[Detective Conan] Parallel Worlds

At a Ferris wheel in Tokyo, Japan, crowds surged as a long police cordon kept people away, separating them from the scene and from life and death. Everyone prayed silently for a miracle, but fate had been set from the very beginning. A thunderous crash rang out. The Ferris wheel cabin at the top finally shattered in a burst of flames, leaving nothing but debris scattered across the ground. The gears of fate began to turn, and the struggle between red and black began. Death or rebirth? Continuation: Footsteps raced through a pitch-black alley. A middle-aged man ran in panic, glancing behind him again and again, his eyes full of terror, as if some ferocious beast were on his heels. "You can really run, can't you? You wasted a lot of my time." A slightly husky voice sounded lazy, yet laced with menace. The middle-aged man started, then abruptly stopped and turned toward the alley's exit, trembling all over. A man in black with sunglasses and curly hair stood there, perfectly still, the dark barrel of his gun aimed at him. Even through the sunglasses, the middle-aged man could feel the man's undisguised murderous intent. "...I'm sorry. I just wanted to make a little extra money. I didn't mean to find out about that..." His voice cut off. The middle-aged man's face was still frozen in disbelief. The bullet hole in his forehead, blood welling from it, was the only proof that he was dead. Then footsteps suddenly sounded from the end of the alley. The curly-haired man looked up. A man with pale blond hair, purplish-gray eyes, and dark skin stepped into view. Smiling, he clapped twice. "Congratulations on passing the Organization's final test. From this moment on..." "Laphroaig." "That is your codename." How can a pure white dove mingle with a flock of black crows? It's simple. Dye every last feather black, and no one will notice. But don't forget: the heart beating in your chest will always be a vivid red. Personal settings: The four members of the Police Academy group. Jinpei Matsuda is on the red side, while Bourbon is pure black. Hiromitsu Morofushi is an undercover agent for the Japanese Public Security Bureau. Everything else stays the same. This is a Matsuda-Toru-Matsuda story. Theme: Never forget your original purpose