I'm in Conan, but I'm in Ace Attorney

The person who came this time was Wright Ryuichi Naruto, the same Wright Ryuichi Naruto whom I had met in "The Essence of Experts".

"Long time no see. It's you who came this time, but it doesn't matter."

"Anyway, I'm not your teacher this time. The only magic I know is probably..."

"……【bluff】?"

Naruhodō Ryuichi said it very easily, or perhaps with self-awareness.

"Also, you've already regained your Bar badge, so why are you still wearing this outfit?"

"Did you change your clothes just to tease me?"

Raising his eyebrows, Xiang Yuanguang stared at Naruhodō Ryuichi.

The legendary lawyer, who had experienced many battles, smiled and did not answer.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and the person who appeared behind the door was a familiar yet unfamiliar girl.

It's familiar because I've seen it many times in the game, and the iconic clothes can be recognized at a glance.

The reason why she felt strange was that Xiang Yuanguang had never actually seen her in real life. This was the first time.

The successor of Orishiki's magic, Naruhodō Ryuichi's adopted daughter, whose original name was Orishiki Mikuni...

Naruhodō is beautiful.

"Hey, Mr. Xiang Yuan is here again? Ah, Mr. Xiang Yuan this time is different from the last time?"

The young magician covered her mouth in surprise, and it was obvious that she was very curious.

"Excuse me, is the other Mr. Xiang Yuan also a pragmatic lawyer who upholds elegance?"

"...I don't know what you mean, but I think I am a human rights advocate and a practical person."

He shook his head towards Yuan Guang.

"Then the other Mr. Xiang Yuan probably doesn't know me yet? Well, I must introduce myself."

Naruhodō folded his hands over his elbows, looking thoughtful.

The next moment, a wooden doll appeared from nowhere and rushed out from her cloak.

He even wore Naruhodō Mikuro's hat.

"Hello, I'm Naruhodō Mikanari, the director of Naruhodō Universal Office and the great magician!"

"This is my good assistant, Mr. Hat!"

"If that Mr. Xiang Yuan could learn magic quickly, I believe this Mr. Xiang Yuan will be able to do it too!"

(Uh, I’m not very good at delicate things…)

He blinked at Yuan Guang.

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"Xiang Yuan, why do you look so dead?"

Conan stared at the hedgehog-head with dead eyes next to him with some confusion.

I wondered if my hedgehog friend was in a daze or was stupid.

Then, Xiang Yuanguang suddenly sighed.

"Conan, you said that I felt like I could use magic, but everyone else thought it wasn't magic."

"So does my magic still count as magic?"

The Death God pupil showed his small eyes.

"……what?"

Chapter 185 May th Birthday Party

Crash, crash, crash.

The sound of wheels turning immediately attracted the attention of Xiang Yuanguang and Conan.

(Who is coming this time? He doesn't sound like the previous Inspector Akasawa.)

(Is it the doctor who came to change the dressing? It’s possible, but the voice seems a little soft.)

The Death God Elementary School Student listened to the sliding sound of the wheels outside and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Xiang Yuanguang no longer pondered whether the magic he had learned could be considered magic, but instead looked up towards the door.

Crunch——————

The door of the ward was pushed open again, and the first thing that came into view was a small car.

Then, there was a fat man with a kind smile on his face - to be precise.

It’s Dr. Agasa!

"Conan, Mr. Xiangyuan, Dr. Agasa is here to see you."

Xiaolan followed Dr. Agasa's cart into the room with a smile on her face.

"Ran, Ran? And Dr. Agasa? What's going on?"

"Didn't you go and send Eri to the station?"

Uncle Maori, who was dozing with his head down, was startled.

He raised his head and looked at his daughter and Professor Agasa.

"Also, what is this car covered with?"

"Do you want to change the medicine? Or the medicine? Why did you come to deliver it?"

medicine?

Professor Agasa and Ran Mouri looked at each other and shook their heads.

"It's definitely not medicine, Dad. I just ran into Dr. Agasa at the station."

"He said Conan's parents were worried about Conan's condition, and that today was Conan's birthday."

"On the one hand, Dr. Agasa came to visit Conan, and on the other hand, he was holding a birthday party."

Mao Lilan started to explain, but after she finished explaining, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

(May 4th birthday? Shinichi’s birthday seems to be today as well…?)

(Earlier on the train, I heard someone mention Kudo Shinichi, and then asked Officer Takagi when I left the train.)

(He said Kudo Shinichi was also in the car and helped them defuse the bomb, but he didn't see him in person...)

Xiaolan's eyes turned suspicious.

(Shinichi wasn’t on the bus afterward, and he wasn’t on the passenger list either. And when Shinichi disappeared…)

"Huh? Today is Conan's birthday? Really, kid, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Hearing this, Uncle Maori couldn't help but shook his head.

he muttered.

"If you had told me earlier, I could have prepared myself. Now I have nothing to prepare."

"How can this feel like a birthday party?"

(When did you ever feel like you were having a birthday party?)

(Also, how could he remember these things after having just escaped from the explosion of the Silver Star?)

Conan, lying on the hospital bed, felt a little depressed.

pat.

On the other side, Xiang Yuanguang, who was covered in bandages, looked very energetic.

He snapped his fingers and said with a grin.

"Okay, since there's nothing else to do right now, let's prepare for Conan's birthday party."

"I'll come and help, too."

"Ah!? You're here to help too?"

At this moment, whether it is Dr. Agasa, Uncle Maori, or Maori Ran.

Even the doctors and nurses who had just pushed the door open exclaimed in surprise.

"A patient should act like a patient! You are going to have a birthday party, right?"

The attending doctor in the ward sighed.

"Please don't make too much noise. There are patients in other wards who need to rest." "If we have time, we will come to help, so this patient should just lie down on the bed."

"Your injuries are the most serious in this ward. You should rest well for a few days."

"Oh……"

(Actually, I feel like I’m almost done with it.)

Giving Yuan Guang an awkward smile, he reached out and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

With a look of surprise on the doctor's face, he put his bandaged hand back.

(My best magic tricks now require some time to make props.)

"Alright, alright, little Xiangyuan, just lie down and leave the rest to me, Detective Maori!"

"Decorating a birthday party venue is a piece of cake for me!"

Uncle Maori sat up from his chair in an instant as if he had been sprung to life.

After saying some confusing words, he angrily pulled Dr. Agasa out of the ward.

If everything goes as expected, it will be time to buy props for decorating the birthday party venue.

What about fireworks, ribbons, candles... or something like that?

It’s unknown. Xiang Yuanguang shook his head. He yawned and felt a little sleepy.

Although in the practice space of [the essence of the true meaning], one can also get some rest.

But after all, I have to learn this and memorize that every day, and it’s not as comfortable as resting in reality.

"Patients should rest more recently and not try to force themselves to say they are fine."

"Tomorrow... no, the day after tomorrow, I'll take you for a comprehensive physical examination the day after tomorrow."

The doctor spoke as he expertly changed the medicine bottle.

"If the situation is good, you can be discharged early or do anything else you want."

"But I ask you to take some rest in the ward today and tomorrow."

At this moment, the hedgehog-headed lawyer could only nod his head. After all, it was not good to go against the doctor.

After changing the medicine, the doctor pushed the medical cart out of the ward.

Before leaving, he looked at the cake cart that Professor Agasa had pushed in with some confusion.

I couldn't help but feel confused.

(This is the third floor, and the elevator is not open to non-staff.)

(How did they get the cake cart up to the third floor?)

A bold guess flashed through the doctor's mind.

(It can’t be that it was lifted up by force, right? No, no, no, it’s not likely no matter how I think about it.)

(A frail-looking high school girl and a fat old man in a white coat.)

Tick, tick, tick.

The footsteps of the doctor and the nurse gradually faded away along with the scratching sound of the moving cart.

At this moment, Xiaolan pretended to look up casually at Conan, who was standing alone and speechless in front of the cake cart.