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

"Impossible, impossible." Kogoro Mouri leaned back, spreading his hands in denial. "It absolutely couldn't be those two."

Inspector Yokomizo raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Mr. Mori, do you say this because they have an absolute alibi?"

"Kogoro Mouri?!" "Is he that famous detective?!"

Now is the perfect time to watch the sunrise over the sea, and the open-air restaurant was already packed with tourists, not to mention the crowds who came with the police to watch.

Hearing that the famous detective who's been making waves lately is here, although no one actively tries to disturb them, they inevitably start talking about him in private.

Surrounded by the clamor of voices, Uncle Mori looked at the Kudo couple behind him, whose disguises were merely superficial, and felt a headache coming on.

We absolutely cannot let these two people reveal their identities, otherwise, once the case is over, this hard-won luxury free trip will probably be over too!

With the belief of protecting the holiday, Kogoro Mouri pulled Inspector Yokomizo aside and explained the reason in detail.

"Calvados." Taking advantage of the background noise, Kuromon Haruya turned his right hand behind his back and beckoned with his finger, "Come over here if you don't want to die, hurry up."

"what happened?"

Although he didn't understand why, considering that Butbel seemed to know more about the incident, Karl chose to do as he was told and took a few steps closer.

Calculating the approaching footsteps behind him, when Calvados was in an illusionary blind spot behind him, Kuromon Haruya's body suddenly trembled, and he twisted his wrist to forcefully spill an entire cup of coffee behind him.

*Slap!* Warm coffee slapped onto my face, leaving me no time to dodge!

At this critical moment, Calvados could only close his eyes to protect the sniper's most precious weapon, cursing inwardly:

No, is he crazy?! Are there hardly any normal people in this task force?!

The commotion immediately attracted attention, and Kogoro Mouri, as a witness to the conflict, was greatly shocked:

Wait a minute? If he wasn't mistaken, this guy named Karl was planning to lay a hand on the Black Gate! These two are both grown men!

To prevent the suspects from disrupting order, Officer Yokomizo jogged between the two men and scrutinized the one who had struck first:

"Mr. Kuromon, what's going on?"

Heimen Yaoye raised his head, staring at Karl with rare anger, and warned in a deep voice, "If you harass me again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Officer Yokomizo's pupils dilated in shock: Huh?

Not wanting to explain further, Haruya Kuromon silently mouthed the words to Calvados before returning to Conan's side with a cold expression.

"Hidden weapons," Calvados's pupils contracted, understanding Butbel's meaning: there was a mission nearby that could threaten the codenamed members, so they should proceed with caution and discretion.

"Tsk." He grabbed his coat, wiped his face haphazardly, and walked irritably toward the restaurant exit.

"Wait, you can't act rashly right now!"

"If you want to see it, then take off your clothes, change, and take a shower with me~"

Seeing the officers hesitate, looking at each other and unwilling to go forward to inspect the situation, Conan muttered to himself in exasperation:

"What a weirdo. No wonder even you, Brother Heimen, don't give him a friendly look."

Kuromon Haruya crouched down and rubbed Conan's arm. Seeing out of the corner of his eye that Kudo Yusaku's attention was on him, he pretended to be troubled and started making up a story:

"I met him while traveling in the United States. He was a frivolous playboy with no taste for either men or women. Anyone who was good-looking was likely to be harassed and pestered by him."

"That sounds like a tough one," Conan said, casting a pitying glance at him.

Haruya Kuromon nodded and continued to embellish the story: "You have to be firm with this kind of person. Not just me, Shinichi, you and Ran have to be careful too. I remember when I ran into him, he was reading a news report about you!"

Kudo Yusaku stood next to his wife, finding his son's bluff amusing, while also observing the members of the Izu tour group.

Currently, apart from Ms. Kamijou who is clearly unsettled, including Ms. Sayama Akiko whom he suspects, the others have not shown any particular reaction, and are even calm to the point of being indifferent.

"Everyone connected to the detective tour group, please follow me."

Because the case involved celebrities and had a special impact, Officer Yokomizo ultimately decided to gather all those involved in the incident for confidential one-on-one questioning.

The first group to be investigated were Mori and his party.

After most of them had entered the interrogation room, Calvados, who had changed into a flashy classic beach shirt, finally arrived late. He whistled and leaned against a police officer, now dressed lightly for the interrogation.

Noticing Kuromon Haruya's gaze, Calvados, in front of a group of police officers, raised his thumb and lightly traced it along his own throat, the provocation obvious.

I wonder where this guy hid his armory, that he dares to be so arrogant.

Kuromon Haruya coldly observed this behavior, which seemed to be a manifestation of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), and wondered if he could still smile so happily after seeing Kudo Yusaku.

"Mr. Kuromon, you're next."

Ran and Yukiko walked out of the interrogation room together. Inspector Yokomizo pushed open the door, glared at Calvados, and then invited Haruka Kuromon inside.

You won't believe it until you see it; the detective setup in the interrogation room is top-notch.

Inspector Yokomizo sat at the head of the sofa area, restoring the original pages of the record book that the detectives had just examined. Yusaku Kudo sat next to him, his glasses reflecting the light, seemingly lost in thought.

Conan and Kogoro Mouri acted as door gods, sitting on separate sofas on either side, each with their own thoughts.

This composition reminded Yoya Kuromon of a phrase: "Japanese policemen whose lives are manipulated by detectives."

It's a pity that Yusaku Kudo was here, so it wasn't convenient to take pictures directly. Otherwise, I could have shown this magnificent view to Bourbon and Sogrid and asked for their thoughts.

They must have said something, because Officer Yokomizo's attitude was very relaxed, and he spoke in a friendly tone:

"Mr. Kuromon, don't be nervous. Just tell me your itinerary and the time after last night at the restaurant. The clearer the better."

"no problem."

Heimen Yaoye felt quite curious as he was being scrutinized by the three detectives and one policeman.

Although I've given statements before, this is the first time I've ever been interrogated as a mortal. It's so exciting!

"After leaving the restaurant yesterday, because I suspected someone wanted to harm Conan, I took Conan back to our room to let him rest. After that, we went to the rooftop lounge..."

At this point, Kuromon Haruya suddenly looked at Conan guiltily, seeking his help.

Inspector Yokomizo was taking notes when the conversation suddenly stopped. He casually asked, "Did they go to do something?"

Kogoro Mouri frowned, realizing something was wrong: he remembered Ran saying that after dinner she went to see the sea view with her idol Maeda and even gave him some emotional counseling.

Conan was puzzled when he received a questioning look from Haruya Kuromon.

Last night, wasn't it I asked Kuromon to eavesdrop on Ran and Maeda's conversation? What's wrong with that...?

No, it seems I really can't say this!