Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

"...Lord Sakata, I'm not joking with you, this shrine must be closed."

"Get lost! I said it can't be turned off, and that means it!"

In the conference room, an elderly woman in a kimono, sitting in the main seat, glared angrily at Amuro Tooru.

A hint of anger flashed in Amuro Tooru's eyes.

Misfortunes never come singly; I feel like my luck has been particularly bad this year.

Toru Amuro cursed in his mind.

The night before last, he received a call from Shuichi Akai, who provided reliable information that people from the organization would appear on the opening day of the Twin Towers in Nishitama City.

Amuro Tooru still remembered that he had clearly set a trap for him last time to test whether Qi Ming was capable or not.

However, judging from the other party's strong tone, it seems that they have not yet taken any action.

He was quite cautious, which made his direct approach to Xiao Qiming seem somewhat reckless.

However, despite Amuro Tooru still not getting along with Akai Shuichi, he still accepted the other party's invitation to cooperate.

Perhaps calling it a collaboration is a stretch.

The FBI provides the intelligence, and the rest is handled by the public security authorities.

That same evening after his phone call with Shuichi Akai, Tooru Amuro and Yuya Kazami devised a plan, which was approved by Heiji Kuroda, to lure Akai into a trap.

Little did anyone know that by the next day, Amuro Tooru and Kazami Yuya had already set off with their team, and were only a hundred meters away from the two skyscrapers.

Kuroda Hyōe called.

The extremely important shrine in Chiyoda Ward was attacked by gunfire, prompting him to immediately lead his men back to investigate and provide support.

Having grown accustomed to doing whatever he wanted within the organization, Xiao Heipi found it difficult to adapt to this new life within the system.

The plan had already been made, and they had all arrived at their destination to survey the terrain and make arrangements.

It's not appropriate for you to call me back with just one phone call, is it?

Moreover, why would such a large organization like the Ministry of Public Security assign all the tasks to just one person?

What were you doing while you were infiltrating the organization?

However, this was not an order given by Kuroda Hyōe, because his own superiors were also tightly controlled by his superiors.

I truly hope that the saying "When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders" can become a reality.

Although Amuro Tooru was unwilling to let go of this great opportunity, he had no choice but to obey the orders from above and rush to Chiyoda Ward.

As a result, they have been discussing this major shooting case from last night until today without reaching a conclusion.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely tense at that moment.

……

"Lord Sakata, I also think that the shrine should be closed for the time being."

Kuroda Hyoue glanced at Amuro Tooru's gloomy expression, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke to the old man.

"The culprit is currently unknown. Although we have confirmed the location where the bullet was fired, we cannot find any trace of the enemy within a straight-line range of one kilometer, so..."

"So what? Huh? So that wasn't a dereliction of duty by your police?!"

Before Kuroda Hyōe could finish speaking, the old man in the kimono named Sakata, sitting at the head of the table, slammed his fist on the table.

"Close down? Bullshit! Not only can we not close down, but after we wipe up the bloodstains on the floor and clean up inside, we'll keep it open!"

Sakata spoke loudly, and those sitting in the front row could feel the old man's spittle splattering on their faces.

However, Sakata was completely oblivious to his own shortcomings. He pointed his withered index finger at Kuroda Hyoue and Amuro Tooru, and continued to hurl insults.

"If we close the shrine, do you know what our ancestors in heaven will think of us!"

"They say we lack the spirit of a warrior, that we only dare to compromise in the face of enemy provocations! They say we are all cowards who don't even know where the enemy is!"

"..."

Amuro Tooru clenched his fists tightly, his upper and lower teeth unconsciously grinding together as he buried his face in his hands.

Perhaps due to a lingering tendency from his time infiltrating the organization, Amuro Tooru looked at Sakata expressionlessly and said:

"Since you, Lord Sakata, are so full of samurai spirit, why don't you go in and pray when the shrine is open to the public in the future, and then apologize to your ancestors when you get killed?"

"Furuya! How dare you speak to His Excellency like that!"

Upon hearing Amuro Tooru's words, Kuroda Hyōe immediately rebuked him.

Then Kuroda looked at Sakata, a rare smile appearing on his usually serious face.

"Lord Sakata, Furuya is still a young man with a fiery temper. Please don't get angry."

This is a lie.

Kuroda Hyōe just wanted to make this old man, who was quite wealthy, angry.

Based on Kuroda Hyōe's understanding of Amuro Tooru, it's not quite at the level of knowing him inside his stomach.

However, when Amuro Tooru uttered the first two words in that indifferent tone, Kuroda Hyōe knew that Amuro Tooru wanted to curse the old man.

If he really wanted to stop it, he wouldn't wait for Amuro Tooru to finish cursing before speaking up.

On the other side, Sakata was furious when he heard Amuro Tooru's words.

He began to tremble uncontrollably, his brows furrowed, and his face turned a deep purplish-red.

"Baka, baka yarou!"

"Kuroda, is this the subordinate you brought out? Is this how you talk to me?"

"In the past, speaking to a superior like that would have meant committing seppuku! You've rebelled, cough cough cough, cough cough cough!"

Perhaps because of his intense emotions, Sakata started coughing violently again after saying just a few words.

"Lord Sakata!"

"Lord Sakata, are you alright?"

Upon seeing this, the people in the front row immediately narrowed their eyes and rushed forward to help Sakata by patting his back, patting him to help him catch his breath, and handing him water.

About five minutes later, Sakata finally caught his breath, his cloudy eyes fixed on Amuro Tooru.

As the flush on his skin gradually faded, Sakata spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Kuroda, this isn't the first time the shrine has been targeted like this. There have been many attacks like this before. Why hasn't your Public Security Bureau caught even one of the perpetrators?"

"..."

Kuroda Hyōe didn't speak, but his fists, which were resting on his lap, clenched unconsciously.

He wasn't the one handling the work related to the shrine shooting at all.

Kuroda Hyōe only heard about the shrine being attacked by long-range gunfire yesterday from his colleague during the handover.

Before he could even look at the documents, that old man called them in for an emergency meeting and some pointless stuff.

You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask?

"..."

Amuro Tooru gave Sakata a cold look.

"So, even after all these times, you still won't agree to close the shrine?"

Amuro Tooru remembered a Chinese proverb: "It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost."

He had always considered it a derogatory term.

But now Amuro Tooru understands that this word is actually a positive term.

After all, a smart person is one who learns from their mistakes after making them once.

However, this world is full of stubborn and unrepentant fools.

"Baka! The shrine can't be closed! This is a grave disrespect to our ancestors!"

Sakata gave Amuro Tooru the same indifferent look, but this time he didn't dare to yell.

I'm afraid my heart will stop at any moment.

Kuroda Hyōe glanced at Amuro Tooru and shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to provoke the old man any further.

Then he spoke.

"Lord Sakata, how about this: the shrine can reopen after the cleanup is complete, but we'll need to station police officers and some facilities inside the shrine..."

Sakata immediately shook his head and rebuked him:

"Baka! What kind of people are we to have our ancestors see us setting up such a stronghold on our own land? Don't you feel ashamed?!"

"..."

Kuroda Hyōe and Amuro Tooru looked at Sakata, and a thought arose in their minds at the same time.

It probably means...

Is this old man a human bot?

That stupid, pedantic old nobleman, why doesn't he just die already?