Green pupils locked onto his face, scanning Conan's facial muscles like a radar.

Stared at by Haruya Kuromon, Conan instantly recalled an old memory: "Oh no! When we went to the shrine to film, Kuromon said he was an expert in micro-expressions. He must have seen through my lie right away!"

He looked up and met Kuromon Haruya's thoughtful expression, and his heart skipped a beat.

"I see!"

Kuromon Haruya clenched her right fist and slapped her palm, looking as if she had just realized something: "The child that Fujimine-sensei asked me to look after occasionally is Ai-chan! I thought they were talking about Shin and Conan."

"Huh? Oh right, that's right."

How could his own parents possibly know members of the organization! Conan almost instinctively denied such outrageous news.

However... looking at Kuromon Haruya, who was yawning several times, he realized something:

Since Brother Kuromon was sleepy, it's normal that no one noticed he wasn't in good condition!

Just as Conan thought he had gotten away with it and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Kuromon seemed to sense something and frowned again.

His scrutinizing gaze shifted back and forth between the two children as Haruya Kuromon pondered, observing their tense expressions and movements. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Ai Haibara's face.

"Just as I thought, they really do look alike..." He confidently picked up his camera and took a picture of the bewildered Shirley when she wasn't looking.

Ai Haibara: !!!

Like a fledgling bird startled by an invisible flash of light, her already fluffy wavy hair blew even more wildly. She quickly retreated behind Conan, looking at the strangely behaving young man with extreme vigilance.

Did this guy recognize her?!

The moment she saw Kuromon Haruya, a warm and welcoming feeling enveloped her. This sense of security even overshadowed the alarm bells that had been constantly ringing in her ears.

But this does not excuse his offensive behavior of secretly filming women!

Conan was also a little nervous and didn't understand his actions: "Kuromon-kun, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"Because I suddenly realized that Ai looks a lot like me when I was a child, almost like we were made from the same mold."

As he spoke, Kuromon Haruya pulled up a blurry old photo from the depths of his phone's album and showed it to everyone watching.

Beside an old country villa, a mixed-race boy, wearing a crooked straw hat, shyly wipes mud from his face in front of the camera. Patches of sunlight filtered through the trees fall on him, and even across time, the happiness in the atmosphere warms the heart.

From his eyes and brows, Conan and the others could clearly discern the shadow of Yoruichi Kuromon now. He looked more youthful in the photo, but the same gentleness remained in his eyes.

Indeed, as he said, apart from a slight difference in hairstyle, the person in the photo bears a striking resemblance to Ai Haibara today, almost 80% similarity, thanks to the blurring effect of time!

Now it's the other people's turn to compare left and right.

Looking at the photo, Fanze Zhenren exclaimed as if he had discovered a treasure: "It really looks like him!"

Kuromon Haruya looked at Sherry, who was lost in thought, with a smile, thinking:

Of course it looks like him! This photo was created by directly combining photos of him and Sulli when they were children using animation CG technology. How could it not look like him?

As a Detective Conan enthusiast, he was very familiar with the Akai family's version of Dream of the Red Chamber.

Upon realizing he had truly transmigrated into the body of the organization's boss, he immediately underwent a bloodline test using blood from the Miyano family. The results were reassuring; he was still the legitimate head of the Karasuma family, with absolutely no connection to them!

"By the way, I heard from Mr. Hanzawa that the child collapsed in front of the agency with a fever. Does Ai have the contact number of your guardian? It's so irresponsible to let such a young child go out alone and not take care of him until now."

"It was me! I sneaked out all by myself!"

The petite girl gripped the bedsheet tightly, her eyes filled with pitifulness and helplessness: "My sister works so hard, and I wanted to help her. Please don't blame my sister!"

Whether this was part of her acting or a reflection of her severed bloodline, glistening tears streamed down her face, leaving one speechless with remorse.

However, according to Kurokawa Kagemitsu's progress report, Miyano Akemi, who has been successfully brainwashed, seems to be receiving various skills training, which is in line with the demanding nature of her work.

“Then Ai must love your sister very much.” Kuromon Haruya took out a handkerchief and added insult to injury for her acting skills. “For you to do this, your sister must love you very much too. You are both very kind people, no one will blame you.”

Feeling a tugging sensation from behind, Conan quickly changed the subject:

"I'll call Aunt Yukiko right now! Kuromon-kun, just focus on recovering and don't worry about me!"

“Conan is right.” A middle-aged man dressed as a doctor pushed open the door, pushing a cart full of testing equipment to the bedside. “Mr. Kuromon, your condition is still unstable. You have saved thousands of lives, so please take care of your health.”

During his coma, all of Kuromon Haruya's examinations and surgeries were handled by the Mori family. Conan naturally recognized the man—he was Kuromon's current attending physician, Shirai Mitsuo.

“You’re a hot topic right now, making the front page of Mihua. If your recovery isn’t going well, our hospital will face public complaints.”

Kuromon Haruya met his gaze and quietly hid the camera deeper under the covers: "Then I can't cause you any trouble."

Since the doctors were preparing to conduct the tests, it was inappropriate for them, as visiting guests, to linger and disturb them.

After Conan took the initiative to take responsibility and said he would bring Ai Haibara back to her family, Fanzawa felt relieved and went back to deal with the inexplicably overflowing email inbox.

"Hey, don't cry."

In the hospital corridor, Conan listened to the occasional sobs behind him, feeling somewhat helpless.

Unexpectedly, Haibara sobbed, her voice surprisingly calm: "If you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way. There might be organized spies in the hospital."

Conan:!

He turned to examine Ai Haibara, his heart turning cold.

If she hadn't exposed his true identity as Shinichi Kudo the moment they met, he doesn't know how long he would have been fooled by this harmless disguise.

Ai Haibara's name is just an alias. Her true identity is a drug researcher codenamed Sherry in that dark organization! Even the poison that caused him to suffer hellish pain and then miraculously shrank, aptx4869, was developed by this woman.

Can someone who can use acting skills to gain the trust of others at any time, with blood on their hands, really be trusted?

“My sister was killed by the organization, and one day, the death knell will toll for me. Since I’m going to die anyway, I might as well take the drugs and end my own life.”

“The organization is our common enemy. You must understand me, as someone who shares the same fate.”

What a joke! He would never understand an accomplice who created the drug!

Shinichi Kudo wouldn't believe everything she said, but what about that "murdered older sister"...?

Hirota Masami, or rather, Miyano Akemi, could it be that she is the sister you risked your life to rescue?

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