Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

Located in Tokyo, on a commercial street, is an ordinary chain restaurant. The architectural style is typical of modern Japanese commercial buildings, while the interior design blends modern and traditional styles. The entire space is dominated by warm and natural colors, creating a relaxing and comfortable atmosphere.

This chain restaurant, specializing in Japanese cuisine, offers a variety of set meals and dishes to cater to different customer needs. The main courses are typically fish or meat, such as fried chicken nuggets, eel rice, or beef hot pot. In addition to the main course, two side dishes and a bowl of soup are provided. The side dishes are usually Japanese appetizers, such as seaweed salad or pickles, while the soup may be miso soup or clam soup.

Located not far from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and with relatively affordable prices, this place is a top choice for police officers to have dinner together after get off work.

"Anyway, class monitor, you guys have been working way too much overtime this time! A whole week!" Kenji Hagiwara pouted, his tone slightly questioning. "Did you and Ms. Natalie secretly go on a date and use that as an excuse to fool us?"

At a four-person table by the window in the restaurant, Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda sat on one side, and Wataru Date on the other. Each person had a plate in front of them, with three dishes and a soup on it. However, for the three policemen, who were in their prime and had large appetites, the portions were a little insufficient.

However, to express his apology for standing the two up, Date Kou said that they could eat whatever they wanted, and he would treat them to the meal.

With a wry smile, Ichiro answered Kenji Hagiwara's question. "Why would I lie to you? It really is a major case. Our department has been working overtime for a week straight because of it."

Matsuda Jinpei picked up a piece of eel, chewed it, and asked somewhat indistinctly, "What major case? How come we haven't heard anything about it?"

“Sigh, I might as well tell you. After all, it can’t be suppressed anymore, and there might be a press conference tomorrow…” Date Wataru sighed and picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks. “The yakuza forces around Tokyo may be about to undergo a major reshuffle.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people opposite him looked up at him simultaneously.

To be honest, the Japanese police have a somewhat ambiguous attitude towards gangs. Although organized crime groups are considered illegal organizations, the Japanese constitution guarantees citizens' freedom of association, which requires the police to act cautiously when dealing with gang-related issues.

They can only arrest individuals when gang members are suspected of committing crimes, and investigate and prosecute the specific criminal acts of these individual gang members, but they cannot carry out large-scale crackdowns or elimination operations on the entire gang.

However, the legal existence of gangs is undoubtedly a great threat to the harmony and stability of Japanese society. Several newly graduated police officers deeply resent this phenomenon but are powerless to do anything about it.

Now that they heard about the major reshuffling of the yakuza forces near Tokyo, Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda stared at Wataru Date with great interest, urging him to speak quickly with their eyes.

Date Hang took a sip of soup, collected his thoughts, and slowly began, "You can't possibly imagine how much of a shock I felt when I first arrived there and saw that scene..."

He described the scene he witnessed in detail to his colleagues, which made Kenji Hagiwara gasp in shock.

"What's the current situation with those high-ranking yakuza members?" Matsuda Jinpei pressed.

“That’s right, that’s the key point. The injuries on those people were almost all caused by mutual attacks. The external injuries are mostly not serious, but the problem now is their mental state.” Date Wataru frowned.

"Some people were directly diagnosed with severe mental illness, which is to put it simply, they went mad. Others, who were still relatively lucid, said they saw... a young man wearing armor, wielding a black sword that emitted blue-green flames, fighting a green fish-headed monster."

"Pfft." Matsuda Jinpei chuckled. "Do they think this is a Kamen Rider movie set?"

"It would be one thing if only one person said it, but the problem is that many people are saying it, and we determined during the interrogation that they had not communicated with each other. The doctor said they may have been subjected to the same stimulus, calling this condition... why was it again? Oh right, herd mentality."

"A group...hysteria? The same stimulus? Did we watch a Kamen Rider tokusatsu movie together before the showdown?" Kenji Hagiwara chewed on the unfamiliar term, then complained.

Ida Kou shook his head. "That possibility cannot be ruled out."

"But what kind of psychological trauma could drive so many people into a collective madness?"

“Our initial guess is that it might be some kind of psychotropic drug.” Ida Kou’s face showed a hint of doubt. “But the lab said that they tested their food and drinks and found no trace of psychotropic drugs. However, they did find a certain biological component in the sake they drank.”

"Biological components?"

"Yes. But it's probably because it was put in sake that most of the cells were destroyed, so it's impossible to identify what kind of organism this ingredient comes from." Date Wataru took another sip of miso soup, and when he found that the soup in the bowl was empty, he put down his spoon.

"By the way, those who were more lucid recalled that the masked man... cough, young man, the first thing he did after entering was to say that the wine was poisoned."

"So the lab is still working overtime..." Ida Wataru shook his head. "But my colleagues there said not to get your hopes up too high."

The three fell silent. Matsuda Jinpei pondered Date Wataru's words while idly poking at the eel on his plate with his chopsticks. When he came to his senses, his eel was already gruesomely dead, torn to pieces.

"Besides that, there are some other doubts. First, the organizer of this gathering, Kazuo Yamamoto, the leader of the Kawasaki gang, was not found at the crime scene. At first, we speculated that he might have fled to avoid punishment. Later, the forensic department said that the pool of blood in the middle of the main hall of the venue was his after DNA comparison, and that with such a large amount of bleeding, the person was very likely already dead."

"Secondly, there's the blood-drawn image on the wall... let's call it a flower for now. We consulted semiotics experts, but they couldn't figure it out. And when I saw this painting, I had a... indescribable feeling, as if the flower possessed 'living characteristics'..."

Date Hang's story came to an end. The three of them had almost completely cooled down, but they had no appetite for it at the moment.

Kenji Hagiwara chuckled twice and teased, "Don't scare me, class president. How did we end up talking about a supernatural movie instead of a tokusatsu set?"

"Oh, right, speaking of which, Jinpei only told me that you were slightly injured by a bomb while defusing it because you weren't wearing protective gear. I don't know the specifics yet." Date Wataru suddenly remembered the real reason he invited these two guys to dinner and looked at Hagiwara Kenji seriously. "Kenji, what's wrong with you? How could you make such a basic mistake?"

The topic suddenly shifted to himself for no apparent reason. Hagiwara Kenji's eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact with the class president. Matsuda Jinpei, standing nearby, gloated and said, "Serves him right," before continuing his efforts to pick up the eel meat, which had been shoved into pieces with his chopsticks.

Kenji Hagiwara looked out the window and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I'm fine now... Ouch, ouch, ouch, Jinpei, don't pull my ear! What I mean is, I'll never forget to wear my protective suit again!"

He rubbed his reddened ears, trying to change the subject. "Speaking of which, we still didn't find that young man in white, huh?"

Matsuda Jinpei finally picked up a piece of eel with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He shook his head in response to Hagiwara Kenji's question.

"That's why I think he's a monster!" Kenji Hagiwara slammed his hand on the table, only to be met with a glare from Jinpei Matsuda, which made him lower his hand sheepishly.

Seeing that his two classmates were still on good terms with each other as before, Ida Ko couldn't help but laugh.

When Kenji Hagiwara saw that even his class monitor was mocking him, he rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window with a sullen expression.

Suddenly, he sat up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Matsuda Jinpei frowned. "You didn't see another pretty girl and want to strike up a conversation, did you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Matsuda Jinpei saw Hagiwara Kenji suddenly stand up and shove him, who was sitting on the side facing the aisle.

"I knew it wasn't my imagination! Quick, I just saw it in the crowd across the street, it was definitely that 'monster'!"

"……what?"