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Qi Ming knew that there were many slackers in the organization.

Karasuma Renya probably knew as well, but as an older comrade, even if he knew, he was powerless to help.

Now that they have the power, they've dumped this mess on him. Qi Ming has no choice but to make some reforms.

All non-codename members were dismissed, and existing codename members also needed to undergo internal review; those whose combat strength did not meet the standards were also dismissed.

Qi Ming is now focused on building an elite organization.

"……What?"

Kaito Kuroba was clearly caught off guard by Qi Ming's sudden move and was filled with confusion.

Qi Ming isn't a person, so what kind of organization did he create?

Wait a minute!

Kaito Kuroba realized something.

Qi Ming is a spirit, and spirits are animals that have cultivated themselves...

Animals, code names?!

Kaito Kuroba's body trembled violently, and his IQ of 400 started working at high speed.

Qi Ming had just asked what code name his organization used, and he first made up a name for the liquor, actually to get him to talk!

When Qi Ming heard that the animal code name he mentioned belonged to their organization, he made up an excuse to get me to join them so that they could use me, their enemy, to help them achieve their goals!

Kaito Kuroba felt that he was about to understand everything.

No wonder those people don't even respect magicians.

No wonder the organization's ultimate goal is to find the Pandora Gem, which can grant immortality!

This spirit has been wanting to live forever since the time of Tang Sanzang!

No problem, Kaito Kuroba thinks his reasoning is very reasonable!

The higher-ups in this organization are all monsters who have been immortal for countless years. Would they be afraid of a little girl who has only been practicing magic for a little over ten years?

Kaito Kuroba's mind was filled with countless thoughts, but outwardly he remained completely calm.

The only thing that puzzled him was that his feud with that organization had started a long time ago, and logically, they should have known about his irreconcilable relationship with them.

But judging from Qi Ming's expression, he seemed completely unconcerned.

But that seems reasonable too.

Their subordinates' plans were repeatedly thwarted by themselves, and only those subordinates would think that it was Phantom Thief Kid who ruined the plans.

A high-ranking official with a broad perspective would think that his subordinates are useless and incompetent, and that Kaito Kid alone can outmaneuver the police, while the rest of you are utterly useless!

"Mr. Qi Ming, don't your other senior executives mind? And don't your subordinates mind?"

Kaito Kuroba asked tentatively.

Qi Ming raised an eyebrow.

Those at the top, once they rise to power, will be the only ones at the top.

Do your subordinates mind?

Anyone who minds being executed on the spot—no, fired!

Why do I, Boss Zhipin, have to be mindful of my subordinates' opinions?

"Ignore them, they're a bunch of good-for-nothings. Our organization needs experienced and productive people like you right now!"

Hearing Qi Ming say this, Kuroba Kaito became even more certain of Qi Ming's idea.

They don't care if you're an enemy or not; as long as you're useful, the organization is willing to recruit you.

Kaito Kuroba was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, but then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi Ming, this matter is rather sudden. Please allow me to consider it."

This is a lie.

He had already made up his mind; he was determined to seize this opportunity to secretly infiltrate the other organization!

Kaito Kuroba didn't agree immediately because he was afraid the other party would think he had something to hide if he agreed so readily.

Perhaps it would be better to agree after this magic show is over.

As for joining the organization and having yourself do things for us?

It's impossible to get things done.

Spirits don't understand human emotions; how can the hatred of killing one's father be forgotten so easily?

"I'll think about it. Okay, fine."

Qi Ming stopped discussing the topic and buried his head in his phone.

consider?

This is the first time I've ever hired someone, and you're telling me you still need to think about it?

If this gets out to other people, will I, as the boss, still have any dignity?

Hey, he has an idea.

Why not just trip up Kaito Kuroba along the way and then save him yourself?

Those who understand the times are wise, and judging from Kaito Kuroba's performance along the way, I believe he will definitely join.

……

Half an hour later, at the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art, two cars slowly stopped in front of the museum.

The driver of Sonoko Suzuki's car, Masato Nishino, was the secretary of Sonoko Suzuki's father, Shiro Suzuki.

He received a phone call midway through the journey and learned that Shiro Suzuki and the others had gone to the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art, so the two cars changed their destination again.

Fortunately, the art museum is not far from the group's building, so there's no need to go around in circles.

"Are there so many police officers gathered here so early?"

Upon arriving at his destination, Qi Ming got out of the car and looked around.

There was a police officer standing every ten meters throughout the art museum, and helicopters were circling overhead. Even though Kaito Kid hadn't arrived yet, the officers still looked very serious.

No, that's not right. It seems like Kaito Kid has already arrived.

"Do you enjoy the feeling of having the police completely outmaneuvered?"

Qi Ming asked Kuroba Kaito directly.

"Well, how should I put it, even Phantom Thief Kid didn't send them, haha."

Kaito Kuroba smiled somewhat awkwardly, but inwardly he was extremely proud.

Doesn't that make him look awesome, like the Phantom Thief Kid?

"The security is so tight that even an ant probably couldn't get in."

Kogoro Mouri and Ran Mouri also got out of the car and looked around.

As they marveled at the tight security in the art museum, a voice suddenly rang out from behind them.

"The elusive and ever-changing Gentleman Thief."

"No matter how strict the defenses are, they are useless in front of him. He can even imitate his appearance and voice at will."

"This is troublesome, but you've already faced even more troublesome opponents. Even Kaito Kid shouldn't be this bad, right?"

Everyone turned around and saw a motorcycle that had stopped in front of their car at some point.

Two people were sitting in the car, waiting for the two to take off their helmets. Ran Mouri said with some surprise:

"Hattori, Kazuha? What brings you here?"

Kazuha Toyama, Hattori Heiji's childhood friend.

"After all, this is Osaka. If Kaito Kid is going to cause trouble here, I have to step in and help him out."

Hattori Heiji chuckled, then curiously asked the others:

"By the way, why are you all here? Did the Osaka Police Headquarters invite you here?"

Heiji Hattori knew that the Osaka Police Headquarters had considered inviting Kogoro Mouri over on the day Kaito Kid sent the notice.

However, considering that Kogoro Mouri had been caught up in an attack, he was not notified.

Heiji Hattori was waiting for Ran Mouri's answer, but the next second his gaze fell on Kaito Kuroba.

The other person's familiar appearance startled Hattori Heiji.

"You, you're Kudo?"

Kaito Kuroba's lips twitched slightly.

Although I like to attract attention, I'd rather not do this kind of attention.

"Sorry, I'm not. I just look a lot like the Shinichi Kudo you're talking about."

"Huh, is there really such a coincidence?"

Heiji Hattori scratched his head in confusion and glanced at Conan, who could only show a helpless expression.

In the blink of an eye, Hattori Heiji turned his gaze to Qi Ming.

Aside from the last time he saw him from a distance, this was the first time he had stood face to face with this man at such close range.

Hattori Heiji sized up Qi Ming.

After hearing Conan, Shuichi Akai, and Tooru Amuro talk about how cruel and cold-blooded this man is, he doesn't seem that scary.

With that thought in mind, Hattori Heiji stepped forward and extended his hand to Qi Ming with a smile.

"Hello, are you Mr. Qi Ming? I've heard about your story from Kudo, cough cough, Conan."

Qi Ming guessed that the other party was also an ally of Conan's villainous camp, but since the other party was so polite, he still extended his hand.

"Oh? Which of my stories have you heard? Could you elaborate?"

Hattori Heiji's eyelid twitched.

If I were to actually tell you my story, I have a feeling you'd kill me on the spot to silence me.