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

During a break from the detectives' discussion of the case, Inspector Yokomizo took a short rest on the sofa.

He worked overtime until 1 a.m. last night before he could finally fall asleep, but before long, so many more cases popped up.

Calvados, who had been waiting outside for a long time, was already quite impatient. In the past, when he encountered this situation, he would have packed up and moved away long ago, and he would never have given these tax thieves the time of day.

"Tsk, it feels awful not having a weapon. That Butber guy's been in there for ages and hasn't come out yet, could he have gotten himself into trouble..."

Just as he was about to flee, he heard the police officer on duty at the door summoning him.

“Mr. Karl Doss, it’s your turn.”

"OK." After stretching his limbs, Calvados swaggered into the room.

There were more people in the interrogation room than he had expected, even far more!

"Please sit down." Yokomizo sat in the middle of the sofa, with Conan on his left and Mori on his right, and greeted Calvados.

The three men sitting on one sofa were a bit cramped, which made Kudo Yusaku, who was sitting to the side, seem like the one in charge, and he felt a lot more pressure.

He has never directly confronted Yusaku Kudo, but in recent years he has been staying in the United States to assist Lord Vermouth, and he has heard about Sogrid's experiences!

As for Butber, he was sitting on the other side, eating the refreshments and cookies served as a welcome treat, and seemed to be writing or drawing something.

"Huh? That's strange! Is Uncle's face that scary? Why are you so panicked, big brother?"

Conan deliberately adopted an innocent and naive demeanor, swinging his leg as he glanced at the playboy.

Calvados felt that Kudo's "uncle's" gaze had become even sharper, almost as if it could see right through him.

"That's because I never expected to meet the world-famous Mr. Kudo here."

Laughing and making light of the situation, Calvados glanced at Kuromon Haruya, wanting to ask for help, but only saw the top of his head, which was almost asleep on the table.

"Just a quick question, don't be nervous." Having helped police officers from various countries for so many years, Yusaku Kudo was already very familiar with the interrogation process. "Could you describe the situation when you met Mr. Ehara last night? And where did you go last night after that?"

"no problem."

Although he was a little nervous about meeting Kudo Yusaku, who was a sales killer, Calvados had neither committed murder nor blown up this time, so there was no reason for him to arrest him.

"Hmm, let me think..."

"I didn't pay attention to the time, but when I met that man, he was completely drunk and a mess."

I wasn't planning on paying him any attention, but this guy had nothing better to do than bump into me and start picking a fight. Well, you know how it is, a few words of scareery and his legs went weak.

Calvados leaned back on the sofa without any proper posture, seemingly nonchalant, but in reality, he was carefully trying to discern the figure in the waiting room.

Now that Yusaku Kudo is here, doesn't that mean that the legendary actress, the sweet and beautiful star who has captivated countless men, Yukiko Fujimine, might also appear!

He had no intention of betraying Lady Vermouth; he simply wanted to see for himself whether she was all talk and no action.

“…Mr. Carl, Mr. Carl Doss!”

The young man in front of him seemed to have lost his soul. Yokomizo Sango shouted so loudly that he almost kissed Yokomizo's ear before he came to his senses. It was unclear what he was thinking.

“Mr. Carl, according to bystanders, you did more than just scare them; you went so far as to threaten them.”

"That's going too far," Calvados said, turning away with a disdainful reproach.

“I just told him that if he wanted to die, I could knock him out right now and sell him to Myanmar, where the underworld is short of test subjects.”

Kuromon Haruya looked up, somewhat surprised: "Really?"

“Of course I was lying to him.” Calvados’s lips twitched. “After we parted, I went back to my room to rest until I was woken up this morning by the noise of the argument outside.”

"What about an alibi?"

"No, I'm traveling alone. Like Mr. Kuromaru and the others, I'm using a luxury travel voucher!"

“Kuromon, it’s mon (gate), not maru (maru).” Kuromon Haruya sighed.

“However…” Ignoring the correction, Calvados suddenly paused and looked back meaningfully, “My room is an ocean-view room facing the sea. Last night, when I was admiring the moonlight through my binoculars, I saw a very interesting scene.”

Kuromon Haruya did not react: the probing method was mediocre, no wonder Rum did not agree to his application to transfer to the intelligence group.

"Under the silvery moonlight, a black shadow leaped across the sea and then stopped at the distant dock."

Calvados wasn't lying; he did notice a suspicious speedboat while maintaining his weapons that night, a sight that even this highly skilled sniper almost missed.

"What?! Are you serious?!"

One word stirred up a huge wave of emotions, and Officer Yokomizo was so excited that he stood up abruptly.

If the information about the vicinity is confirmed, they can reduce the number of police officers and focus their investigations on fixed areas.

"Of course... Hey? What are you guys doing? Wait, don't pull me—"

Having received confirmation, Inspector Yokomizo grabbed Calvados and ran outside, handing over the questioning to his subordinates. Conan and his friends, not wanting to be outdone, followed closely behind.

Heimen Yaoye watched them run out of the interrogation room in groups, then calmly picked up the teapot he had prepared beforehand and looked at the officer taking over the shift:

"The next suspect is Mr. Genichiro Kaneshiro. Thanks for your hard work, have some tea."

"Ah, thank you!" The officers who were standing by were surprised to receive such care and each accepted a cup of black tea.

The warm and mellow tea soup glides down the throat, and the slight astringency on the tip of the tongue turns sweet as you taste it. Under this sweetness, even the rhythm of the heart slows down, and the long-tired body and mind feel as if they have been saved.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Kuromon."

The lead officer bowed deeply to Kuromon Haruka, then invited President Kinjo into the interrogation room and considerately closed the door.

...?

Kuromon Haruya: Aren't I a consultant? Won't I get criticized for handing everything over to an outsider?

Despite these doubts in his mind, Kuromon Haruya's actions didn't falter for a moment. He picked up his notebook and pen and began questioning with practiced ease:

"Mr. Jincheng, please briefly describe your movements after dinner."

President Jin Cheng glanced at him, then at the policeman, and then suddenly opened his mouth wide and leaned his body backward!

Before Kuromon Haruya could even speak, his expression instantly returned to normal, revealing a look that said, "I understand and I will definitely cooperate."

I have a feeling that this old gentleman has misunderstood something.

Faced with this difficult situation, he naturally chose—

"This case is very important. I don't need to emphasize how to 'cooperate' properly, do I?"

...

Just 2km away by the beach, Rum was still daydreaming about the future.

Just then, a dark shadow suddenly descended from the sky, pecking at the left lens of his sunglasses with its sharp beak, and then skillfully snatched his phone away.

The screen, which was forcibly restarted by the system, displayed a line of text:

[The return of Tsukikage Island has been witnessed. Kudo Yusaku is on his way to the dock to investigate. He is carefully cleaning up the mess and not exposing the organization's whereabouts.]

I've been watching you. Don't let me down.

From that gentleman]