Yumi Miyamoto, You Wouldn't Want To

"Why did you let Guchuan go?"

"Young Master Guchuan merely picked up a discarded car and was preparing to bring it to the police station. He didn't break any laws. In fact, I was thinking of giving Young Master Guchuan an award," the middle-aged police officer said, sitting in his chair.

"Who would believe that nonsense!" Yumi Miyamoto retorted, her face full of anger.

"Well, I believed it, and Young Master Guchuan believed it too," the middle-aged police officer said indifferently.

"Besides, Young Master Guchuan just returned from America, so it's perfectly normal for him not to be familiar with Japanese laws. We should be more lenient with minors," the middle-aged police officer told Yumi Miyamoto.

"That's no excuse to forgive him!"

"Yumi, since there's a plausible reason, let's just let this blow over and make a big deal out of nothing."

The middle-aged police officer wiped the sweat from his forehead. At his age, in his position at the Metropolitan Police Department, while he no longer had the ambition he once did, he certainly didn't want to be demoted.

"Young Master Guchuan has already apologized, what more do you want? He didn't even try to drive away with the car he 'found,' which already shows great respect for us police officers." The middle-aged police officer patted Yumi Miyamoto's shoulder.

He admired the zeal and drive of these young people, but Guchuan was truly not someone they could afford to offend.

"Is he the son of a zaibatsu or a high-ranking official?" Yumi Miyamoto asked, still unwilling to give up.

"Why do you ask? Instead of dwelling on that, you should help us find the owner of this car," the middle-aged police officer said.

"So, children of high-ranking officials or zaibatsus can just disregard Japanese law?" Yumi Miyamoto questioned loudly.

"Yumi Miyamoto, you wouldn't want to receive a transfer notice from the Metropolitan Police Department, would you?" the middle-aged police officer said helplessly.

"What?"

"If you want to punish Guchuan, then you need to rise to a higher position!"

"Um, wait a moment." Ning Guchuan, who had been ignored, raised his still handcuffed hands, making his presence known.

"I feel that my small matter isn't worth Miss Yumi making progress over."

Yumi Miyamoto looked over. Ning Guchuan was as gentle and well-behaved as he had been when he was arrested.

"If you want to, my legal father can be your target. Go for it," Guchuan encouraged Yumi Miyamoto.

"Hmph!" Yumi Miyamoto snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Guchuan smiled, then looked at the middle-aged police officer.

"Officer, can you unlock my handcuffs now?"

"Of course."

The middle-aged police officer took a key from the table and unlocked Guchuan's handcuffs.

Guchuan stretched his wrists, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Young Master Guchuan, it's raining outside. Please take an umbrella."

The middle-aged police officer produced an umbrella from somewhere and handed it to Guchuan.

"Thank you so much."

"At your service, Young Master Guchuan!" The middle-aged police officer bowed.

"Well, I'll be going then. As for that award you're preparing for me, please send it to my house soon," Guchuan said as he opened the umbrella at the door and turned back.

"Huh? You actually want it?"

"Yes, I'll send it to Young Master Guchuan as soon as possible."

Leaving the police station, Guchuan began his journey home.

"2-chome, 20 Beika Town, Tokyo. I think that's the place."

Ning Guchuan wasn't a native of this place. He was a transmigrator from a certain Eastern great power who had arrived in the world of Detective Conan.

His father, a high-ranking Japanese official, had sent him to live in America.

The first thing Guchuan did after transmigrating was pull down his pants. Seeing the birthmark on his butt, Guchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only did he look exactly the same, but even the birthmark was identical. This was truly his previous body.

After that, he requested to return to Japan.

His unfamiliar father's current situation was complicated, and he wasn't comfortable with Guchuan living at home, which suited Guchuan perfectly.

So, his unfamiliar father's father arranged a place for him to live: 2-chome, 20 Beika Town, Tokyo, making him Yusaku Kudo's neighbor.

According to his original father, "Yusaku Kudo is not only a world-renowned mystery novelist but also a very capable detective. With Japan's high crime rate, living near his house will surely make one feel very secure."

Heh, too secure.

"A Porsche 356A. I remember Gin having a car like that. Could this one be his?"

"It must be. I don't think there's anyone else in Tokyo brazen enough to drive a car like this around."

Guchuan walked leisurely in the rain with his umbrella, but even after walking for a long time, he didn't see a single taxi.

[Failed to collect 'Antique Car Porsche 356A', Collection Points +0.]

That's right, as a transmigrator, a Cheat System was indispensable.

As long as Guchuan successfully collects certain items, the system will grant him Collection Points, which he can then use to acquire all sorts of strange and wonderful things.

For instance, items like the 'Body Strengthening Agent,' 'Driving Mastery,' and 'Combat Techniques' are things that current technology simply can't produce.

However, the owners of truly collectible items usually aren't willing to part with them. So, Guchuan has to resort to other methods.

Anyway, he's Japanese now, so it's Japanese dignity that's being compromised.

"Should I go back to the police station and drive the car out myself? Wouldn't that be a bit much? Or maybe I should wait until Gin gets the car out, then go find him."

"Ah, Gin."

"Has Sherry been found?"

Gin rushed into the lab, his gun already cocked.

"Boss, there's no trace of Sherry in the lab. After she disappeared, we checked all the surveillance and couldn't find her," the lab director said.

"This place is no longer safe."

Gin looked at the lab director as if he were already dead.

"Mobilize everyone in Tokyo! You must find Sherry! She knows many of the Organization's secrets," Gin said chillingly to those present.

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

Sherry, escaping the Organization was the worst decision you could have made.

Guchuan walked for a long time before finally reaching Beika Town.

"This is really strange. Are there so few taxis in Tokyo?" Guchuan complained, a frown on his face.

After walking for so long, his shoes were soaked, and his pants and shirt were drenched from the rain.

As Guchuan walked, he wondered if Shinichi Kudo had already turned into a child. He was glad he didn't have to go to school anymore; otherwise, if he had to attend school for twenty or more years, he'd go crazy.

"Oh, look, a little Loli," Guchuan murmured, a smile playing on his lips as he quickened his pace.

Shiho Miyano trudged forward, weighed down by her heavy, rain-soaked clothes, her face a grayish mask of indifference, as if she had lost all hope of living.

Feeling that the rain had stopped falling on her head, she looked up.

She thought she saw a giant.

Oh, no. She was the one who had shrunk; it wasn't a giant at all.

Ning Guchuan stood before Shiho Miyano, a smile on his face.

"Little one, why are you..."