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

A black Porsche was driving on the highway. Inside, Vodka was reporting to Gin about the undercover agent who had infiltrated the organization four years ago, whom he had recently asked to reinvestigate.

"Brother, I investigated again. The undercover agent's full name is Ethan Bendon, a second-generation Japanese American. His information is still at a certain level of confidentiality with the CIA, but we have found some clues."

Gin, still with a cigarette dangling from his lips, listened to Vodka's report with nonchalant interest.

"After Ethan Bendo was sent to Japan, he married and had children there. According to the investigation, he has two children, a son and a daughter. His eldest daughter is named Hondo Emi, and his second son is named Hondo Eisuke," Vodka said as he drove.

Gin slightly raised his eyes: "What's the situation with his two children now?"

"His youngest son is said to have been living in the United States, but he recently came to Japan. As for his daughter, all we can find is which schools she attended before she turned eighteen. Oh, and by the way, brother, there are also medical records from a hospital a few years ago."

Gin narrowed his eyes: "Medical records? What illness does she have?"

Vodka replied, "It's not an illness, it's a bone marrow transplant surgery record." As he spoke, Vodka handed a file from the passenger seat back to Gin, "The information is all here, brother."

Gin took off his gloves, opened the file folder, and took out a stack of documents. As he flipped through them, Vodka continued, "I checked, and the person who received the bone marrow transplant was her younger brother, Hondo Eisuke. There's even a photo of him inside."

Among the stack of documents, Gin found a solo photo. The boy in the photo had big cat eyes, was wearing a hospital gown, and had a smile on his face as if he were talking to someone.

"Don't you have a photo of Hondo Eikai?" Gin narrowed his dark green wolf eyes as he looked at the boy in the photo. He was quite certain that the boy's face looked very much like Kir's.

Vodka shook his head: "No. That's why I find it strange, brother. His son can leave behind photos and medical records, but his daughter, Hondo Emi, seems to have vanished into thin air after she turned eighteen, except for her life record before she turned eighteen. Not to mention photos, there's absolutely no information about her."

"If the CIA was protecting Ethan Bendang's family, then why did his son manage to find only a few words, while his daughter found nothing?"

"Protection?" Gin's tone lowered. A person's traces had been completely erased. This method was not as simple as protecting relatives; there was clearly something wrong with it.

Gin held up the photo and looked at Vodka with a half-smile in the rearview mirror: "Don't you think he looks a lot like Gil?"

Vodka broke out in a cold sweat and said hesitantly, "Could it be... just a coincidence?"

“Heh.” Gin chuckled coldly, putting away the photo. “People like us never believe in coincidences. Looks like we’ll have to report this to the higher-ups.” Finally, he said to Vodka, “Send these things to Duago.”

Vodka paused, a hint of tension in his voice: "Send it to Duyago?"

"Isn't he in Chakiel? Considering he might have found another rat... let's end the screening early and get him back to work." Gin casually tossed the file folder aside.

The things Vodka said last time were clearly not his usual way of speaking; this roundabout way of speaking probably meant he was taught to do it.

"Yes, brother, I'll send him this information when the time comes."

Meanwhile, Nichiri TV.

After Jiang Jin led Conan and the others to Satan Onizuka to get his autograph, they were invited by Yoko Okino to visit the recording of a TV program.

Around noon, the group went to the TV station's cafeteria for lunch. Yoko Okino even invited Rena Mizunashi to join them.

At the dining table, only Ran, the children of the Detective Boys, Professor Agasa, and Yoko Okino were happily eating and chatting. Rena Mizunashi, Conan, and Eisuke Hondo were all preoccupied with their own thoughts, while Jiang Jin, the mastermind behind it all, sat on the sidelines watching the show.

"Miss Mizunashi, do you have any brothers or sisters?" Hondo Eisuke hadn't touched much of the food in front of him, but he was just looking at Mizunashi Rena and probing her face.

Rena Mizunashi forced a smile and replied, "I don't have any siblings; I just live alone in Tokyo. Why do you ask that, Hondou-kun?"

“I just think Ms. Mizunashi seems approachable,” Hondo Eisuke replied.

Yoko Okino was unaware of the probing and suspicion between the two, but she seemed to suddenly notice the resemblance between Hondo Eisuke's eyebrows and Rena Mizunashi's, and said, "Hey, speaking of which, this Hondo-kun really does look a bit like Rena! If we didn't know each other, people would probably believe you two are siblings, right?"

Upon hearing Yoko Okino's words, the expressions of the three people at the table changed. Conan's gaze darted back and forth between Rena Mizunashi and Eisuke Hondo.

He became slightly interested in what Yoko Okino had said. If the possibility of plastic surgery was ignored, could the two of them really be related by blood? Conan couldn't help but wonder.

Hondo Eisuke's expression was somewhat grim. He both hoped that the other person was indeed his sister who had been missing for many years and whose whereabouts were unknown, and suspected that the mysterious organization had killed his sister, then transformed her into her appearance, and was carrying out some kind of conspiracy outside.

Mizunashi Rena, however, was suffering in silence. Only Jiang Jin, sitting in a position that allowed him to see all three of their expressions clearly.

He could tell that Conan was already suspicious of their relationship, he could see Hondo Eisuke's inner turmoil, and he could also sense that Mizunashi Rena was probably already feeling uneasy because of the photos he had sent her.

Now all that's needed is something to provoke and force Mizunashi Rena to reveal a flaw or lose her composure. Jiang Jin only needs to obtain evidence that can prove her identity from that event.

After lunch, Yoko Okino planned to take a few people to visit the recording of an interesting variety show, but unexpectedly, as they were walking down the corridor, they suddenly heard the sound of police sirens outside the TV station.

Not long after, Conan and his friends saw Inspector Megure and a group of officers from the First Investigation Division hurriedly enter the elevator.

"It's Inspector Megure! What's he doing here?" Ayumi exclaimed.

"Could it be that some kind of case has occurred?" Mitsuhiko wondered.

Conan rolled his eyes, and after seeing the floor number that the elevator Inspector Megure and the others were on had stopped at, he quickly pressed the button for another elevator.

After the elevator doors opened, Conan ran inside.

"Conan, wait for us!" The three children naturally followed quickly.

Sonoko and Ran exchanged a glance and got on the elevator. Hondo Eisuke naturally wanted to keep an eye on Conan as well. Jiang Jin originally didn't want to go, but he suddenly received a message and changed his mind after reading it.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Conan eagerly ran down and quickly found the room where the crime had occurred. A large group of police officers were busy there.

"Conan, what are you doing here?" Inspector Megure was a little annoyed when he saw Conan, and then he saw the three children behind Conan and Jiang Jin and the others, and he felt even more hopeless. "What are you all doing here?"

"Inspector Megure, what case happened here?" Conan tilted his head and glanced at the office where the crime scene was located. A man in a suit was leaning over the desk with a knife stuck in his back.

"The deceased is Mr. Noriji Urushihara, the president of the supernatural ability manufacturing company. He is 47 years old. The estimated time of death is around 1 p.m. The cause of death is stabbing with a sharp blade and excessive blood loss..." Officer Takagi subconsciously began to introduce the case to Conan.

Inspector Megure looked speechless: "Hey, why did you tell the case details to unrelated people again?"

Jiang Jin twitched his lips, thinking to himself, "Is this the charm of Conan's aura?" After making a comment, he looked around, seemingly searching for someone.

"Why did you call me over? I was taking a nap." Just then, a voice rang out, and the group turned around to see that it was Satan Onizuka, the lead singer of the band they had met that morning.

In addition, there were three other people who were brought along by the police officer.

"Inspector Megure, all four people who had previously met the victim have arrived: Mr. Satan Onizuka, Mr. Onoshi, the head of the news department, Mr. Gensuke, the assistant director, and Ms. Yamamoto Ui, who is in charge of coordination."

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.

Jiang Jin was initially worried that because of the undefined motives for murder in the world of Ke Xue, someone would want to kill his group members. He never expected that his group members would take a different path.

Jiang Jin met Ono Shi's gaze across several people, raised an eyebrow, and his eyes seemed to say: So this is what you meant by being involved in a murder case in your message?

Congratulations, friend, on becoming one of the four candidates to be chosen.

"Hmm, who was the first person to discover the body?" Inspector Megure asked, turning around.

“Yes…it’s me,” said a staff member wearing a hat. “We had an appointment with President Urushihara at 2 p.m. to meet with the producer in charge of the program in this meeting room to discuss some things. I was originally here to inform him that the time might be postponed, but I didn’t expect…so I immediately called the police and an ambulance.”

Inspector Megure nodded, then looked at the four people: "So, may I ask why you four went to see Mr. Urushibara?"