I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

"A clone?" Bourbon got out of the car and looked at his features and physique with great interest, his eyes scrutinizing him like a piece of meat on a chopping board.

Oh no, boss! Bourbon is going to be furious with me!

Kagemitsu Kurokawa knew this was absurd, but he couldn't very well tell Rei Furuya the even more fantastical truth!

He still remembered the calm, indifferent look in the boss's eyes when he protested against Kuromon Haruya:

"I think compared to things like a soccer ball blowing up a satellite, a baby carrier stopping a Ferris wheel, or a skateboard catching up with a high-speed train, this kind of cloning technology based on biotechnology is quite convincing. If you were beaten to death in public one day, you could still use this as an excuse to continue working overtime."

Having experienced the miracle of being brought back from the dead, Kurokawa Kagemitsu found it difficult to determine the likelihood of the first three cases occurring.

“Bourbon, don’t forget the organization’s creed.” Kurokawa Kagemitsu put his mask back on, trying to salvage his authority as the head of headquarters.

Isn't the organization's creed to demand complete obedience to that man?

Rei Furuya's first reaction was that it was a threat, but he quickly realized the correct answer: "...We are both God and the devil. Because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."

If, as Sogrid claims, the organization has mastered cloning technology sufficient to replace the original owner, then perhaps even the highest levels of the Japanese government are at risk of being infiltrated by the organization's henchmen!

Taking advantage of Furuya Rei's moment of hesitation, Kurokawa Kagemitsu casually got into the driver's seat of the Mazda.

"Let's go. Akemi Miyano has already arrived at the transaction point with 1 billion yen in cash. If we act quickly, we can still see her one last time."

Bourbon frowned, confirming that he had not seen Akemi Miyano during the surveillance: "Gin did not notify me of the change of coordinates."

According to the plan, Akemi Miyano would go to the transaction location on her own after drugging the last accomplice.

"The newlyweds changed their plans at the last minute and decided to personally escort her there."

Bourbon, recalling the three beer bottles' history of casual conversation over the communication channel in recent days, temporarily believed Sogrid's story and remained inactive.

And for some reason, Kazami hasn't sent him any messages since the beginning.

...

Twenty minutes ago.

Using a locator pre-installed on a van, Asagi Narumi managed to evade the search and followed Miyano Akemi all the way to her hotel room.

The surveillance cameras on this floor had been sabotaged by Akemi Miyano beforehand, saving Asano Minami the trouble of going through the procedures to avoid being noticed.

"what!"

A woman's startled cry came from inside the door behind her, and Asahi Narumi knocked on the door at just the right moment.

Miyano Akemi looked at her companion lying on the ground, spitting blood, and her hands went limp.

She clearly requested a powerful anesthetic from Gin!

The perfectly timed visit confirmed her suspicions. The sudden arrival of the organization's cleanup crew swept the room with cold eyes, completely disregarding the still-warm corpse.

"Why did he get poisoned? Wouldn't anesthesia have been enough?" Miyano Akemi grabbed Asagi Minami's coat and questioned her.

Asahi recalled Kuromon Haruya's analysis of Miyano Akemi when they were at Hirota Kenzo's residence: "She would naively hope to save everything and achieve a happy ending for everyone. Just tell her that staying would affect more ordinary people and that failing the mission would not save her sister, and she will naturally cooperate obediently."

Seeing Miyano Akemi's angry expression, Asano Minami's trust in this analysis increased significantly.

Asagi made a somewhat troubled expression: "If an external force interferes with the plan and we are caught up with, we will have no choice but to terminate your test and fight it out on the spot."

The opportunity to take Shiho away to a great distance is one that, if missed once, may never come again!

Akemi Miyano clenched her fist and nodded, accepting Asano Minami's assistance. "What do I need to do next?"

Asagi didn't respond to her, but instead opened the door to room 804 next door.

"Give me a hand and move the box containing the cash into this room. Be careful not to leave drag marks on the carpet."

The aluminum alloy box containing a huge amount of yen was quite heavy. If it wasn't completely lifted and transported, it would inevitably leave drag marks on the carpet. Deep tire tracks were left on the door of Miyano Akemi's gang's room.

Akemi Miyano's heart sank as she looked at the obvious signs of life in room 804.

Their choice of this hotel was purely spur-of-the-moment; to avoid attracting attention during their trip, she had observed the habits of the residents on this floor.

The guests in room 804 checked in after them, leaving early and returning late. If this was a place where the organization was monitoring her, wouldn't that mean that her every move was being watched by those people?

Asagi looked at Miyano Akemi, who was pouting in front of the makeup mirror and seemingly lost in thought with her eyes closed, and took out a set of golden wigs.

Under the cover of her dark brown hair, Akemi Miyano's mixed-race features are easily overlooked, but with a little modification and a change of hair color, a graceful and elegant foreign beauty is born!

"Come on, get used to your disguise."

When I opened my eyes, the image in the mirror overlapped with the image of my mother in my memories.

Akemi Miyano tentatively raised her hand and touched the corner of her lips and the tip of her nose in the mirror. She had never known that she had unknowingly grown to look so much like her mother.

Asagi grabbed her hands, which were still trying to ruin her makeup, and warned, "Be careful not to wipe off your disguise. Let's go."

He had already divided the banknotes in the aluminum alloy box into two small suitcases and a large hiking backpack. Asagi, carrying a large bag full of Fukuzawa Yukichi, urged Miyano Akemi to move.

He had roughly estimated the cash in the bag; it was less than one billion yen, probably only three hundred million. The rest of the banknotes were probably hidden by Akemi Miyano as bargaining chips.

Akemi Miyano quietly blinked away the tears welling up in her eyes, got into the car that Asahi had parked at the back door, and arrived at the dock where the transaction was to be conducted.

"Gin, I've brought the 1 billion yen as promised!"

Akemi Miyano nervously gripped the shoulder strap of Asagi Narumi's backpack and looked around the warehouse at the dock.

"Thank you for your hard work, Masami Hirota, no, Akemi Miyano."

Gin watched with a cold laugh as Miyano Akemi swiftly drew her gun and pressed it against Asami's forehead. "You've become quite alert, haven't you?"

"Were the deaths of the other three people your doing?" she asked through gritted teeth, her eyes darting around searching for her sister. "And where is my sister? Where is Shiho? We agreed that once this was over, we sisters would be allowed to leave the organization!"

“That’s right, after receiving this billion yuan, you sisters will have paid off your debt to the organization for raising you. But—”

Her silver-white hair moved without wind, and a dense killing intent pierced through the disguise, stabbing towards another pair of detestable figures.

"The debt your parents, the Miyano couple, owe to the organization and that man is not so easily negotiated. Let him go and give up resistance; this is your last chance."

"What do you mean by that, Gin?! What exactly happened back then?"

Seeing that Gin was planning to kill two birds with one stone, Kuromon Haruya quickly appeared from the corner: "Don't be nervous, let's talk this out~"

That's! That gentleman's voice! How could he possibly be here?

Bang.

Fresh blood wafts through the air with its rusty scent, the most vibrant roses bloom on the magpie's chest, and unspoken love settles in its cloudy pupils.