Conan's other me

Chapter 67 Purse Suspicion ([-])

"At first, I wondered if some fanatic locked him up and kept him writing novels."

Conan sat on the sofa and told Fengyuan about the cases he encountered these days.

The author of the original author of the Detective Zuowen series is missing, but the novels are being updated all the time. His daughter entrusts Uncle Mao Li to find her father and mother who disappeared together.

After some reasoning, Conan unexpectedly discovered that this was not a kidnapping incident.

"Actually, he was seriously ill, and time was running out, so he came up with this method to give readers a riddle, hoping that some readers would guess the truth from the novel, and then tell him the answer." Conan continued, "Unfortunately, until he passed away, no readers could guess the riddle."

He figured it out himself, but he didn't have time to say it.

So Conan's mood is also a little low.

"I quite like this series." Fengyuan echoed.

Conan mentioned it before, and he "revisited" several episodes of this TV series in Kudo Shinichi's memory.

However, although he was actually talking about himself, Conan obviously didn't understand it that way.

"Of course. Zuo Wenwen disappeared into the sea of ​​fire with the murderer ten years ago, and now he is finally reappearing..."

Conan showed a nostalgic look, the phone in the living room rang, Feng Yuan went to answer the phone, leaving Conan alone to indulge in the past.

"Hello, this is Dr. Ali's house."

To be on the safe side, Kudo's phone number was transferred to the laboratory instead, so Fengyuan answered the call directly.

"Kudou!" Came from the phone in a Kansai accent.

It's definitely not a good thing for this guy to call... Fengyuan thought for a while and decided not to hang up the phone directly, "It's me."

"I miss you so much that I haven't seen you for so long," Hattori Heiji said, "But wait a minute, tell me which Kudo you are first?"

"...Fujihara. What's the matter?"

It's the more difficult Kudo... Hattori Heiji thought to himself, and became a little more serious.

"It's nothing," Hattori Heiji said, "I just caused you so much trouble last time, so I just wanted to invite you to Osaka for a few days, and I'll be the host!"

"Not so polite."

Feng Yuan replied politely, Hattori Heiji couldn't help frowning.He knew this guy was tough to deal with...

"I've even arranged the food, clothing, housing and transportation for you," Hattori Heiji continued to persuade, "Why don't you just come and see Osaka?"

"So, what's going on?"

Hattori was silent for a while.

Even though he persevered in persuading him with a few more words, the Kudo on the opposite side would probably agree, but Hattori Heiji did have something on his mind.

Fengyuan waited quietly.

"Kudou, life is impermanent." Hattori Heiji suddenly became artistic, "People really don't know when they will die—I had a strange dream."

"Dream?"

"Yes. I dreamed that when I was about to arrest the murderer, I was stabbed by the murderer..."

"..."

"Dream of you dying in the end!" Hattori Heiji changed his voice, "Haha!"

"Which me?"

"...I don't know," Hattori Heiji almost choked to death on the phone, "I guess it's definitely not you."

Although it sounded like it was all a joke, Fengyuan could still hear that something was wrong with Hattori Heiji's mood, so he was ready to agree.

At this time, he noticed that Fengyuan was silent for a while, and Conan, who had come over earlier, asked, "That guy Hattori?"

From Fengyuan's words, it is not difficult for Conan to deduce that the other party knows about the two of them, and then he can guess that it is Hattori Heiji on the phone.

Feng Yuan hummed.

"That Kudo is also nearby?" Hattori Heiji obviously heard Conan's voice, "Hey, Kudo, turn on the speaker, I just talked with you two."

At this time, Hui Yuanai just came up from the basement while yawning.However, there was no need to hide the matter of Hattori Heiji from her, so Kaedehara directly opened the external release.

"It's open." Kaedehara reminded Hattori Heiji.

"Kudou, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you." Conan replied with black lines.

"I told Kudo just now, please come to Osaka for a few days, and everything is ready." Hattori Heiji said quickly, "Anyway, come early tomorrow morning, and I will pick you up at the station."

"By the way, you two are just inconvenient for children now, so bring your woman and that uncle with you," Hattori Heiji added, "That's it! Hang up!"

Not giving them a chance to refuse, Hattori Heiji hurriedly hung up the phone.

Feng Yuan put the phone back.

"This guy is real," Conan said speechlessly, "Are you going?"

"Should go."

"Then I'll go too. It just so happens that there's nothing to do during the school holidays." Conan said, "I'll go back first and tell Xiaolan and the others."

After saying hello to Haibara Ai who just appeared, Conan ran back again.Hattori Heiji directly set the time for tomorrow, and he had to tell Xiaolan early to prepare for the trip.

Haibara Ai watched Conan go out, then looked at Fengyuan.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

"...That's not the case." Fengyuan explained, "Heiji Hattori is on the phone, a high school student detective in Osaka. He knew our identity because of some cases."

"Don't worry, he is a trustworthy person."

Except that sometimes you can't speak your mind.Feng Yuan added something in his heart.

Haibara Ai nodded thoughtfully.

She actually wanted to remind Kudo to keep her identity secret just now, but thinking about reminding Gongdo, it would be better to remind Edogawa, so she swallowed the words back.

"You also heard the call," Fengyuan said, "Do you want to go to Osaka together?"

Hui Yuanai didn't answer, but asked instead: "Your woman...do you mean the Xiaolan that Edogawa said?"

"...Her name is Mori Ran. As I told you before, Conan lives in her house. She grew up with us." Fengbara replied, "Also, don't imitate that guy Hattori Heiji's diction."

"Why? Isn't she?" Hui Yuan Ai seemed very interested.

Kaedehara gave Haibara Ai another popularization of the setting that he had told Conan before.

After learning that the so-called "subconscious" Kudo didn't have that kind of thought about Mori Ran, Haibara Ai seemed more interested.

"So, you have the same memory, but there are differences in personality and emotion. It's a pity," Hui Yuanai showed a regretful expression, "I don't have much research on the level of consciousness."

"I won't go, there are still some instruments that haven't been delivered, I have to watch here," Hui Yuanai turned around while answering the previous question, took out his mobile phone and typed and took notes, "I wish you a good time, Kudo."

(End of this chapter)