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

Hearing him stammer and unable to answer, Officer Yokomizo, who hadn't suspected anything before, became serious and began to probe with questions:

"Logically speaking, Mr. Kuromon should have stayed in the room to protect Conan, right? Unless, you had something more urgent to do at the time..."

After exchanging an apologetic glance with Conan, Haruya Kuromon sighed and "reluctantly" revealed the truth:

"Because Shinichi asked me to protect Ran..."

"It's me! It's me!"

Conan jumped up in a panic, trying to attract everyone's attention: "I asked Kuromon to secretly follow Ran-neechan!"

"Huh?" Kogoro Mouri looked Conan up and down with a questioning expression. "Don't even think about taking the side of your cousin, you brat."

"It really is me!"

To avoid being exposed, Conan gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and started throwing a tantrum in a low voice.

"Because that guy already has a jealous girlfriend, he still wants to chat with Sister Xiaolan! I don't like him. With him around, Sister Xiaolan forgets to play video games with me! Ugh, ugh!"

Anyway, Conan and Shinichi Kudo are not the same person. As long as no one knows, this is just childish whims!

"... "

Kudo Yusaku looked at Kuromon Haruya, surprised and puzzled: Does Shinichi often do this after he shrinks?

Kuromon Haruya nodded solemnly: Occasionally.

The childlike voice paired with the soft cheeks would definitely be a blow to any older female relatives present. But unfortunately, the rest of the people in the room were all adult men, and three of them had experience taking care of children.

For a moment, the interrogation room was filled with silent and awkward stares. Everyone looked up and down, but no one looked at Conan.

"Ahem." As the eldest, Kuromon Haruya cleared his throat to help continue the conversation, "During this time, I stayed behind Ran and the others, and only left my seat on the way to the restroom."

After Xiaolan and the others finished talking, I was so sleepy I could barely keep my eyes open, so I followed them all the way back to my room.

As Officer Yokomizo nodded, he added information to the timeline: "Can anyone provide an alibi for you?"

Despite saying that, Officer Yokomizo didn't really have much hope. After asking around, he found that very few people could provide perfect proof.

"Um…"

Kuromon Haruya tilted his head and thought for a moment before finding a clue: "I remember a waitress saw that I was too sleepy and handed me a glass of lemonade. Maybe I can ask her."

"Okay, that's fine."

Nodding casually, Inspector Yokomizo bowed and took the list of suspects compiled by his subordinate from Yoya Kuromon's hands. The next name on the list was Karl Doss, a prime suspect…

Yokomizo's enlightenment: ?

Realizing something was wrong, Officer Yokomizo abruptly looked up and met the gazes of the four external brains.

Haruya Kuromon blinked, showing no fear: "As a famous photographer, what's wrong with me infiltrating the detective club?"

Officer Yokomizo: "Well, never mind, it's not the first time anyway."

Moreover, this case is exceptionally complex, and we might have to rely on these detectives afterwards. Speaking of which, Inspector Megure of the First Investigation Division seemed to have received internal commendation a few days ago for his soaring case-solving rate…

Kogoro Mouri looked at Inspector Yokomizo: "Is there any new discovery in the case? If it were just a simple case of someone going missing, the police wouldn't be conducting such a large-scale investigation, would they?"

Haruya Kuromon nodded secretly. Although Kogoro Mouri had resigned, he had not lost his keen senses as a former detective.

Tokyo experiences so many murders every year, not to mention the numerous disappearances that have occurred over the years.

In accordance with the nature of the Japanese police, most missing persons cases are only investigated briefly, unless the case becomes more serious or is investigated by higher authorities.

"Yes."

Inspector Yokomizo picked up the file folder that had been lying on the table without being opened, and pulled out a summary of the case.

"There is a small island called Tsukikage Island near Izu Prefecture. Just last night, a major criminal case occurred there in which multiple people were murdered."

Moon Shadow Island!

The name instantly transported Kogoro Mouri and Conan back to that night, a night filled with flames and a chilling moonlight.

Kuromon Haruya took the file, spread the report out on the table, and began to read its contents aloud:

"There were seven victims, all of whom were male local aboriginals from Moonshadow Island, aged between 24 and 35. At 4:30 a.m. this morning, fishermen who were checking their catch discovered their naked bodies, which were tangled in fishing nets with piano wire."

The entire gang consisted of local natives of Moonshadow Island, each with a criminal record for theft and robbery.

Witnesses reported seeing members of the group acting suspiciously near the newly built Keiji Aso Memorial Hall around midnight last night…

"Keiji Aso?!"

Kogoro Mouri exclaimed and snatched the file, beginning to read it carefully, word by word.

Despite having a vague idea of ​​the culprit, Yoruichi Kuromon still reached into his pocket with his left hand and typed a message blindly.

Encountering one Calvados in Izu is enough; surely you won't run into several more?

"I see. The ability to kill seven adult men in one night is most likely the work of a skilled criminal gang."

Since the police failed to apprehend the perpetrators on Moonshadow Island, they have most likely already fled to the vicinity, perhaps even escaping under the cover of the tourist crowds.

Kuromon Haruya turned his gaze to a photograph, which showed the clothes of Ehara Tokio that he had arranged for the crows to discard the previous night:

"Those strangely behaving travelers in the restaurant, who seem to be listening to the dispatch from a distance, must be the plainclothes police officers from Izu."

Inspector Yokomizo was quite surprised that this had been discovered, glancing at Haruya Kuromon with considerable astonishment. But then he thought to himself, anyone who could blend in with detectives wasn't an ordinary person, so he didn't think much of it.

"That's it. So we suspect that Tokio Ehara may have accidentally encountered the murderer and was killed to silence him."

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Kuromon Haruya naturally took it out to check the message.

[Butbel:]

[The Moon Shadow Island incident, you? Kudo Yusaku was involved, his identity is in danger]

[Vienna:]

Not just me, Bourbon and Kiel were there too; Rum planned to turn Moonshadow Island into a temporary base for internal and external trade.

We're all here to investigate covertly, without using our real identities, so don't worry. Also, what's the deal with Kudo Yusaku? I've already informed Rum.

…Very good, a small Izu has already attracted five codename members.

Haruya Kuromon put away his phone to reply, his eyes darting between Yusaku Kudo and Conan, trying to gauge who was more attractive to the organization.

As for Rum's consistently good luck, Kuromon Haruya makes no comment.

If Rum hadn't engaged in smuggling, or hadn't simultaneously chosen these two undercover agents from the Japanese Public Security Bureau and the CIA, this base might have become a success.

"Ah!"

Two kilometers away at the beach, a one-eyed, bald old man rubbed his nose, took off his sunglasses, and continued to happily fantasize about the beautiful scene of him boasting to his boss after achieving success.