Detective Conan: The Metropolitan Police's Mad Dog Is on the Move

Also known as: The Police Department's Mad Dog Wants to Fall in Love If you asked Hayato Kiyotani, who became a police inspector at the Police Department at age 27, how he felt about suddenly getting a System, what would he say? Hayato Kiyotani rubbed his chin. "A bit annoying!" System: Shut up! I haven't even complained about you! Look at other Systems' Hosts! Rising stars in the police force! The pride of the police! The shining moon of the Police Department! And you?! The System roared like a dragon: The Police Department's mad dog!! You've ruined the System's reputation!! Hayato Kiyotani yawned. "Time to clock out." Hayato Kiyotani: Tell me, how do you know if you like someone? Friend: If you could only have dinner with one person, who would you choose? A certain blond-haired, dark-skinned man instantly came to mind. Hayato Kiyotani licked his lips. His friend fell silent for a moment. "Are you thinking about having dinner, or eating him?" Hayato Kiyotani: I'm not! I didn't! Don't make things up! When I first watched Detective Conan, I liked calling him Tooru. But after watching Zero the Enforcer, I wanted to call him Rei Furuya even more. Whenever I read fanfiction and the heroine entered the Detective Conan world, she always had to have two secret identities and move between the red and black sides. Otherwise, she wasn't a proper chaos-loving spectator. Most heroines were also more comfortable waiting for Zero to pursue them: he chases, she runs, and she can't escape. So I want to write a story where the heroine honestly expresses herself, pursues love on her own initiative, stays firmly on the red side, and believes it's everyone's duty to fight evil! Because destruction will always be easier than protection. PS: The timeline is a wild mix. I moved Zero's story earlier because I couldn't resist having her meet Tooru sooner. Please spare me, doge. Another PS: This is my first story, so please leave lots of comments, friends! Love you! Core message: Mutual salvation. Love all of someone, not just one side of them