Chapter 19: Unexpected Encounter! Kaito Kid vs. The Black Organization!

“What on earth is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department doing?”

“This Asai Narumi—everything about him is wrong: his identity, name, gender, even his address!”

“Megure Juuzou, who initially took charge of this case, and then the Public Security Division chief who handled it afterward—are they all useless? They can’t even get these basic facts straight? Are they just here to collect a paycheck?”

Even the normally mild-tempered Vodka couldn’t help but slam the file folder onto the ground at this moment.

It wasn’t anything else—just infuriating, utterly infuriating!

None of the investigation information in the Metropolitan Police archives was accurate! This Mihocho police officer, Ume Yike, was a complete joke!

“I think I finally understand why that high school detective who got knocked down by Big Brother’s punch before was hailed as the ‘Savior of the Tokyo Police.’ No matter how weak he might be, he’s still a thousand times better than these useless fools!” Vodka muttered angrily under his breath.

Of course, he didn’t realize that, in the Black Organization’s operations team, he himself was also considered one of the incompetent.

It was just that since Gin usually led their missions, Vodka’s own performance never stood out.

Meanwhile, Chianti and Korn completely ignored whatever Vodka was saying.

The two of them, pointing towards the roller coaster at Tropical Land, whispered quietly.

“Korn, you really want to ride the roller coaster? We still have a mission…”

“Let’s finish the mission first, then buy some candy, Chianti. This mission should be pretty easy…”

Vodka suddenly turned his head sharply to look at these two so-called sleeping dragons and hidden phoenixes in the operations team.

He still couldn’t understand why Gin’s team had three snipers out of four members.

He didn’t even know who those three snipers were aiming at!

Now, Vodka deeply understood why whenever Gin took them on missions, he’d just light a cigarette on the side and disband the team immediately after the mission.

Beep, beep, beep.

The ringtone sounded from Vodka’s pocket.

He took out his flip phone and glanced at the sender.

“Found them, in Ekoda district.”

Sender: Kudou Rokudou

(Kudou Rokudou, a low-level Black Organization member, deceased in TV episodes 542-545 “Clash of Red and Black”)

“Though he’s an unassigned member, he’s quite capable.”

“Chianti, Korn, behave yourselves. We’re moving out!”

A dangerous smile curved on Vodka’s lips.

Though his chubby figure and large head slightly diminished his aura of menace, the unique killing intent typical of a Black Organization operative still added a few degrees of danger to Vodka’s presence in the eyes of outsiders.

Chianti and Korn, now receiving clear orders, also fell into line.

They simultaneously drew their pistols from their holsters, checked and prepared them, ready to apprehend the target.

———

Asai Narumi was completely unaware that the Black Organization had already set their sights on him.

After settling the grudges on Moon Shadow Island, he had reverted to his real name, Asao Narumi, changed affiliations, opened a clinic, and started a fresh medical career.

With his skills, being a hospital doctor was no problem.

He chose to run his own clinic mainly to conveniently treat Nara-kun whenever he was injured.

After all, though Nara Hikaru did good deeds, he was indeed a wanted man by the police. If anyone discovered his true identity, his activities would become difficult.

“…Ekoda High School, Kaito Kuroba?”

At this moment, Dr. Asai cautiously peeked out and looked at the high school boy chatting cheerfully with his childhood friend.

To him, Kaito Kuroba seemed like an ordinary teenager.

Aside from entertaining his childhood friend with some magic tricks and looking exactly like Shinichi Kudo, there was nothing special.

Still, since Nara Hikaru asked him to help find Kaito’s address, he intended to investigate further on his behalf.

Once Miss Koshimizu returned to Mihocho, the investigation here would probably be handed over to professionals.

Asai Narumi followed Kaito Kuroba and Nakamori Aoko along the path.

When Nakamori and Kaito parted ways at a fork in the road, he quickened his pace to catch up with Kaito’s figure.

But as Asai turned the corner, Kaito’s figure had mysteriously vanished.

While wondering where Kaito had gone, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

“So, miss, you’ve been following me for three days now. What exactly do you want?”

A young man’s unfamiliar voice sounded behind Asai.

Startled, Dr. Asai let out a small gasp and cautiously looked behind.

Sure enough, standing before him was his surveillance target, Kaito Kuroba.

The high school student seemed to have detected the tailing and had skillfully shaken him off, effortlessly appearing behind him to execute a perfect feint.

“If you need something, you can just come and find me…”

Kaito said lazily, hands resting behind his head.

Suddenly, he paused, eyes narrowing as he glanced at Asai’s Adam’s apple.

Then, Kaito respectfully straightened up.

Oh—so not a miss, but a mister… Wait, he hadn’t even noticed whether Asai was male or female.

This man’s cross-dressing skills were remarkable, as if he had been immersed in this art for years.

“Sorry, I was mistaken. Sir, is that jeep behind you trying to run you down?”

Kaito’s voice was full of surprise.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Asai by the collar and vanished from the spot.

A jeep roared past in an instant.

Inside the vehicle, Kudou Rokudou, Korn, and Chianti simultaneously got out.

Vodka, sitting in the driver’s seat, muttered to himself, full of doubt.

“Was that Shinichi Kudo beside the target just now? Did I missee, or is Shinichi Kudo really not dead?”

He doubted his eyesight.

But when it was time to get serious, Vodka didn’t hesitate.

He opened the jeep door, took out the key, and quickly caught up with the others to start pursuing Kaito Kuroba and Asai Narumi.

Though he didn’t know who the man resembling Shinichi Kudo beside Asai was, since they appeared together and ran at the sight of them, they might as well capture them both.

They’d deal with it later anyway!

Tap, tap, tap.

Hearing the urgent footsteps behind, Kaito Kuroba demonstrated his extraordinary skill in evading pursuit, easily shaking off the Black Organization tail.

Yet, from the professional aura of these people, he sensed none of them were ordinary.

Though he didn’t know why, it seemed he was now caught up in a serious mess.

“Bad luck… Hey, who are you texting?”

He glanced at the oddly agile cross-dresser beside him, only to see him pulling out his phone to send a message.

“…I’m sending a distress signal,” Asai Narumi whispered.

A message popped up on his phone.

“Five minutes.”

Sender: Nara Hikaru