Reporter: "Mr. Daidouji, many people say your policy platform is too radical. What's your opinion?" Daidouji Sousuke: "The more they oppose me, the more it proves I'm right." Reporter: "And some people say that after you joined the Metropolitan Police Department, the level of crime in Japan suddenly escalated. What's your opinion on this?" Daidouji Sousuke: "This proves that our law enforcement methods are still too lenient and haven't deterred criminals." Reporter: "Then could you explain why your election opponents are often involved in inexplicable murder cases? How do you control all of this?" Daidouji Sousuke: "Sorry, no comment." Watching this finally revealing scoundrel leave, Daidouji Sousuke sternly ordered: "Come on, take Conan to this reporter's house for two days..."

In Class 1-A of Tokyo Advanced Nurturing High School, there was a student who became the talk of the school from the very first day. He was effortlessly cool, even doing his cleaning duties, eating lunch, and standing as punishment in the hallway. Every move he made exuded—Cool! Cooler! Coolest! This student, who embodied coolness and elegance to the extreme, was named—Sakamoto. He casually pushed up his glasses: "I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"