Conan Rick's Investigator

Seeing this, Conan smiled with a relaxed expression, "Maybe I heard it wrong..."

He returned to the office again, closed the door, turned around, and a big hand suddenly covered his mouth from behind.

"Long time no see, Kudo Shinichi..."

"No, I should call you Edogawa Conan now, right?"

The man's gloomy voice was full of murderous intent.

Conan, with his mouth covered, looked carefully and found that the person in front of him was Gin!

Gin squatted in front of Conan, a cruel smile on his lips, and his dark green pupils between his snow-white hair stared at him closely.

"I didn't expect you to be alive as a little ghost..."

As he spoke, Gin grabbed Conan's cheek with one hand and slowly stood up.

Behind him, Vodka put his hands in his pockets and sneered, "Huh, this is really surprising."

Conan struggled hard, but his two hands were on Gin's big hand, like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it had no effect at all.

With his feet in the air, he couldn't kick anything to clear the ball.

why?

Why was my identity exposed?

Conan thought to himself as he struggled.

But at this moment, Mao Lilan's voice came from the corridor outside the door.

"Conan?"

"Is that Conan? What's wrong?"

Conan's eyes suddenly changed, and he tried his best to stop Mouri Ran by groaning from deep in his throat.

However, Mao Lilan continued to walk towards the office.

"Conan, I

Did you hear some sound?"

"Are you there, Conan..."

The frosted glass on the office door revealed a figure with horns on its head, and at this time, Mao Lilan was standing at the door.

Gin grinned, grabbed Conan and took two steps back.

Vodka took out his pistol, slowly walked behind the door, and prepared to shoot.

Gin forced Conan's body to face the door and whispered in Conan's ear, "Watch carefully, those who are involved with you, what kind of end will they face..."

“Hmph…”

As the door of the office was slowly pushed open, Mao Lilan stuck her head into the office.

But what greeted her was a black hole of a gun pressed against her forehead.

Conan kept twisting his body in Gin's hands, trying to break free from his control, while making "eng", "eng" sounds in his throat.

Xiaolan!

Xiaolan!

……

"Ran!"

“Ran—!”

Conan suddenly woke up from his bed, clenching his teeth, looking like he had just experienced something terrible.

He propped himself up and stared at the ceiling in astonishment for several seconds before he took a few deep breaths.

Everything that just happened was...

“Huh…Huh…”

Hearing a steady snoring sound next to him, Conan turned his head to the left and saw Kogoro Mouri sleeping soundly on the bed.

Conan, who was still in shock, finally realized that he had just had a nightmare.

"hateful……"

"I actually had this kind of dream."

Luckily it was just a dream...

Conan didn't know whether to be glad or upset. He could only smile with relief and touched the cold sweat on his forehead helplessly.

Gin has been dead for a long time, but I can still dream about him...

It can be seen how much he is afraid of Gin from the bottom of his heart.

But why didn't I realize it was a dream sooner?

There are obviously many flaws in the dream, but the dreamer just cannot realize them.

For example, the most obvious thing is that Gin's hair is golden, not white...

"call……"

Conan let out a long sigh and lay back down, resting his hands behind his head.

After experiencing this nightmare, he couldn't fall asleep for a short time, and his restless brain cells began to think.

Although you are the one dreaming, the logic of the dream is not completely under your control.

For example, in reality one’s identity may have been exposed, but not in this way.

When in London, Kuroba Kaito, using the identity of "Kudo Shinichi", attended the aristocratic dinner and left his name.

This led to the other party kidnapping Mao Lilan and asking Kudo Shinichi to come and rescue her.

As for why the other party asked Kudo Shinichi, Conan also heard it from Kuroba Kaito on the plane back to Japan.

It turned out that after he parted with her on Vauxhall Bridge, he still used the identity of Kudo Shinichi, causing the other party to equate "Kudo Shinichi" with "Kaito Kid".

What the other party is looking for is actually Kaito Kidd.

This was an unexpected disaster for Conan.

However, this does not mean that the situation of himself, Xiaolan and others is absolutely safe.

On the one hand, the news that Kudo Shinichi was still alive had indeed been exposed to the enemy.

This enemy also includes the Black Organization.

However, the organization currently does not know that Kudo Shinichi has become smaller and turned into Conan.

On the other hand, according to Kudo Yusaku's speculation, the invitation of his group to London should have been a carefully planned event.

It was extremely suspicious to be arranged to sit next to a bomb at the Wimbledon stadium.

So Kudo Yusaku used his connections in Scotland Yard to investigate Diana

The name Kingston.

However, there is no record of this person in Scotland Yard's population records.

Even the contact numbers that could be dialed before have now become empty numbers that have never been registered.

Such a well-informed operation further proves that this trip to London was a conspiracy against the Maori family from the very beginning.

But who would target the Maori family?

If it was an organization that took action, they wouldn't use such covert means, right?

Conan was puzzled.

But fortunately, the mystery of Michael's identity has now been solved, and it turned out to be Qin Zhibo who has always been by his side.

Moreover, my father and uncle have officially joined the camp against the organization, so I am definitely not fighting alone now.

Regarding organizational matters, we will be able to find more people to discuss them with in the future.

This feeling is inexplicably peaceful.

Thinking of this, Conan's mouth corners slightly raised.

……

The next day.

Teitan Elementary School, first grade Class B classroom.

"Good morning……"

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Conan!"

"Good morning."

Conan took off the backpack on his back, put it on the table, and sat down on the chair tiredly.

The three little ones had already learned that he was going to return to class, and they gathered around the table early in the morning, chattering.

"Conan, you're finally back."

"Conan, how was your time in London?"

"Conan, is there eel rice in the hot pot?"

Faced with the three little ones' questions, Conan could only answer them patiently as always.

For example, "London" is not called "hot stew", and this trip was quite fun...

I am so happy...

At this moment, Haibara Ai, who was sitting next to her, was calmly carrying a book far beyond her age range. She said calmly, "Well, it's the birthplace of Sherlock Holmes after all. It must have fulfilled the wish of a Sherlock Holmes fan..."

Conan grinned and threw away a half-moon eye.

Ha ha……

The person who left the least impression on me during this trip was Sherlock Holmes.

Looking at Haibara Ai's peaceful and somewhat melancholy profile, Conan's lips moved slightly and his eyes became complicated.

During a ward meeting in London, Qin Zhibo once said that Miyano Elena might still be alive.

However, it is very likely that Elena Miyano is on the side of the organization.

This news must have been a heavy blow to Haibara Ai.

After all, Conan, who has been with her all the way, is very clear about Haibara Ai's hatred and fear of the organization.

So Conan does not intend to tell Haibara Ai about the organization intelligence obtained during this trip.

For her, just treat it as an ordinary trip to London...

"That's right!"

"Let's go on a stag beetle catching trip sometime where everyone can go!" Yuantai suddenly shouted.

When the two kids nearby heard this suggestion, their eyes lit up and they echoed it.

Ayumi: "Yeah! Now is the season for catching stag beetles!"

Mitsuhiko: "How about this weekend? We'll meet at Dr. Agasa's house..."

The three little ones were talking excitedly, but Conan gave a disappointing answer.

"Then let Dr. Agasa take you there. I have other things to do this weekend."

"What? Conan isn't coming?"

Hearing that Conan wasn't coming, Ayumi's interest immediately dropped by half and she frowned, "If Conan doesn't come, there's nothing fun for us..."

The three little ones looked at Conan with pitiful expressions.

Now the identity of each member of the Junior Detective Team has been deeply rooted in their hearts.

Conan is the backbone, soul, and leader of the Junior Detective Team.

official.