Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

The press conference finally ended, and the busy reporters stood up to organize their press releases and camera equipment before leaving the scene. Meanwhile, Ida Wataru, standing in the audience, breathed a sigh of relief.

—Although they will soon be back to their intensive investigation.

He always felt a pang of guilt towards his lover, Natalie, but during every phone call with her, she would offer him gentle support and encouragement without ever uttering a word of complaint.

Thinking of this, Date's expression softened slightly. He remembered that Natalie was preparing for her teacher qualification exam, so he took this spare moment to send her a message.

Just then, he noticed a new message flashing on his phone; the sender was an unfamiliar number.

He searched his memory for the number while opening the message.

As Ida Wataru read the text message down, his eyebrows gradually rose, first in surprise, then unconsciously revealing a slight smile.

"Sigh, I'm really not used to this kind of scene. I'd rather be the one interrogating the criminals..." The section chief walked down from the stage and found that Date Wataru was staring at his phone screen and grinning like an idiot, which was very inconsistent with his usual demeanor. So he walked over to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"What, replying to your girlfriend's message?"

Date Kou straightened up with a start. "Reporting, Section Chief, it's not what you think. I'm sending a message to a friend I haven't contacted in a long time."

"I see." The section chief stopped joking and nodded in understanding.

……

Amuro Tooru, who received the message on the other end of the phone, gradually frowned.

Date Wataru excitedly told him that he was glad to receive his message and mentioned that if it wouldn't interfere with Furuya Rei's work, he would like to ask if he had time to meet up.

When asked about the questions raised in his text message, Ida Kou candidly admitted that his current work is very busy but fulfilling, and his only regret is that he rarely has time to go back and spend time with Natalie. He also said that he and Natalie are doing well, jokingly adding that he should focus more on his own romantic life.

Later in the story, Date Wataru mentions that he recently met with Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji and had a meal together. He says they are both doing well and tells Furuya Rei not to worry.

What made Amuro Tooru frown was mainly the part about the case that came later on.

Date Wataru briefly explained the case to him and the modus operandi that the police ultimately determined. However, just like what Kazami Yuya had asked, he was vague about the names of the people who assisted in solving the case.

“Sorry, I promised him I wouldn’t tell. But Matsuda gave that guy a nickname—'The Armchair Detective,' you can call him that.”

After rereading the text message, Amuro Tooru hovered his finger over the delete button for a moment before finally pressing it, leaving his inbox empty again.

He slowly exhaled, composed himself, and began to think about the information he had just received.

Although he and Vermouth are recognized as mystics, they do not feel sympathy for each other when they encounter other mysterious individuals; instead, they feel fear or disgust.

“Well, this ‘armchair detective’ is just too cautious…” Amuro Tooru didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

After much deliberation, he decided to send a message to Yuya Kazami, asking him to use the powers of the Zero Group to thoroughly investigate the true identity of this mysterious guy.

At this moment, he was standing outside a telegraph office that provided fax services, holding a fax sent by Yuya Kazami.

He casually flipped to the first page, and Su Dai's headshot immediately caught his eye.

No, that's not right. Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes.

Although the person in the photo looked almost identical to Su Dai, he felt there were subtle differences. He carefully compared the photo with his memory of the person; every detail matched, but…

He noticed it; it was in her expression.

The people in the ID photos look focused yet slightly reserved, cautiously looking directly at the camera while avoiding direct eye contact.

His lips were slightly pursed, and he tried hard to show a polite and proper smile, but the smile was reserved and a little stiff, which further exposed his inner tension.

In contrast, the Su Dai he met in real life...

Thinking about this, Amuro Tooru realized he couldn't see through the other person at all; calling him a Machiavellian wouldn't be entirely accurate. Sometimes he could clearly sense the other person deliberately provoking him, and other times he sensed the other person subtly revealing their cunning...

In short, no matter what, he and the shy, reserved guy in the photo are not exactly the same; they are completely unrelated.

Su Dai, is this just another layer of disguise on your part, or...?

He made many connections in an instant, but naturally he didn't consider the possibility of someone else using his identity. His ultimate suspicion was that the other party also possessed the same disguise skills as Vermouth, so the real Akihara Kazuhiro might have already died at Su Dai's hands.

He calmed himself down, stepped into the corner café, ordered a coffee, sat by the window, and continued flipping through the documents in his hands.

Similar to what Kazami Yuya said, the other person's background was almost unremarkable. Like all native Japanese, he went through elementary school, progressing through each grade, and finally entered Nanyang University for graduate studies. His grades were so-so, and he had a moderate number of friends…

The only unusual thing was that the other party's hometown was an orphanage affiliated with a church called "Divine Light".

It was only then that he noticed that the section for parents was blank in the file that Kazami Yuya had given him.

orphan……

Just as Amuro Tooru was about to continue his thoughts in this direction, his train of thought was interrupted by the waiter's voice.

He looked up, took the coffee from the waiter, and thanked him with a smile. Then, he took the cup of coffee, stared at the latte art on the surface, and gently stirred it with a spoon.

Kazumitsu Akihara himself is perhaps quiet and reserved. From childhood, he lived in an orphanage run by a church, and the simple and quiet buildings held all his memories of growing up.

His childhood background endowed him with a composure and serenity beyond his years, like the profound silence after the melodious tolling of church bells.

During his time at the orphanage, Akihara Kazumitsu did not display any extraordinary talent or outstanding achievements. His studies were mediocre, with nothing particularly remarkable and he never encountered any difficulties.

He passed through his high school years unhurriedly, just like the fixed time for daily prayer.

However, beneath this seemingly ordinary exterior lies an unwavering spirit. Through his relentless efforts and persistent pursuit of knowledge, he ultimately succeeded in gaining admission to the graduate school of a university that, while not a top-tier institution, had a good reputation. This result may not be remarkable, but for Akihara Kazumitsu, it is the best proof of his quiet dedication and perseverance.

But Su Dai ruined all of this.

His eyes darkened, and he stopped stirring, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

After setting down the cup, Amuro Tooru's expression remained unchanged. He turned his gaze back to the pages and silently memorized the church's address, preparing to investigate it soon.

……

Shizuoka Prefecture.

Just as Akihara and Hikaru were feeling inexplicably depressed, as if "their own cabbage had been taken," a series of ringing sounds suddenly rang in their ears, announcing the arrival of points.

Qiu Yuan's eyes lit up, his gloom vanished, and he urged the system to quickly retrieve the points record.

The system, while grumbling, "Are you really that close to Akemi Miyano?", helped the other person browse through the records.

Akihara squinted for a long while before finally speaking softly, "Bourbon... what is he imagining now?"

However, seeing that the other party had provided enough points to exchange for a six-star operator in just over ten minutes, he immediately felt relieved.

"In any case, I'm grateful to the police academy group for providing us with food and clothing. They are very generous in every sense of the word."