Conan: I can see keywords

Did Conan become smaller because he took some medicine?

Ling Chuan silently memorized these key points, and his expression changed, "Are they a criminal organization?"

"That should be it. Last time, I ran into them trading with someone, and I didn't check and was ambushed by the silver-haired man..."

Talking about his dark history, Conan felt a little embarrassed and upset.

But at this point his story is basically clear, but Lingchuan said nothing.

Conan was also wondering why Lingchuan was on the Shinkansen today, "What about you?"

"Last time there was a big explosion on the Shinkansen, you left without saying goodbye. I didn't even have time to ask you why you faked your death."

how could I know?

Lingchuan was anxious.

He didn't even have time to check the identity and background arranged in the notebook, so what should he say?

Conan was still pressing, "The information on the Internet shows that you fell off a cliff while climbing a mountain two years ago and your body was nowhere to be found. But last time on the Shinkansen, it seemed like you came specifically for me, right?"

"You're investigating me not just out of curiosity about why high school detective Kudo Shinichi disappeared, right?"

At this point, Conan's pupils dilated, "Are you investigating them too? Was your fake death two years ago also because of them?"

I was surprised by Conan's train of thought.

But Lingchuan also knew that detectives were creatures who liked to make wild guesses based on even the smallest clues.

However, although Conan dared to think so, he did not dare to have anything to do with those men in black.

"That's half right." Recalling the look in the silver-haired man's eyes, Ling Chuan denied, "I did fake my death because of some people. I'm also investigating them, but they're not those guys in black that you're tracking."

"I accidentally ruined the good deeds of that organization and was hunted by them. I had to fake my death two years ago. The reason why I investigated you is simple. I wanted to see if you were like me and had to hide because of those guys."

"did not expect……"

Conan understood, and he smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I really had to hide because of certain people, but this is the way to hide?"

"We really look alike..." Conan sighed and suddenly felt a sense of bond with Lingchuan.

"Yeah." Lingchuan also sighed, but he was sighing that Conan's brain circuit helped him a lot.

"What are the characteristics of the people you are tracking down?"

Conan suddenly asked, "You followed me all the way to Tokyo, so I guess you have some clues. I'll help you keep an eye out after this incident."

"This incident?" Ling Chuan deliberately did not answer, "What did you find?"

Conan shook his head, "I haven't found it yet, but my intuition tells me that it's not simple for those men in black to appear here!"

"I may need your help," Conan said with a serious expression, "If something really happens, your status as an adult will make you much more persuasive than mine!"

Lingchuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

"Let's join forces!"

He also wanted to refuse, but his identity did not allow it!

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have added ‘detective’ as the first word!

But if it weren't for the 'detective''s' ability, he wouldn't have been able to get the 100 million yuan yesterday. It can only be said that everything is fate.

If we have to blame someone, we can only blame Lingchuan for his arrogant desire to participate in the main storyline today and "have a piece of the pie".

After receiving Lingchuan's reply, Conan immediately got into the state, "The direction they left..."

“It’s a dining car!”

Lingchuan didn't want to reveal his flaws, so he had to follow the reasoning. Once he entered the "detective" state, his brain couldn't help but diverge.

"They're going to the dining car?"

"Did you make an appointment with someone to meet there?" Unconsciously, the thought came out of his mind, and Conan nodded in agreement.

"It should be. He brought the suitcase with him on purpose. If it wasn't for something important that he had to take with him, he would have to carry it with him to the dining car. It could be that he had made an agreement with someone."

"The box may contain something they want to trade!"

Lingchuan nodded in approval.

Even if there had not been yesterday's encounter, these few words spoken to Conan would have completely matched the following plot.

"If we go over now, we might be exposed." Ling Chuan frowned, "The silver-haired man seems to have noticed me just now. If we go to the dining car now, we might alert him."

"What did you do just now?" Conan asked nervously, "Did you discover something?"

"I didn't notice anything, but the look in that silver-haired man's eyes..." Ling Chuan thought of a pertinent word, "His eyes were very cold, and made me feel uncomfortable. I just looked at them a few more times, but I didn't expect..."

Detectives are all sensitive. Even though Lingchuan has never come into contact with detectives other than Conan, he can still experience some of it as he possesses the ability of a "detective".

Therefore, based on the expression in the silver-haired man's eyes, Conan would not doubt the truthfulness of his words.

Sure enough, although it was a pity that Lingchuan didn't find anything special, Conan completely understood this explanation, "Yeah, that look... It's as if life is completely unimportant in his eyes."

"They must have killed a lot of people!"

"So, just in case, we can't go to the dining car now." Lingchuan looked at Conan, "Did you bring that thing with you?"

The detective's memory is also good. At least when he takes on the identity of "detective", Lingchuan basically has a photographic memory.

Even in such a tense atmosphere, he could still remember the special offer slogan on the sign hanging at the door of the coffee shop on the commercial street he passed by when he went out to take a taxi this morning.

Conan remembered the last Shinkansen explosion and remembered him, so there was no reason why he wouldn't remember that he found a bug on him.

Conan also knew what Lingchuan was talking about.

"I brought it. This thing is very convenient. Thanks to the doctor."

Conan's eyes became much sharper when he took off his glasses.

He gently turned off the bug installed on the temple of his glasses and took out the chewing gum. "The old way?"

"Row."

Lingchuan smiled, signed Conan's hand and walked back.

When he arrived at the carriage where the men in black were, Lingchuan was surprised to find that Xiaolan and the others were not far away.

While he was stunned, Conan suddenly ran away laughing and lay under a seat fiddling with something.

Lingchuan reacted and immediately changed his expression, "What are you doing, Conan!"

Picking up the child, Lingchuan crawled down and reached out his hand, feeling the sticky touch, accompanied by saliva...

nausea!

But it can’t be shown yet!

"What? You put gum here? How can you do that?!"

"After chewing gum, wrap it in paper and put it in the ashtray, got it?"

The 'trained' Conan stood aside obediently, looking like he knew he was wrong.

"understood……"

After doing all this, Lingchuan continued to pull Conan forward and came to Xiaolan.

On the way, he carefully observed Xiaolan's expression. Xiaolan had seen this scene yesterday, but it was the three children who said those words, so would Xiaolan have any memory of it?

The answer is, yes!

"Conan, did you stick your gum under the seat again?"

"Sorry……"

"Really? You kid won't listen to anything I say!"

Lingchuan watched her quietly as she stood with her hands on her hips and scolded Conan, and he already had an idea in his mind.

Sure enough, except for him, no one remembered the Shinkansen explosion, which happened just yesterday.

That's right, if everyone remembered, the Shinkansen would not be in such a intact state today.

And isn’t the time displayed on the phone yesterday?

So... is it the same day that happened twice? Did time reset? Or... every day his experience could happen twice, the only difference is that one time there is no main plot, and the other time... there is a main plot?

Or is there another reason?

"I'm so sorry for causing you trouble." After scolding Xiaolan, she turned around and apologized, "Conan is usually a very well-behaved child..."

"It's okay, Conan is very good, I know."

Chapter 8 Perhaps It's a Test

There is no parent who doesn't like to hear their child being praised, even though Xiaolan and Conan are not really related.

Lingchuan's words "you're so good" were not meant to be, but they made Xiaolan laugh for a long time.

She touched Conan's head and said, "Conan is indeed different from other children. Sometimes I am worried whether he can get along well with his peers."

"He is really mature sometimes, not like a child at all..."

The topic was getting more and more off topic. Conan, feeling guilty, didn't dare to let Xiaolan think too much about it. "Ahhh - Xiaolan, I suddenly want to play hide-and-seek with Lingchuan. We'll go first~"

"Eh? What? Didn't you just come back?"

"I suddenly want to play again..."

Lingchuan, who was being dragged away, suddenly felt some sympathy for Conan, but this emotion only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

Instead of sympathizing with the protagonist, why not think carefully about how to solve today's problem?

The two hid in the bathroom.

Two people are squeezed into a small space, and even if one of them is a child, the range of movement here is compressed again and again.

Conan is basically nestling in Lingchuan's arms.

"There's movement!" He raised his glasses and looked at Lingchuan.

Lingchuan also understood and lowered his head and moved closer.

"Huh... I can finally smoke."