Great Mangaka

"Excuse me, why do these three primates have no faces?"

A message, accompanied by a mosaic screenshot of three people, full of irony.

"Takumi, what are you doing!" Alice rushed to the computer and quickly tried to delete the message: "Didn't I ask you to appease the readers? Why are you provoking others?"

"Okay." Takumi stopped and smiled: "Relax, in fact, this kind of appeasement has a better effect."

He pointed to the computer, and within seconds, several replies appeared.

"First Floor: Damn it! My eyes!"

"Second Floor: The water I just drank splattered, hahaha, is Mirai-sensei Da Da getting blackened?"

"Third Floor: You guys upstairs are stupid! This is called pointing at the mulberry and cursing the locust tree!"

"Fourth Floor: It's incredible! Da Da is truly worthy of his reputation, and the rumors are backfiring!"

Alice was speechless. 'This method is really simple and direct. While cursing others, he exonerated himself. However, this effect is limited and must be judged and refuted soon.'

Indeed, just after the tenth floor, those who refuted him appeared.

"Eleventh Floor: Author, don't divert attention. The evidence is irrefutable. No matter how much you argue, it's useless."

"Twelfth Floor: Mirai-sensei, I'll never believe you again!"

Takumi calmly flipped through the messages. The more he looked at the replies, the more he was scolded. He sighed, not understanding why others were so picky. Detective Conan's popularity is due to the manga. 'Is the author's identity really that important?'

In fact, he doesn't care if others confront him. If it's fair and honest, he's happy to see opponents emerge. However, this does not mean that Takumi can tolerate others' conspiracies. The weaker people are, the easier it is to be bullied. When you have to be tough, you have to be tough.

Takumi decided to teach a lesson to whoever was conspiring against him, but first he had to know who the other party was.

He sent another message:

"From now on, within two days, whoever can help me find the identity of these three primates will receive a mysterious gift."

As soon as this message went out, countless people appeared all over the official website.

"Mysterious gift, Sensei, is it an autograph, a photo, or something else?"

"I think it should be an opportunity to meet him or have dinner with him. The Sensei must want to clarify his identity through this person, so there will be no more rumors in the future!"

"Really? Whoever can find out the identity of these three people will be able to meet the Sensei?"

"Are they really not Mirai-sensei?"

Takumi closed the official website. 'He believed someone would solve the mystery for him.'

There are too many loopholes in the images published online. There are thousands of Detective Conan readers. There will always be someone able to find the loopholes and discover the truth. As long as they find out who those three people are, they will be ruined without Takumi doing anything.

"Is it appropriate?" Alice asked, a little worried: "Kurosawa said there are hackers among your fans. What if they act?"

Takumi smiled: "I didn't ask the hackers to act. I asked readers for help. Whatever means they use, it can't be related to me."

He wasn't worried at all, because even if it was a hacker, it didn't matter. It wasn't an invasion of any organization's website. At most, he was just looking for internet speculators. 'What kind of problems could it cause?'

"Mirai-sensei has spoken."

In a rented house, Miyuki put down her instant noodles and quickly typed: "Now it's time for our guards to take action. Which of you is good at decoding mosaics? Remove all the mosaics from those photos!"

"Miyuki, decoding mosaics is very troublesome!"

Someone immediately replied: "Many of those photos are Photoshopped. If we follow the source to find the editor, won't there be any problem?"

"Ni-san, your method is too slow."

Someone else came out to refute: "I observed the photos. The three people appeared in cafes, plazas, and other places many times. As long as the surveillance footage from those places is stolen, their true identities will be clear."

"Wait, I have a better solution...".

The chat room was full of discussions. What they were saying was scary, but Miyuki was very happy.

"Well, stop arguing, everyone, move!" She wrote: "Let's see who's faster!"

"Us... Are we going to compete too?"

"Miyuki, don't joke. How can we compete with a super hacker like you?"

Miyuki raised her lips and continued typing: "I have a bowl of instant noodles in my hand. I won't start until I finish it. How about it? I'll be a few minutes late."

There was no response in the chat. Miyuki knew that her companions had already started working against the clock. She calmly ate her instant noodles, thinking about how to find out the identity of the three people.

She suddenly remembered something, turned around, took out her phone, opened her text messages, and looked at the one at the top.

"Miyuki, I've been busy with something these past two days. I'll have dinner with you in a few days."

"Sender: The idiot Mach."

Miyuki remembered that Mach's The Detective Sherlock lost to Detective Conan. 'Could it be that this idiot hired an online hacker?'

Although she considered it unlikely, Miyuki continued eating her noodles while slowly looking at the photos online. After looking at more than a dozen photos, she was stunned: 'No...'

The more she looked at the photos, the more she felt that one of the men looked like Mach. Although his figure had changed, his movements and walking posture were very consistent.

'Did that guy really give his photos to a network speculator to Photoshop them? Miyuki's head spun. She had long believed that Mach had mental problems, but this was too serious. Why was he committing suicide repeatedly?'

And knowing the identity of one of them, she could find the remaining two with a superficial investigation. Miyuki hesitated. 'Should she expose the photos? If she exposed them, Mach would be doomed.'

In any case, this seemed unethical.

"Well..."

After finishing her noodles, Miyuki thought about it carefully. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the messages, and then at Detective Conan by the bed.

"Or expose him!"

she applauded. There was no other option. It was too annoying to hold that guy back. And he was deliberately trying to frame Mirai-sensei. 'Her uncles couldn't stand it!'

Of course, the most important thing was that Miyuki was very interested in the mysterious gift. 'Would she be able to meet Mirai-sensei, as the internet said? The talented mangaka with the same name had piqued Miyuki's interest.' She wanted to consult Hinotori Publishing's database several times, but finally held herself back.

For Miyuki, the more interesting something is, the more careful you have to be when manipulating it.