Conan, I'm an actor

“Hihara Takitoku couldn’t accept this fact, so he killed Hihara Shoko.” Shinjo patted Hihara Daiki’s face. “Kudo Shinichi, on the other hand, lied to take care of the bastard. But the bastard doesn’t seem to appreciate it. You were the one who accused Kudo Shinichi of being a liar at the village office, right?”

"What do you want to do!" Conan immediately became agitated.

“These are my identification documents, Miss Hanoi. You should know what to do.” Shinjo stood up abruptly.

"I will report the facts." The Hanoi reporter felt his back was already soaked with sweat.

“Hey, Uncle Shinjo, there’s something…” Conan said, frowning.

“Since you don’t want to be the respected young master of the Hihara family, then please revert to your original status.” Shinjo lifted up the man lying on the ground, Makoto Yanai. “Your younger brother has ended up in this state entirely because of you, Makoto Yanai.”

Makoto, lying on the ground, looked at his younger brother, then at Shinjo standing in front of him, and, despite the pain, hugged Shinjo's leg.

"Let go, or I'll kick you," Shinjo said expressionlessly.

"Please, don't tell anyone about what happened here," Makoto pleaded from inside, tugging at Shinjo's trouser leg. "I..."

“Isn’t it this guy who killed your adoptive father?” Shinjo pointed at the Japanese tree in front of him and said with a smile, “If it weren’t for this little bastard, your adoptive father and adoptive mother wouldn’t have died, right? He’s the murderer who killed your adoptive father and adoptive mother.”

"I..." Makoto Yata didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Didn't you want to avenge your adoptive parents?" Shinjo turned the pistol upside down and placed it in Yuda Makoto's hand. "I'll give you a chance. Now, kill him, and that will also be considered revenge for your adoptive parents."

"I don't want to..." Before Makoto Yata could finish speaking, he was kicked away by Shinjo, crashing into the wall of the room with a scream.

"Shinjo, don't go too far!" Kogoro Mouri finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Shinjo glanced at him, then pinned down Makoto Yata on the ground and fired two shots at the veins in his leg, causing blood to gush out instantly.

“Those two shots were aimed at your blood vessels. If you don’t stop the bleeding in time, you will die from blood loss.” Shinjo looked at Makoto Uta, who was waking up in pain. “From now on, I will ask you questions and you will answer them. If you answer quickly, there will still be time to stop the bleeding. If you answer slowly, it will be fine. At most, it will just be a human life.”

"go ahead."

"Your plan."

"I didn't..." Before Makoto Yata could finish speaking, he let out a scream as the madman stepped on his wound.

"My patience is limited," Shinjo said expressionlessly. "Disguised as Shinichi Kudo, who are you planning to kill?"

"I just..." Makoto Yata wailed, "Kawachi! That old woman from Kawachi!"

The Hanoi reporter, who was taking notes, suddenly noticed something amiss. She hadn't expected to be involved, especially since this young man was planning to kill her. She had initially intended to report the facts, but now it seemed she'd have to add some spice.

Seemingly sensing Hanoi's thoughts, Shinseong's expression turned cold. "Don't forget your responsibilities. If you add any subjective judgments or assumptions to it, I won't hesitate to make trouble for you. After all, I'm not one to follow the rules."

Hanoi nodded hastily. The man in front of her was not only unruly, but he practically trampled the rules underfoot. She didn't want to encounter someone who would cut holes in her body at the drop of a hat and then try to reason with her.

Conan was also stunned. He hadn't expected Makoto to treat him this way. He could foresee the consequences of Shinichi Kudo's murder appearing on television and in newspapers; he would suffer social death.

Kogoro Mouri and Heiji Hattori also chose to remain silent. In that instant, they understood why Shinjo used such ruthless methods—excessive, yet acceptable.

After all, the guy in front of them, Makoto Yauchi, was a real scoundrel. He wanted to kill one person and frame another, and the most crucial thing was that the person he framed was their friend/son-in-law.

"Write down everything you plan to do to escape the scene." Shinjo took out paper and pen and placed them in front of Makoto inside the room. "Hurry up and explain everything so I can help you stop the bleeding."

At this moment, Makoto inside the room was already feeling dizzy and cold. The fear of death prompted him to quickly write down his plan. However, after Shinjo received his confession, he did not intend to bandage him.

"You promised me, give it to me..."

"That's your brother on the ground," Shinjo said, looking at the terrified Hihara Taiki. "This is medicine to stop his bleeding. Do you want to go save him?"

"No! You're a liar! You're all accomplices of liars!" Daiki Nihara ran away without looking back.

"I gave the things to your brother, but he didn't want to save you, so there's nothing I can do." Xincheng shrugged and left without looking back.

Makoto Yata, lying on the ground, couldn't take the shock and fainted. Even so, no one was willing to save him.

Finally, police officer Shiroyama stepped in, providing basic first aid to stop the bleeding, and then called an ambulance. Just as Makoto Yata was being loaded into the ambulance, Officer Shiroyama handcuffed him.

In the pouring rain, Xincheng sat in his car, just as he took out a cigarette, when he saw a hand appear in front of him. Faced with Lei Siling's outstretched hand, Xincheng was somewhat bewildered.

Lei Ling didn't stand on ceremony and took a cigarette directly from his cigarette case.

Is it really okay to steal your boss's cigarettes like that?

Do I need to remind you that this month's salary hasn't been paid yet?

"That shouldn't be the case; the money should have been distributed long ago."

“Our salary accounts have all been frozen. Miss Karen said she would reissue them later, but it will take time,” Rysling said somewhat helplessly. “Can’t we use overseas bank accounts?”

"I..." Xincheng was about to say he would think of a solution when he heard someone knocking on the car window.

"It's still raining outside, get in the car." Shinjo said with a hint of helplessness when he opened the car door and saw that it was Conan.

"Did you follow me here?" Conan asked immediately.

"What? You have a problem with that?"

"Didn't you say Japan is safe now? Why are you still following me?" Conan frowned. "Besides, collecting these documents should take a lot of time. When are you going to..."

“Take a close look at those receipts. They just grabbed a stack from the village clinic. It’s only because that kid had something to hide that I managed to trick him into revealing them.” Xincheng stretched. “But if you really want to investigate, I can still find out, it just comes at a high price.”

Chapter 308 Trip to Suli Village

"What are you planning to do to that Makoto Yuta?" Conan asked directly.

"You want to save him?" Shinjo looked at Conan with a strange expression. "Are you kidding me? This guy was planning to get you thrown in jail."

"His mind is probably a bit simple," Conan said with a hint of helplessness. "Even if his plan succeeds, it won't pass the DNA comparison. My parents will definitely help me clear my name later; his plan has no chance of succeeding."

"I wonder what kind of expression that kid will have when he hears what you said." Xincheng shook his head. "Don't worry, I don't plan to do anything to him."

"That……"

“Don’t forget, the new Rum is coming to Japan soon.” Shinjo leaned back in his chair. “This guy is the perfect stand.”

"When is he coming?" Conan asked nervously.

“I don’t know either.” Shinjo shrugged. “The FBI said they saw him at a port in South America, but that was intelligence from a few days ago. The accuracy of the intelligence is unknown. It could be a smokescreen he’s using to create a diversion.”

What arrangements did you make?

“I didn’t do anything, I just notified the police.” Xincheng shrugged. “But you know how incompetent those guys in the police force are.”

Conan's lips twitched. This Uncle Shinjo really didn't give his old boss any face at all. But after he said that, Conan could finally relax; Rum would definitely come to Japan.

After learning the information he wanted, Conan prepared to get off the bus, but at that moment, Shinjo stopped him and handed him a metal box.

“This is…” Conan looked somewhat bewildered.

"Medicine, medicine to restore your body to Shinichi Kudo's size." Shinjo thought of something, got out of the car, took a shoebox from the trunk and handed it to Conan. "These are newly made shoes, of course, in Shinichi Kudo's size. The size increase is about 1.2 times that of the ones you're wearing now, so it's considered new technology."

“This…” Conan’s eyes lit up instantly.

"After knowing you're in danger, Ran definitely won't give you the medicine," Shinjo said, staring at Conan. "So you need to hide it well; it's for a critical moment. This is all we have left; it's the last stock until Ai comes back."

"When will she be back?"

"Even if they come back, I won't give it to you." Shinjo tapped Conan on the head. "We're leaving now. Also, take care of anything that needs to be taken care of as soon as possible. We'll be safer with you. Once they come back, they won't be able to look after you."

Conan nodded emphatically, grabbed an umbrella, and went back to Ran's side.

Watching Conan's departing figure, Lei Siling asked with some confusion, "Boss, aren't you giving this kid too much attention?"

They didn't have many people to begin with; there were only two combat personnel at the base. Yet, because of this brat's trivial matter, they came all the way to this wretched place. And judging from Xincheng's attitude, it seems he intends to follow him and escort him.

“Shinichi Kudo, someone who was on the organization’s list right after he was born.” Shinjo stared at the rain outside the window. “That list really bothers me.”

“A list? What list?” Commander Lei was taken aback, then realized that this was likely a secret concerning the organization’s top leadership.

“It’s fine to tell you. I’m not an agent of any intelligence organization. Just don’t tell anyone.” Shinjo said with a frown. “That’s a list I saw not long after I joined the organization. I only glanced at it. There was Shinichi Kudo and a few other names on the list.”

"So you mean..." Commander Lei hesitated for a moment, "you want to study Shinichi Kudo and then reverse-engineer the list, what's the use of that?"

"That's pretty much the idea."

“But there are too many interfering factors around him that could affect his judgment,” Commander Lei said, frowning. “And there’s only one sample. If there were more samples, then…”

“The other three names, one of whom you’ve met before, Shiho Miyano.” Shinjo shrugged. “The other two are dead, killed during drug trials.”

"This……"

"The only thing Ai and Shinichi have in common is that they both took the prototype APTX-4869 and successfully shrunk."

"what do you mean……"

“The prototype drug of APTX-4869 is the first version developed by the Miyano couple, and the first version was the drug that the BOSS took.” Shinjo stroked his chin. “I now suspect that this list is a list of candidates for human trials selected by the organization, a list used to help the BOSS test the drug. The organization may have selected a list of suitable candidates for the drug through certain conditions. The side effects of APTX-4869 are not entirely accidental; under certain restrictive conditions, the probability of them occurring will greatly increase.”

Commander Lei shuddered. Human experimentation was taboo; he never imagined the organization was doing such dangerous things behind the scenes.

"By the way, very few people know about this; it's considered a secret within the organization." Shinjo shrugged. "That's why I told you."

Commander Lei was somewhat annoyed. Knowing this news would bring him no benefit whatsoever; on the contrary, it would bring him a fatal disaster.

Just then, Hattori Heiji from the opposite direction came over and knocked on the car window.

"What's the matter this time, Osaka's famous detective?" Shinjo asked with a smile.

"Kudo has already told me everything. We're going treasure hunting next. Are you guys coming?" Hattori Heiji asked.

"Treasure hunting?" Xin Cheng's lips curled into a smile. "Do you even believe that yourself? Even if your initial intention is really to find treasure, nine times out of ten it will lead to some kind of case."

Hattori's expression instantly fell. "That's Kudo, not me!"

He had witnessed firsthand how bad Kudo's luck could be; he could be hit by a case falling from the sky while walking down the street.

"You two are both equally bad." Xincheng stretched. "Do whatever you want. I'll be following this kid for the next week."

"Let's not talk about that. After this incident, could you come back to Osaka with me to get a sword?" Hattori Heiji said seriously. "It's the sword you gave me last time. My mother said it's a famous sword, the kind that's very valuable."

Did your mother say which famous sword it was?

No, not that.

“This thing is a modern handicraft, a byproduct of the laboratory.” Shinjo chuckled. “Consider it a gift from me. I’m not going to make a trip to Osaka just for a knife. It’s such a waste.”

Hattori Heiji laughed instantly. He liked that sword very much too, and he was still reluctant to return it to Shinjo. Since Shinjo said it was a gift for meeting him, that made things easier. The only question was what to give Shinjo as a return gift next time they met.

After confirming that Shinjo would be accompanying him, he returned to their car. According to the plan, they would stay at a hotel in Okuho Town for a day to take care of the follow-up matters before leaving.

Xincheng had no objection to this; he was also a bit tired after traveling all day.

The next day, a farce broke out at the village office in Higashi-Okuho-cho. The once beloved young master, Daiki Nihara, was suddenly reduced to a hated bastard. The child couldn't bear the treatment and broke down in tears. In the end, he was taken away by the patrol police.

"Isn't targeting a child like this going a bit too far?" Commander Lei asked with some concern, standing next to Xincheng.