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

Inside the quiet elevator, the four people, speechless, stared at the metal walls that could serve as mirrors, waiting to reach the third floor.

To prevent being ambushed and killed at the door, Haruya Kuromon instructed Kir to stand close to the elevator door, with the unconscious Binga sandwiched between them, while he and Conan were positioned in a corner to the side.

Yukiko Kudo obeyed and supported her husband, never realizing how long the elevator ride to the third floor had been.

Through the reflection of the wall, she subtly observed Kuromon Haruya, feeling little panic.

Although the reason is unknown, Yusaku once said that the organization would not easily take action against them.

As a household name in the entertainment industry, Yukiko Kudo is also adept at discerning human nature and social skills.

Don't look at what a person says, look at what they do.

So far in the confrontation, Butber has not shown any obvious inclination towards violence; when she occasionally does not cooperate, she only issues verbal warnings.

"However, his persona is almost completely different when he's on a mission compared to his daily life. It's a real shame that he used his acting talent for crime."

After exchanging glances with Conan, Kuromon Haruya turned around and met Kir's furtive gaze, instantly cooling the elevator's atmosphere once again.

Ding.

The elevator reached the third floor, but the anticipated ambush did not materialize. Kuromon Haruya snorted coldly, remaining unfazed.

"You go ahead and open the door, little devil, follow me."

"it is good--"

Seemingly having given up all resistance, Kiel simply let loose and opened the door without any precautions.

"Huh? Has something unexpected happened?"

Inside the room, Professor Agasa, disguised in an exoskeleton, looked at the exhausted group and assumed that there had been some change in the operation to scare Conan.

He operated the exoskeleton mechanism, intending to help take over from Yusaku Kudo.

But Conan saw it differently.

Amidst the strange noises of the mechanical bearings, a burly man, at least two meters tall, with red eyes, extended a strange weapon and approached step by step.

Conan's alarm bells are ringing: This guy is more dangerous than vodka!

But for Yoruichi Kuromon, vodka alone is enough.

He swung Binga away with one hand, sending him flying and slamming him straight into Kiel's body. Then he picked up his baton and slid forward!

The leather boots collided violently with the alloy arm, producing a loud bang.

so hard!

He and Professor Agasa both gasped inwardly.

The stinging pain in his foot bone almost numbed his senses. Seeing his side kick blocked, Kuromon Haruya took advantage of his opponent's unsteady balance and swung his baton to deliver a finishing blow to his ribs.

"and many more!"

For some reason, Kiel, who was under Binga, suddenly raised his voice and screamed in a childish manner.

Conan felt like he'd heard that voice somewhere before, but the situation was urgent and he didn't have time to think about it.

Meanwhile, Professor Agasa, who was in disguise, had no idea what was happening.

What happened to Yusaku?

Huh? They started fighting?

Ouch, my back is about to give out!

Dr. Agasa already felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded carrying this device of unknown weight.

Under the attack of Kuromon Haruya, he lost his balance and, in his haste, accidentally pressed seven or eight buttons that he had randomly configured.

An extreme danger alarm sounded, and Kuromon Haruya instinctively did a double backflip, retreating to the edge of the room.

After a faint whooshing sound, a dozen sharp anesthetic needles, connected to sharp playing cards, pierced the hotel floor like a rain of pear blossoms.

Flashlights, lasers, buzzer alarms, hang gliders, and other props were unleashed, turning the room into a scene of intense activity, much like a battlefield.

At some point, Binga had regained consciousness. He grabbed Conan and pulled a pistol from the clothes of the burly man lying on the ground.

"Hey, Black Gate, catch!"

Conan fought back with all his might, throwing the baton he had just picked up into the air.

Binga was clearly surprised that the child could do this, and his attention was momentarily diverted.

The time has come.

Relying on his superhuman mobility, Kuromon Haruya approached Gil, grabbed her hair, and shielded her in front of him.

With a flick of his right wrist, a cold light drew a silver line in the air, and a small knife hidden in his sleeve flew out, striking Binga precisely between the eyebrows of his mask.

Unfortunately, Kiel's touch wasn't right, so he couldn't penetrate.

"Yusaku!"

Kiel, who had been thrown to the ground, was now a completely different person.

Her long, brown, curly hair is sweeter than caramel, and her seventeen-year hiatus from acting has only made her innocent beauty more mellow.

Once she realized the other party had stopped attacking, Yukiko Kudo crawled to her feet and rushed to her husband's side in a panic.

A cold wind blew in through the broken window, and in Kuromon Haruya's hand, a tattered disguise mask swayed precariously.

"Eh?"

Conan looked at his father, mother, and Professor Agasa, who had removed their disguises, and his brain pumped.

"Hey, what's that? Shin-chan, come here right now!"

After confirming that Yusaku was safe and sound, Yukiko Kudo finally breathed a sigh of relief and called to her dazed, confused son.

"Butber, my husband and I need to have a formal talk with the organization!"

"Mom, you've misunderstood!"

Having finally figured out the connection, Conan felt like he had two heads to crack.

His parents were just joking around to scare him, but he took it seriously and even dragged his friends along to fight the underworld and save him. This...

After glancing at his father, who seemed unharmed, Conan hesitated for a moment before deciding to first check on Haruya Kuromon, who had been stunned since earlier:

"Hey, Brother Kuromon, are you alright?"

Scene safety confirmed, trigger keywords, self-suggestion dispelled.

Memories that were deliberately blocked gradually flow back, nourishing every nerve in the brain.

Since his visual system had not yet recovered, Haruya Kuromon moved his eyes according to the sound, trying to feign a normal tone of voice:

"We're fine."

The unusually enlarged pupils stood out prominently against the light-colored eyeballs; Conan had only ever seen this level of enlargement in the victims of murder.

Conan: This is clearly a big problem!

"I'm sorry, this time it was probably my parents trying to scare me, but I misunderstood..."

Seeing Kuromon Haruya's absent-minded smile, Conan's forehead gradually broke out in a cold sweat, and his voice grew softer and softer.

On the left are his parents, clutching their backs and covering their faces, looking unwell; on the right is his brother, Heimen, who appears to be in poor spirits. Torn between his parents and his brother, he is truly caught in a dilemma.

As the victim of this farce, Conan had no choice but to brace himself with his short legs and force a smile to mediate:

"Haha, well, you've both worked hard, sit down and take a rest."

...

He picked up the kettle and filled everyone's cups with warm water, then downed his own cup in one gulp, wearily summarizing the misunderstanding:

"So, you two both want to protect me. And the fact that my identity hasn't been discovered by the organization is fantastic news!"

Haruya Kuromon had put her glasses back on and was sitting on the edge of the bed, apologizing with her hands clasped together.

"I'm so sorry, I was too rash!"

"It's alright, it's alright. We made a mistake on our end too. In fact, we should thank you for saving Shinichi!"

Yukiko Kudo held his hand and apologized to Haruya Kuromon.

Yusaku Kudo rubbed his sore neck and teased Conan, "I never expected my kid to be so capable. Even after shrinking, he still knows how to ask for help."

"Dad!" Conan crossed his arms and turned around, expressing his displeasure with the back of his head.

Seriously, he's the victim who was kidnapped for no reason and had to sleep on the floor!