Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 481 Cleanup Operation (Part 5)

"Is that so? That means if we decide to raise a kitten, our adventure time will be shortened." Mitsuhiko thought, holding his chin.

Yuan Tai said it didn't matter: "But we can definitely spend some time taking care of the kitten. When the kitten grows up, we can go on adventures together, right?"

Ayumi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I think this is a good idea too. This way, our Junior Detective Team will have a mascot!"

[Mechanic: It's good to give the kids something to look forward to. After all, once Conan, Haibara, and little Alice leave, there will only be three of them left in the Junior Detective Team.]

[First Mate: Um, if they really want a cat, they should definitely not give it a ridiculous name.]

[Postman: Since the cat at the Poirot Café is called Captain, how about calling this one "Inspector Lestrade"?]

[Knight: Not impossible.]

After the topic of raising cats came up, the three little ones began to chatter and immediately forgot that they originally wanted to ask what Conan and Haibara were talking about with the apostles.

"So, Haibara, your sister, I mean, Miss Akemi, is she still alive?" After deliberately staying away from the three little ones, Conan asked in surprise.

Huiyuan glanced at the apostle, and after seeing the apostle nod, he replied, "Yes, my sister has been living in the Oritis Manor and often exchanges letters with me."

"But I clearly remember that Miss Mingmei had... no, it was the ability of that 'undertaker', he could bring the dead back to life. I remember he was at the scene, so did the Oritis Manor think of this at that time?" Conan thought quickly.

"Okay, stop imagining things. Not all questions need to be answered. If one day, the identity of Edogawa Conan disappears from this world, have you thought about how to explain it to Xiaolan and the children?" The apostle stroked his beloved cat. "In the end, didn't you use the same excuse to get away with it?"

Conan really has nothing to say about this. If "Conan" is really going to leave forever, then his life will have to return to normal. Kudo Shinichi will stand in the front again, and "Conan" will be forgotten in the corner of others' memories as time goes by.

"Does anyone remember the little detective in a blue suit, a red bow tie, and big glasses?" The Apostle's cat-like eyes stared at Conan. "Little Alice reminded you that memory is very important to a person. Even if you become Kudo Shinichi again, the time you spent with the detective team will not be forgotten, right?"

"I always feel like a lot of information comes into my head all of a sudden, saying that things can change back and life can get back on track. Even I find it difficult to handle these things all at once." Conan covered his head in distress.

Gray Principle taunted him mercilessly, "It seems our great detective is also facing a difficult day. If you have become accustomed to the life of a child, why not change back?"

"How is that possible? I must change back." Conan jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

The apostle smiled at the two of them and said, "Well, it's too early to talk about this now. It won't be too late to celebrate after we have truly eradicated the Black Organization."

"Ms. An, how many people have you arranged to confront the Black Organization head-on?" Conan asked subconsciously, feeling a little worried.

"Except for a few survivors responsible for logistics, almost everyone has participated in this fight hidden behind the scenes."

Conan was stunned: "So many people?"

"The Black Organization is deeply entrenched. Eradicating them completely won't be achieved simply by arresting a few codenamed members. We will disrupt their sources of assets, arms deals, and other such activities one by one."

"At the same time, our people will attack their bases and laboratories one by one. This way, the boss behind the Black Organization will definitely be unable to sit still and reveal his true intentions."

The mechanic, who had already finished a plate of butter pudding, jumped out and said, "As for the pursuit of immortality, there will always be people who take risks, so we'll leave the information to the public security. The potion that caused your shrinkage should be among them. Then you can ask your father, Kudo Yusaku, to use his connections."

"Ah, when I think about returning to our normal life, I feel a little lost." The mechanic sighed lightly.

"Return to normal life?" Conan looked at the mechanic in confusion. "Didn't Miss Tracy join Oritis later? Does that mean your revenge is over?"

Realizing he'd let something slip, the mechanic quickly excused himself, "Well, most of those high-ranking officials have been retaliated against, so let's put that matter to rest for now. My current goal is to create robots that are indistinguishable from real people."

Looking at the mechanic clenching his fists and cheering himself up, Conan's doubts were temporarily dispelled, but he was still very confused. It seemed that there was no barrier at all between those people who later "joined" the Oritis Manor and those "old members", as if they were very familiar with each other from the beginning.

The tea party at Dr. Agasa's house lasted until the evening. The three little ones had to go home due to time constraints. Even when they left, the three of them were still discussing what kind of kitten they should adopt.

At night, in a pharmaceutical factory that was heavily guarded by the Black Organization, two low-level employees were chatting.

"Hey, I heard that the organization has made some big moves recently."

"Come on, didn't the organization send a lot of people to the hospital to gather intelligence before? Now, those who were sent there are either dead or missing. We just finished such a big incident, how could the organization make a big move now?"

"But I heard that one of our pharmaceutical factories was attacked a few days ago. Could it be that a hostile organization is retaliating against us?"

"Why think so much? We are just the gatekeepers. Leave the life and death matters to others."

As the two were chatting, a mature female voice came: "That's absolutely right, so please go 'AWOL' for a while."

The two lower-level staff members turned their heads at the same time but only saw ice-blue spots of light spread out on the ground.

"who?"

In a flash, while the two men were looking down at the traces left by Ms. Farrow, the puppeteer and Louis attacked at the same time, one punched the other in the nose, and the other headbutted the other in the abdomen.

The one who was hit in the abdomen by Louis felt that today's dinner quickly fled his stomach like a rocket: "Ugh!"

Louis dodged the gushing vomit with a look of disgust, and turned to look at the lower-level staff who were struggling on the ground with their faces covered after being hit in the nose.

Seeing that the two men were not fainted, the puppeteer immediately hit them with a club, causing the two gatekeepers to fall into a baby-like sleep.

As Ms. Farrow uncloaked herself, the fire investigator slid out of the security room like a loach. "The security room's surveillance cameras were all destroyed. However, if this pharmaceutical factory has a secret underground laboratory, there should be a backup power supply, so I didn't cut off the power immediately."