Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

"What? Su Dai, you really startled me." Amuro Tooru relaxed, curled the corners of his mouth into a relaxed smile, and shrugged.

"Hey, don't you find this interesting?" Akihara's cheerful smile vanished as she turned to Amuro Tooru. "I just saw you having a lot of fun playing the police officer game, so I couldn't help but join in."

In his mind, he was complaining to the system: "You change your tune so fast. The red team is full of actors. If my points weren't skyrocketing right now, I would have actually believed your nonsense."

Amuro Tooru now simply believes that Vodka provided his photo, and aside from inwardly cursing Vodka, he doesn't have any further doubts about Su Dai recognizing him. He has now completely composed himself, a relaxed smile on his face.

"Thank you so much." He glanced at the time. "If it weren't so late, I would definitely buy you a drink."

Akihara waved his hand, "It's okay, I understand. Every child dreams of being a policeman. I believe Gin will be very pleased to hear about this."

Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes, his gaze deepening, a complex emotion flashing within them. "Are you threatening me with something like this?"

"Threat? What are you talking about?" Akihara shrugged and laughed, seemingly oblivious to the other's murderous intent. "Look at Gin, he's practically allergic to the word 'traitor.' I just shared this with him to help him relax and get some desensitization therapy. Oh, did I forget to tell you? I'm a doctor."

He then turned his attention to Amuro Tooru. "Speaking of which, Bourbon, I see a dark look on your face. Do you have any cardiovascular disease? Or do you often experience stomach discomfort, or is there a problem with your kidney function?"

System: ...Is it possible that he was always this dark-skinned?

Amuro Tooru didn't get angry but laughed instead, "Su Dai, you're quite an interesting person."

“Likewise.” Akihara considered whether to mention the use of Japanese police arrest techniques in Scotland in a teasing tone. Doing so would undoubtedly earn him more points, but it would also seem a bit deliberate. In the end, he didn’t say anything more.

"Speaking of which, is this bottle of wine really some kind of new drug? Or was it just something that Inspector Amuro made up to fool me?" Akihara changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Amuro Tooru secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party had continued to pursue him, even if his actions just now had no flaws, it would have left doubts with Gin.

"I don't know the specifics. I've only heard that it's a byproduct of some kind of drug that the organization is developing. It seems that its only effect is to make people extreme and eventually go crazy."

It sounds like it has nothing to do with the Dionysian factor... but we can't rule out the possibility that Amuro Tooru is just fooling himself.

“Well, I thought the organization had actually developed some kind of drug that could prolong life, something that would shake up the modern medical world.” Akihara shook his head regretfully. He noticed that Shizuno was showing signs of waking up, so it seemed their conversation had to end there. He took out the magnetic disk again and handed it to Amuro Tooru.

"Here you go. Please take it back to the organization safely."

Amuro Tooru reached out and took it, looking completely unconcerned about the contents of the disk.

Although Akihara knew he would probably copy and paste the disk and send it to the police station soon, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you curious about what's inside?"

“Sometimes the less you know, the safer you are,” Amuro replied with a smile.

"That would be perfect. I've written an anti-hacking program inside. If any IP address outside the organization tries to access this disk, it will be locked and I'll be notified," Akihara said with a sly smile. Of course, the anti-hacking program was just something he made up to scare Amuro Tooru. He didn't care if the Black Organization's internal network was attacked by the police; if it was, all the better. If they hired him, he could get another paycheck…

Amuro Tooru seemed completely unaffected by his words. He took the floppy disk, thanked him, and his brain was racing to process the information he had just received.

Su Dai, who calls himself Akihara Kazuhiro, but this is most likely an alias; a young male, estimated to be no more than 25 years old; his position in the organization is unclear, but judging from his tone, he seems very familiar with Gin, possibly a core member; skilled in computer programming, perhaps a technical staff member within the organization…

If Su Dai himself could hear his thoughts, he would definitely applaud and congratulate him for guessing almost everything wrong.

Regaining his composure, Amuro Tooru turned to look at Mitsumura Kazuhiro, whom he had knocked unconscious, and pondered whether to help him down or carry him down on his back.

Akihara asked enthusiastically, "So you want my help? My suggestion from earlier is still valid."

So in the end, the two of them, one on each side, carried Mitsumura and Hiroshi downstairs and shoved him into Amuro Tooru's car. Akihara also paid special attention to this; at this time, Amuro Tooru's car was not the white Mazda he was looking for. Although it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, he could still tell that it wasn't a common, mass-produced family car.

Alas, whether it's black or red, I'm the only one who's truly poor.

As Amuro Tooru was about to get into the car and leave, Akihara asked casually, "What will the organization do with this kid?"

Amuro Tooru's silence, allowing innocent civilians to be harmed, is undoubtedly the last thing he wants to see. "I don't know, it's probably being handed over to the lab to continue their experiments."

Akihara nodded thoughtfully. Then he suddenly looked up at Amuro Tooru: "Oh, and don't forget to follow the doctor's orders and take care of your health!"

Toru Amuro:......

After watching Amuro Tooru's car drive away, he returned to his apartment in Edamasa Nori. He slapped her cheeks and pinched her philtrum to wake her up. He then briefly explained the current situation to the still somewhat dazed Edamasa, such as that she was now safe and that her ex-boyfriend had been taken away by the police.

"In that case, I'll take my leave." Akihara bowed slightly and turned to leave the apartment.

“Wait a minute, Mr. Akihara.” Masano Satoshi was clearly still in a daze, but she managed to gather her thoughts. “You just said that Kazuhiro was taken away by the police? Then… will he still be able to receive effective treatment? Will the police investigate his actions of harming Mr. Kuwasawa and Ms. Mitsue?”

"Don't worry, if his mental illness was indeed caused by being drugged, the police will not pursue criminal charges against him. I believe the police will make a reasonable judgment."

……

It was a beautiful night. Akihara Kazumi was yawning and hurrying home, while the protagonist of the world, Kudo Shinichi, was still secretly reading detective manga in bed. Amuro Tooru was still debating whether to risk finding Kazami Yuya to crack the contents of the floppy disk. Akai Shuichi was still on his hospital bed, talking to his FBI colleagues on the phone... And Gin? Let's turn the camera to Gin.

Just as Akihara Kazumitsu had worried, Gin was still sitting in his beloved car, speeding along the overpass.

He was frowning as he looked at a message on his phone, which he didn't know who had sent it. Then, probably because he had been sitting for a long time and his back was a little stiff, he adjusted his posture and continued reading.

Another message arrived at that moment. This time it was from his informant, someone he had placed near Miyano Akemi, the older sister of Sherry, a key figure in the organization. The message stated that Miyano Akemi had been experiencing a series of misfortunes lately, first hitting someone with her car, and then getting involved in an accident. Notably, she had recently become very close to a man named Akihara Kazumitsu.

“Akihara Kazumitsu?” Gin felt that the name sounded familiar.

"Ah, isn't that Su Dai's current name?" Vodka, sitting in the driver's seat, casually added when he heard his older brother seemingly talking to himself.

Then he heard his older brother click his tongue impatiently. "Why is it him again?"