When Megure Detective and his team arrived, 45 minutes had passed in the exam.

Aruchi Yuzu was the first to reach the 200-serving goal.

Yukihira Soma gritted his teeth silently: Damn it, only 45 minutes. Aruchi is definitely no ordinary person.

It’s great to be able to come to Totsuki Academy and meet so many interesting people my age.

The man surnamed Miyashita was anesthetized near the main gate. Todoroki Gin directly surrounded him with people, and communication with the police was conducted outside the line.

The scene was well-protected, and the information was collected so thoroughly that the police felt somewhat useless.

The police, holding the report comparing personnel information, found they didn’t even have a chance to act as assistants.

There was still something to be done, but they had to wait for the anesthetized culprit to wake up. Although everyone could guess the motive, questioning was still necessary.

“Speaking of which, why does that girl have access to personnel information?!”

A police officer with black curly hair waved the report, questioning, “And an incident has occurred, although it was an attempted crime. You don’t let us question the important witness, and you calmly continue the exam. You’re quite bold.”

Todoroki Gin stood at the entrance to the exam hall, “She’s just a child who’s well-protected by her family. She’s done everything she could. Everything is recorded on the security cameras, including the beginning and end of the crime and my student’s explanation. I think if you have any questions, you can ask me, the person in charge.”

The black-haired officer, Matada Jinpei, asked again, “Then how did she discover the culprit’s poisoning? Even the supervisors who were constantly monitoring the cameras didn’t notice. Could a student taking an important exam notice someone ten meters away dropping poison from their fingernail?”

“It wasn’t ten meters; it was five. He had already placed the poison at five meters. The supervisors were constantly watching the number of dishes taken. I could see it because I have good eyesight.”

After reaching 200 servings, Aruchi Yuzu didn’t continue making new pudding flowers. She left the counter and walked towards the entrance where the police were gathered.

She handed the last pudding flower to Matada Jinpei, “As for why I had the time to watch for poisoning during such an important exam, try it and you’ll know.”

The smooth pudding, wrapped in caramel and caramel chocolate cream, melted silently in the mouth. The rich aroma of eggs and milk filled the palate. Even after Matada Jinpei finished eating the flower branch, the intertwined fragrance lingered on his tongue.

With such skill, she certainly didn’t need to worry about the exam results.

Matada Jinpei then asked, “Then how did you get access to the Metropolitan Police Department’s database?”

Aruchi Yuzu “ummed,” “That’s a collaboration between the Dream Research Institute and the Japanese police. If you have the authority, ask your superior’s superior.”

Matada Jinpei was angered by this attitude. Taking off his sunglasses, he bluntly asked Todoroki Gin, “Is this the well-protected child you mentioned?”

Todoroki Gin calmly replied, “Yes, her family is just quite wealthy and influential.”

Edogawa Conan, who was openly eavesdropping, showed a speechless expression: Hey, hey, even the Suzuki Zaibatsu wouldn’t have that kind of authority. What is that girl’s identity?!

Aruchi Yuzu glanced at Edogawa Conan, then looked up, “I’ve said everything I need to say. Anything else isn’t as clear as the surveillance footage. Don’t bother me, a minor, with anything else. Oh, when this person wakes up, remember to ask him for me.”

“Why did he choose my pudding flower?”

Aruchi Yuzu genuinely felt innocent.

Even if she didn’t do it, poison appearing in her dessert was still a scandal. Aruchi Yuzu, whose family runs an entertainment company, knew the internet too well.

“Oh, I’m so hungry; I haven’t eaten anything yet.”

Aruchi Yuzu weakly moved, her eyes eagerly scanning the food in her classmates’ hands.

Tadokoro Megumi’s stall was right next to Aruchi Yuzu’s. Seeing Aruchi Yuzu’s exhausted state, she shyly offered her small piece of oden, “If you don’t mind, Aruchi-san, you can try my oden.”

Aruchi Yuzu happily accepted, “Megumi is an angel!”

The warm oden, light, fresh, and warming, was delicious. Aruchi Yuzu held the empty bamboo skewer in one hand and covered half her face with the other, overjoyed!

Tadokoro Megumi, watching Aruchi Yuzu being fed, covered her face with both hands, too, feeling overjoyed!

With her energy restored, Aruchi Yuzu hummed a little tune, taking out the remaining unused fondant and various shaping tools from her tool bag.

Her fingers flew, and soon, a small human figure the size of her palm took shape.

Aruchi Yuzu’s identity was a mystery; Edogawa Conan couldn’t suppress his curiosity, so he clung to Aruchi Yuzu’s counter, taking advantage of his childlike appearance.

He soon discovered that Aruchi Yuzu began to dress and style the flesh-colored figurine, adding details to the face, and the figurine became increasingly familiar.

More students began completing their tasks. Aruchi Yuzu’s figurine was also finished, a perfect replica of Edogawa Conan without his glasses.

Edogawa Conan couldn’t help but wonder if she was sculpting Edogawa Conan or young Kudo Shinichi.

Cold sweat ran down his back as he watched Aruchi Yuzu take a bamboo skewer from Tadokoro Megumi, sticking it into the figurine. He knew it was to make a lollipop handle for easy holding, but Edogawa Conan still felt a chill down his spine.

He tentatively cheered, “Yuzu-neesan, did you sculpt me? Wow! I’m so happy!”

Aruchi Yuzu moved the fondant figurine aside, her gaze focusing on Edogawa Conan.

“Eh? You think it’s you?”

The light tone made Edogawa Conan’s bad feeling even stronger. He watched Aruchi Yuzu leave the counter and squat in front of him.

“Here, it’s a gift.”

Edogawa Conan sweetly thanked her, “Really? Thank you, Yuzu-neesan!”

As soon as he received the fondant figurine, he heard Aruchi Yuzu whisper in his ear, “Kuroba Kaito?”

Edogawa Conan couldn’t hide his dumbfounded expression. Aruchi Yuzu confirmed her guess, “Then it must be Kudo Shinichi. My dear baby bottle buddy, we haven’t seen each other for over ten years. Why are you still using a baby bottle?”

Edogawa Conan: …

Edogawa Conan: !!!

“Yuzu-neesan, what are you talking about? If you miss Shinichi-nii, I can give you his LINE~”

Aruchi Yuzu decided to take back her hard work, “Don’t flatter yourself.”

At this point, Edogawa Conan, whether he liked it or not, had to admit that Aruchi Yuzu might be very certain of his identity.

He no longer used a high-pitched voice, asking with some frustration and worry, “Was it matched in the database? Did you hide the results? Why?”

Aruchi Yuzu rotated the fondant figurine she had taken back, pondering, “Ummm… the person who made a fake identity for you is Dr. Agasa, right? He has a position in the Dream Research Institute’s creative department.”

Edogawa Conan was very surprised by this. He seemed completely unaware of this, as Dr. Agasa’s public image was only that of an inventor who created strange inventions, always causing explosions and creating a pile of scrap metal. No one would have thought he would be connected to the Dream Research Institute.

Hey, Dr. Agasa, you even hid this from me.

Edogawa Conan screamed internally.

Then, even more unexpected words followed.

“Let me reintroduce myself.”

“Aruchi Yuzu.”

“The head of the Dream Research Institute.”

…

A bolt from the blue.

The head of the Dream Research Institute is a 16-year-old student! What kind of joke is this!

Aruchi Yuzu seemed displeased with his incredible expression, “Surprised by my age? The three core researchers at the Dream Research Institute are all under 20. I’m just the person in charge of external collaborations. Is that so shocking?”

“All under 20… The outside world believes that’s a deliberate false statement; otherwise, it’s too exaggerated. After all, those epoch-making inventions…”

Aruchi Yuzu interrupted him softly, “Let me reiterate, there is only one core of the Dream Research Institute: leading time and space, transcending time and space. This place gathers people who subvert all modern science and common sense.”

“Absolute geniuses.”

…

The two spoke softly; even the nearest camera couldn’t pick up their voices.

Therefore, those still watching the venue on the screen, including the headmaster, Totsuki graduates, and the current Elite Ten, only saw:

Aruchi Yuzu kindly gave the child a fondant figurine; the carving technique was exquisite.

Aruchi Yuzu smiled kindly and beautifully.

Aruchi Yuzu squatted down and talked gently and kindly with the child.

Aruchi Yuzu snatched the fondant figurine from the child’s hand.

Aruchi Yuzu bit the head of the fondant figurine, which looked exactly like the child, right in front of the child’s “ah” gasp.

Aruchi Yuzu tilted her head, turned and left, her expression even making people imagine a cold snort.

The child’s expression was extremely terrified.

Everyone: …

Aruchi Yuzu met Todoroki Gin, who seemed hesitant to speak, at the gate.

After some thought, he said, “Aruchi-san, although the exam is over, we shouldn’t tease the diners like that, especially a child.”

Aruchi Yuzu suddenly realized that she might have become a bully who bullied a child in the surveillance footage.

Thinking of the fake child who was a year older than her, she couldn’t help but twitch her eyebrow.

“It was the little boy who asked me to take it. He said that if his sister knew he had cavities and still ate candy, she would spank him, but he couldn’t bear to give the candy away himself, so he asked me to take it for him.”

Todoroki Gin: … What should I do? Should I believe her?

Aruchi Yuzu looked earnest, as if swearing, “If you don’t believe me, you can ask Conan, right, Conan?”

Edogawa Conan, who had quickly slipped over to listen because he felt their gazes were on him: …

He reacted quickly and shouted, “Yes! That’s right! I asked Yuzu to take the candy for me!”

Todoroki Gin: To be honest, I think he’s being threatened.