Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Kusakabe Makoto's voice trembled slightly, his eyes full of pain and unwillingness: "My...my assistant also died."

Conan seemed to have seen through everything: "Mr. Yuba? He is indeed your assistant."

Kusakabe Makoto was stunned, obviously shocked by Conan's inference: "Why, why do you know?"

Conan smiled softly and pointed at the phone in Kusakabe Makoto's hand: "The lock screen password of your phone. Because it is rare, I care about it. Keep the key tone so that you don't forget it."

Kusakabe Makoto's eyes flashed with a complicated look: "No, I want to remember my revenge on these people."

At this time, Amuro Toru spoke slowly, with a hint of majesty in his voice: "All the assistants of the public security police will report to "Zero" and be managed by numbers. However, the public security police do not know who each other's assistants are. Moreover, we did not know until last year that the public security prosecutors also have assistants."

Kusakabe Makoto's emotions suddenly became excited: "So at that time, you just abandoned our helpers casually?"

Conan's eyes flashed with enlightenment: "I see, is there some hidden story? The theft committed by Mr. Yuba last year."

Makoto Kusakabe took a deep breath, as if recalling the unbearable past: "That was... I asked Yuba to do it. In order to investigate the NAZU illegal intrusion case, Yuba learned that the intrusion data was in the game company where the suspect entered and exited, so I wanted to steal it. The assistants of the public security are sometimes forced to conduct illegal and dangerous investigations. Because of this, the relationship between the public security and the assistants is better than blood relatives. It is by no means maintained by money alone, but a true unity of purpose with a common sense of mission."

Conan nodded silently, as if touched by this deep friendship.

Kusakabe Makoto suddenly became excited: "Why didn't you say you were my assistant when you were interrogated?"

The scene changes, and Yuba Jisanyi's memories emerge: "I can't let your identity as a public security prosecutor be stripped because of my mistake. I know the pain of having your identity as a righteous person stripped away better than anyone else."

Kusakabe Makoto's eyes were full of regret: "Please, think carefully about your own life."

Hanba Jisanyi responded firmly: "Compared to my own life, the lives of many Japanese people are much more important. This ambition that you always talk about is also my life goal."

Kusakabe Makoto's voice was low and firm: "I told all this to the prosecutor in charge of his theft case."

Then, Kusakabe Makoto turned to Iwai Sayoko and said, "Haba was my assistant. He committed the theft because of me."

Iwai Sayoko's face was solemn: "Even so, we must sue him."

Kusakabe Makoto was shocked: "What? Could it be that it's the public security police again?"

Iwai Sayoko's eyes were firm: "Don't worry, I will make the trial perfect and will not let him give out your name."

Makoto Kusakabe hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant. The next day I was going to negotiate directly with the public security police, but on the way to the Metropolitan Police Department..."

The phone rang suddenly, interrupting Kusakabe Makoto's words. He picked up the phone: "Hello."

The cold news came from the other end of the phone: "Yuba committed suicide."

Kusakabe Makoto widened his eyes in shock: "Ah?!"

The person on the other end of the phone continued: "Although we don't know the reason yet, he was interrogated by the public security police in the detention center in an exceptional manner, and then he committed suicide."

Kusakabe Makoto's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness: "It was the public security police who forced Yuba to commit suicide, no, it was the public security police who killed him!"