The boy soldier next to the famous detective

"Ah, Jonah, you've arrived."

Dr. Agasa opened the door and, with a smile on his face, stepped aside to let Jonah into the room.

"You guys are eating too."

Jonah nodded knowingly as the food cart was brought to his room. He sat on the bed, glanced at the dishes on the cart, and then took a fried chicken leg to eat.

"When will it be able to turn back?"

Looking at Shinichi Kudo, who was still in a "BIG" state, sitting opposite him, Jonah asked with some curiosity, "The time should be about the same as when you flew here from Japan, right?"

"Well, it'll probably be tomorrow morning."

Chewing on his food, Shinichi Kudo briefly calculated the duration of the medication he had taken, his feelings a mix of emotions.

I should have been more careful with my words earlier. If I had said that, I might have been able to accompany Ran Mouri on a tour of London as Shinichi Kudo. Now I can only hide in my room and wait for the effects of the drug to wear off before I dare to appear in front of Ran Mouri as Conan Edogawa again.

"So, how are you going to get back to Japan? Haibara probably only gave you two antidotes, right?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shinichi Kudo's expression froze instantly, his chewing stopped, and the slightly excited look he had been having after confessing his feelings completely turned into sorrow and helplessness.

Slowly swallowing the food in his mouth, Shinichi Kudo gradually turned his gaze to Jonah, who was sitting opposite him. Before Jonah could react, Shinichi jumped off the bed with lightning speed, spun in mid-air, and plopped down in front of Jonah in a very standard dogeza (a traditional Japanese kneeling posture).

"Please help me, Lord Jonah!"

"We can't help you, you might as well just wait to die."

Looking at Shinichi Kudo with utter disdain, who had suddenly become shameless again, even a good kid like Jonah found it hard to tolerate his rapid change in attitude.

Since you know this is troublesome, why didn't you prepare in advance?

Am I being too kind to you, making you feel that no matter what happens, I can always support you?

Jonah carefully recalled everything that had happened since he met Conan Edogawa, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Although protecting Conan Edogawa was Jonah's own idea, upon closer reflection, he realized how much he had suffered and how much trouble he had encountered along with Conan.

If Conan Edogawa had listened to his advice every time, wouldn't some dangerous situations have become much simpler?

"Jonah, we are dear friends and brothers! Can you really bear to leave me alone and miserable in this foreign land?"

Raising her head, Shinichi Kudo had never used the acting skills she inherited from her mother so skillfully, looking at Jonah with eyes full of expectation and pleading.

"Why are you asking me for help? If you want a new antidote, you should contact Haibara now. If you ask me for help, the only thing I can do is try to arrange a smuggling route for you."

Looking at Shinichi Kudo with a puzzled expression, Jonah was genuinely confused about what was going on in Shinichi's mind.

With his intelligence, he should be able to easily see the essence of the matter. What he needs now is a brand new antidote so that he can return to Japan as Shinichi Kudo after his trip.

Instead of asking Ai Haibara for help, he's asking me for help. Isn't that a sign of something wrong with his brain?

"No, it is precisely because I need something from Haibara that I should be asking you for help, Jonah!"

"...Doctor, I'm starting to not understand what you're saying."

Jonah turned his head blankly to look at Professor Agasa, who was munching on his steak. Although he wanted to tease Shinichi Kudo, he didn't expect that Professor Agasa would steer the conversation to a point that he couldn't understand.

"Um, Shinichi means that instead of directly begging Ai, it would be better to have Jonah ask you to plead for her."

"Why? What's the difference? Professor Agasa, can't you even plead for me?"

"Well... I might be better at speaking than Shinichi, but I'm definitely no match for Jonah."

"That's right, if Jonah asks, Haibara definitely won't refuse!"

"It's as if Haibara would agree with whatever I say."

Jonah looked at Shinichi Kudo with disdain, wondering if Shinichi was still caught up in the emotions after the confession and hadn't recovered, which was why he said such thoughtless things.

"..."

"..."

Shinichi Kudo and Professor Agasa exchanged glances, both understanding each other's thoughts. But looking at the innocent Jonah before them and then at the wicked yawning woman in Japan, they decided it was best not to say anything that could undermine their unity.

After all, Ai Haibara is good at deceiving children, and with her favoritism, Jonah knows almost everything about her. If we find out from Jonah that the two of them have been talking badly about her behind her back, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Jonah, your words are definitely more effective than ours, so please help me, Jonah!"

"No, you always do strange things on your own. This time, you have to learn a lesson."

Jonah abruptly turned his head, not forgetting his plan, which he had discussed with Professor Agasa beforehand: to make sure Shinichi Kudo learned a harsh lesson this time!

"No, Jonah, please give me another chance..."

Even after Jonah had eaten and drunk his fill and left the room to run back to Ran and Kogoro Mouri, Shinichi Kudo still hadn't received any assurances from Jonah, and could only sadly place his hopes on him.

The next day, after the effects of the drug wore off and he returned to being Conan Edogawa, he was as disappointed as usual for a while, but then quickly threw himself into the investigation of the bomb culprit.

There was no way around it. Although Jonah really didn't want to play this detective game of chasing after clues given by suspects in a foreign country, Conan Edogawa and Ran Mouri were all very serious, and Jonah couldn't just sit idly by.

Fortunately, Conan Edogawa's mind was still sharp, and he successfully discovered the culprit hiding at the tennis match. After identifying the culprit, he signaled to Jonah, who then quickly approached the culprit.

"Hmm, kid, who are you?"

Looking down at Jonah, who suddenly tugged at his sleeve, the man frowned. He was about to reach the crucial moment of detonating the bomb to carry out his revenge, and he had no time to pay attention to a strange brat.

"Uncle, I see a cell phone at your feet. Did you drop it?"

"cell phone?"

Drawn by Jonah's words, the man bent down to look at his feet. When he found nothing there, Jonah had already firmly grasped his head in his hands.

The nose and knee clashed violently, and Jonah lost in a single round. His movements were so quick that the surrounding spectators, whose attention was focused on the tennis match, didn't even notice the problem.

"Well done, Jonah! You didn't just stab him in the heart!"

"...Conan, it seems you really don't want the antidote."