How Well the Police Academy Squad and the Guardian Eggs Go Together

[Highlights] 1. Primarily Detective Conan. The timeline has been changed, and Wataru Date's death flag has been removed. 2. 50% content protection ratio. [Synopsis] Karasuma Kaoru is a rookie public security officer who has just started her job. One morning, she wakes up to find three Guardian Eggs. One pitch-black egg wiggles its butt. Crack! A cocky little guy with curly hair and sunglasses bursts out of the shell! Karasuma Kaoru: "!" From then on, Karasuma Kaoru uses her perfectly reasonable cheat abilities to indiscriminately trample everyone on her way up the career ladder :) Victim No. 1, wearily lighting a cigarette: I'm an FBI ace, a lone hero who faked his death and went into hiding. My secret identity has been exposed, and my underage sister and my mom, who's turned into a middle schooler, have both been dragged into this mess. Victim No. 2, looking dead-eyed: I'm a public security elite and Mr. Furuya's right-hand man. Ever since Karasuma Kaoru joined, I've been used as a negative example every day. Soon I'll be worked to death by my subordinates and my boss. Victim No. 3, sporting huge dark circles: I'm the Moonlight Magician, the mysterious and elegant Kaito-sama. Being handcuffed with silver cuffs was bad enough, but after I was recruited, they made me a wage slave and squeezed me dry. Does nobody remember that I'm underage?! Victim No. 4, stripped of his spotlight: I'm a hugely popular man of three faces, a public security agent who spent seven years undercover in the Black Organization, enduring hardship and carrying on with the ideals and convictions of my deceased friends. But in reality... my old friends tease and mock me every day, passing judgment on my attempts to look cool. Victim No. 5, who prefers to remain anonymous: I'm a 144-year-old living fossil, and now my disgraceful descendants have sent me off to eat pork cutlet rice. Is that any way to treat me?! [☆Check out the upcoming story: Gin's Little Sister Here, Pay Up] 1. My name is Kurosawa Aya. I'm a member of a large criminal organization, codename Kina. As far back as I can remember, my brother and I grew up in a brutal murder training camp. My dream is to break out of this hell alongside my brother, become the boss, and establish Japan's number one gang: one with clear prices, that pays its taxes, fights crime, and protects the innocent! To build my gang, I used friendship and bonds to poach members from the organization, falsified expenses, and raised funds through scratch tickets... but I was still spending more than I earned. Then one night, I climbed onto the roof and raised my right fist to the shooting stars. "By blood and soul, I, Kurosawa Aya, hereby swear: I will build a world where good people sleep soundly and evildoers live in fear!" "Grant me money and strength, so I can raise this righteous blade of the underworld!" Rumble, rumble A shooting star crashed down! [Positive Energy System] binding successful. Host, do good deeds to earn rewards deposited into your account. 2. My eyes lit up, and I threw myself into doing good deeds: First, I rescued a young police officer from a bomb that suddenly went off! The bomb squad was stunned: She threw the bomb a hundred meters into the lake with her bare hands. Is she a gorilla? Next, I stopped a man in a knit cap who was crossing against the light on the zebra crossing! The FBI agent whose attempt to fake an accident failed: ? She saw through him? Then, during the organization's criminal operations, I made sure my subordinates obeyed the law and didn't kill innocent people. The undercover agents forced to go straight: This has to be another test from the organization! ...And just like that, my account balance soared, my power grew day by day, and my subordinates began giving me increasingly complicated looks, repeatedly wavering between suspicion and trust. 3. At last, on the night the Black Organization was dismantled, the "Number One Gang in Japan" that I had founded burst onto the scene. I patted my capable subordinate with blond hair and dark skin on the shoulder. "I want to register a legitimate association. You're familiar with the process, right?" His pupils shrank. "...You know?" I looked innocent. "Know what? I don't know." Of course, I know he's a cop, but I won't say so. That way, he'll have to stay undercover and work for me for the rest of his life. [Main story is in third person] Theme: Become the person you want to be.