Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

"Who called the police?" the police officer asked as soon as he entered, his tone cold and reserved.

Akihara Kazumitsu, who was fiddling with his cheap umbrella, was suddenly called upon and raised his hand. "It's me."

The young policeman who had just entered was Morofushi Takaaki, a police inspector in Nagano Prefecture and the older brother of Morofushi Kagemitsu. He was praised for his strong reasoning ability and keen insight.

System: Why is your memory so inconsistent? You can't even remember Kenji Hagiwara, but you remember Morofushi Takaaki so clearly?

Akihara: Of course it's because I just caught up on... cough cough, I mean if you're a Chinese person with a strong sense of national pride, you won't forget Morofushi Takaaki if you've seen him once in a Conan episode.

This character was designed by the author based on Zhuge Liang, from his personality to his name. The personality is self-explanatory; he's as intelligent as Zhuge Liang. His name is also a pun—because "gaoming" (高明) sounds the same as "Kongming" (孔明), Zhuge Liang was nicknamed "Kongming" in this manga.

……

Before the policeman could ask any more questions, the enthusiastic crowd rushed to tell Morofushi Takaaki what had happened, and excitedly pointed to the man tied to the pillar, saying that they had caught the suspect.

The man who had just cowered like a quail now seemed to have given up entirely. He shouted curses at everyone: "A bunch of idiots! Hey, you incompetent cops over there! I'm not the murderer! That kid instigated those idiots to think I was the killer! Use your brains, that kid is the more suspicious one!"

Morofushi Takaaki, however, remained unaffected by the man's words. He narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the face of the man bound in the shadows. Seeing that Morofushi Takaaki hadn't looked away and was still staring in his direction, the man instantly lost his previous arrogance, turning his face away and avoiding eye contact.

“Sir, please raise your head.” Even then, Morofushi Takaaki’s tone remained polite and calm. Seeing the man lower his head even further, Morofushi Takaaki put on the white gloves he usually used when collecting evidence and forced the man to turn his head.

After examining him for a moment, he straightened up, a smile already on his face. "'The flowers you plant with care may not bloom, but the willows you plant without intention may thrive,' and 'The net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it.' Sir, please come with us."

"So he really is a wanted criminal?" Akihara muttered under his breath.

"I've checked for you. This is one of the two thugs who orchestrated the bombing in Kamiya Town," the system replied quietly. "You're welcome."

The crowd gasped. Just moments before, some had been wavering between Akihara Kazumitsu and this man, but as soon as they came up, the police arrested him.

“Now then.” Morofushi Takaaki turned to look at Akihara Kazumitsu, who had remained silent to the side. “Mr. Akihara, is that right? Please tell me the details of this case.”

"What's going on? Wasn't the criminal already arrested?" someone questioned.

“That man is indeed the culprit, but not in this case. He's probably a wanted criminal.” Akihara Kazumitsu stood up and offered to explain on behalf of Morofushi Takaaki. He didn't mention the bombing case. Since Inspector Morofushi hadn't specified, perhaps he was worried that the identity of the bomber might cause panic, so he went along with it and didn't bring it up either.

“Around 10 or 11 p.m. last night, I was just about to fall asleep when I saw the secretary across from me take a note out of her pocket. After reading it, she looked terrified. I went over to ask her what was wrong, but I got yelled at.” Akihara spread his hands, looking helpless. “I was woken up by this guy’s scream.” Akihara pointed to the male passenger who still seemed shaken.

Morofushi Takaaki's gaze lingered on the monkey head on Akihara's clothes for a second before turning to the male passenger he was pointing at.

"Ah, what? Oh right, I wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. I had just stepped out the door and taken a few steps when I tripped and saw..." His expression turned ugly again. Seeing this, his companions quickly went up and patted him on the shoulder.

Morofushi Takaaki lowered his head in thought, one hand supporting his chin, and muttered to himself, "A note..." Then he looked up at Akihara, his tone suggesting certainty that he knew something. "Do you know what's on the note?"

Akihara shook his head. "When I got there, the secretary had already put the note away. And to preserve the scene, no one touched the secretary's body. If there was a note, it should still be in her pocket, right?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming nodded, then thanked the two men, turned around, opened his umbrella, and went to inspect the crime scene again.

"Phew—" Seeing Morofushi Takaaki walk away, Akihara sighed, feeling a sense of oppression as if he were talking to an elder. It wasn't the guilt of someone who had just come from the scene of the bombing or his fear of Morofushi, who was also intelligent; it was his voice—it sounded exactly like General Helag's!

"Alright, since it's Morofushi Takamine, the case should be solved soon. I'm going to get some more sleep." Akihara yawned and sat back down in his seat. He glanced at the busy figures outside the window and closed his eyes again.

"Probably, no problem, even though Morofushi Takaaki is a complete weakling..." Akihara opened his eyes helplessly. If something happened to Morofushi Kagemitsu's brother in front of him, it would be difficult for him to farm points for him in the future. He was planning to use the line "You look a lot like an old friend of mine" to scare the Scotch whisky!

He weighed his umbrella in his hand and walked out of the hall resignedly. The wind and rain were still raging outside, and the cold wind made him sneeze, causing Morofushi Takaaki, who was talking with his team members outside, to stop talking and turn to look at him.

"How is it, officer?" Akihara Kazumitsu, suspecting he was catching a cold, rubbed his nose as he approached. "Did you find the note?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming shook his head. "It seems the murderer took it. 'A sage can see the beginning from the end, and the end from the beginning. Therefore, he was frightened when he saw ivory chopsticks, knowing that the world was not enough.' So if this hypothesis is true, then the note is an important clue that can expose the murderer's identity."

Just as Akihara Kazumitsu was about to say something more, a commotion suddenly arose behind them. Turning around, they saw a portly man who looked to be in his sixties loudly complaining, with a man who appeared to be his assistant holding an umbrella for him. "What time is it? My secretary isn't answering her phone or replying to my texts!" This appeared to be the councilor Yoshino Kazunori they had been referring to.

With a creak, the hall door opened, and the stationmaster walked out. He approached the councilor with the same apologetic look as before, muttering "red bean paste smear masay".

Seeing this, Akihara Kazumitsu also gripped the unopened umbrella in his hand and quickly stepped forward.

As the stationmaster drew closer, the senator, who had been shouting, turned to look at him impatiently. In a flash, a flash of silver light appeared in the stationmaster's hand—a dagger. In the dim light of the station entrance, it was clear that this dagger was exactly the same type as the one embedded in the secretary's chest. He rushed towards the senator, his expression gradually turning ferocious, and raised the dagger high—aiming to plunge it into the senator's chest.