end. The next second, the sound of seawater rushing in could be heard outside. Amuro Tooru stood up from his seat and looked at the window with some suspicion.

He had been on a submarine twice before, both times sailing directly out of the dock to the designated sea area before diving. This submarine in front of him seemed quite different from the ones he had been on before.

“After all, it’s an unregistered submarine, and running on the surface would cause quite a bit of trouble,” Shinjo said with a smile. “So our dock is underwater, located 200 meters below the surface. Once the pressure is adjusted, we can set off.”

"I must remind you, there are also..."

“There’s no need to worry about that. The Dolphin 202’s hull is made of the latest materials,” Yusuke Sakata said with a smile. “We’ve already tested it before, and existing radar and sonar equipment simply cannot detect our presence.”

As soon as Yusuke Sakata finished speaking, a peculiar sound came from the hull of the submarine, and he and Tooru Amuro both turned their gazes toward Shinjo.

"Why are you looking at me?" Xincheng asked, frowning. "This is a normal sound. It makes a sound like this when you're diving rapidly. We're not moving right now, but the water pressure outside is increasing, which is equivalent to a rapid descent."

Amuro Tooru and Sakata Yusuke both breathed a sigh of relief. Then Amuro Tooru went to Sakata Yusuke to learn more about the submarine. Shinjo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had just made that up. He hoped that Karen wouldn't cut corners.

Chapter 268 Underwater Clash

"What's the depth now?"

"314m, should we continue diving?" Yusuke Sakata asked nervously.

"Relax, relax, don't be so tense. This is when the autopilot system comes into play." Xincheng lay down in the driver's seat. "You can tense up once we get close to the ocean buoy."

“Yes.” Sakata Yusuke explained somewhat awkwardly, “Unlike you, Mr. Shinjo, I don’t know much about piloting submarines, so…”

"What if I said it was my first time too?" Shinjo asked with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is no joke." Amuro Tooru's expression instantly fell. "Our three lives are now at stake..."