"Hey?"
If just now, Conan was a fish that swam around in the water, bumped into a hook and opened his mouth to bite it, then now, he was an active door-to-door fish that jumped out of the water, and couldn't wait to bite it enthusiastically even if the hook was just dangling in mid-air.
His eyes lit up, and in contrast, he sank into a grave and serious expression, "No wonder you..."
No wonder Ichijō Mirai is acting strange today, like he's not so worried about the organization, it's because he's found another clue about Rum.
It's probably a big clue!
"You were going to tell me later, so you let me have fun today?" Conan responded again, urging, "Tell me now, tell me now!"
There's nothing fun about being a kid, and playing at an amusement park isn't very fun, especially with Mouri Ran there, who's just a kid.
But finding the clues to the organization and getting the antidote to restore his identity as a high school student is a great joy!
Ichijō Mirai looks sideways at the others.
They were almost at the end of the ticket checking line, with Mouri Korogō and Dr. Agasa at the front, the children in the middle, Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko behind the children, and then Conan and Ichijō Mirai.
Individually, the children and the players have something in common, and in the queue, Genta and Mitsuhiko are a bit of a troupe, either jumping around and making faces or chattering away, not because they're bears, of course, but because one of the children, Haibara Ai, seems to be in pretty bad shape and is being cared for in a worried half-hug by Ayumi, while they try to cheer up their companions.
Suzuki Sonoko also saw that one of the children was not feeling well, so she didn't say anything to the two active children, but just watched them intently with her arms folded, stopping them when their voices got too loud and pulling them back when they were about to leave the group.
Mouri Ran was digging through the pre-prepared tour plan and when she finally found it, she breathed a sigh of relief and noticed that Haibara Ai looked uncomfortable, so she bent down to ask a few gentle questions and went forward to talk to Dr. Agasa.
She asked if she wanted to take a rest, and Dr. Agasa glanced at Haibara Ai, then carefully at Ichijō Mirai, and waved his hands with a dry smile.
At that moment, it was his turn to check the tickets, so he waved to the children and pushed Ayumi and Haibara Ai in first.
Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran walked at the end of the children, watching them all go in, and after making sure that no children were suddenly lost at random, she turned her attention to Ichijō Mirai and, with renewed cheerfulness, inquired, "What's wrong, Mr. Mirai."
It was the first time she had turned her head since Ichijō Mirai had looked over to check them out, but her tone was extraordinarily natural as if she had turned her head several times to know that Ichijō Mirai was looking at them and wanting to talk.
Ichijō Mirai thought about how often he seemed to be looking over at Suzuki Sonoko before, and she looked over at him extra keenly. He paused, leading Conan into the ticket gate, and as he did so, he said, "I'm going to go get drinks and desserts for Conan and I. We'll probably be a bit long, so if anyone asks us,"
"I'll help explain~" Suzuki Sonoko smiled with her eyes curled up, "Then we'll go ahead and line up, don't worry about it,"
She turned her head to look at the children, carefully raising her hand to protect her cheek to block her mouth, and said quietly with a bit of a headache, "Buy more of what the children like to eat, they're too lively, aren't they, so scary energetic... Anyway, please Mirai-san!"
Ichijō Mirai nods and leads Conan away from the group towards the side of the drink store.
The overall decor of the drink store is the same as the amusement park, it's a childish style that kids would love, even the tables and chairs are all in the shape of cute animals, and there's probably a lot of traffic, in addition to the bar where you can order drinks, there's also an area that can be used as a dining room, but now it's just after lunch, when the amusement park is less crowded, there's not a single customer in there.
"I got the new lead on Rum because of Gin," Ichijō Mirai said nonchalantly, dropping his eyes without moving to watch Conan's expression, "You'll remember I told you once back at the villa that I was interested in Rum,"
He paused.
There was an abominable suspicion that he was being a bit of a stalker, and Conan immediately interjected, "I don't know much about Rum."
At the answer, Ichijō Mirai's expression didn't change, he still had the serious look of a serious conversation, but he was relieved: ok, the 'at the villa, he was casually teasing Conan by holding out Rum as a cat teaser' thing didn't automatically change when the game was made real.
He continued on, only to pause again and again, "Gin and I actually see each other as often as we do... it's just that, not too long ago, Gin he..."
"What?" Conan was too eager, too anxious, too eager to share a zip file of information with Ichijō Mirai in a single click to listen to what seemed to be slow, hesitant words, "Gin went to you?"
"The organization has a mission?!"
Ichijō Mirai once again breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: ok, it seems that Gin's hiding skill is good, even if the reality has been changed to 'Gin is watching over him every inch of the way', he hasn't been discovered by Conan yet.
...It's probably because Conan never went up to the second floor even though he came to the dessert store, and Gin, assuming that Ichijō Mirai went out to hunt, chose not to disturb him either actively or under duress, and thus staggered away from him.
This was advantageous to Ichijō Mirai, who ruled out the worst and became even more immobile, "Well, but unlike previous missions, this one, is a protection mission, a protection mission related to Rum."
"And it's a mission that involves many important members of the Codename Organization, and next, many members of the Organization will be coming to Tokyo to sort it out again and again to make sure that there won't be any more prominent black figures, and it's for the protection of the big shot who's going to come to Tokyo for an inspection."
Huh?
Conan was stunned, he looked up and locked eyes with Ichijō Mirai, his steps stopped without him even realizing it, and after a few seconds he asked in an incredulous tone of voice, not quite sure, "The big shot..."
"Is it Rum?!"
It's Rum who is suspected to be the mysterious leader of a mysterious organization?!
This mission is Ichijō Mirai's idea of a 'protection mission', but the 'food delivery mission' is the real name, and the process is to roast Rum with a layer of honey and cumin and chili and deliver it to the mouths of the righteous protagonists as a roasted suckling pig, so that the righteous people can eat it comfortably and happily.
Rum is the leader.
Ignoring the fact that he's the nominal leader, he's the leader, so of course he has to take responsibility for the organization's misdeeds by writing 'Receipt confirmed by the culprit' on the debt bond that the organization filled out for their bloodshed.
Since the culprits have been resolved, the big head is resolved, the remaining scattered members of the organization, even if a few dead, alive without seeing the body of a few, unable to account for some of the secrets, but also does not matter, bear the humiliation of undercover into the organization's undercover agents can be transformed into a brightly bright back into the sun.
This is the most direct and effective way to bite the bullet and say that you are a clean and bright person, Ichijō Mirai nodded without changing his face and said seriously: "It's Rum."
"I suspect that 'Rum' is 'that gentleman'."
"From the time I went undercover in the organization," He pronounced the word undercover with a heavy bite, "I have never met the head of the organization, even if there was a time when I was extraordinarily in the organization."
Here, Ichijō Mirai paused imperceptibly, a subtle flicker of hesitation passing over his face as Conan watched.
If Conan hadn't been staring urgently at Ichijō Mirai, he probably wouldn't have noticed.
Soon, Ichijō Mirai spoke again, "I didn't tell you before, but when I went undercover into the organization, it wasn't the usual case of the police changing their name to become a completely new person, and trying to find a way to get involved with the black forces to join them, but rather, I disguised myself as my younger brother."
"We're twins, identical in appearance, born closer and more in tune with each other than normal people," he said, "so even if we don't live together for a long period of time, I'll be able to disguise myself as him."
"...He's 'Satan'."
"S-" Conan hesitated quickly, deciding not to interrupt Ichijō Mirai and listen to the whole thing before explaining that he actually knew, and feigned surprise, ''Satan'?!"
He stared at Ichijō Mirai intently.
As he spoke, Ichijō Mirai shifted his gaze, as if in remembrance, and his eyes fell vaguely on the animal seat to the side, and upon hearing the very standard tone of surprise, his already lowered eyes lowered further and further, but his tone remained just as serious as it had been just moments before, without a hint of dissimulation, "You heard me correctly, it's 'Satan', we're twins."
"After his death, I disguised myself as him and joined the organization."