As the car approached, the towering structure of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department came into view.
For a place dedicated to upholding justice, there was nothing particularly ominous about it.
After all, murders rarely occurred within the headquarters of law enforcement itself.
The moment Akashi stepped inside, following closely behind Miwako Sato, he wasted no time—he immediately initiated a check-in.
A familiar interface flickered to life before him.
An image of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building materialized on the screen, glowing with an ethereal light.
Then—
CRACK!
The interface shattered into fragments, coalescing into a treasure chest bathed in deep purple light.
As the chest slowly opened, multiple streaks of radiant energy surged out, fusing seamlessly into Akashi's body.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! Check-in successful. Reward obtained: Bullet Enchantment Lv1, Rapid Fire Shot Lv1!]
[Ding! Rapid Fire Shot upgraded to Lv2!]
[Rapid Fire Shot Lv2: The host gains the ability to fire continuously within a short time frame. Each successive shot grows in power, reaching up to eight consecutive rounds. Can be applied to any projectile weapon!]
[Bullet Enchantment: Upon activation, bullets will be infused with strange magical properties, capable of inducing chaos, poisoning, paralysis, and other immediate negative effects on enemies. In the case of a divine strike against a member of the opposite sex, it triggers complete collapse—leaving behind the Succubus Mark!]
[Succubus Mark: Once afflicted, the target experiences absolute loyalty to the succubus and becomes incapable of tolerating physical contact with any other man!]
Akashi's eyes lit up with excitement.
This was incredible!
The Rapid Fire Shot alone was already a devastating move—
A pocket pistol that could fire with the force of a howitzer?
With each additional shot stacking in power?
That was a game-changer!
And now, with Bullet Enchantment in play, the possibilities became even more terrifying!
If these two skills were combined…
A single barrage from his pocket pistol could unleash an explosive chain reaction—not only devastating a target but also spreading chaos across an entire area.
Who could possibly stand against that?!
A sly grin tugged at the corners of his lips.
Just as he was reveling in his newfound power—
"Aww! What a cute little boy!"
A lively female voice rang out, accompanied by the sensation of soft hands pinching and rubbing his cheeks.
Akashi blinked in surprise.
Looking up, he found himself staring at two female officers dressed in traffic police uniforms.
The woman in front, who had shoulder-length hair tucked neatly under her hat, leaned in close with an affectionate smile.
Her delicate face was flushed with a rosy hue, and the faint scent of alcohol lingered around her.
Her green, drooping eyes sparkled as she gazed at him, practically radiating adoration.
She squatted down, bringing herself to his level, the black stockings under her uniform skirt suddenly very visible.
"How about letting big sis hold you for a bit?" she asked teasingly.
Before Akashi could respond—
"S-Senpai!"
A softer, more hesitant voice chimed in from behind.
The second officer, a young woman with twin ponytails and large, bashful eyes, seemed flustered.
Her posture was stiff, her hands clasped nervously in front of her—clearly, she was still new on the job.
Despite her obvious shyness, she exuded an innocent charm that made her seem both endearing and approachable.
In an instant, Akashi recognized them both.
The woman clinging onto him with an overly affectionate, big-sisterly demeanor?
That had to be Yumi Miyamoto from the Traffic Division!
And the timid but adorable rookie standing behind her?
Naeko Miike!
Both well-known beauties of the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division.
However—
This was getting out of hand.
Before Akashi could react, a firm hand suddenly yanked him backward.
He was swiftly pulled out of Yumi's grasp.
It was Ran, her expression a mix of protectiveness and mild exasperation.
She took several steps back, putting distance between Akashi and Yumi—
Effectively rescuing him from the overly enthusiastic clutches of the traffic police officer.
Leading the way, Miwako shot a sharp look at her overly enthusiastic colleague and warned,
"Yumi, stop harassing my witness!"
Yumi pouted playfully.
"Witness? What kind of testimony can a little kid like this even give?" She then grinned mischievously. "How about I help lighten your workload? You take care of the others, and I'll look after him."
Turning her gaze to Akashi, her eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Hey, kid, what's your name? Want to come play with big sis?"
Her laughter bubbled up, and her expression became even more animated.
At that moment, Naeko, who had been standing behind her, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the clearly tipsy Yumi by the arm.
"Senpai!" she whispered urgently.
Then, bowing slightly toward Miwako, she quickly apologized.
"I'm really sorry, Sato-senpai. Yumi-senpai and I went out drinking at KTV last night… she's still not completely sober. She won't act like this again."
But despite Naeko's efforts to hold her back, Yumi still tried to inch closer to Akashi.
Meanwhile, Conan, watching the scene unfold, felt his sense of reality start to crumble.
'Is that kid really that good-looking?'
Everywhere he went, women just threw themselves at him!
Miwako, on the other hand, pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.
She was speechless.
Her best friend was getting more and more out of control lately.
Ever since breaking up with her ex, she had been completely letting loose—
Drinking and singing at KTV with female officers from the Traffic Division one night, spending the next gambling at a mahjong parlor until dawn.
If she kept this up, it wouldn't end well!
But Miwako had no idea how to help her.
Matters of the heart weren't something an outsider could fix.
For now, she had no choice but to work with Naeko to drag Yumi into the Traffic Division office and shut the door behind her.
Afterward, she turned to the group and forced an awkward smile.
"Yumi's like this when she's drunk. Normally, she's not… quite so excessive."
But before anyone could respond—
Judy, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed FBI agent, chuckled.
"How interesting! I didn't expect female officers in Nihon to be so... lively!"
There was no mistaking the mocking undertone in her voice.
Miwako's expression darkened.
She clenched her jaw but didn't respond, instead choosing to continue leading the group toward the Criminal Investigation Department.
As they walked down the corridor, Miwako reached for the door handle to the office—
BANG!
The moment the door swung open, a pile of male police officers tumbled forward, crashing onto the floor in a heap.
Clearly, they had been pressing up against the door, trying to eavesdrop.
Ran reacted instantly, swiftly lifting Akashi out of the way to keep him from getting caught in the mess.
The rest of the group stood frozen in shock.
Seven or eight officers lay sprawled across the floor, completely dumbfounded.
It was painfully obvious what they had been doing.
These men had been peeping at Miwako the entire time!
Judy, unable to hold back, burst into laughter again.
"Haha! Interesting! I didn't expect your male officers to be so... amusing!"
Her sarcasm wasn't lost on anyone.
Judy suddenly recalled something James had once said.
Back in the U.S., the FBI had been hesitant to cooperate with the Nihongo police.
At the time, Judy had questioned why.
But now, looking at the utterly incompetent state of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, she finally understood.
If they ever did request cooperation, they'd probably just end up dragged down instead!
Honestly—
With a force this incompetent, no wonder they had to rely on high school detectives to solve their cases!
Meanwhile, Miwako's face only grew darker.
Her slender legs, clad in sleek high heels, shot out mercilessly—
KICK! KICK! KICK!
The officers yelped as they scrambled to their feet and scurried away under her furious assault.
She was humiliated!
And right in front of foreigner, no less!
This was beyond embarrassing!
Just then, Shiratori Ninzaburō, looking visibly anxious, rushed toward them from inside the office.
"Inspector Shiratori, what happened?" Miwako asked, still seething.
His expression was grim.
"The Metropolitan Police Department was hacked last night. Some files were stolen. We need to check if anything was caught on surveillance!"
The moment they heard this, Judy and Conan exchanged serious glances.
Depending on what files had been stolen, this could either be a minor issue—
Or a massive crisis.
How was the security here this weak?!
Hearing Shiratori's report, Miwako felt her headache worsen.
Not only had the department's reputation been utterly shattered in front of their foreign guests, but now they had a major security breach to deal with?!
She sighed internally.
At this point, it was pointless to care what Judy thought of them.
The sooner they finished taking statements, the better.
She just wanted them gone!