A group of people dressed up as Conan characters, and I guaranteed the Black Team's advancement

Tokyo Municipal Hospital

In the corridor, Kensuke Achiba was facing off nervously with someone, Jiang Jin. He was wearing a black hoodie and a mask.

Holding a cell phone in his hand, with the screen facing Kensuke Achiba, the content on it made his heart pound, but on the surface he had to pretend to be calm.

"This person was sent by you, Chairman, right?" Although it was a question, Jiang Jin's tone was very certain.

Achiba withdrew his gaze, avoiding eye contact: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Jiang Jin took the phone back to his face and stepped closer: "There's no point in pretending to be stupid, is there?" He spoke casually, looking at the photo on the phone screen, "This person is called Hai Jiangtian Tengwu, and he is your secretary."

“He hasn’t worked for me for a long time,” Kensuke Achiba denied, but Jiang Jin didn’t care at all. “He was carrying a suspicious duffel bag and showing up at a place like a TV station. What do you think he was doing?”

"How...how could I have known..."

Jiang Jin put away his phone, walked over to Achiba Kensuke, glanced at him with his dark red eyes, and whispered, "The police are currently struggling to find the perpetrator of the bombing. If I give this photo to the police, do you think they'll thank me?"

"What does he have to do with me?"

"Don't tell me that. You should explain it to the police later," Jiang Jin said with a smile.

Kensuke Achiba clenched his fists slightly at his sides: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Your... Satsuki Cup, is that what it's called? Keep it going, and make sure Ooka Momiji participates." Jiang Jin's words surprised Achiba Kensuke. "But, why..."

“You don’t need to know.” Jiang Jin gently raised his hand and placed it heavily on Achiba Kensuke’s shoulder. “I guess you also want this match to continue, right?”

After Jiang Jin finished speaking, he slowly left, leaving Achiba Kensuke standing there alone.

Miraiko was fine; she just had a cast on her arm. After visiting her, Ooka Momiji hurriedly prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into someone at the corner. The bodyguard behind her quickly stepped forward, and Ooka Momiji reached out to stop her, saying, "I'm sorry, I was walking too fast."

Jiang Jin was naturally not going to be knocked down by a little girl like Ooka Momiji; on the contrary, she herself had dropped something without even noticing. Watching Ooka Momiji's hurried departure, Jiang Jin took a step back and bent down to pick up the pink wallet from the ground.

In addition to Ooka Momiji's student ID, Jiang Jin also found a photo of a strange man in the wallet.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Conan and Heiji Hattori called out to Iori Muga, who was about to leave. He turned around and looked at the two of them: "Oh, it's Master Hattori and Conan. Is there something you need?"

"Butler Iori, what are you doing here?" Hattori Heiji asked.

Iori Muga glanced at them, clearly unwilling to say more: "It's just some things. The young lady is still waiting for me. Farewell."

Conan urgently called out to Iori Muga, "The bombing case can't be that simple, can it? Is it related to Momiji-neechan?"

Iori Muga paused, turned around and was about to say something when he saw Inspector Megure and Kogoro Mouri rushing over: "The person who was supposed to participate in the program recording, Yajima Toshiya, was found dead in his mansion."

Now Conan and Iori Muga didn't have time to question me anymore; clearly, the murder case had once again captured their attention.

Kogoro Mouri was about to head to the scene with the police, with Conan and Heiji Hattori naturally following behind. As for Muga Iori, he frowned slightly, recalling the letter sent to the Ooka family, and felt that it wasn't just a simple act of revenge by a political enemy.

As night fell in Tokyo, while the Japanese police were racking their brains over the day's bombings and murders, the second floor of a bar called "Fire Bar" was bustling with activity.

This is the bar that Taiqin Gongyue invested in and renovated. The bar owner was originally a member of the group. When he heard that a financial backer was investing in the renovation, he agreed without hesitation.

In the center of the crowd, the young woman with short black hair spoke eloquently about the day's explosion, her eyes shining, drawing applause and cheers from the crowd as she spoke with great passion.

"Just look at that TV station building, and suddenly there were 'bangs!', 'crashes!', and 'crashes!', it was absolutely earth-shattering..." The woman said, feeling thirsty, and picked up the wine glass next to her and drank it all in one gulp.

She is the owner of this bar and the most active responder to this bombing operation – Zhu Shitiao.

Before transmigrating, his name was Chi Shutiao, and his group nickname was "I Want to Blow Up the Bunker." He was a former demolition expert and had won the title of Special Explosives Master. However, geniuses often have quirks, and the country has strict regulations in this area. Chi Shutiao's dedication to explosives research could not coexist with the rules.

Just as she was contemplating whether to step back or leave her job, she transmigrated. This perfectly solved the problem, since eight eggs were indispensable in this world of Detective Conan.

Beside the crowd, Onoshi, wearing glasses, glanced at the noisy area, scratched his head, and continued working on the news article on his computer.

"Little Bamboo, your explosives are amazing, but my controller isn't bad either." In the center of the crowd was a young woman with long black hair tied up with a slender wooden hairpin.

She sat gracefully against the bar, the bar lights reflecting in her golden eyes. This was the famous "tech guru" in the group—Bu Xuexi, whose real name was Jiushan Li, but the group members affectionately called her Sister Bu.

Because she was rushing to the crime scene and crossing the road, she was unfortunately hit by a drunk driver, which is how she became Hatoyama Riki.

Therefore, Xiao Jiang reminds you: Don't drink and drive, and don't drive after drinking. Reckless driving will bring tears to your loved ones' eyes.

Zhu Shitiao also turned and poured wine into Jiushan Li's glass: "Of course. Ayumi-nee, it's all in the wine." After saying that, she poured herself a glass as well.

Kawano Ki immediately exclaimed, "Does our Ayumi's strength even need to be questioned? From small cross-dressing artifacts to national weapons, she's absolutely capable of anything!"

Akiyama Yui chimed in, "That's so classy."

Mingyuan: "Will it be my turn next time? I'm really anxious."

"I can see that. You're eager to prove your worth as a human being." Akiyama Yui was as sharp-tongued as ever, and Kotori Hina laughed out loud. Mingyuan really wanted to dump the fruit platter on Akiyama Yui's head, but Shirakawa Xiu stopped him, "Never mind, never mind, don't refuse the fruit platter."

The second-floor keypad door beeped with the sound of a password being entered. After the correct password was entered, the black, seamless door was pushed open, and Jiang Jin, dressed in a black hoodie, walked in.

The group of friends in the bar immediately started greeting him, and Jiang Jin took off his mask and smiled as he blended into the crowd.

“We blew up the TV station and sent provocative emails and letters to the police and the Ooka family. These things seem to have nothing to do with Rum,” someone said. “Could this have attracted Karasuma Renya’s attention?”

Jiang Jin held his wine glass and looked in Ono's direction: "Well, that depends on reporter Zhao's press release. Is the content sensational enough?"