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

When Haruya Kuromon encounters Conan again, the four members of the Detective Boys are being kicked out of a women's clothing store by its owner.

Click, the familiar sound of camera shutters rang out again.

"Long time no see, Conan!" ^_^

Kuromon Haruya helped the children up one by one, each covered in dirt, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the grime off their faces.

It's been so long! Didn't you bring over some stewed beef yesterday?

Conan recalled Ran's string of thanks yesterday and couldn't help but feel jealous. "We meet again, Kuromon-kun."

"Conan, do you know this older brother?"

Ayumi tugged at Conan's coat, her cheeks flushed as she looked at Haruya Kuromon.

"Let's go, we still need to find the treasure, don't we?" Seeing Ayumi's shy expression, Mitsuhiko immediately went on high alert.

"Hello, I'm Haruya Kuromon, who lives next door to the Mouri Detective Agency. You can just call me Kuromon-nii."

Kuromon Haruya narrowed his eyes and gave them a gentle smile that he had practiced diligently for twenty years.

Brownish-gray hair fluttered in the breeze as a handsome young man knelt on one knee before her, pulling out a gold coin that exuded a sweet scent from his pocket and extending the most sincere invitation.

This became the first impression that the Junior Detective League members, apart from Conan, had of Haruya Kuromon, and they suffered as a result for a long time.

Conan, as an eyewitness, witnessed the entire process of him using chocolate coins to win over his companions, revealing the film's classic beady-eyed speechless expression.

"What's wrong, Conan? Don't you like sweets?"

Seeing the expression on his face for the first time, Kuromon Haruya forcibly suppressed the urge to take a picture.

"I wanted to save it for dinner."

Conan pulled Haruya Kuromon down close and whispered in his ear, "Seriously, I'm not a real child, Kuromon-kun, stop teasing me."

Thinking about immersing herself in the Boy Scout adventure storyline in the future, Kuromon Haruya blinked and completely ignored his sophistry.

“You’re ten years older than them, but I’m nine years older than you. In my eyes, you’re still just a kid, Kudo.”

"I already said I'm not, what, nine years old! You're already twenty-six!!"

Conan stared at the youthful and gentle face in front of him, and he couldn't tell that Kuromon Haruya was already approaching thirty; she looked more like a college student.

"I'll take that as a compliment on my youth." Kuromon Haruya happily accepted Conan's question, but didn't forget to steer the conversation back to the plot.

"By the way, I just saw you guys running around like crazy, did something interesting happen?"

Ayumi holds up the piece of paper with various symbols written on it that Conan is holding: "We're following the treasure map to find the treasure!"

Kuromon Haruya bent down to observe for a moment, then nodded knowingly: "I see, you're looking for a treasure of gold."

Gold? An idea flashed through my mind.

"Brother Heimen, how did you know this was a treasure trove containing gold?"

"Look, doesn't it say 'ORO' on this?"

Kuromon Haruya pointed to a symbol resembling the character "sun" and began to explain.

“I’ve lived in Italy, and this means gold in Italian. I don’t know about the other symbols.”

This is where the advantage of translation software becomes apparent; you can find the relevant meaning with just a search.

"I see, thanks, Brother Heimen. We need to hurry to the next address!"

After hearing that the treasure contained real gold coins, the gold coin chocolates lost their appeal to them.

Urged on by the three little ones, Conan's GPS navigator was activated again!

As Kuromon Haruya watched them walk away, he looked like an old man checking banknotes, walking along the alley towards Mingjiu Guilou while holding up a chocolate to the light.

"Speaking of which, the craftsmanship of this gold coin chocolate is so realistic it's almost indistinguishable from the real thing!"

The golden aluminum foil casing gleamed in the sunlight, making it particularly eye-catching.

"Hey, you in front, stop right there!" "If you try to run away, I'll kill you!"

"Ok?"

Heimen Yaoye stopped as instructed and calmly turned around to see—as expected, it was the three black-clad Italian bandits who exuded a suspicious aura and seemed not to be very bright.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

One of them pulled out a silenced pistol from his pocket and approached menacingly.

"It's almost exactly the same as the consumables that were recruited into the organization," Kuromon Haruya added to himself.

"Shut up! We saw you give the gold coins to those brats, hand them over now!"

"Gold, gold coins?"

Kuromon Haruya looked like a bewildered college student who, after a moment of realization, pulled out the snacks from his pocket.

"Are you talking about these chocolates? Take them all if you want! Waaah—please don't hurt me!"

The thug with a mustache snatched the gold coins from his hand, and after unbuttoning his coat, he saw that it was indeed chocolate!

"Damn it, we've been tricked! Let's keep chasing those brats!"

"What do we do with this guy?" another passerby asked.

"Just take care of it!"

Kuromon Haruya felt the coldness of a gun barrel against his forehead for the first time in a long time, and a sense of nostalgia welled up in his heart. Even his voice unconsciously softened a little.

"Is it really impossible for you to let me go, no matter what?"

In the first second, Kuromon Haruya used an over-the-shoulder throw to block thug A in front of thug B's gun muzzle;

In the second, before he could react, the assailant B was kicked and sent flying to the side of the telephone pole, nearly losing consciousness.

In the third second, the panicked thug with the mustache raised his gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger!

"The Sicilian loser has fled to someone else's territory, doesn't he even know the rules of the Mafia?"

Kuromon Haruya hooked his index finger onto the trigger, ignoring the man with the mustache's resistance. Only after the man realized the difference in strength and knelt down did he step on his back to pull his two other accomplices in front of him.

"Forget it, if you had any brains at all, you wouldn't have gone so far as to rob the Godfather."

“Listen, I still have some use for you. If you behave well, you might at least live to see the day the Godfather judges you…”

After spending some time explaining things to the three cannon fodder members and sending a message to the Godfather's private email address, Heimen Yaoye leisurely strolled downstairs to the Mingjiu Guilou, where the gold coins were hidden.

"It's been a while since I exercised, but thankfully my skills haven't gotten rusty!"

After Kuromon Haruya ordered five hats and a pair of sunglasses for Gin from a haute couture shop, bought seven pairs of colored contact lenses for Rum from a cosmetics store, and allocated 300 million yen to Vermouth, the belated Junior Detective League finally solved the mystery!

"In other words, the final fish-shaped symbol is composed of the bridge and its reflection."

Conan picked up the piece of paper and compared it, then retreated step by step to the location where the gold coins were hidden.

The gold coin that fell from the sky hit Conan's head with a crisp sound.

As the original plot unfolded, the three cannon fodder duo, like a mantis stalking a cicada, trapped the Junior Detective League and began to explain their origins and purposes.

The man with the mustache said, "These gold coins were stolen from Italy a year ago, but Rum, that guy Dino Cabane, is planning to double-cross us and take all the coins for himself."

“We finally found him, but he wouldn’t budge no matter what we did, so we had no choice but to hand him over to the police.”

Thug A pointed his gun at Ayumi: "Vermouth, since these brats have solved the puzzle as you said, let's get rid of them quickly!"

Thug B looked at Thug A and let out a contemptuous sneer: "Gin, did you see any gold coins here?"

Assailant A then turned his gun on Assailant B: "Pisco, are you questioning me?!"

In a dark corner of the building, a pre-set camera objectively and truthfully recorded the infighting among the three "drinkhouse members".

Yoya Kuromon lay sprawled on the coffee shop table, clutching his stomach and laughing so hard he could barely breathe. Looking at the screen, he was extremely glad he hadn't chosen to film it himself.

God knows how he managed to hold back his laughter when he was reciting his lines to these people, hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Taking advantage of the quarrel between the three bar employees, the Junior Detective League attached the ropes binding them to the noose controlling the rise and fall of the gold coins, ran as fast as they could, and used the falling gold coins to knock them unconscious.

As for why the promised 15,000 maple leaf gold coins actually only amounted to 4869…

Kuromon Haruya rubbed his wrist, which was a little sore from counting gold coins, and looked at the figure wrapped in black walking down the street.