Conan: Ran, I really am Shinichi, you have to believe me!

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Perfect timing! I have an order on hand right now. The price is negotiable. My only requirement is that I hope the target's death won't implicate us.

Since you've gone on a killing spree in the Metropolitan Police Department anyway, just adding one more target to your list of people you want to kill is like doing Gin a small favor.

I'll send you the target's information later. You send me your bank account details. I'll give you a big sum of money after it's done.

As Conan listened to the voice that made him grit his teeth in hatred, he cursed inwardly:

You are the serial killer, your whole family are serial killers!

I, Shinichi Kudo, am truly a good person, a good person who has never even killed a chicken!

You want me to kill someone? You're dreaming!

However, since Conan knows that he is now impersonating the serial killer Conan, he can only curse these things in his heart. On the surface, he still has to grit his teeth and agree to the murder request given to him by Gin, who has a blood feud with him.

Although he is ostensibly forced to take orders, Conan, who is always reckless, will still cause trouble whenever he has the chance, and he is very good at causing trouble.

After he pretended to agree to Gin's request, he immediately made a small request, saying:

"No problem, Gin."

"How about we meet and talk face-to-face? You can give me the target information in person..."

"No, Conan, I don't have time."

Conan, I'm just an ordinary assassin. I don't have your ability to manipulate people's minds and get others to do things for you.

Every goal in the organization requires my personal involvement, so I'm very busy. I have many organizational tasks to complete, and I really can't find the time to see you. I'm sorry.

"If the target weren't a police officer, and I had just committed murder and arson and left, I'm afraid it would have implicated me. So, I'm counting on you, Conan, this time."

After hearing Gin's words, Conan paused for a moment, then thought of the serial gunman he had been searching for so long, and couldn't help but curse inwardly:

I hate murderers the most. They kill someone and then just walk away, never going back to the crime scene. If all murderers were like you, where would I find you?

Fortunately, Gin isn't mentally sound. After he committed murder and arson and left, I, Shinichi Kudo, couldn't do anything about him.

Now that he's told me his target, and with me, Shinichi Kudo, protecting him, I can proudly declare: he'll never die!

Although Gin refuses to meet me, why does he want to kill this target? What is the connection between this target and the organization? If I, Detective Shinichi Kudo, investigate, I'll find out everything.

Conan was pleased with himself, thinking that he had been quite successful in impersonating Conan today. He had not only completely fooled Jiang Chengbei, Conan's former partner, but also extracted a lot of information from him.

Most importantly, he also learned that the man in black who shrunk him was named Gin, and not only did he get in touch with him, but he also learned that the organization he belonged to was called the Black Organization, and that the poison he took was called Drug A.

I had a very fruitful day.

Conan wanted to get more information from Gin, but Gin was too busy, just like the cowboy was too busy, and he quickly hung up the phone.

However, before hanging up the phone, Gin left behind a bold statement:

"Conan, although you've gotten ahead, your career is now far more successful than mine, Gin's."

But I, Gin, won't remain unknown forever. Sooner or later, I'll catch up to you and become a notorious terrorist!"

Hearing the dial tone on the phone, Conan was stunned: he hadn't expected to have such a big influence in the terrorist circle, even more famous than he was in the detective world.

Shortly after hanging up the phone, information about Gin's target appeared on his phone.

After showing Conan the target information, Jiang Chengbei quickly put his phone away.

Seeing his phone taken away, Conan, who had been so focused on chatting with Gin and trying to get information out of him that he'd forgotten to look up the other person's phone number, was dumbfounded. He could only laugh awkwardly and say:

"Jiang Cheng, I don't have a cell phone yet. How about you give me this one?"

If you won't give it away, you can sell it to me; I'll pay for it.

Not selling? Then show me Gin's phone number. After the task is completed, it will be easier for me to contact him, give him my bank account number, and collect the final payment.

What? After I complete the commission, you'll send your bank account number to Gin, and you'll collect the commission fee? Why?

What?! I owe you 10 billion? In US dollars?

"Impossible! There's no way I could owe you this much money. Are you trying to blackmail me because I've turned into a child?!"

Although Conan doesn't know much about his predecessor, he still has the wisdom to judge which of Jiang Chengbei's words are true and which are false during the impersonation process.

Jiang Chengbei said that his ex was a murderous monster. Considering the things that have happened around him recently, what he said makes sense and is probably true.

After all, I know my own acting skills, and my personality, habits, way of speaking, behavior and so on are very different from that pervert. The only thing we have in common is that there are many dead people around us.

The real Conan in the previous story either committed the murders himself or planned them from behind the scenes, while I only get cases because I'm a natural-born detective.

Because of this characteristic, Conan managed to fool Jiang Chengbei and Gin, which made him quite proud.

Conan feels a great sense of accomplishment when he can deceive the enemy, infiltrate their ranks, extract crucial information, and manipulate them at will.

He believed the reasonable things mentioned above, but Conan didn't believe things like Jiang Chengbei saying he owed Jiang Chengbei 10 billion US dollars, so he firmly denied it.

Lie to Conan about other things was just something he did out of boredom and for fun, a perverse hobby, and he didn't care whether he succeeded or not. But lying to Conan about the 10 billion US dollars he owed him was money, naked profit, a tangible benefit. That's why Jiang Chengbei took it so seriously and worked so hard.

"How is it impossible?

"Conan, let me calculate this carefully for you!"

It doesn't matter how much or how little I cheat, since it's a risk-free business anyway, I'll cheat as much as I can.

So, Jiang Chengbei stretched out his hand and started calculating for Conan on his fingers:

"Conan, I won't count the money you owe me from before, but I will count the fact that you were being hunted down and couldn't survive this time. I risked my life to sneak into the winery and steal the A drug for you, so that you could turn back the clock and become a child to escape the pursuit of both the underworld and spy agencies from various countries."

Do you think a life-saving favor is worth a hundred million US dollars?

Would it be worth a hundred million dollars to turn you back into a child?

Drug A, which can make people younger, is sold to the wealthy and dictators. Do you think they would be willing to spend hundreds of billions of dollars to buy one?

We're partners. I'll give you a 90% discount and charge you a billion dollars. Do you think that's a good deal?

If you take the anti-aging drug and I have to keep it a secret, shouldn't you pay me hush money?

Conan, you should know that you're eating the elixir that those rich, dictators, and people in power dream of. Not to mention handing you over to them as a guinea pig, even your information, I could easily sell one and make tens of millions of dollars.

If your current situation were to be leaked, those who hold the pinnacle of power and possess wealth beyond measure would do anything to achieve immortality and continue enjoying themselves forever.

To get you, and to obtain the anti-aging elixir, it's entirely possible that a war could be started, potentially even triggering a third season!

So, disregarding what you owed me before, just considering the anti-aging drug I gave you, you'd pay me $10 billion. You wouldn't lose out.

Upon hearing Jiang Chengbei's words, Conan, with his deadpan expression, chuckled and said, "Heh, the A drug I took wasn't given to me by you, Jiang Chengbei, but was forced down my throat by Gin."

According to you, I still have to give Gin 10 billion US dollars for the drug?

Meanwhile, through Jiang Chengbei's unintentional manipulation, Conan also realized the importance of keeping his true identity a secret. If the fact that he had taken the drug and shrunk became public, it could be a terrifying thing that could trigger a world war!

But... why does Jiang Chengbei keep saying he wants to keep it a secret, but why did he always test me every time we met before?

Chapter 80 Conan: It's one thing for our alternate accounts to be the same, but our main accounts look the same too?

"Conan, I've always told you to be kind, to kill less, to do less evil, and to lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

"You just agreed, how come you went back on your word and accepted Gin's assassination mission?"

Seeing that Conan absolutely refused to take on the $10 billion debt, Jiang Chengbei had no choice but to stand on the moral high ground and begin to mercilessly criticize Conan:

"Conan, this policeman may not be related to you, but he is still a human being. You're just going to take away his right to live so easily. Aren't you being too disrespectful and indifferent to life?"

Faced with Jiang Chengbei's accusations, Conan's face twitched. He was just pretending to agree to Gin's request in order to get close to Gin and get information out of him. He wasn't really going to kill him. On the contrary, he would secretly protect him and let him live well.

Unfortunately, he is now impersonating the serial killer Conan, doing so many good deeds without anyone knowing, and being misunderstood. He even has to pretend to be a ruthless killer. Conan is also quite helpless.

Therefore, in order to better fit the persona of the murderous psychopath Conan, Conan gritted his teeth and said:

"Jiang Cheng, I also want to lay down my sword, but don't I owe you a lot of money? I also need to take orders and do business, kill some people to make money, so as to repay your kindness in risking your life to help me steal medicine!"

Seeing that Conan accepted the character design he had created for him so well, Jiang Chengbei felt a great sense of accomplishment, and his mouth immediately started twitching:

"Conan, it's only right that you pay me back the money you earn, but I feel that the money you earned by killing people is stained with blood, a bit dirty, and against morality. I really don't want it."

Conan, why don't you retire from murder and find another job to pay me back?

With your clever little brain, I think robbing a bank, hiring a rich person to kidnap and extort money, or having Gin and his ilk double-cross you—earning clean money like that is better than taking on murder cases.

By the way, inspired by your decision to acknowledge Inspector Megure as your father, I have a somewhat immature suggestion that you might want to consider.

"You could find a different adoptive father, not a penniless bastard like Inspector Megure. You should find a conglomerate boss to adopt as your father, then kill off all the other heirs and become the sole heir. I think this method will pay you back the money faster. Why don't you consider it?"

After listening to Jiang Chengbei's many methods for making "clean" money, Conan sneered a few times: Jiang Chengbei, you really are Conan's good partner!

Aside from advising that devil to kill less and doing only this one good deed, you are also a social scum and a dangerous element!

Sooner or later, I, Conan... I, Shinichi Kudo, will find the evidence, arrest you, and bring you to justice!

Although Conan thought this to himself, he didn't show it. Instead, he put on a disdainful expression, like a deranged serial killer, and said:

"I wouldn't do something so low-level. What's the satisfaction in doing something like that compared to manipulating people's hearts and making them kill each other?"

Seeing that Conan had completely adapted to the persona he had created for him, Jiang Chengbei was very pleased, so he continued to provide him with "information" and instill his own interpretations in him:

"Conan, ever since you faked your death and escaped the organization, and were reborn as a child, it has become increasingly difficult for me, a peace-loving and kind-hearted person who dislikes fighting and killing, to survive in the organization without you as my partner in action."

Fortunately, a few days ago I finally received a job offer that didn't require me to kill anyone or commit any crimes, and I could slack off for a long time and steal their wages. I accepted it immediately.

Conan didn't want to miss a single piece of information, so without thinking, he asked, "What mission?"

As soon as he said that, Conan regretted it a little. Had he been too eager to gather information?

Fortunately, Jiang Chengbei didn't pay attention to such minor details and continued to develop his own character settings for Conan:

"I've received a mission to find Shinichi Kudo..."

"Looking for Shinichi Kudo? Why?"

Conan, who had just told himself to stay calm and not to seem too deliberate, failed to stay calm again. Before Jiang Chengbei could finish speaking, he interrupted and asked a question.

Seeing Conan's anxious expression, Jiang Chengbei pretended to be blind and said without paying attention:

"I don't know either. Anyway, it was a task issued by higher-ups. They said they wanted to see the person alive or dead."

Luckily, I was quick enough to take on this task, which wasn't dangerous and didn't involve doing anything immoral.

Conan, I'm not a born villain like you. I have a conscience, I'm naturally kind. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to stay in this organization either.

In the past, whenever I saw you commit evil, manipulate people's hearts, plan murders, and watch helplessly as many innocent people died at your hands, my conscience ached terribly.

Thankfully, this time I received a normal mission to find Shinichi Kudo. I can slack off, steal some paychecks, and avoid doing anything evil, so I'm still quite happy.