Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 360 Amuro Tooru: You want me to call him uncle?!

Kogoro Mouri's words were astonishing. Even Amuro Tooru, a seasoned undercover agent with a strong mentality, couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

Kurosawa... Uncle?!

What the hell?!

Am I really supposed to call Gin "Uncle" now?!

No way, I just became Gin's apprentice, and suddenly I'm a generation below him?!

"me......."

Amuro Tooru was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Mr. Mori, this...this Mr. Gin doesn't seem to be very old either..."

"Snapped--"

Kogoro Mouri slapped Tooru Amuro on the forehead, his face darkening as he scolded him.

"Nonsense, Mr. Kurosawa is certainly not old, otherwise would I have made you call me uncle!"

"Also, what's your 'Mr. Silver' nickname?"

"How dare you call someone a nickname between a young couple!"

I f***ing...

Amuro Tooru was somewhat annoyed by the slap he received from Kogoro Mouri.

I just wanted to become an apprentice, and you, this muddle-headed detective, actually think you're my teacher?!

What the hell did you teach me?!

And he even called me "uncle"?

Amuro Tooru now wished he could just throw his police ID in front of Kogoro Mouri and make him kneel down and call him uncle...

"Excuse me, Mr. Kurosawa,"

After reprimanding his apprentice, Kogoro Mouri immediately turned to Gin Kurosawa and said with a forced smile,

"Amuro is usually quite clever, but for some reason today, his brain just didn't work."

"As an elder, you shouldn't stoop to his level."

"Hmm~"

Gin seemed quite pleased, a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"It's not worth arguing with a junior."

His eyes held a hint of amusement as he lingered on Amuro Tooru.

Bourbon, nephew, call out "Uncle" twice so I can hear you...

Maybe your Uncle Qin will be so pleased that he'll give you a quick death when you betray the organization later...

Kogoro Mouri turned to look at Tooru Amuro again.

Seeing that he still hadn't made a move, Kogoro Mouri frowned slightly, clearly displeased.

Could it be that Amuro really thought he was acting like a big shot, putting on airs like a master, after all his previous actions?

Mr. Kurosawa has the backing of the Suzuki family, so what's wrong with you calling him "uncle" a couple of times?

Once we establish a good relationship with the Suzuki family, will we still have to worry about making a living?

I was just trying to give Amuro a friendly heads-up, and he's acting all reluctant. He really has no sense of propriety at all...

Ugh--

Kogoro Mouri sighed inwardly. It seemed that this kid was not suited to be a detective.

Having spent half his life in the detective world, Kogoro Mouri knows that while strong professional skills are important, the ability to read people's expressions and act accordingly is even more crucial.

Those reckless detectives who act without thinking are nothing more than brats like Shinichi Kudo, completely unaware that they're being used as pawns by the media—they're incredibly naive...

"Kuro, Uncle Kurosawa..."

Forced by Kogoro Mouri's tyranny and his current predicament, Tooru Amuro humbly uttered the words that he felt utterly ashamed of.

The thought that Kazami was captured and killed because he ran into Gin, and that he now had to call Gin "uncle," was unbearable.

Suddenly, a certain word came to Amuro's mind—

Accept the thief as your father!

This is a classic case of recognizing a thief as one's father!

That damn Gin! That damn Kogoro Mouri!

Once I've wiped out the entire organization and regained my official position, I'll make them pay the price...

"Alright, Mr. Mori, Mr. Kurosawa,"

Seeing the two rambling on and on at the crime scene, Ayanokoji Fumimaro felt a little displeased and spoke up in a low voice.

"Let's investigate the case first."

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory,"

Kogoro Mouri slapped his forehead and immediately walked over.

Putting everything else aside, Uncle Mori was quite professional with his basic checks, after all, he used to be a detective.

He first put on white gloves, lifted the deceased's head, carefully examined the wounds on the neck, and then said thoughtfully,

"A single, fatal blow; the killer came with the intent to kill."

Can you determine the time of death?

Ayanokoji Fumimaro looked at Mouri Kogoro and asked.

Kogoro Mouri shook his head.

"I'm not a professional forensic doctor, I don't have that ability."

"However, it must be between when Mr. Sakura Masazo went downstairs to rest and nine o'clock."

"I didn't find the murder weapon."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro narrowed his long, narrow eyes.

"Either it was hidden away, or it was taken away by the murderer."

"Um......."

Mouri Kogoro nodded.

The two of them chattered on and on, each saying a sentence.

Beside them, the three members of the Red Team, who had initially wanted to show off their skills after witnessing the murder, trembled with fear because of Gin's presence and dared not utter a single word.

Gin grew impatient as he watched Kogoro Mouri and Fumimaro Ayanokoji ramble on for ages without getting to the point.

However, his pride as a high-ranking member of the organization prevented him from taking the initiative to participate in the case...

"Mr. Silver~"

Sonoko Suzuki played a crucial role at this time.

She shook Gin's arm again, speaking in a coquettish tone.

"You must have figured something out, let's help Mr. Mori and the others~"

Upon hearing this, Gin froze.

Kogoro Mouri and Fumimaro Ayanokoji also looked over.

"Mr. Kurosawa,"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro stood up and bowed slightly to Gin.

"If you have any opinions, please don't hold back. I will take care of any programming-related issues afterwards."

"Humph!"

Gin snorted coldly.

"unnecessary."

He took two steps forward with a hint of arrogance and glanced at Ayanokouji Fumimaro.

It's actually quite gratifying that the Japanese police are this incompetent...

"Yes."

Ayanokoji Fumimaro lowered his head in shame.

He was judging others by his own petty standards.

Mr. Kurosawa, a man so indifferent to fame and fortune and full of a sense of justice, would certainly not back down because of procedural issues.

His opening remarks were rather abrupt and rude.

Gin stood right next to the corpse, without crouching down or even taking his hand out of the pocket of his black trench coat.

He spoke with a cold expression, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"First of all, the murderer must be someone this fat old man knows."

"Secondly, the murder weapon was most likely thrown into the nearby Kamo River."

"I suggest that you... police officers conduct a search along the Kamo River, focusing on the downstream waters, but don't overlook the nearby waters as well."