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

This reminded Chen Nuo of his past life when he was inseparable from the stray cats near his home.

The one with black spots on his face is called Captain Jack Sparrow, the one with a black tail is called General Iron Tail, and the one who is very thin but can eat a lot is called the Big Eater...

But now that we've arrived in this time and space, we probably won't be able to see them again, right?

A faint feeling of homesickness welled up in my heart.

Moved by the scene, Chen Nuo subconsciously made a habitual gesture.

He gently scraped the cat's paw pad with his fingertip.

Then he regretted it.

Chen Nuo could clearly feel the fair little feet in his hands, like a young girl's cheeks, blushing at a visible speed.

And it's getting hotter and hotter.

Chen Nuo looked up nervously and saw Xiao Lan staring at him through gritted teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with shame, anger, and shock.

"Vulgar! Pervert! Sex maniac!!"

While whispering sweet nothings, Xiaolan kicked Chen Nuo in the face.

Chen Nuo noticed that this kick was much faster and more powerful than before, and even made a faint sound of air being cut.

Perhaps she didn't go all out before because she was afraid of hurting herself.

Faced with the girl's enraged attack, Chen Nuo quickly bent down to dodge.

A fragrant breeze wafted past Chen Nuo's nose from the fair, bare feet—almost swirling into his mouth.

After Ran Mouri missed her attack, she didn't give him a chance to catch his breath. She used one foot as support and continued to attack him.

Chen Nuo chose to temporarily avoid the attack, retreating while looking for an opportunity—he had no choice but to avoid it, as the opponent's attacks were too fast, leaving afterimages. Chen Nuo felt as if he were surrounded by jade feet.

And so, the two began to fight back and forth.

A few minutes later.

Chen Nuo stood at the entrance of the alley, staring blankly at the two sandals he was carrying in his hand.

Ran Mouri stood barefoot on the stone path not far from him, staring blankly at her toes.

"Give me back my shoes." Ran Mouri looked up, glaring at him angrily.

Chen Nuo scratched his head: "Give me the bag first."

Actually, Chen Nuo also felt a little embarrassed. How could he take off someone's shoes as soon as they met?

However, this cannot be blamed on him. Yatu is unusable without a bamboo sword. The only ability he currently possesses is the passive buff from the Armor Removal skill.

Moreover, he was actually quite restrained.

Several times when they brushed past each other, they deliberately ignored the bigger flaws in the other person's body.

Of course, Chen Nuo also considered that doing so might completely enrage Ran Mouri, and he might be beaten to pieces like a cement pole, so he didn't dare to do it.

"Okay, but you need to explain to me what you've been doing all this time, and..." Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, "and why did you suddenly learn such vulgar tricks?"

Chen Nuo nodded sincerely.

Then he stepped forward and placed the shoes on the ground.

Xiao Lan sulked and threw her bag into his arms, then gently lifted her foot and reached for the high-heeled sandals on the ground with her toes.

"Shall I help you put it on?"

Chen Nuo suddenly reached out to grab Ran Mouri's fair and smooth little feet that were dangling in mid-air.

"Huh?"

Ran Mouri was startled and instinctively took a step back.

This was the opportunity Chen Nuo had been waiting for.

He grabbed his shoes and gym bag from the ground, turned around and ran.

As for explanations, let Conan worry about that himself.

I am Daimon Goro.

"Shinichi, when did you become so cunning?!" Ran Mouri's angry roar and the sound of pursuit came from behind.

However, because she was barefoot, her speed was greatly slowed down, and she was quickly left behind by Chen Nuo.

"Ran-neechan, what's wrong? Hey? Why aren't you wearing shoes? Hey? Your face is so red..." Conan's voice faintly came from behind.

Chen Nuo thought to himself that it was good that he ran fast.

Otherwise, getting entangled with that brat might cause trouble, since he himself doesn't even understand his own situation right now.

Chen Nuo was holding the bomb and Ran Mouri's white strappy sandals.

It quickly disappeared at the end of the sidewalk.

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After half an hour.

Chen Nuo leaned against a roadside utility pole, panting heavily. He felt like he had run the distance of two subway stops and was almost exhausted to the point of vomiting blood.

In fact, he had already left Conan and Ran far behind.

The reason I ran so far was because I wasn't paying attention earlier. When I was carrying a pair of women's sandals and asking someone for directions, I was spotted by a nearby patrol officer.

Faced with the patrol officer who was pulling out handcuffs and walking towards him, Chen Nuo had no choice but to run several more blocks in one go.

Chen Nuo looked around and found that the area was full of old rental apartments, and an old woman was arranging goods in front of a grocery store across the street.

Chen Nuo found a quiet corner and took out her phone from her bag.

There is a missed call on the screen.

The note is a heart symbol, and there's no name, so they're probably lovers or something similar.

Chen Nuo hesitated for a moment, but still called the other party back.

Although he no longer has the original owner's memories, he is likely to be noticed by familiar people.

However, if you don't know your own identity, it would be even more dangerous to wander the streets with a bomb.

Moreover, Chen Nuo had a bold guess in his mind.

Because he only had this one phone number saved in his phone's contacts, he thought it might be the number of the person he was supposed to meet, and the reason it was saved as a heart might be to cover his tracks.

After thinking of an excuse, Chen Nuo dialed the phone.

However, the phone rang for a long time without being answered. The situation reached a stalemate once again.

At this moment, the old woman at the grocery store across the street was already casting curious glances at him, seemingly finding it strange that a stranger had appeared in this old residential area.

Chen Nuo had no choice but to turn around and walk forward. He had only taken two steps when his phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Could it be the contact? After Chen Nuo pressed the answer button, a cold, emotionless voice came from the other end of the line: "I heard something happened at the art museum? How are you?"

Chen Nuo's prepared tentative remarks suddenly became stuck in his throat.

Although he was basking in the scorching, blinding sunlight, a chill ran through him, making him shiver involuntarily.

Because Chen Nuo was also very familiar with this voice, if his memory was not mistaken...

The person on the other end of the phone should be Gin.

"Someone died, but it has nothing to do with me," Chen Nuo said, trying to keep his voice calm.

"You weren't discovered, were you?"

Chen Nuo sensed a murderous aura emanating from Gin's voice, as if he were about to silence him at any moment.

“Absolutely not,” Chen Nuo said. “I was watching the whole thing; nobody noticed me.”

"That would be best. Leave the things at your place for now, and I'll come pick them up later." Gin said and hung up the phone immediately.

Hearing the busy tone on the receiver, Chen Nuo felt as if his body had fallen into an ice cave.

He thought he was just an ordinary rice cake fanatic, but he never expected that I was actually a member of the Black Organization, the kind who could directly talk to Gin.

Those should be considered core peripheral members, right?

They're the kind of people who, if they show even the slightest disloyalty, will be killed by Gin on the grounds that they might leak the organization's secrets.

Chen Nuo patted his cheeks, forcing himself to calm down.

The most important thing right now is to make sure Gin doesn't realize when we meet later that I've actually switched to another soul.

Otherwise, Gin might eliminate him on the grounds that he might leak the organization's secrets.

Before that, Chen Nuo needed to solve a small problem.

That is—he needs to find out where his home is first.

Chen Nuo thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called the person who was suspected to be his girlfriend.

The call was disconnected, but the other party quickly replied with a text message.

[I'm busy, I'll get back to you in a bit. Oh, by the way, I ordered milk, someone should contact you soon.]

Looking at the information on her phone screen, Chen Nuo suddenly had a thought—the milkman should know my home address, right?

Sure enough, the milkman called shortly afterward.

"Hello, this is Baima Express, please open the door."

Chen Nuo: "Um... could you tell me my home address?"

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Following the address provided by the milkman, Chen Nuo arrived at the front of a house in Beika Town.

When he arrived at the place, he realized that his home was actually a kendo dojo.

The dojo is a standard Japanese architectural style, covering a considerable area, larger than the surrounding houses. It looks impressive from a distance, but upon closer inspection, one will find that the dojo is actually quite dilapidated.

Faded walls, cracked floor tiles, dusty signs...

Based on these details, Chen Nuo deduced that this was probably a kendo dojo whose ancestors had been wealthy but had now declined.