Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

There is an incineration room on Rhodes Island, but it is rarely used. This is because the most vulnerable to death on Rhodes Island are the infected. Almost every few days, an infected person whose Oripathy has rapidly worsened will pass away, and the medical department will send the deceased infected person to the biological treatment room.

"Glittering dust burst from the wounds on the deceased's body, spreading throughout the confined space, before the light pierced the darkness."

"Psychedelic, dazzling, and colorful. In the light, Originium dust first hovered in the air, and then slowly settled."

"An infected person has returned to the land that nurtured him."

However, the doctor did smell this odor in Chernobog.

Mephisto, one of the executives from the Reunion Movement, performed a "human sacrifice" on the survivors of Chernobog in order to force out the lurking Rhodes Island members. He drove them all into a building, cut the Reunion Movement's symbol into the building, and then burned them all to ashes.

Akihara Kazumitsu closed his eyes, and the towering flames seemed to flicker before his eyes again.

The acrid smell of burning proteins and fats, the pungent odor of ketones used as combustion aids, like withered grass or old oil...

The smell in the air now is almost identical to that of the past, except that the pungent smell of ketone raw materials has been replaced by the smell of gasoline in an underground parking lot.

Akihara Kazumitsu snapped out of his thoughts. He followed the scent to a corner of the parking lot.

Upon learning that it wasn't some ethereal ghost causing trouble, the system's voice noticeably calmed down.

"If anything else goes wrong, you'll miss your train. Are you sure?"

Akihara Kazumitsu's face remained expressionless as he continued walking. He looked around and happened to spot a door hidden in the shadows. He stepped forward, opened it, and peered into the small space.

This appears to be a storage room for cleaning supplies. A flatbed cart is placed in one corner of the storage room, piled with cardboard boxes and a white bottle with an illegible label. To the left is a blue bucket containing a plastic hose. Mops and brooms are placed to the right.

Akihara Kazumitsu glanced around quickly but didn't find anything suspicious, concluding that this wasn't the source of the burning smell.

He closed the door and answered the system's question in a calm tone. "Go check, just in case there's still a breath left..." With that, Akihara Kazuhiro turned a corner and went around to the back of a pillar not far from the storage room.

Seeing the scene before him, Akihara Kazumitsu stopped in his tracks. He paused for a moment, then said, "Alright, it seems we don't need to."

The acrid smell grew stronger from the side of the pillar. A traditional three-legged metal stool stood against the pillar.

The ground was wet, and a pair of legs that hadn't been completely burned were "placed" under the metal stool; the upper part of the legs had been burned to ashes.

Akihara Kazumitsu took a step back, his gaze sweeping up and down, taking in the entire crime scene.

Besides the most striking half-severed limb, there were also the blackened walls and ceiling, and radial scorch marks on the floor. Scattered around were miscellaneous items: plastic bags, lighters, cigarette packs, and half-burnt plastic bottles, all soaked through. Directly above the ceiling was a smoke-sensor fire extinguisher; a drop of water dripped from the showerhead, hitting the stool and splashing up small droplets. It seemed that it was that extinguished the fire.

"Should we call the police?" the system asked hesitantly.

Akihara Kazumitsu let out a long, long sigh.

Although calling the police is troublesome, if I don't call the police, the burned limbs will be discovered sooner or later, and the surveillance cameras will definitely have captured me, which will only make things more complicated.

He reluctantly pulled out his phone, muttering to himself, "If this keeps up, Gin will start to suspect I'm an undercover agent for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department before the main story even begins."

"Clap-"

Akihara and the system both turned their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A withered old man in blue overalls was looking in this direction with disbelief. The broom in his hand fell to the ground, and his gaze shifted back and forth between Qiuyuan and the severed limbs.

Akihara Kazumitsu felt he needed to defend himself. "Wait, you misunderstood..."

Recovering from his shock, the old cleaning man took a step back and picked up the broom from the ground with a speed beyond his years. He held the broom horizontally in front of him like a katana, and if it weren't for the slight tremor in his voice, he would have looked quite the part.

"You, you stay away! Don't let my current appearance fool you, I used to be the ace of our kendo club..."

Qiu Yuan put down his phone and patiently explained, "I didn't, listen to me..."

As a result, the old cleaner seemed to be startled and turned to run away.

Alright. The old man is in pretty good health; by human standards, his battlefield mobility is excellent.

Qiu Yuan sighed for the nth time today, then ignored him and pressed the dial button.

"Hello, I want to report a crime."

……

Ida sat by the restaurant window, gazing longingly into the distance.

His two colleagues seemed to have gone to apprehend a suspect, leaving in a hurry with almost no explanation. By the time he finished paying and tried to chase after them, the streets were bustling with pedestrians, and the two had vanished without a trace.

Thinking that it was a rare vacation after a week of overtime, Ida Kou simply sat by the restaurant window and waited for them to come back.

About an hour later, he received a call from Kenji Hagiwara. It was noisy on the other end, so he couldn't hear clearly. The other person was saying that they had lost track of their target and were looking around the area, but the chances were slim, so they would probably be back soon.

Just as Ida Wataru, who intended to wait for the two, hung up a phone call, a barrage of calls came in from his colleague in the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division. His colleague on the other end sounded listless, telling him his leave was over, another major case was on, and he had to come back to work overtime.

……

Then, the three members of the police academy team met up again at the entrance of the shopping mall.

"Squad leader, has another major criminal case occurred?" Kenji Hagiwara saw several police cars with sirens blaring parked at the entrance of a shopping mall and underground parking lot in the distance. He pulled Jinpei Matsuda closer to take a look and found that they had just parted ways with Wataru Date a few hours earlier.

It's important to know that the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division is primarily responsible for investigating major and brutal cases, such as murder, violence, assault, kidnapping, sex crimes, arson, and so on.

Although Date Wataru unexpectedly met the two again here, he didn't ask any questions since he was on a mission, and simply nodded.

"The specifics are still unclear, but it appears to be a murder and arson case," he explained briefly.

The police quickly cordoned off the underground parking lot, and the two followed the obviously exhausted officers from the First Investigation Division into the crime scene.

From a distance, they could see a young man pacing back and forth under the cold lights. He only turned around when he heard the policemen's footsteps.

The young man raised his hand and greeted Kenji Hagiwara and the others with a blank expression.

"Surprise~ How was it? Was the magic trick a success?"