Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

"Are you a policeman?"

Rookie public security police officer Daizo Eto heard the strange man in front of him ask questions.

"Yes."

As he answered, he looked at the other person with suspicion.

He could swear that he had never seen this man when he was observing at the hotel entrance, and he was not on the guest list.

Not far behind them, Zhu Fu Gaoming was asking relevant personnel what happened before the deceased disappeared, and was not paying attention to the situation here for the time being.

Listening to his steady and powerful voice, Eto Daizo took another step forward, becoming more and more anxious.

"Is there anything you want to talk to the police about?" he asked.

The congressman died suddenly, and it was unclear whether it was an accident or he was murdered by the dark forces behind him.

I heard that Senior Zhufu had been an undercover agent there in the past...Now Senior Zhufu's whereabouts are unknown, and he has to prevent suspicious people from approaching Senior Zhufu's brother who unexpectedly arrived at the scene. The family of the former undercover agent is also a target that group of people like to harm...

Under Eto Daizo's nervous gaze, the suspicious man readily handed him the handkerchief.

"this."

The suspicious man's voice was young and inexplicably familiar.

"I was standing in the corner just now, and these were fragments of the crystal chandelier chain that splashed down at my feet. This kind of crack doesn't look like a natural break... I hope you can investigate it."

Jiang Teng Da Zang looked at the fragment in the center of the handkerchief, reached out to take it, and his tone became gentle: "Thank you, the next task will be left to the police."

The suspicious man lowered his hat and turned away.

Jiang Teng Daizo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him walking away without even looking at Zhu Fu Gao Ming.

Maybe I'm just overthinking. He's just a caring citizen who found evidence and plans to hand it over to the police. He may be looking for Morobushi-senpai's brother simply because he's the closest.

As he thought about this, he lowered his head to check the broken chain in his hand.

The fragment was half of a ring, it was clean without a speck of dust, and there was nothing suspicious about it. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be just an ordinary fragment that was accidentally thrown away when the light was turned down.

As expected, we shouldn't rely too much on the observation ability of ordinary citizens, but if they find suspicious evidence and are willing to inform the police, this kind of active cooperation attitude is worth encouraging...

The public security police sighed, put the evidence back into his pocket and did not hand it over.

——The work regulations of the public security department do not include cooperating with ordinary criminal police in handling cases, only the other way around.

He sneaked into the scene with a mission in mind, so he naturally couldn't reveal his identity easily, nor could he get too close to the police to avoid alerting them.

"Eto."

Just as Eto Daizo continued to observe his surroundings and look for suspicious persons, another public security colleague who was responsible for close surveillance came over.

He didn't look well, holding a cell phone in his hand, and might have just contacted someone else.

"The administrator has learned that Zhu Fu and his men have lost contact. He told us not to act rashly and that they will send more support."

The colleague whispered, looking at Zhu Fu Gao Ming who was not far away: "Also, he asked us to quickly persuade Officer Zhu Fu Gao Ming to leave the venue, and to reveal the identity of the public security officer if necessary."

Eto Daizo was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded.

……

When two police officers were secretly searching for suspicious persons and discussing how to persuade a certain policeman to leave, the members of the organization they were searching for had actually discovered them a long time ago.

Kenzo Masuyama, a big shot in the financial world and chairman of an automobile company, and a member of an organization codenamed Pisco, noticed these two suspicious people while talking to his secretary about tomorrow's work.

Is it the police?

Thinking of Curacao's reminder before the talent show, Pisco quickly realized this. He did not panic. With such an identity and the long-term execution of organizational tasks, he had dealt with the police or public security many times.

He just thought of Rum who assigned him this task.

The mission was not difficult. It was just to kill a congressman with a mediocre family background who had cooperated with the organization for many years and now attempted to betray it. In addition, two members, him and Curacao, were sent.

What made him hesitate was the method of execution chosen by Rum.

- Shooting at a fluorescent-coated chandelier in the dark. He wanted the traitorous congressman to be killed on the spot by the chandelier in front of everyone, on a show with a viewership rating of 20%.

It could be disguised as an accident, but honestly, it was too noticeable.

Rum was impatient, but he always kept in mind the principle of keeping a low profile. For example, during the mission seventeen years ago, Pisco remembered that the sudden car accident was seen by many people, so Rum chose to evacuate and did not move forward to finish off the target, which led to the bodyguard next to the target person taking the opportunity to slip away.

Such a high-profile execution target is more like what Gin likes to do.

The reason given by Rum for this very different style of execution was that while it was deemed an accident by the public, the organization's collaborators would be able to see that it was done by the organization, thus deterring them.

This time, Pisco accepted the task after meeting Rum. When Rum said this, the grain whisky was present.

In the past two years, Rum has relied heavily on Glenn and has given him and Curacao almost equal rights, but he never lets them perform the same mission.

When Pisco questioned this approach, Glenn glanced at him. Some people said that the young man's eyes were quite intimidating, but Pisco didn't feel that way.

Finally he accepted the task.

"..."

Recalling Rum's expression and Glenn's eyes at that time, Pisco ignored the two police officers.

He put the gun in a safe place. There were no fingerprints of his on it. Curacao entered the hotel earlier than him and was also well prepared. Even if someone realized it was a gunshot and wanted to check for gun smoke reaction, he could deal with it.

The elderly member looked at the crowd in the banquet hall who seemed anxious because of being detained, and waited calmly for the review to end.

His eyes suddenly met with someone's.

She was a tall foreign woman, wearing low-heeled shoes and a conservative dress. There was a hint of tiredness on her pale face, but her gaze was always directed forward.

Next to her was a handsome man, also a foreigner, with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and long hair with a subtle curl. He was smiling and talking to the woman, with a flirtatious and frivolous look between his eyebrows.

But she ignored him and even took a step back, and Pisco met her eyes.

He unexpectedly discovered that the look in this foreign woman's eyes was very similar to the way Glenn looked at him at that time.

"..."

It was really strange, a young lady... should it be a young lady? She was supposed to have nothing to do with blood and violence, but she could actually have the same look as a member of an organization.

Pisco was just about to take another look when a few more policemen who were searching backstage came out.

The person in charge was holding his phone, saying in pain, "No, she didn't answer..." The police walked past him and reported the situation to the leading police captain.

——A very familiar name passed by Pisco’s ears.

"Chairman?"

The secretary beside him shouted, but Pisco ignored him and looked over there with a suspicious look.

When he heard the name, the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Chief was also surprised, but his surprise was mixed with a hint of disgust.

"Kudo Shinichi?"

The policeman frowned and looked towards the backstage.

"That kid who is called the 'savior of the Japanese police'? What is he doing in the background?" (End of this chapter)