Detective Conan: Is Miss Haibara planning to assault a police officer again today?

But now... all she can think of is Conan lying in his hospital bed.

"No, he must be Shinichi!"

"Professors always invent some strange things, so it's not so unbelievable that a high school student could turn into an elementary school student."

"But why didn't Shinichi tell me...? Is it really funny to have an elementary school student living in my house, watching me miss him and be completely clueless...?"

Ran Mouri felt increasingly aggrieved.

She actually really wanted to confront Conan and expose his identity face-to-face.

But after the initial impulse subsided, Ran Mouri found herself still hoping that the other person would take the initiative to confess everything to her.

"Let's set the timeframe as the carnival."

Ran Mouri suddenly made a decision: "If he still refuses to reveal his identity to me by then, then I will really act out a romantic relationship with Dr. Araide."

"A hug or a kiss... a kiss is fine... Shinichi, if you really care about me, you'll definitely be there then, you definitely will!"

and many more.

Ran Mouri suddenly remembered something else.

Since Officer Higashino will be moving into the new house, does that mean he was aware of it?

"Shinichi is willing to let Inspector Higashino live in the house, and Inspector Higashino is willing to keep Shinichi's secrets. Does that mean that Shinichi really had no choice but to become like this and didn't tell me anything?"

Now Ran Mouri is conflicted again.

...

Kyushu, Oita Prefecture.

This is my home.

Higashino Ning wiped the sign on the wall with his hand.

There wasn't much dust on it.

He said with some emotion, "I never expected that Chun Ya and the others would still come over to help with the cleaning from time to time."

Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at him. "With so many childhood friends who miss you waiting for you here, aren't you feeling a bit regretful now?"

Higashino Ning: "......"

The vinegar smell is so strong! I guess I'll have to make dumplings tonight.

However, he was still a little smug inside.

Five green plums!

Even now, Ai Haibara is jealous of him.

Dude, you're really awesome!

Just as she was feeling smug, Ai Haibara, a little annoyed, reached out and pinched his thigh hard. "Why didn't you say anything?! Can't you tell I'm angry?!"

Higashino Ning sighed helplessly, "Your anger is completely unreasonable. I didn't say anything. What I mean is, if my friend went away for several years without returning and without any news, I would definitely think he was dead."

He climbed over the wall, opened the iron gate, and then retrieved the house key from under the flowerpots.

The key was completely free of rust, which meant that Chunya and the others did come here often.

"Most of the houses in town are two or three stories high, and they are not very big."

As they walked, Dongye Ning explained, "Downstairs is the kitchen and living room, upstairs is the study and bedrooms, and the rooftop is a very comfortable place for barbecues."

"I don't know if the blankets are damp. Since the weather is nice and we have time today, let's take them out and wash and air them out."

Ai Haibara nodded lightly, "Okay, then let's have a barbecue on the rooftop tonight."

As she spoke, she was still looking around, hoping to find a photo of Higashino Ning's parents.

There's none on the first floor anyway, and it wouldn't be appropriate to actively look for it in the bedroom.

Because she had never met her parents in person, she really wanted to see Higashino Ning's parents.

It's quite tragic, really; the two of them together couldn't even have a single parent.

"Hey, idiot."

Ai Haibara suddenly called out to Ning Higashino, "We'll definitely be great parents in the future, and watch our child grow up, right?"

Higashino Ning was stunned.

This topic came up a bit suddenly.

But he doesn't want to be shameless or take the opportunity to flirt right now.

"Yeah, definitely."

Chapter 145 Officially Returning Home

It's quite comfortable back in my hometown.

The premise is that no one calls.

It has to be said that Conan's phone call was quite tricky, coming at just the right moment when Higashino Ning was about to show off.

"You eat first, I'll take this call."

Higashino Ning withdrew his hand from the grilled fish.

connected.

"What are you doing?"

In the hospital.

Conan is hiding in the hospital bathroom, secretly making a phone call.

Although his condition has fully recovered now, Ran Mouri also needs to go to school and won't be coming over to take care of him at night.

But it's a habit, and he still likes to do his own thing quietly in the toilet.

"I heard from the professor that you went to Shikoku?"

"Aren't you usually quite busy? Why did you suddenly go over there?"

Conan was quite bored at the hospital, and his thoughts were mostly on Ran Mouri and the organization.

Upon learning that two of his "comrades-in-arms" on the same front had suddenly left Tokyo, he would naturally wonder if the organization had made any moves.

Higashino Ning's voice was quite patient.

"Come out and copy some data, it's on that computer."

Conan's eyes widened. "Did it succeed? Did the organization's people come after us?"

"Nobody's here. I've copied the data. I'm busy right now, so I'll hang up."

Click, the call was disconnected.

Conan froze on the spot, then checked the time.

11 PM... currently busy...

Could it be...?

Probably not?

But can he already start dreaming about the day when he has the antidote?

Ai Haibara is a drug developer herself, and now she has obtained complete drug data. It must be no easy feat to develop an antidote, but it's definitely not impossible.

Now that there is hope for a cure, it won't be long before he can see Xiaolan again under his original identity.

My mood improved a lot immediately.

Conan lay back down on the bed, completely unaware that there was a bugging device in his room.

the other side.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no sound came out, Vermouth simply took off the headset.

I did hear a little bit of conversation just now, but the sound was too soft and indistinct to understand.

And the things she overheard during the day weren't what she wanted to hear.

"Could that child really be Shinichi...?" Vermouth murmured softly.

These days, aside from her usual investigation and study of Araide Tomoaki, she has spent almost all her time searching for Kudo Shinichi.

The most suspicious target at present is Conan Edogawa, the elementary school student who suddenly moved into the Mouri Detective Agency.

This child not only looks like Shinichi Kudo, but also appeared on the night Shinichi Kudo disappeared.

For Vermouth, the idea of ​​an adult turning into a child is not some fantastical legend or myth. After all, she herself has already achieved immortality, so reversing aging is just a minor matter.

Moreover, there is a logical chain within this to support her conjecture.

Shinichi Kudo, whose name appears on the organization's list, died after taking APTX-4869. There have been cases in the experimental stage of this drug where adult rats were given the drug and then turned back into mice.

If it's true that Shinichi Kudo was drugged by Gin and turned into Conan Edogawa, does that mean Sherry has also turned into a child?

The gas chamber was almost completely sealed, and there were no signs of the shackles being damaged. It was perfectly reasonable for Shirley, as a pharmaceutical worker, to have drug A on her person.

After being turned into a child, Sherry escaped the gas chamber through the garbage duct. It's quite normal that Gin couldn't find her despite spending a lot of manpower, since he was looking in the wrong direction.

Vermouth's beautiful eyes became narrower.

Now she has a direction; she's sure she can find the people Gin can't find.

"I'll come find you after I confirm Shinichi's whereabouts."

As for how to treat you...

"We'll see when the time comes. I haven't decided yet. After all, if we really have to say something, it's not your fault. That old geezer is the real culprit."

"By the way, I wonder if the old bastard's computer has been found yet. How exactly did it disappear...?"

Vermouth put on her motorcycle helmet and disappeared into a black silhouette.

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