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

Chapter 189 Binga Voluntarily Buys Ospreys for Gin

A chubby, middle-aged detective, with a smug look on his face, as if he'd just seen a medium-sized lottery winning ticket, lunged straight at him, clutching his hat.

Kaito Kuroba: Ugh! How disgusting!!

A chilling electric current surged up his spine, and Kaito Kuroba's body shuddered as his instinctive resistance to the police, typical of criminals, kicked in. Before anyone could react, he swiftly lifted Conan and shoved him into Inspector Megure's arms.

Inspector Megure tossed the light touch in his hand, then opened his eyes: "Huh, Conan? Oh well, whatever."

"Officer, I'm Kaito Kuroba from Ekoda. Don't mistake me for someone else!"

Kaito pulled his student ID out of his pocket and shoved it hard into his face, emphasizing it loudly.

Seriously, Kaito Kuroba has always been recognized as the school heartthrob and the son of a famous magician. How come there are so many guys confusing him with Shinichi Kudo today? Is it because he doesn't market himself as much as that guy does?

Kuromon Haruya pointed to the man who was clearly a criminal and asked, "Kuroba-kun, who is this man you brought?"

"Kuromon-kun, he's the one who murdered Kuroyu-kun, that handsome...that victim's killer!" Almost blurting out her true feelings, Sonoko Suzuki patted her chest.

"The perpetrator's motive was that the girl he liked left him and started dating his classmate, Heiyu. Out of resentment, he decided to take advantage of Heiyu's habit of lying alone on the grass, drug him after school, bleed him, and fake it as a suicide as revenge."

"Won't you get diarrhea lying on the ground wearing such thin clothes in the dead of winter?" Kuromon Haruya nodded, poking the bag on the prisoner's head: "He must have fought back, right?"

"That's right! Conan and the others followed the footprints left at the scene and found him. At first, he denied everything, but in desperation, he even tried to attack us weak girls! Luckily, he tripped over a table leg and was then subdued by everyone in turn."

No wonder I sensed a magical fluctuation coming from the teaching building from afar. Kuromon Haruya looked at Koizumi Akako.

Koizumi Akako crossed her arms angrily: "Hmph!"

It's all because the influence of the Light Demon is too strong! Under normal circumstances, ordinary people like her would have already fallen at her feet, and there would be no need for them to actively defend themselves!

Inspector Megure cheerfully took the prisoner and handcuffed him with silver cuffs, saying, "Oh, you guys have really been a help! Just come with me to the station to make a statement later..."

Swah——

A cold wind blew by, and Inspector Megure looked up. The lawn inside the police cordon was empty, except for the headmaster wiping the sweat from his bald head: "...Um, Inspector Kuromon has already left with them."

Inspector Megure smirked, anticipating the situation yet also knowing it was coming, and pulled out his police notebook to record the following: [Case record to be filled out on [Date] at Ekoda High School]

The head of the teaching department glanced over and saw that there were quite a few similar numbers recorded in black pen.

......

"Huh? Aoko thought we were going to have to give a statement to Inspector Megure next. Is that alright?"

Nakamori Aoko, the only one at the scene with a strong sense of law-abidingness, was walking on the road behind the school gate, being led away from the scene by Kaito.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Kaito Kuroba waved his hand dismissively, pointing at Haruya Kuromon. "Since Mr. Kuromon has agreed, the police must have already reached an agreement."

Upon hearing this, Kuromon Haruya exchanged a glance with Conan and reached a consensus: they had all escaped in the same way, and the few missing statements wouldn't make a difference. A mature Inspector like Megure would definitely handle it well!

"It's rare that we all get along so well, so I'll treat you to dinner at a nearby restaurant!"

Since the organization's reimbursement funds will be spent by others anyway even if I don't use them, I might as well use them myself first.

As it turns out, even someone who is almost an expert in the organization needs to go down to the grassroots level from time to time to understand the organization's internal operating rules.

Before becoming Butbel, Kuromon Haruya had never known that each department could spend all its funds every quarter and that this represented the organization's growth. It's just that these spendthrifts really know how to spend money!

It's unclear when this unspoken rule came about, but at the end of each quarter, the department head would tally the reimbursement balances of their members and use the remaining funds for their own purposes.

The intelligence department... sigh, let's not talk about it.

In the Operations Department, Gin usually buys weapons and purchases safe houses around the world, showing great ambition; in the Research Department, it is said that he specializes in creating dangerous experimental materials to experience "explosion is art"; the Biomedical Department is now in charge of Doi Nai, who has chosen to follow the tradition of previous years and purchase additional portable testing equipment to prevent employees from being poisoned by eating experimental materials.

The security department bought idol posters and merchandise; the training department wanted to expand the training grounds; the foreign affairs and liaison department needed money to bribe officials...

No matter how many times they tried, not a single department thought about saving money for the organization.

Whenever this topic comes up, Kuromon Haruya takes out her phone, just like now, and writes down mottos to motivate herself:

[To Rum:

How are things progressing regarding the successor? Pisco has already decided on Ireland; we can use him as a reference and avoid overworking ourselves.

Rum, who had just received another text message from his boss, remained silent for a long while before looking at Curaçao on the monitor, who showed absolutely no interest in making money.

The boss meant it as a threat, right? Pisco died right after finding a successor, it must be a threat, right? Did he think he was too slow-witted to keep up with the financial trends? That won't do!

"Oh right, I remember Binga has already dived into a Pacific buoy. He's a pretty energetic young man, and he doesn't get along with Gin..."

Binga, dressed in women's clothing, sneezed at her workstation and hopefully opened her organization's email: "Oh! Rum finally replied. I thought he'd forgotten about me on the mission again!"

"Let me see, did Gin finally die on some mission? Or did he finally lose power and step down? Compensation for my destroyed room and a reassignment notice would also be acceptable..."

[From Rum:]

Keep a close eye on that facial recognition system. Your infiltration is complete; you can now proceed with the next step of your plan.

"Copying source code is nothing, recruiting talent is a piece of cake, isn't there anything challenging to do..." Binga opened the attachment listlessly, guessing it was just another ordinary software tool...

"Huh?? To raise at least 300 million in working capital and a medium-sized enterprise for the organization?!"