Conan: I Am the Moriarty of This World ( CCT )

A traffic cop pulls over a speeding car in downtown Tokyo. The driver rolls down the window, hands her a thousand yen, and says, “Keep the change.” When she demands his licence, he explains — perfectly cheerfully — that he doesn’t have one. They wouldn’t let him take the test. Something about his head not being right. His name is Sumitomo Shouichi. He is the heir to one of Japan’s oldest banking dynasties, and the entire country has agreed he is insane. They are wrong. He simply woke up in the world of *Detective Conan* twenty years ago and decided that if he was going to be stuck in a manga where people die at every wedding, festival, and ski lodge in the country, he was at least going to be *rich*.Nobody knows he transmigrated. Nobody knows he read this story to the end. What they know is that Sumitomo Shouichi buys cinemas from men who conveniently commit suicide, produces blockbuster films two years before anyone else thinks of them, and walks into crime scenes uninvited to correct Mouri Kogorou’s deductions with a smile. The Metropolitan Police call him a nuisance. Inspector Megure calls him a headache. Suzuki money calls him a rival. And in a bar where the drinks are all codenames, they call him **Cointreau** — the Boss’s personal executioner, the man handed the job of hunting traitors and moles inside the Black Organization. Gin doesn’t like him. Gin is also careful never to say so twice. Vermouth works for his entertainment company now, and complains about the hours. Vodka has learned to lower his voice when Shouichi enters a room. He isn’t hunting the Organization. He’s *acquiring* it. But Edogawa Conan is watching the man who always arrives before the body is cold. Haibara Ai has recognized the codename and cannot work out why he keeps her alive. Akai Shuuichi is running the numbers on a civilian who shouldn’t have a file. And in London, a blond high-school detective named Hakuba Saguru has finally settled on the right word for him. Not suspect. Not rival.*Professor Moriarty.*”I’ve never broken a single law,” Shouichi says, adjusting his cuffs while the police tape goes up behind him. “Ask anyone. I’m mentally ill — they wrote it down. And a man who isn’t responsible for himself can hardly be responsible for all of you.”**Genre:** Anime & Comics — Fan-Fiction | Mystery | Urban**Tags:** Detective Conan, Transmigration, Knows the Future, Amoral Protagonist, Evil Protagonist, Business Empire, Black Organization, Comedy, Clever Protagonist, Mystery Solving, Modern Day, Japan, Crime, Manipulative Protagonist, Overpowered Protagonist, No Harem, Weak to Strong, Slice of Life, Anti-Hero, Male Protagonist — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Conan: I Am the Moriarty of This World ( CCT ) — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠