Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

"Residents from No. 1 Street to No. 3 Street in Kamiya Town have all been evacuated and relocated."

Traffic control will be implemented for general vehicles within one kilometer of the site.

In Kamiya Town, at a high-rise apartment building, helicopters hovered outside, and police cars were parked all around. The police officers, on high alert, looked serious and occasionally exchanged messages via walkie-talkie. Nearby, several cameramen filmed the scene and the reporter who was broadcasting the news.

"The bomb's timer hasn't stopped yet. To the person who planted the bomb, if you're watching this broadcast, if you have even a shred of conscience, please stop the countdown!" the reporter pleaded anxiously, seemingly with heartfelt sincerity, into the camera.

"That reporter is really something! It would be a miracle if this worked! If the criminals had any conscience, they wouldn't have planted the bomb." Off-screen, a girl with short hair and a headband spoke indignantly. "Lan, don't you think so?"

"Sonoko, stop hitting the TV!" The girl called Ran quickly stepped forward to stop the overly agitated Sonoko.

In front of the television sat a boy with a furrowed brow, none other than Shinichi Kudo, the protagonist of this story. "The reporter's actions were indeed inappropriate. If they had angered the perpetrator, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Now, we can only hope that the police are defusing the bomb and that the perpetrator will be caught as soon as possible."

……

Kamiya Town, apartment building, 38 floors.

"First, replace the photosensitive detonator with a phototube, then connect the mercury column to the white tubing..." a young policeman muttered to himself as he defused the bomb. Behind him, a group of policemen in riot gear, holding riot shields, nervously looked in his direction.

Suddenly, a phone rang, startling all the police officers. The young officer who was defusing a bomb put down his work and answered the phone with a somewhat helpless tone.

"Hey, Matsuda, what's up?"

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, the young policeman smirked. "Please, don't shout, okay? The timer has stopped. How's the situation on your end?"

He paused for a moment, then looked at the bomb he was defusing. "It seems unlikely that I can disarm this thing in three minutes."

"What protective suit? It's so hot wearing that, I don't want to wear it." The young policeman chuckled twice. Then everyone heard an angry voice come from the phone, which wasn't on speakerphone: "You bastard, do you want to die?!"

The young policeman, seemingly taken aback by the voice, squinted and moved the phone away slightly. Then he chuckled and put the phone back to his ear. "If I really die, you'd better avenge me, okay?"

"Haha, I was just kidding. How could I make such a mistake?"

The tense atmosphere gradually eased as the two bickered. A policeman on the periphery lowered his shield and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"What's all this commotion about? What are you all doing?" A curious voice came from behind him.

The police officer was startled and quickly turned around to look. There stood a dark-haired young man who looked even younger than the bomb disposal officer.

The young policeman put down his phone and asked incredulously, "Why are there still people who haven't evacuated?"

An anxious voice came from the phone that had been put down: "Hello, second-year graduate student, what's going on?"

No one could answer him. One of the policemen quickly went up to the black-haired youth and said, "Get downstairs and leave this place immediately, it's dangerous..."

A faint electronic sound came from somewhere, not loud, but like a thunderclap, it exploded in everyone's ears.

"What..." Kenji Hagiwara turned around abruptly, and the numbers on the timer, which had just stopped counting down, suddenly started jumping again.

"6, 5..."

"Everyone, run!" Kenji Hagiwara shouted. Hearing this, the police officers scrambled towards the door.

"3..."

Kenji Hagiwara, who was lagging behind, saw the black-haired youth who had just barged into the scene still standing there in a daze, so he quickly ran in the direction of the youth.

"2..."

Kenji Hagiwara grabbed the young man's arm and pulled him along as they continued running.

"1..."

He seemed to feel a wave of heat coming from behind him. He gritted his teeth and, without thinking, shielded the young man in front of him.

"0."

"Boom—" The loud explosion arrived late, making that second seem infinitely long.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the young man he was protecting sigh. "I really can't do anything with you guys." Then, flames swept towards them, and the shockwave from the bomb made his vision go black, and he passed out.

“Hagiwara…” Downstairs at the apartment building, Matsuda Jinpei stiffly held up his phone, staring blankly at the apartment building that was already billowing with black smoke.

"Hagiwara!!!"

……

Time goes back to a few minutes ago.

After finishing processing the data on his computer, Akihara Kazumitsu let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and stretched.

The TV he turned on emitted a booming laugh from the host, as if a guest had told a tasteless joke. Then, seemingly during a product promotion, the guests' insincere "kawaii" and "sugoi" echoed throughout the room.

Akihara Kazumitsu stared at it for a while, then, realizing it wasn't very interesting, went over and turned off the TV.

"Alright, you can add one more person to your freezer." Akihara said to the system, pointing to Kumagai Yu, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

As the system stored Xiong Guyu in its system space, it muttered somewhat aggrievedly, "I feel like some kind of pervert with some kind of weird fetish..."

Just as Akihara was about to say a few words of comfort to the system, he suddenly heard the rumbling of a helicopter outside the window.

Huh? Akihara was puzzled. He walked to the window and looked down; the area below was completely blocked by police cars.

"Surely not? Why go to such lengths to arrest me?"

The system looked worried. "I just told you to hurry up and leave."

Akihara didn't rush to leave. First, he picked up the spent cartridge cases, then wiped the areas he had touched with a rag. Finally, he filled a basin with water and rinsed off the bloodstains on the ground. Satisfied, he said to the system, "He should thank me."

Of course, he soon realized that all his efforts had been in vain.

Then he went to take the elevator, only to find it stopped on the 38th floor. No matter how many times he pressed the buttons, nothing happened. He vented his frustration by complaining about the apartment building management's lack of professionalism. Reluctantly, he couldn't just stay there waiting for the elevator to be restored, so he had to take the stairs to the 38th floor to see what was going on.

As soon as he reached the 38th floor, he saw a group of police officers gathered in the corridor. Curious, he walked over and tapped the last officer on the shoulder. "What's all this commotion about? What are you doing?"

The policeman trembled with fear, turned around, and looked at him with a horrified expression.

He wasn't the only one staring at him like that; everyone turned to look at him, their faces bearing the same expression of horror and disbelief.

"Why are there still people who haven't evacuated?" The policeman who was squatting at the front stood up and shouted.

This kid looks familiar. (Akihara's flashback.) Someone who looks like that in Detective Conan can't be just a background character. Who is he?

"Hey, second-year graduate student, what's going on?"

Oh, so it's called a second-year graduate student. This name...

"It's Kenji Hagiwara, host! (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻Alright, alright, stop thinking about it and run! Kamiya Town, apartment building, bombing case—it's the case where Kenji Hagiwara died!"

After being reminded by the system, Akihara Kazumitsu finally remembered. Hagiwara Kenji, one of the five members of the police academy team, was a member of the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Unit of the Metropolitan Police Department's Security Division. He died in the line of duty during a bomb disposal operation before the main storyline began.

His conversation with the system lasted only a moment in the real world. A policeman quickly stepped forward and pulled him away, "Get downstairs and leave this place immediately, it's dangerous..."

The rest is history. The bomb countdown restarted, and the police ran towards the door. Kenji Hagiwara, who wasn't wearing protective gear, lagged behind. To Akihara's surprise, the young policeman's first reaction was to protect him—he was quite moved, even though physical protection was almost nonexistent. The best outcome would be for Hagiwara to be blown to pieces, while he himself would have a complete corpse.

Sigh, I just can't do anything with you guys.

"System, exchange operator abilities: 12F and Friston-3. Give me 12F's ability, and apply Friston's ability to Kenji Hagiwara."

12F, a two-star operator, can deal area-of-effect magic damage. However, the key here is not his attack power, but his talent "Evasion Rate Increase", which grants him 50% physical evasion.

Friston-3, a one-star operator, commonly known as the "Heavy Vehicle," is the sealed soul of a scientist from a previous civilization. His vehicle is a technological marvel of both the previous civilization and Terra, making him exceptionally sturdy. He also possesses the talent "Sustainability 1," which, upon deployment, reduces damage taken by 50 points for all nearby operators for eight seconds.

"Boom—" The bomb finally exploded behind them. Akihara Kazuhiro felt the person behind him shielding him tightly. Then, blazing flames and shockwaves swept over them. Akihara became a human cushion, his face hitting the wall. The wall then cracked, and the two of them flew forward together.

Qiu Yuan pushed away the person lying on top of him, stood up, and rubbed his face with lingering fear.

"Thank goodness, the impact was avoided. Otherwise, I would have been disfigured at best, or even suffered a comminuted fracture of my cervical spine at worst."

He was lucky; he escaped the shockwave and impact of the bomb, and even his clothes were unharmed.

The one lying on the ground now is not so lucky; his back is charred black, and his fate is unknown.

Akihara Kazumitsu wasn't too worried. He dealt with W and the Funeral Home crew on his island every day and had a fairly clear understanding of the power of bombs. He stepped forward, felt Hagiwara Kenji's carotid artery, and checked his breathing. He wasn't in any serious condition; he probably hadn't even broken a rib.

TerraTech, kid.

System: You've already used this joke once. If you use it repeatedly, the audience won't find it interesting!

He glanced around at the police officers lying in the blast. They were already quite far from the source of the explosion, and in the original story, they didn't seem to have many casualties even without any buffs. Now, with Freston's buff, they all appeared to be out of danger.

Akihara Kazumitsu patted his chest in relief and prepared to search for the staircase leading downstairs in the ruins.

"Host, I have a question." The system decided that from now on, it would ask questions if it didn't understand; playing riddles with smart people was really too much of a drain on its CPU lifespan. "How could you be so sure you could dodge successfully? Wouldn't it have been safer to apply Freston's ability to yourself?"

That's true, but Kenji Hagiwara will likely die a heroic death, just like in the original story, which might kill off one of my future sources of points. And...

"I praise Mr. Kumagai Yu's generosity. With his points, I can redeem Susuro's ability again. As long as he's not completely dead, he can be brought back from the underworld."

Akihara Kazumitsu finally found the safety passage to the downstairs, but unfortunately, the falling ceiling blocked his way. He took a few steps back and, taking advantage of the fact that the 12F ability's duration had not yet ended, used his diffusion spell ability to reach out and blast through the ceiling.

— This led the rescue workers rushing upstairs to believe that another small-scale explosion had occurred.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked along pondering the relationship between the bomber and the organization in this case. How did the organization know they had planted a bomb here? And how did they determine the exact moment when it would blow up and kill him?

It's highly likely the organization has people stalking him nearby, and even if he manages to escape alive, they'll finish him off with a shot, just like Ai Haibara was treated in the movie "Countdown to Heaven." Thinking of this, Akihara couldn't help but feel a little happier.

Look, Masahiko Yazuri, you've got the same treatment as the codenamed members. This prosperous era is just as you wished!

System: Multiple slots, no openings.

……

Lying lifeless before Gin was a Russian man, a spy planted in the organization by the Ursus Federal Security Service, whom they had captured after two weeks of non-stop work and nearly two days of sleepless nights. Sadly, this veteran, who had survived the Soviet era, knew escape was hopeless and shot himself before they arrived.

Gin felt no joy at his victory; he lit a cigarette in frustration. His killer instincts told him he'd overlooked some crucial detail, that something bad was about to happen.

If Akihara were here, he'd definitely say: "What killer's sixth sense? You're just suffering from sleep deprivation and insufficient blood supply to your brain, causing your irritability and palpitations. If you just stay up a few more days, Detective Conan will be over before it even begins!"

At that moment, Gin's phone vibrated twice. He held a cigarette in one hand and reached for his phone with his other free hand.

It was information from an informant. Gin remembered that this was the informant he had arranged to monitor the apartment building in Kamiya Town.

"The bomb detonated normally, and apart from the bomb disposal police who came out sideways, no one came out alive."

Gin finally managed a slight smile, but the word "smile" on his face was nothing more than a cold laugh. He put his phone back in his pocket, preparing to tell Vodka and the newly arrived Scotch whisky to leave.

Just then, Gin's phone vibrated again, and his bad premonition grew stronger. He frowned, threw down the cigarette he had barely lit, stubbed it out with his foot, and took out his phone again.

"Brother Gin, I successfully completed the mission! Don't worry, I've dealt with the people and intelligence all properly. It was just that the building suddenly exploded after I left; it was pretty scary. By the way, when would you like to give me a codename? ^-^"

——Masahiko Yaoi"

Gin's right eyelid twitched violently.