I'm in Detective Conan, but it's a chaotic battlefield.

"Are you hurt? Let me put this bandage on first." The girl's gentle voice came from above.

Chen Nuo looked up.

A bright light came into view, and a girl stood within that holy light.

Light shone from behind, her fine hair danced in the beams, and her long, snowy neck and shoulders were bathed in a hazy glow, along with the unicorn-like horn on her head.

Chen Nuo suddenly felt as if a goddess had unexpectedly descended upon him while he was praying in a church.

He was hesitating whether or not to recite a contract incantation or something.

Suddenly, everything went dark.

Chen Nuo then realized that the holy beam of light was actually accidentally shone by a police officer who was climbing a ladder to install a temporary searchlight at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

The hair was flying in the wind because someone had opened the corridor window, letting the wind in.

What? I thought I could catch a unicorn.

"Thank you."

Chen Nuo thanked the other party first, then stood up and looked at the kind lady from a different angle.

The girl was wearing a casual sportswear shirt and super short hot pants, making her two healthy and slender white legs particularly eye-catching.

She stood with her back ramrod straight, which suggests she must have received physical training similar to ballet from a young age.

Her face, without makeup, still had a childlike innocence. The skin from her cheeks to her neck was as white and translucent as snow. Her big eyes blinked, giving the impression of a heroine from a shonen manga.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by.

While dispelling the stench of blood in the room, it also carried the faint scent of her shampoo into Chen Nuo's nostrils.

Besides that, what caught Chen Nuo's attention was the other person's smooth, long black hair, with a cute horn sticking up on top of their head.

Combined with the information he had just seen.

Chen Nuo immediately guessed the identity of the kind girl who had offered to give band-aids to a stranger.

Ran Mouri.

However, Chen Nuo's mind is now preoccupied with how to explain his identity to the police.

I had no time to admire Ran Mouri's fair and delicate bare feet, her long hair that cascaded like a pure black waterfall, and the full and alluring shape beneath her sweatshirt.

Chen Nuo reached out to take the band-aid from her hand.

At this moment, the police officers on the ladder at the entrance finally set up the lights. The searchlights illuminated the scene as bright as day.

Chen Nuo pinched one corner of the band-aid and gently pulled it off.

It couldn't be moved.

He looked at Ran Mouri with a puzzled expression, only to find that the kindness and concern on her face had long since vanished.

Instead, an expression of surprise mixed with shock replaced it.

Strange, shouldn't Sonoko Suzuki only have this kind of reaction when she sees a handsome guy?

Chen Nuo was still wondering when the police officer from before came over and said, "Sir, could you please tell me what you saw before you fainted?"

"No problem, but I don't seem to remember anything." Chen Nuo pretended to think hard, but in fact he had no memory at all.

Chen Nuo was led away by the police officer.

As the two passed each other, Xiaolan was still holding the band-aid in her hand.

"Shinichi..."

Chen Nuo vaguely heard her behind him say something.

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Chen Nuo was taken to a corner of the room, where the police conducted a brief interrogation regarding his earlier fainting spell.

"So, you really don't remember anything at all?" The young officer looked at the blank notebook in his hand, his expression displeased.

“Yes, I think I’m probably just too tired lately, which is why I accidentally fainted here,” Chen Nuo said. “I really didn’t see any strange people.”

The young officer sighed: "Alright, but you can't leave this room until the matter is cleared up."

"Ok."

Chen Nuo wasn't too worried about this. He knew that the culprit in this case was Director Ochiai, and besides, with Conan around, he figured the case would be solved quickly.

"By the way, is this yours?" The young police officer handed over a large travel bag.

Chen Nuo nodded.

Although he didn't recognize the bag, since the other party asked, it was probably something that belonged to the original owner and was left behind before the person fainted.

“Hmm, check if anything is missing,” the young officer said. “You’d been unconscious for a while when we found you.”

"OK, thanks."

The young police officer ran off to report the investigation results.

Chen Nuo carried her somewhat heavy travel bag, found a secluded spot to sit down, and placed the bag on her lap.

I wonder if I can find any information about the original owner of this body in the bag.

There isn't a mirror in this room, so Chen Nuo still doesn't know what he looks like in this world.

However, if it can elicit that kind of expression from Ran Mouri, it probably isn't bad.

Hopefully, the original owner's family was better off.

After all, he had already transmigrated, and he didn't want to have to put up with his boss's attitude in this world again.

Thinking of this, Chen Nuo suddenly felt the excitement that comes with having to do a ten-pull.

He opened his backpack with great anticipation.

Then I was dumbfounded.

The sports bag contained a shotgun, several handguns, and a number of objects that looked like alarm clocks but had red and blue lines, resembling bombs.

Chen Nuo quickly zipped up her bag.

Then he glanced around warily.

Everyone else was so engrossed in Kogoro Mouri's energetic performance that no one noticed what was happening here.

Only Ran Mouri was standing not far away, looking at him with a strange gaze.

She looked very angry.

However, Ran Mouri couldn't see what was in the bag from her angle, so he didn't think much of it.

Looking back at his backpack, Chen Nuo was surprised to find that he was also a member of the rice flower fanatics.

He's still one of the most frequently appearing characters, the "bomb thug".

Didn't the police check the contents of the backpack?

However, considering how unreliable the Metropolitan Police Department is in the Conan world, this kind of thing is actually quite reasonable.

Chen Nuo held the backpack containing the dangerous items close to his chest, and at the same time, he gave up the idea of ​​using his knowledge of the original plot to find the murderer and show off.

In situations like this, it's better to play it safe.

Just then, several men in Metropolitan Police Department uniforms carried in a bag of blood-stained armor.

Faced with the evidence, Kubota, suspected of being the murderer, panicked and pointed the finger at Chen Nuo.

“It was him. I saw him lurking around the Sky Exhibition Hall suspiciously before, saying he was waiting for someone. He must have killed Boss Zhenzhong. He was also the one who secretly put this armor in my box.”

Chen Nuo frowned.

He saw several police officers immediately approaching him.

“Mr. Daimon, is what Mr. Kubota said true? Please allow us to check the contents of your bag,” said the officer who had questioned him earlier.

Mr. Gatekeeper?

Could it be my name in this world?

Chen Nuo then recalled that when the police were taking his statement earlier, they didn't seem to ask for his name, so they probably already knew it through other channels.

But now doesn't seem like the time to think about that.

If the Metropolitan Police Department were to open and search his bag, all those bombs and firearms would definitely be seized.

In his memory, Japan was a country with strict gun control, the kind where even yakuza members wouldn't dare to use guns easily.

Although this is a different time and space from the Conan universe, some rules may be the same.

I don't know how many years I'll be sentenced for all the things I have in my bag.

He didn't want to go inside and start operating a sewing machine as soon as he transmigrated.

"Please wait a moment!" Chen Nuo took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "I have found the murderer. The murderer is actually Director Ochiai."

"what?!"

"Impossible. How could the curator, such a good person, commit murder?"

"You little rascal, don't talk nonsense."

A chorus of doubts rose and fell at the scene.

The loudest criticism came from Kogoro Mouri, who had just pointed out that Kubota was the murderer.

However, I wonder if it's a special buff from the Detective Conan world.

After Chen Nuo adopted the demeanor of a detective, the police officers who had surrounded him actually dispersed on their own.

They even left him an open space in the center of the venue, like a stage.

Chen Nuo was speechless for a moment, but in order to avoid the secret in his backpack being discovered, he was forced to step into the spotlight.

This marked the beginning of my first deduction in life.

The process went relatively smoothly. Because I was very familiar with the plot, even though I sometimes stumbled, I was able to guide the emotions of the audience throughout the entire process.

Incidentally, Director Ochiai was also isolated by everyone.

The two were like the protagonist and the villain in a play.