Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 155 Conan's Whimsical Ideas

At 2 a.m. in Tokyo, the sky had already changed and the moon had already risen.

The high-hanging full moon had disappeared at some point, and the temperature plummeted.

Soon, fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the snowfall increased over time, replacing the rainy season.

Shinichi Kudo, covered in sweat, looked completely out of place among the others, clutching their clothes and practically wanting to wrap themselves in blankets.

"Shinichi, are you alright?"

Inspector Megure looked at Shinichi Kudo with some concern. The boy had been acting like this ever since he got off the helicopter, and he had no idea what was wrong with him.

Is the CPU burnt out?

"It's nothing, I guess the temperature just dropped too quickly and I caught a bit of a cold," Shinichi Kudo said, trying to sound calm. He waved his hand and asked, "How much longer until we get to my house?"

"It'll be soon. Make sure you get some rest when you get home."

"I see."

A few minutes later, the car stopped, and Inspector Megure dropped Shinichi Kudo off before drifting away.

He'll be working through the night again tonight because he still needs to write a report on the helicopter deployment.

Fortunately, Shinichi Kudo didn't fire his gun, otherwise the report would have been several times longer.

Once the taillights were out of sight, Shinichi Kudo, leaning against the wall, arrived at Professor Agasa's house and rang the doorbell.

Soon, Professor Agasa, who had heard the bell, rushed out: "What's wrong with you? Are you going to turn back?" A hint of excitement suddenly appeared in Professor Agasa's worried eyes. He hadn't filmed the time when the size increased, but this time he was prepared and determined to film the whole process of shrinking.

"Please sit down first. I'll go get the camera and record the process of you shrinking."

After helping Shinichi Kudo to sit down in the living room, Professor Agasa made no attempt to hide anything and told the truth.

Shinichi Kudo was a little shy, but he clearly knew the importance of this matter and nodded vigorously.

After Professor Agasa left, Shinichi Kudo felt waves of pain wash over him.

Although it was cold outside, it seemed to have some effect on suppressing the pain. Now that I'm in the warm indoors, the pain from the impending shrinkage is very noticeable.

"what--"

Shinichi Kudo screamed in agony, the pain seeming several times greater than last time.

Dr. Agasa frantically searched for the camera: "Strange, I remember the camera was right here."

A few minutes later, Professor Agasa finally found the camera and then hurriedly ran back.

"Shinichi, hang in there a little longer, I'll turn it on."

Shinichi Kudo's ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear anything Professor Agasa was saying. The pain nearly made him faint.

"Alright!" Professor Agasa quickly turned on the camera and aimed it at Shinichi Kudo, ready to record. But then he found that the wailing had suddenly stopped, and Shinichi Kudo was no longer in the camera's view. Instead, a primary school student was being hit in the face with a high school uniform.

"Conan?"

Professor Agasa almost burst into tears. This is too fast! It takes almost ten seconds to grow bigger, but it only takes less than a second to shrink. This is not scientific!
"Ah, Professor Agasa." Conan exhaled white smoke, opened his mouth with difficulty, and exhaled a breath of white mist, looking somewhat like a steampunk.

"Drink water"

"I understand." Professor Agasa nodded and went to pour water, his heart filled with emotion. After today, he would definitely install cameras in every corner of his house so that he wouldn't miss such precious moments again!

half an hour.

Conan, wrapped in a bath towel, drank hot water, his forehead burning hot, and kept blowing his nose.

My cold seems to be getting worse.
"Dr. Agasa, do you have any effective medicine for the cold?"

"Of course not, but I can try to look into it, but you won't need it this time."

"You even have hangover cures, but you don't have any effective cold medicine?"

"Of course!" Professor Agasa looked at Conan with an expression of utter disdain for a slacker. "A cold and being drunk are two different things. Alcohol can be broken down and digested by medication, while a cold is caused by a virus invading the immune system. The two cannot be equated." Conan smacked his lips; a cold really is awful.

Speaking of which, Uncle Xia Chuan's folk remedy is very effective.

However, the price was a bit high, as he had to fall into a coma and have diarrhea. Since he had already had diarrhea once in the evening, Conan felt that having diarrhea wasn't so unacceptable.

As the saying goes, there's no such thing as zero times or countless times. Having experienced two bouts of diarrhea, Conan is now incredibly thick-skinned. In any case, only Professor Agasa knows the truth, and given their friendship, Professor Agasa wouldn't lie about it.

Moreover, it's possible that if you take Natsukawa's folk remedy followed by Dr. Agasa's hangover cure, you can shorten the diarrhea time to two minutes.

It seems like I could give it a try.
On Xia Chuan's side.

"So, you're planning to send me to that magicians' gathering?"

Frank nodded in correction: "It's a gathering of magic enthusiasts."

A while ago you asked me to keep an eye on Kaito Kuroba. I noticed that he joined a chat room for magic enthusiasts, and out of curiosity, I joined that chat group too.

After hanging out in the group for a while, I found that everyone was nice and interesting. They would occasionally share some magic knowledge, and I gradually grew to like this chat room. Our chat room was planning to hold a party tomorrow, but my girlfriend suddenly asked me to go on a date.
You know me, I can't refuse my girlfriend's request, and I already promised to go to the magician's gathering, so I can't stand up. Therefore, you can go in my place.

Xia Chuan nodded. It didn't matter. But speaking of which, this should be a case, right?
It seems Kaito was also involved in this case.

I never expected that we would meet again so soon after parting ways. What a coincidence!

"By the way, I haven't revealed my identity in the chat room, so you can just show your face. Also, Kaito Kid's nickname in the chat room is Doi Takuki."

My nickname in the chat group is "The Money-Giving Boy".

Xia Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Did you notice anything while chatting in the group?"

Xia Chuan remembered that the murderer was a woman, but there should be more than one woman at this party. He wanted to ask Frank if he had made any discoveries.

Frank paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What did you find? It's just a regular chat room. Apart from Kaito Kid, I don't know anything about the other people in it."

If I had to point out a problem, it's that someone there does seem to have a serious illness.

"Who?"

"A guy called Shadow Mage is pretty chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur). Well, calling him chuunibyou isn't quite right; he's more like possessed."

They always post strange things in the group chat, like "I'm going to fly away" or "I could disappear at any moment."

But it probably has nothing to do with Kidd, so I'm not really concerned.

Xia Chuan nodded: "Then you can go on your date without worry. I'll go in your place tomorrow."

"By the way, how many women are in the chat room?"

Frank thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, there might be three. One of them is a guy called Ikasama, I think she should be a woman, although she is trying to play the role of a man, but based on my years of experience, she should be a woman."

Including a woman named Elizabeth and an apprentice named Magician, there were three of them in total.

Why are you asking this? Could it be...?

Frank raised an eyebrow and rubbed his hands together, his meaning quite clear.

"Please, I was just asking. Don't judge me by my own standards."

Xia Chuan was speechless at Frank's gossip and sensitivity; he could think of everything in terms of men and women, which was filthy.

However, based on the name provided by Frank, Xia Chuan seems to have already identified the murderer.

The magician's disciple should be Sonoko. Natsukawa doesn't remember Elizabeth, but he does have some recollection of this Ikasama Doji.

Three women, excluding Sonoko, and then excluding Elizabeth whom I don't remember, the answer is obvious—Ikasama Doji!
(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)