Detective Conan: The System Takes Me to Zero's World

Officer Chiba suddenly realized: "Ah! Putting the body in a place where it can be seen at a glance in the entrance is so that we can find it immediately and rush in without thinking! That way no one will suspect that it is a fake safety chain!"

"And the key to this room," Officer Shiratori's voice returned to a steady state. "There was chaos when we rushed into the room. That's when you secretly placed it on the kitchen table while we weren't paying attention, right?"

Atobe Michiya turned his head to the side, clenched his teeth, and squeezed out two words from his throat: "Damn it!"

Wu Jingyou still looked bewildered. He looked at Atobe Michiya and asked in confusion, "But, but why? Mr. Zhou Chuan has always been quite tolerant of otome games. Between you two..."

Atobe Michiya turned around, his eyes filled with grief and anger: "It's not an otome game! It's an action RPG! Do you know "Final Record"? "

"I know." Wu Jingyou nodded. "It's that independent game that's been getting a lot of flak online, with comments like 'What a crappy game!' everywhere."

"The person who made that game is a good friend of mine!" Atobe Michiya's voice trembled with excitement. "And the one who made it a trending topic, attracting online criticism, was Zhou Chuan, who wrote that vicious review!"

"That game... I've played it before," Wu Jingyou said quietly, "I didn't think it was that bad."

"So I went to ask Zhou Chuan!" Atobe Michiya's emotions were completely out of control, he almost shouted, "I asked him, 'Please tell me, what do you think is wrong with this game?'

Then, that guy actually laughed and said, "Final Battle? Oh, the one I gave my mom and she went crazy over? How would I know what's wrong with it? I've never even played it! Those online reviews? They're just a little exaggerated to attract traffic."

We have to write several game reviews every day in our industry, so we don't have time to play such boring and rubbish games. And, thanks to my bad review, his game has become a hot topic, right? '"

Officer Shiratori looked at him and asked in a heavy tone, "Is this the reason you hung Zhou Chuan in the same way?"

"Yeah..." Atobe Michiya seemed to have lost all his strength and lowered his head dejectedly. "Zhou Chuan also likes otome games. We are a similar enthusiast, so I was quite happy when he moved here. I gave him a bottle of juice co-branded with "Moe Moe Memories", and he drank it without thinking much, not knowing that there were sleeping pills in it..."

Sato Miwako frowned and raised one last question: "But, how could it be so coincidental that the handwriting on that note you used to pretend to be a suicide note was written by Zhou Chuan?"

"No, I didn't ask him to write that." Atobe Michiya said with a wry smile, "I just used a note that was already on his desk. I saw the words on it, and the content was almost exactly the same as the last email my good friend sent me... I was so excited at the time that I couldn't help but treat it as a suicide note. Now that I think about it, I really set the most tragic flag..."

At the same time, on the road near Yoshiwara-so, Beika-cho 4-chome.

Judy drove her car and slowly stopped at the corner. She vigilantly observed her surroundings and whispered into her headset, "Cameron, where are you? Please answer if you hear me."

There was silence in the headphones.

She frowned and was about to call again when she noticed several police cars parked not far ahead. The alternating red and blue lights flashed in the night, making them particularly eye-catching.

"Police car?" Judy's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came over her. "Did something happen?"

In room 102 of Yoshiwara-so.

"Xiaoxue, there's something going on outside!" Shushu's voice suddenly pricked up his ears. "A car drove up near this apartment and stopped at the corner."

Kudo Yuki was standing by the window, seemingly casually watching the busy police downstairs, but in fact she was always paying attention to the movements of Wakasa Rumi and Wakita Kenshinori at the door.

After hearing what Shushu said, her eyes turned to the corner of the street.

Shushu has quickly hacked into the nearby surveillance and projected the images onto the system screen.

The screen showed a black car and a familiar blond, blue-eyed figure in the driver's seat.

"It's Judy." Kudo Yuki's heart skipped a beat. "Why is she here?"

She immediately realized that Judy's appearance meant that the FBI had also begun to take action.

Wakasa Rumi, standing at the door, seemed to have noticed something. She tilted her head slightly, looking past the crowd toward the street corner. The faint smile on her lips seemed to deepen.

She withdrew her gaze and returned to the house. Her other hand seemed to be casually placed on Wakita Kensuke's shoulder. Her tone was relaxed but with a sense of oppression: "It seems that the criminal has surrendered in this case. It's over."

Wakita Kensuke's body stiffened slightly, and he immediately turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute," Wakasa Rumi stopped him with a gentle pull, lowering her voice and jokingly said, "After the police have retreated, do you want to... play another round with me? Sushi restaurant owner?"

Wakita Kanenori didn't respond, but his teeth began to chatter uncontrollably. He lowered his head, using his collar to conceal his message as he quickly transmitted it through the communicator hidden in his pocket.

Not far from the apartment building, Judy parked her car just outside the police car's sight and gripped the steering wheel tightly. She looked at the crowd gathered at the apartment building entrance and wondered, "Could Cameron really be caught up in some trouble?"

Wakasa Rumi noticed the rhythmic sound of Wakita Kensuke's teeth, a knowing sneer curling up at the corner of her mouth. She quickly concluded, "Those teeth clacking... That's Morse code! He's tipping off!"

In the next second, the shrill roar of the engine suddenly sounded!

A black car suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street, almost brushing past the front of Judy's car, and crashed directly into the wall opposite the stairs of the apartment!

"boom--!"

There was a huge crash accompanied by the sharp sound of glass shattering. The car body twisted and deformed instantly, and thick smoke billowed out of the hood.

This sudden change shocked everyone present, and their attention was instantly drawn to the smoking car.

Wakasa Rumi felt a chill in her heart and thought to herself that something was wrong.

Sato Miwako ran out with Kudo Yuki and asked loudly, "What was that loud noise just now?!"

"The car hit the partition wall!" Wakasa Rumi responded immediately, and subconsciously tightened her grip on Wakita's shoulders.

Seeing this, Miwako Sato immediately took several police officers to the scene of the accident to check the situation.

At this moment, Wakita Kanenori took advantage of Wakasa Rumi's distraction and suddenly exerted force to break free from her restraints.

"Don't even think about running!" Wakasa Rumi reacted very quickly and reached out to grab, but she only grabbed the sushi restaurant work uniform coat he left behind.

Wakita Kanenori took the opportunity to rush towards the wall and flip over.

Wakasa Rumi quickly chased to the apartment door and glanced around. She saw a black car with a silver crow logo driving away with Wakita Kanenori.

She scoffed unwillingly and frowned tightly.

Wakasa Rumi's eyes met Judy's in the car not far away. From a distance, the two of them stared at each other silently, a silent confrontation hanging in the air, neither of them speaking first.

Kudo Yuki also ran over. Looking at Wakasa Rumi's solemn expression and the car speeding away in the distance, she whispered, "Are you okay?"

Wakasa Rumi suppressed her inner turmoil and regained her gentle expression. She gently patted Kudo Yuki's shoulder and said, "I'm fine. It's just a pity that our 'guest' doesn't want to stay for tea."

Kudo Yuki watched Wakasa Rumi's feigned composure, her mind clear as a mirror. She didn't point it out, simply following the lead, "It's okay. 'Customers' will always come back. Didn't you see the logo on that car?"

Kudo Yuki's words made Wakasa Rumi's eyes flash with surprise, and then she nodded in understanding. She looked at the seemingly quiet girl in front of her and for the first time felt a strong interest in her.

"You're right." Wakasa Rumi smiled gently and turned her gaze towards the car driving away. "That car logo... is a crow, right?"

"Well," Kudo Yuki didn't deny it, but calmly gave a hint, "'Crow' can find a lot of things. What can you think of?"

"Crow..." Wakasa Rumi chewed on the word, and her eyes behind the lenses became sharp.

Of course she knew what the crow represented - it was the symbol of the Karasuma Group, a covert operations team known for its secrecy and efficiency.

The fact that Wakita Kanenori was able to mobilize their forces showed that his position in the organization was much higher than she had initially judged.

"That's right," Kudo Yuki said softly, "Crows like to collect shiny things, and they also like to... clean up unwanted traces."

Kudo Yuki's words were suggestive.

Wakasa Rumi immediately understood that the car just now was simply meant to divert everyone's attention and create a chance for Wakita Kanenori to escape.

And Kudo Yuki saw through all of this from the very beginning.

"You seem familiar with this logo?" Wakasa Rumi asked tentatively.

Kudo Yuki smiled slightly and didn't answer directly. Instead, she looked at the car accident scene that Sato Miwako and the others were investigating and changed the subject: "I'm afraid the driver of that car has 'disappeared'?"

Wakasa Rumi's heart sank. It was indeed so.

The crows' actions never leave anyone alive.

She turned to look at Kudo Yuki, this seemingly ordinary girl who always managed to reveal crucial information without even noticing. That hint about the "crow" was no accident.

"It seems you know much more than I thought." Wakasa Rumi withdrew her gaze, her tone full of approval.

"I know you want revenge." Kudo Yuki's tone was as if she was stating a fact. "I can help you find him. The FBI also knows that you are the only survivor."

Wakasa Rumi frowned slightly and stared at her warily: "Are you in contact with the FBI as well?"

"I'm just a detective," Kudo Yuki said with a sly smile, "A detective's network of information always needs to be wider."

She neither directly admitted nor denied it.

This ambiguous attitude made Wakasa Rumi even more certain that the girl in front of her was no simple matter.

Kudo Yuki looked at Wakasa Rumi's chest, which was slightly heaving with anger and resentment. She didn't offer any direct comfort. Instead, as if stating an insignificant fact, she said softly, "There are some things I think you have the right to know. You're not the only one who survived."

Wakasa Rumi suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Akai Mutake." Kudo Yuki lowered her voice even more. "The old friend who helped you escape seventeen years ago is currently safe. He's with Haneda Yasuharu. I've already met with him and the head of the Haneda family."

The shock on Wakasa Rumi's face lingered for a long time.

Akai Tsutomu is still alive?!

This news was like a horn that was seventeen years late, and it blew loudly in the depths of her silent heart, and those memories and emotions that had been forcibly suppressed burst out in an instant.

"Are you... are you telling the truth?" Wakasa Rumi's voice was trembling. She stared at Kudo Yuki, fearing that this was just an elaborate lie.

Kudo Yuki nodded: "It's absolutely true. He has also been searching for the truth of what happened back then."

Wakasa Rumi tried to calm her excitement. The look behind her glasses was unpredictable, a mixture of shock, ecstasy, and an indescribable complexity. She was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke, "Why are you telling me this?"

Kudo Yuki murmured softly, "The truth will not be buried by time."

This sentence was like a key, unexpectedly opening the floodgates of Wakasa Rumi's long-forgotten memories.

Her pupils suddenly shrank, and her grip on Kudo Yuki's shoulders unconsciously tightened. At that moment, the figure before her overlapped with the gentle, jade-like young man from seventeen years ago.

Wakasa Rumi closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the shock in her eyes had been replaced by an almost scorching light.

"You..." Her voice trembled slightly. "What you said is very similar to what Haneda Hiroshi said to me seventeen years ago."

Kudo Yuki didn't respond, but just looked at her quietly.

Just then, a burst of chaotic footsteps and discussions interrupted their conversation.

"Hey, what's going on with this car?" Officer Chiba's loud voice came from not far away. "There's no one in the car!"

Wakasa Rumi and Kudo Yuki looked at the same time.

Several police officers were seen investigating the black car that had crashed into the wall and was emitting thick smoke.

The car's doors and windows were shattered, but there was no one in the driver's seat or the passenger seat.

"But after a series of murders, is this another traffic accident?" Officer Shiratori frowned as he was escorting the handcuffed Atobe Michiya towards the police car. "Then I'll take the suspect to the Metropolitan Police Department first, and then report this incident to the Traffic Department."

"Okay, Mr. Wu Jing and Mr. Anton still need to cooperate with the investigation. Please come to the Metropolitan Police Department." Sato Miwako put her hands on her hips and looked around, but she found that someone was missing. "Huh? Mr. Anton, where is he?"

To be continued...