Conan's other me

Chapter 23 Underlying Emotions

"Are you going to the doctor's house too?"

"Yeah," said Conan who came up, "it's because you broke my watch and shoes, I have to go to the doctor to fix them."

Not bad reason.

Fengyuan responded casually and continued walking.

The reason why Conan followed was obviously not this.

Last night, or early this morning, he was tired and hungry, so he ate something and fell asleep.As a result, early in the morning, the unreliable parents sent him back to Maori's house and ran away, so that he didn't have time to ask anything.

Moreover, there are some questions that can only be asked of Fengyuan.

So he found the right opportunity, talked to Xiaolan and slipped out.

The two walked on the road like this, which made Conan feel like the night when he became smaller.At that time, he followed Fengyuan like this, full of questions and didn't know where to start.

Feng originally spoke.

"The day before yesterday, the doctor took some of my hair."

"what?"

"Took yours too. But you didn't realize it."

"Why do you take the hair?" Conan complained casually, but then he reacted, "...to do a DNA test?"

"Yes."

"What's the result?"

"The result is obvious, isn't it?" Feng Yuan said.In the early hours of this morning, he had already confirmed with the doctor, and even saw the appraisal report with his own eyes, "Want to see it? I took a few photos."

After finishing speaking, Fengyuan stopped and took out his mobile phone.Although a smart phone is not smart, it is still no problem to take a picture.

Conan leaned over curiously and took a closer look.

The contents of it made Conan's remaining questions even more difficult to say.

Feng Yuan knew what he was struggling with.

Because Conan glanced at him last night when he mentioned "reasons for not being able to leave Japan".

As I said before, although Fengyuan has the complete memory of Kudo Shinichi, the main body is still his own memory, so he was not affected by Kudo Shinichi's emotions.

Moreover, it was also because he didn't want to just give up the identity of "Kudo Shinichi" through time travel, which brought a lot of additional troubles to Kudo Shinichi himself.

So... it's good to be clear now.

"You like Xiaolan, right?"

"Who, who would like that woman!" Conan retorted habitually, and this rebuttal happened countless times when he was Shinichi.

Feng Yuan couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at him.

Only then did Conan realize that it wasn't his gossiping childhood sweetheart beside him, "Okay...forget that you are my subconscious mind," Conan scratched his hair irritably, "I have some thoughts about Xiaolan, but only a little..."

"One hundred million points?"

"Yeah, just a little bit." Conan said firmly, and then tried to make his tone sound casual, "... What about you?"

"No."

"what?"

"I said... I don't have your thoughts on Xiaolan, so... don't worry, your worries are unnecessary."

A brief silence.

After a while, Conan held back another sentence.

"It's unreasonable. Since you are my subconscious mind, you should also like... the same one as me, right?"

"Why? Don't forget, first of all, we have different personalities."

"Does that mean that I don't have that kind of thought about Xiaolan subconsciously?" Conan doubted.

"Well, who knows?" Fengyuan replied, "But...you seem to really hope that I like Xiaolan too?"

"I just think it's a little weird, weird! You see, you have the same memory as me, and you know what I thought, but you think differently from me, and I don't know anything about your thoughts—because you are my subconscious mind, and I am the conscious mind?"

"...Good question. But..." Fengyuan paused, "I don't know either."

He's done badly, and he doesn't bother to think about the setting anymore.

The impact on the memory, the sudden emotions and the DNA identification report all made Fengyuan firm in his idea of ​​continuing to play another Kudo Shinichi for the time being.

Anyway, for a long time to come, the results of DNA identification can play a strong role in proof.

In addition, after the results of the appraisal came out, some things were not very sure even if they were fabricated in Fengyuan.For example, now he doesn't know what effect the antidote will have on him.Although he thought it was unlikely that two people would become one again, he didn't know that he would return to Kudo Shinichi's appearance or his original appearance.

Or, something even stranger is going to happen?

But no matter what, they haven't even touched the hem of the black organization now, so it's too early to think about it.

Both of them suppressed the thoughts in their hearts and avoided talking about deeper doubts.

After receiving the good news, Conan returned to his normal appearance a little bit, and began to accuse Fengyuan and other "others" of scaring him with Xiaolan.

Fengyuan naturally dumped the blame without any psychological burden and it was over.

.........

Maori's house is not far from the doctor's house, and the two arrived soon.

When he entered the room, he didn't see the doctor at first glance, so Conan left a sentence "I'll go to the doctor to fix the props" and went straight to the laboratory where the doctor often lives.

Feng Yuan slowly changed his shoes, and then walked directly to the kitchen.

Then he pushed open the door and looked it up curiously.

The kitchen, which was full of invented props because they were not used, has been cleaned up and restored to its proper appearance.

"Doctor, what are you doing?"

"Hey! Xiao, Xiaokong!" Dr. A Li was taken aback, turned around, moved his body to block Fengyuan's sight, "I'm back so early..."

"And me," Conan followed, and looked at the doctor suspiciously, "Doctor, you are cooking, right?"

"how is this possible!"

"Really~?"

Kaedehara and Conan walked around the doctor's body trying to block them, and the doctor gave up the resistance after just a try.Then the two looked at the round dark object in the frying pan and fell into thought.

"Tsk, I always feel like I've seen this kind of thing before." Conan recalled, "Hey, Fengyuan, you should remember?"

"Of course I remember. Xiaolan's mother's fried eggs are the same style."

"Mother Xiaolan?" Conan showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, Aunt Feiyingli." Fengyuan glanced at Conan, "You don't even remember Xiaolan's mother, do you?"

"Of course I remember, it's just to test you." Conan started to change the subject, "By the way, doctor, why did you suddenly think of making this thing?"

Dr. Ali was a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, isn't Xiao Kong going to live for a while, I think I can't always eat takeaway with me..."

"So let him eat this?" Conan gloated.

"Accident, accident. I haven't done it for too long, and my hands are a little raw, haha!" Dr. A Li rubbed his head in embarrassment.

This is actually true.After eating takeaway for so long, Dr. Ali almost forgot that he used to know how to cook.

Conan, who didn't believe it at all, took the doctor to repair the anesthesia needle watch and the foot strengthening shoes, and the doctor's cooking recovery plan was put on hold for the time being.

Feng Yuan followed behind the two in a daze.

Dr. Ali, what a nice person.

(End of this chapter)