Conan: I can see keywords

"Alright! The Junior Detective Team! Let's go!"

"Hurry up and solve the case, and go home to eat! I'm already hungry~"

"Yuanta, you should lose weight~"

They ran off laughing, Conan followed behind the three of them, watching with some amusement.

After walking a few steps forward, he looked back again.

"Was that really an illusion?"

In recent days, he always felt that someone was secretly observing him, and this feeling was particularly strong today.

Is it them?

——Two black silhouettes appeared in my mind.

"Could it be... those guys?"

"What are you doing, Conan? If you keep doing this, we won't wait for you~" Ayumi came back, holding the backpack straps, and trotted around Conan while he was distracted, showing a bright smile:

"Come up quickly~"

This smile dazzled his eyes, and Conan responded by running to catch up. He thought:

If I weren't a 17-year-old high school student, this kind of life wouldn't seem so bad, right?

Chapter 2 The role of the notebook; Shinkansen crisis

Lingchuan was dragged by Naizi to drink all night.

Because it’s his fifth birthday this year, but it’s not all about this birthday.

The main reason for his indulgence in drinking was that he had finally tested out another function of the notebook! In addition to being able to display keywords every morning, the magical notebook could also give Lingchuan some abilities!

He once thought that the notebook could "predict the future". Was it just to let Lingchuan know what the "protagonist" of this world was doing in a place where he couldn't see?

If that were the case, he would rather not have owned this notebook.

So recently he has been trying to test the laptop.

Finally he discovered that as long as he concentrated, he could leave marks on the blank spaces of his notebook.

This realization made him happy for a long time.

The notebook is not big, it is only slightly bigger than Lingchuan's palm. Except for the page that displays keywords every morning, other places can even be used normally and record things.

Ever since he discovered that he could leave a mark on that magical page, Lingchuan has been spending a lot of time staring at it every day.

Just yesterday, he finally succeeded in leaving four words on that page - Lingchuan, Detective.

Because the first function of the notebook is keywords, Lingchuan did not try other places during the experiment, but directly added keywords to himself.

Unexpectedly it succeeded!

Although he did not notice any changes in himself, and he did not even think he had any reasoning ability, the changes in the notebook still made him happy.

He plans to continue adding keywords to himself.

Even though the word "detective" doesn't seem to be working now, or even has no effect at all, Lingchuan doesn't intend to slack off.

He doesn't know much about notebooks.

What if one day he suddenly realizes the abilities granted by these keywords?

Open your notebook to that particular page as usual.

The words that come to mind are: Shinkansen, black suitcase, explosion, 100 million yen, gold

Lingchuan's eyes rested on the last two entries.

He happens to be taking the Shinkansen today.

There is no "main line" in the key words this time, which means that this is his own "encounter", and the biggest theme of his life that day revolves around these five words.

He will encounter an explosion while riding the Shinkansen, and the cause of the incident may be the 100 million yen or the treasure.

All in all, today was an 'episode' that he should experience in his life.

If there is the word "main line", it means that what happened that day has nothing to do with him, and he can choose to participate or not.

This is the rule that Lingchuan figured out early on.

"One hundred million...gold..."

A little excited.

Ever since he knew that there were "protagonists" in this world, Lingchuan was unwilling to be a "supporting role". He wanted to climb up, and no matter where he climbed, money was definitely indispensable.

The little money he earned from delivering goods was not enough to support his plan of "climbing up".

Of course he could slowly build up his strength, but right now he had an opportunity to go one step further.

Want to take a risk?

After thinking for a moment, Lingchuan made up his mind.

He couldn't wait, nor did he want to wait. He felt anxious when he thought that he would become a stepping stone for the 'protagonist' sooner or later.

After all, anyone who could bring a bomb onto the Shinkansen cannot be a good person, and the money and treasures they have in their hands cannot be clean.

In that case, could he do something about it?

And then... replace one thing with another?!

Stimulated by his own bold idea, Lingchuan felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Apart from that he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

Maybe he was born to do certain things?

After getting himself ready, Lingchuan took a bus to catch the Shinkansen.

He put the notebook in a case, hung it on a silver chain, and fastened it to the button on his chest. The chain was long enough so that the notebook could be taken out when needed.

When you don't need it, you can put the notebook in your chest pocket so it won't be easily lost when you go out.

"The train is about to depart. Passengers who have not yet boarded please board as soon as possible."

"The train will soon..."

Stepping onto the Shinkansen at the last minute, Lingchuan rubbed his fingers with a heavy heart.

He just saw Conan.

The 'protagonist'.

This made Lingchuan feel uneasy.

After thinking it over, he decided to give up. He could get the money at any time, but confronting the protagonist in advance was not what he wanted to see.

After deciding to stop, Lingchuan got on the car and went straight to his seat. He sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

Maybe because of the hangover last night, he actually fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, I heard the chirping of children.

Wait, children?

"Conan is really a kid who loves to play pranks~" The sharp voice unique to little girls is not so harsh because of her young age. Instead, it has a childish cuteness.

"It's because of kids like you that adults hate us." The fat boy spoke in a stern tone. Putting aside his size...

Well, I can't let it go.

Lingchuan began to worry about the physical health of the little fat boy.

"After chewing gum, you should wrap it in paper and put it in the ashtray~"

"Did you see that? Conan, you must study hard~" The girl stood with her hands on her hips, educating the child beside her in a gentle tone.

Seeing such a heartwarming scene, Lingchuan felt his temples throbbing.

He had clearly decided to avoid the protagonist...

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too obvious, Conan looked back while being scolded, and Lingchuan was caught off guard and looked into his eyes.

His eyebrows twitched.

Although he likes to observe the protagonist, it doesn't mean Lingchuan likes to be scrutinized by him.

Yes, that’s scrutiny.

Perhaps out of detective habit, Conan's first reaction when he saw Lingchuan was to observe him and pay attention to the strange things about him.

Lingchuan also knew that Conan's quick glance just now must have made him remember some of his characteristics.

So does he.

At such a close distance, his first reaction when he saw Conan was: New shoes?

Then Lingchuan realized why he was paying attention to this?

The girl left with her four children.

Lingchuan looked at their backs and felt a little excited.

Maybe... that notebook really is...

"Da da da--"

As the footsteps approached, two men in black, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, walked over.

Lingchuan is now somewhat stressed out about the 'men in black'. After all, he remembers that the 'protagonist' became smaller because he was involved with the 'men in black'.

But considering that there is no relevant description in today’s keywords, so... I shouldn’t worry?

"Finally I can smoke."

The short and fat man lit a cigarette and started chatting with the tall man as if no one was around.

I don’t know if it was because of meeting Conan, or because the entry Lingchuan added to the notebook took effect, but at this moment, listening to the conversation between the two men in black, Lingchuan slowly memorized it in his heart.

Until he heard the words "The Shinkansen was reduced to ashes".

"ash?!"