Conan, I'm an actor

Yue Shui looked up at Xin Cheng, but only noticed the empty pockets inside his coat, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Having partnered with Shinjo for so long, she knew his personality very well. This guy was extremely insecure and would carry his two pistols with him wherever he went, but today, both pistols had disappeared.

I had just lain down in my bedroom when Inspector Megure called.

"Megure, what's up so late?" Shinjo stared at the ceiling, somewhat lost in thought.

"Where are you tonight?" Inspector Megure's voice was somewhat serious. "I mean, around dinnertime."

“There’s no need to test me. I was at the Beihu Hotel at the time.” Shinjo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. “Why don’t you check the Beihu Hotel’s security footage from tonight?”

Karen only deleted some of the surveillance footage; Inspector Megure should still be able to find out about his existence.

"All the CCTV footage from the Beika Hotel tonight has been taken away—the hardware itself," Inspector Megure said with a hint of helplessness. "So, can you tell me the identities of the man and woman who died in the wine cellar?"

He was convinced that Xincheng and his gang were responsible for tonight's events, so he didn't hesitate to ask them questions.

Shinjo was in a bit of a dilemma. It wasn't about confidentiality regulations or anything like that; he was hesitant about whether to tell Megure the truth.

"Well... I can only tell you that the man is probably an FBI agent. I can't say anything else. Please understand." Shinjo hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he didn't tell Megure the truth.

Even if Megure "accidentally" leaked the information to the organization, it would only make them more convinced that Shuichi Akai and Akemi Miyano were dead.

Megure's breathing was noticeably heavy. He had heard of the FBI, but he never expected that an FBI agent would appear in Japan, and even die there. No wonder the Public Security Bureau was so agitated.

"Was that sniping incident a few days ago also..."

“It’s best not to investigate this matter any further.” Shinjo yawned. “Ordinary criminal gangs can’t get their hands on that kind of stuff. If we continue to investigate, your subordinates might be in danger.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Inspector hung up.

Xincheng looked at his phone and smiled. This guy probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Of course, Inspector Megure wasn't the only one having trouble sleeping; FBI agent Judy Hopps was also having insomnia tonight.

“This is…” Judy looked at the half-burnt FBI badge in front of her and felt like she couldn’t breathe.

“Miss Judy Styling, I would like to ask what Mr. Akai was doing in Japan. Could you please tell me?” Kazama asked, staring at the woman in front of him. “We suspect that he may have been engaged in espionage activities in Japan and was killed in the process.”

"Murdered?" Judy jumped to her feet, her hands gripping the table. "What did you say? Shuichi was just going to see his cousin, how could he have been murdered!"

"Check who Shuichi Akai's cousin is, and see if it matches the age of the corpse," Kazama instructed his subordinate, then turned to Jodie seriously. "Jodie Starling, your immigration records show you left the country three days ago. Could you please tell me the purpose of your stay in Japan?"

"No comment." Judy's tone was unusually firm.

Shuichi Akai's death was something she had never anticipated. However, she also knew that she couldn't say anything under the current circumstances and could only wait for James to come and negotiate.

Chapter 117 The Consequences of Provoking Sherry

James, who was far away in the United States, quickly received the news and boarded a plane to Japan as fast as possible to receive the remains of his subordinate.

He never expected that such a big incident would happen so soon after he left Japan. Shuichi Akai was dead, and there was another corpse at the scene, which was very likely his cousin Akemi Miyano.

Most importantly, the Japanese Public Security Bureau seems to be keeping an eye on this matter and demanding an explanation from the FBI. But he knows nothing about it, and he's trying to find someone to give him an explanation.

News of Shuichi Akai and Akemi Miyano's deaths spread quickly through various channels, far exceeding Shinjo's expectations.

The next morning, as he was packing his luggage for his trip to the hot springs, he received a call from Shiho Miyano, who asked him directly how his sister was doing.

"Of course he's dead. I did it myself. He's as dead as can be," Shinjo said with a chuckle.

Shiho Miyano is definitely under close surveillance by Vodka right now. It's not safe for them to even meet, let alone make a phone call. If she lets something slip at this moment, it will be a real problem.

"you……"

"Do you need me to show you the photos?" Xincheng's smile was extremely malicious. "I never expected that your sister would betray the organization again for a man."

"You guys..."

"Goodbye, Sherry. I'm really looking forward to your medicine." Shinjo said with a smile. "By the way, there's something I need to tell you. Your sister died from that kind of medicine. She must have been very happy when she died, since in a way, she died at the hands of her own sister."

Upon hearing Shinjo's provocative words, Shiho Miyano calmed down.

That drug has a certain probability of turning a person back into a child. Shinichi Kudo became Conan Edogawa. So, did his older sister also become a child?

She had heard Vodka say that Cognac had asked them for this kind of medicine before going on a mission. Could it be that Cognac gave her sister those medicines?

But how could he dare! He knew that turning into a child was only a one-off event. Of all the people who took the drug, only Shinichi Kudo successfully turned into a child. What if something happened to his sister?

Meanwhile, Vodka, who was eavesdropping in the other room, was already sweating profusely. This Cognac guy was determined to provoke Sherry, wasn't he? Fortunately, he took responsibility for killing Miyano Akemi, so communicating with Sherry might be easier for them in the future.

Half an hour later, when Shirley asked Vodka for a gun, Vodka's blood pressure spiked again.

“Shirley, that guy Cognac is really good, both in hand-to-hand combat and shooting,” Vodka said, wiping his sweat. “If you go to get revenge, you might end up getting yourself killed too.”

He remembered his older brother saying that the organization still needed Shirley's service, and he couldn't just watch this talented person go to her death with cognac.

He remembered clearly the swift and decisive way Cognac killed that FBI agent and Akemi Miyano. If he and Cognac were in a different place, he might not be a match for that guy, let alone a delicate researcher like Sherry.

“I said, give me the gun,” Shirley said coldly.

"Well, let me ask my brother. Please wait a moment." Vodka looked at the icy Sherry and was also a bit of a headache. In the end, he could only resort to delaying tactics.

“The phone is right here. Call it now,” Shirley said, pointing to the telephone next to her.

Vodka had no choice but to call Gin and explain what had happened. Gin fell silent on the other end of the line, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

A moment later, Vodka hung up the phone and said to Shirley with a hint of helplessness, "The boss said that Cognac has an important mission. As long as you complete your tasks, he will give you a gun in a month and also help you create opportunities."

“I hope you will keep your word,” Shiho Miyano said, staring at the vodka, before turning and entering the laboratory.

She asked Vodka for the gun simply to express her stance. After all, if Cognac hadn't suspected anything after provoking her like that, it would definitely arouse suspicion.

Gin's delaying tactics actually met her expectations, giving her time to quickly develop the antidote. After leaving the organization, she wouldn't be able to find such a good research facility again.

It's impossible to figure out the antidote in just one month, but we can try to reduce drug resistance and extend its effective duration.

Back at the research institute, she managed to make several copies of the APTX-4869 data, intending to hide them in different places when she went out later.

If an effective antidote is not developed within a month, I can still obtain this information after leaving the organization and continue my research.

The next morning, Xincheng was woken up early by urgent knocking on the door, which made him extremely angry. He opened the door to ask if he could sleep in peace, but found no one at the door.

"Uncle Shinjo, I'm here to pick up something." Conan looked up at Shinjo and said with a hint of malice.

"You're really persistent, aren't you?" Shinjo opened the door. "Come in and sit down, I'm going to wash up."

"I also need to go!"

"Don't worry, it won't run away."

A dozen minutes later, Shinjo, having finished washing up, came out of the bathroom. Seeing Conan standing at the door, he shook his head helplessly, then walked out of the room and handed him a plastic box.

Upon seeing the identical pills, Conan's face flashed with excitement, but after the excitement subsided, he looked at Shinjo with some confusion, "Why are there only two?"

"You should be content with two pills," Xincheng snorted. "I'm not a pharmacist. I got these from a friend. I gave you four because it would be inconvenient for you to go to the Twilight Villa. One pill would last half a day, so you'd have enough for two days and one night. Who knew you'd eat them all? There were only six pills in total, and the rest are all here."

"Which friend? Could you..."

"No!" Shinjo refused Conan's request outright. "Giving me the medicine is already risky. Gin already knows about Shinichi Kudo's return to the scene, and those of them who research medicine are under close investigation by Gin. Even their daily lives are being monitored."

"Okay." Conan looked at the two pills in his hand, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

These two pills are definitely not safe to take. I wonder if Dr. Agasa can learn anything from them. Ideally, he'd like a replica of the medicine, even if its effectiveness is shorter.

After obtaining the antidote, Conan calmed down and stared at Shinjo, asking, "Why were you at the scene of the previous Yotsubishi Bank robbery?"

"I was there? Are you kidding me?" Xincheng shook his head. "I'm so rich now, why would I need to rob a bank?"

“I’m not saying you robbed the bank, I suspect it was someone from the organization who robbed it,” Conan explained, but he quickly realized something was amiss. “You said you weren’t there at the time, so how did you know the 4M Bank was robbed?”

"Don't you have a TV at home?" Shinjo rolled his eyes, looking at Conan as if he were an idiot.

"I clearly saw you there..."

“Regarding this, I think what you saw might be Vermouth.” Shinjo shrugged. “This woman is also part of the organization and often likes to disguise herself as other people. If you don’t know anything about disguise, you might want to ask your mother, after all, she and your mother were taught by the same person.”

"Taught by one person?"

"You've met that person's son before, the kid from the Kuroba family."

Chapter 118 Simulation Experiment of Drug A

When Conan left the Koshimizu Detective Agency, he was somewhat dejected. The lead on the bank robbery case had been completely cut off, and he had only obtained two antidotes, which was far from what he had expected.

"What did you say to that kid?" Yue Shui looked at Xin Cheng with some suspicion. "That kind of expression is quite rare."

"It's nothing." Shinjo shook his head. "Hopefully, Tokyo will be a bit more peaceful in the next few months."

"If you don't cause trouble, Tokyo has always been very safe."

Shinjo didn't respond to Yue Shui's words. After stretching, he went back to his bedroom and continued to take a nap.

This peace won't last long. Since Amuro Tooru helped rescue Miyano Akemi, he must keep his promise and help get Morofushi Hiromitsu out of the hospital.

I'm afraid there will be another big commotion then, and I don't know if Inspector Megure's heart can withstand the blow.

Thinking of this, he called Asagi Masayuki again to ask about the situation at the hospital.

For some reason, Asami's call went unanswered. He then called Director Ochiai and learned that Asami had gone to the United States to purchase some medical equipment.

"This guy really doesn't care about money. He was supposed to find a way to control the hospital, but instead he just went on a buying spree." Shinjo shook his head.

He wasn't particularly concerned about Asagi's actual purchase of medical equipment and medicines.

After all, the hospital's suppliers all had some connection with the organization, and this method allowed them to control the hospital from a logistical perspective.

Besides, he's not short of money these days. The gold in Twilight Villa has already found a buyer, and the R&D center has also made a lot of money.

Leveraging AI's superior computing and information-gathering capabilities, Karen has been dominating the international futures market, continuously reaping huge profits. If she weren't worried about going too far and attracting attention, many financial tycoons would probably be on their deathbeds.

Thanks to this, Director Ochiai's museum has also added many precious exhibits.

Just then, his phone rang; it was the CNC machine tool manufacturer delivering the goods.

After arriving at the data center by taxi, Johnson saw five flatbed trucks parked at the entrance. He seemed a little lost and started talking to the driver across the street.

"What's going on?" Xincheng walked over.

“This is the machine tool that Miss Karen bought, but our gate is too small to transport it in.” Johnson was sweating with anxiety. “They said that it would cost money to disassemble it into parts and transport it in, and it would also affect the machining accuracy.”

"Then let's get a crane," Xincheng said nonchalantly. "That's a factory in the back, right? Let's get someone to take down the roof, hoist it in, and then put the roof back up."

Shinjo chose the simplest and quickest method. He had long desired the battle suit designed by Karen, and he didn't care at all about spending more money or hiring more people.