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

The atmosphere at the police liaison point on the other side was not so relaxed.

Rei Furuya stared at the report given by Kazami, remaining silent.

Kazami Yuya, equally aware of the seriousness of the incident, said with a grave expression, "Mr. Furuya, this is what happened. The Public Security Guard that raided Hirota Kenzo's residence received no orders from us whatsoever!"

Amuro Tooru put down the document, a thought forming in his mind: "This means that someone else has passed on internal information about the organization's operations to the Public Security Bureau."

Sodrill whiskey.

Upon hearing Kazami Yuya's explanation, Furuya Rei immediately recalled his conversation with Sogrid that afternoon before the operation.

Like many departments, the Japanese Public Security Bureau is nominally a unified entity, but it is internally divided into various factions due to differing power dynamics.

Although he and Morofushi Kagemitsu were both undercover agents sent by the Public Security Bureau to the organization, they belonged to different factions and had different superiors.

Thanks to this, when Morofushi Kagemitsu's identity was exposed by an undercover police officer, his information was not leaked.

Back then, to avoid revealing his true identity, Kagemitsu destroyed his cell phone when he shot himself. Logically speaking, even if that person had Kagemitsu's face, it would be impossible for them to know the contact's contact information.

If the details of this operation were leaked by him, there can only be one answer—after four years, the undercover agent in the public security department has once again taken action to connect with the organization.

Rei Furuya sneered through gritted teeth, "The rats on the police side have finally shown their faces."

Looking at his murderous superior, Kazami Yuya felt a surge of emotion: This indomitable spirit is truly worthy of Mr. Furuya!

Kazami Yuya humbly asked his superior, "By the way, what does 'rat' refer to?"

"Ah... I mean, an undercover agent from the police."

After spending a lot of time with that group of people, he even picked up this strange way of speaking.

Rei Furuya suppressed his murderous intent and patted Yuya Kazami on the shoulder with praise: "Thanks to your timely response, Kazami and the higher-ups, otherwise I might have been exposed! Please tell the higher-ups that if a missing undercover agent reappears, it is very likely the organization's doing."

Kazami Yuya: "So, what's the best way to handle this?"

Amuro Tooru pressed Enter and sent the plan to Kazami's email: "Of course, it's a long-term strategy to catch a big fish."

When the dinner at the izakaya ended, it was almost midnight. Kuromon Haruya and Asano Nami helped the completely drunk Hanzawa Masato to say goodbye downstairs at the apartment building.

"For a member with a codename to be so easily defeated by just one drink, this won't do..."

Yoya Kuromon took out his phone and took a picture of the indistinguishable black object with its limbs and features, intending to give it as one of his birthday gifts next month.

To prevent him from missing important events due to the influence of the Conan timeline, Kuromon Haruya recorded a lot of information in code on the electronic calendar.

Back in his room, Kurokawa Haruya changed out of his field coat, which reeked of alcohol, and leaned against the bathtub filled with water, pressing a silenced pistol against his chin.

This is one of the life hacks he developed using the elixir of immortality.

Utilizing its rapid regeneration properties, it intentionally induces death to reset its physical state. With just one bullet, problems like motion sickness, seasickness, and alcohol poisoning can be easily resolved!

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A gunshot rang out, and crimson blood instantly filled the bathtub. Then, the state reversed, and blood flowed backward.

The pain of a ruptured heart and the itching sensation of regenerating biological tissue awakened Akemi Miyano.

"You're finally awake. How are you feeling?"

Having recovered, Kuromon Haruya sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze loving.

Akemi Miyano stared at the gentle young man before her, still reeling. In her last memory, she was clearly standing in the warehouse confronting Gin when she was shot.

But now… Miyano Akemi looked at the area she was covering her chest, which was completely unharmed, and her clothes had been changed.

"Where am I? Who are you?"

“This is your room.” Hearing her question, Kuromon Haruya sighed helplessly. “Last time you forgot what I looked like, and this time, after being stimulated, you’ve even forgotten my voice? What a forgetful lady.”

"So... Akemi, do you still remember your mother's voice?" A melodious and clear voice came from his mouth. It was the voice of Miyano Elena, the voice of her mother that she would never mistake.

Akemi Miyano slapped open the black door and shouted angrily at Haruya's outstretched hand, "What tricks are you playing now, Vermouth!"

Seeing that the guessing game was about to end, Kuromon Haruya rubbed his hands, feeling slightly disappointed: "Honestly, he used to love coming to my office to play when he was a kid, but he's completely changed now that he's grown up."

The pressure applied to her neck compressed her trachea, making it difficult for her to breathe, and the desire to get oxygen became a luxury.

“Uh!” Miyano Akemi tried to resist, but to no avail.

"Then let me help you remember, little magpie." Kuromon Haruya grabbed Miyano Akemi with one hand and led her to the restraint chair in the center of the room.

As Akemi Miyano was coughing violently while clutching her neck, a glass of lemonade appeared before her.

Yoruichi Kuromon gave an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, my behavior just now was very ungentlemanly."

"But as I said, every member of the organization is an important family member. Betraying family and going against the boss's wishes. Just like Gin said, I've been too lenient with you."

It would be really unreasonable to not be able to identify the person in front of you.

“Boss…” Miyano Akemi stood frozen in place, not daring to move. “These are all my personal opinions, and have nothing to do with Shiho! If you want to punish her, please let her go!”

As Haruya Kuromon pressed the button, Shiho Miyano's pain at losing her loved ones was reenacted on screen.

Miyano Akemi stared wide-eyed at her sister's frantic expression and at herself lying in the stroller, her fingernails digging deep into the flesh of her palms, repeatedly breaking and healing.

"Why do this?!"

The hands that touched the top of her head were exactly the same as they had been years ago, unchanged.

Yes, she remembered. This devilish man had never changed a bit since that accident more than a decade ago!

Kuromon Haruya coldly glared at the hatred on Miyano Akemi's face: "It's not just me, we've given the Miyano family too much trust."

"Elena, Atsushi, you sisters—is the so-called Red Team, Light, and Justice really that appealing?"

Since he was a time traveler, how could he force or coerce the Miyano couple like in the original story, causing them to resist? But what did their sincere efforts and cooperation bring them in return?

In order to prevent other high-ranking officials from harming the two sisters, they arranged for trusted confidants to protect them while they went abroad for study. What did they gain in return?

When Akemi Miyano saw the video, she knew she had no room for further pleading.

She raised her trembling hand, which should have been covered in blood: "You are not human at all, you are a living demon!"

“…Sigh.” Kuromon Haruya looked at the woman shouting in front of her, feeling utterly bored. “Would you be willing to give me some other explanation? Whether it’s about the FBI or the Miyano family’s thoughts.”

"I'm ready." Miyano Akemi closed her eyes and said nothing more.

"boring."

Akemi Miyano's resolute appearance is strikingly similar to Elena Miyano on her deathbed, leaving one feeling utterly disheartened.

Haruya Kuromon picked up a coat and mask from the clothes rack by the door, put on the disguise, and said her final goodbye to Akemi Miyano.

"Angels that have fallen to hell are also devils who come to claim lives."

"I hope you can maintain this unwavering will when your gun is pointed at Sherry, new rye whiskey."

Outside the isolation room, Kurokawa Kagemitsu, who had been waiting for a long time, approached and asked, "Boss, what should we do next?"

It was rare for Kuromon Haruya to show signs of fatigue. He rubbed his temples and said, "I want to rest for a while and prepare the initial hypnosis program for her first, so she can also get used to her new body."

Kurokawa Kagemitsu's downturned lips betrayed his worry: "Then should we place her at Base Three in Tokyo?"

"Do not."

Yoya Kuromon took out a cigarette and gave a cold smile. "Throw her into the Tottori detention center so she can meet with her niece and nephew, Sera Mary, and hear what they think of Shuichi Akai."