Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

Vodka glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the young man who had just gotten in grinning foolishly, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. He thought to himself that this was probably the last time the young man would be so happy, so why bother arguing with him? He then looked away and focused on being a good driver.

Gin bent down, picked up the cigarette lighter in the car, lit a cigarette for himself, and without even glancing at Akihara, casually tossed a piece of paper behind him.

Akihara took the paper, unfolded it, and saw that it seemed to be a person's file. In the upper left corner was a person's photo, and detailed information such as the person's name, address, company address, etc.

Then the sound of Gin smoking came from his side. "This is the objective of your last mission before you receive your codename. Kumagai Isamu has had several business dealings with the organization. He claims to have obtained some of the organization's secrets and wants to exchange them for benefits. Your mission is to ensure that he and his so-called secrets never appear in this world again after tonight."

Kumagai Isamu, true to his name, is indeed quite brave.

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll handle it without any problems." After reviewing the materials, Akihara looked up and gave Gin a sinister smile. Gin, who was watching Akihara's actions through the rearview mirror, looked away.

Gin: I can't bear to look.

System: I can't bear to look.

"The location he requested to conduct the transaction with the organization is already marked on the materials." Gin took out his cigarette and flicked off the ash. "Do you understand? If you understand, get out of the car."

"How stingy! I thought they'd drive me to the mission location," Akihara thought to himself.

"Don't be like that, host." The system's electronic voice took on a hint of sympathy. "I just glanced at his phone screen and scanned his physical condition. He's been incredibly busy lately; he hasn't slept for two days."

Recalling his 007 days on Rhodes Island, Akihara Kazumitsu decides to develop an emergency concentrator in this world and deliver it to Gin.

"Okay, sir. How can I contact you after the mission is complete?"

Gin seemed to have never considered this question before, and even pondered it for a moment. "Email."

Are they not even going to act anymore? Akihara pretended not to notice anything amiss, and after reiterating his loyalty to Gin, he was kicked off the car.

Watching the Porsche drive away, Akihara sighed and thought to himself, "How pathetic."

"How tragic? Who? The target of the mission?" the system asked curiously.

This is about Masahiko Yazui. He worked diligently for the organization for half his life, yet he didn't even receive the same treatment as a target about to be assassinated by the organization. At least Yu Kumagai had a detailed information sheet from the intelligence department, while Masahiko Yazui probably didn't even have a photo of himself within the organization, and even his revered elder brother never gave him a second glance.

System: ...I think the worst thing is that he bumped into your hand.

……

Along the way, he discussed with the system why so many transmigrators liked to be called Kamiya XX, and finally concluded that the main reason was the celebrity effect of Kamiya Hiroshi, just like Morofushi Kagemitsu always used the pseudonym Midorikawa Hikaru in fanfiction; a very small number of cases were because fanfiction authors thought the surname was cool...

Downstairs at a high-rise single apartment building in Kamiya Town.

He looked up at the apartment building, which appeared to be about forty or fifty stories high. According to the laws of science, tall buildings always explode. Could the organization have planted a bomb in this building, waiting to detonate it once he was silenced, making him and the so-called secrets disappear into history in the explosion?

His assessment was that it was quite extravagant.

He changed his clothes in the public restroom, stuffed his black jacket into his system space, and took out his usual white T-shirt. Now he looked every bit the sunny and cheerful college student. He took the elevator all the way to the 40th floor and knocked on the door of the apartment at the address provided by Kumagai Yu.

"Hello, is this Mr. Kumagai? Please open the door, there's mail for you." After calling out, Akihara patiently waited outside the door.

After a long pause, a muffled male voice came from inside the room. "Put it by the door."

"But we need you to sign a receipt here. Could you please open the door for me?"

There was a rustling sound coming from inside. Akihara could imagine the man inside walking to the door and peering through the peephole to observe the situation outside. Akihara immediately put on a troubled expression, pacing back and forth, occasionally glancing down at the piece of paper in his hand.

Finally, the door clicked open, but the chain lock was still on. A man's gloomy face peeked out from the crack in the door. He reached out, "Where's the receipt?"

Akihara immediately feigned surprise and quickly handed over the paper in his hand. In the instant that Kumagai Yu lowered his head, a silenced pistol suddenly appeared out of thin air in Akihara's hand. He fired a single shot that shattered the chain, and the flying shrapnel and chain fragments pierced Kumagai Yu's thigh. He screamed in pain and fell backward.

Akihara kicked the door open, fired another shot into Kumagai Isamu's leg as he tried to crawl inside, then calmly entered and closed the door behind him. The whole process took less than five seconds.

Ignoring Kumagai Yu's painful struggle on the ground, Akihara walked through the entryway into the living room, turned on the TV, selected the most popular variety show, and turned the volume up to the maximum to cover up Kumagai Yu's screams.

After finishing his work, he pulled up a stool next to Kumagai Yu, sat down, smiled, raised his gun, and pointed it at the man's forehead.

"Alright, you can start explaining where you put the things now."

"You, you broke your promise!" Xiong Guyong gritted his teeth, clutching his wound. "You can't kill me! If you kill me, tomorrow your organization's most shameful secrets will be sent to the email addresses of all the major newspapers!"

The email... it's probably the kind that's scheduled to send emails at a set time, and if the message isn't retracted by then, it will be sent. Akihara glanced at the desktop computer in the corner and understood.

With a flick of his wrist, the pistol vanished from his hand. Kumagai's eyes widened, wondering if it was a hallucination caused by blood loss. Akihara then waved his hand again, and a sharp scalpel appeared in his grasp.

"Mr. Kumagai, is that it? I heard you lost all your assets gambling on football, your wife ran away with the kids, and then you embezzled public funds to continue gambling." Akihara gave a mocking smile. "When they found out and threatened to call the police, you begged them for a few more days, and in the end, you thought of extorting our organization."

“Your courage is commendable. It’s just a pity that if you had chosen to obediently go to jail, you would have had a way out. Since you’ve chosen this path…” Looking at the man whose face was gradually stiffening, Qiu Yuan said in a gentle tone, “How much reward did you want? Two hundred million? How about this, I’ll cut you two hundred times. As long as you’re still conscious when it’s over, I’ll let you leave alive.”

The man's hands trembled violently as he struggled backward, his face contorted with terror. Akihara slowly moved closer, pressing the cold, sharp blade against the man's cheek. "Don't worry, I'll avoid vital organs." With a slight pressure, the scalpel left a bloody gash on Kumagai Isamu's face.

"No, no! I'll tell you, I'll give you the documents!" The man's defenses finally crumbled. "Put, put your knife away!"

"Oh no, don't move! What if you accidentally cut a major artery?"

"Please! Please! Don't..." The man's pupils dilated, his face turned pale, and he was covered in cold sweat, then—

He fell to the ground with a thud and was motionless.

"He fainted already?" Akihara Kazuhiro muttered. He stepped forward to check the man's breathing and felt his carotid artery to confirm that Kumagai Hikaru was just experiencing vasovagal syncope due to excessive fear before turning around and walking towards the desktop computer in the corner of the room.

system:……

Akihara Kazumitsu casually asked, "What's wrong with you? You'd usually start making sarcastic remarks by now."

The system guiltily moved back a little, then remembered that the other person couldn't see him. "No, it's nothing."

Akihara turned on his computer. Even without the hacking skills of Chloe and Dijkstra, the current level of cybersecurity was as fragile as a sheet of paper in his eyes. He quickly bypassed the computer password, accessed his email account, had the system copy a file, and then deleted it completely.

Strangely, the system didn't make any demands and just obediently did as instructed.

Akihara narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Have you caught a virus? Normally you'd be condemning my behavior with some kind of core values ​​by now, why are you so unusually quiet today?"

"Ahem, nothing like that." The system quickly changed the subject. "Shall we go? Didn't you think the organization had some backup plan?"

"What are you hiding from me?"

The system emitted a loud, electronic cough, making it seem as if QQ's special attention feature had been activated. "How could this be? Host, we're bound together by fate, how could I..."

"Let me see your current points."

"Cough cough cough cough!!" The system coughed violently. "Points, oh right, the points system is under maintenance."

Akihara remained expressionless.

System: ...Okay...

The system reluctantly opened the points panel and pushed it in front of Qiuyuan. His points had now reached almost three thousand, meaning he had gained nearly two thousand points today.

Aside from Gin and Vodka potentially leaving some impression, he didn't encounter any main characters today. Moreover, their attitude towards him was largely one of indifference. Akihara had estimated his score might be around 300, but his current score was clearly off.

Akihara calmly said to the system, "Tell me, what happened?"

The system seemed to have gone through a fierce internal struggle before finally speaking hesitantly: "I once said that our mission goal is to collect the emotions and impressions of the main characters, and later we added rules that even non-main characters can contribute a small amount of emotions and impressions, which can accumulate into a large amount."

"But as you've noticed, the points have changed abnormally. This is because of the intense emotions that Kumagai Yu unleashed when he was on the verge of death. Even with a small weighting, the large base number resulted in over a thousand points..." The system paused here, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Are you afraid that once I know this rule, I'll disregard human life and go on a killing spree?" Akihara Kazumitsu laughed, a laugh that sent chills down the system's spine.

Suddenly, the system felt something touch its head. Akihara Kazuhiro, in the consciousness space, rubbed the system's head and said with a smile, "Didn't I tell you? I'm a doctor, not a grim reaper."