CONAN: I have a compositing station

The breeze was blowing softly, the sun was just right

, and Natsuki took a deep breath with his eyes closed, smelling the smell of sunlight in the wind.

An untimely voice broke the tranquility at this time.

"Natsuki, Hattori they fainted! ...... Natsuki?

Conan hurriedly ran out of the car, only to find Natsuki standing on a street corner in the distance. The body exudes a disgusting sour smell.

There was a strange atmosphere on Natsuki's body, which made Conan feel that he couldn't get close to Natsuki at all.

"Natsuki!"

Conan called Natsuki's name again.

Natsuki didn't react, he was still immersed in the evening breeze.

It wasn't until Shiho Miyano next to him blushed and withdrew his hand that Natsuki reacted.

"What's wrong? Did Zhu Weiming come out of the house?

Natsuki returned to his senses and quickly asked.

"It doesn't seem to be... You look at Hattori first, they are already starting to say strange things.

Conan pulled Natsuki into the car.

In the car.

Kazuha and Hattori looked stunned.

Hattori muttered.

"My Lord. Inter-Nedonaire. "

Davari's."

In comparison, the situation with Ye is much lighter.

Halfway through hearing it, Hattori, who reacted incorrectly, put the earplugs on Kazuha.

And himself, seeing that a small child did not react, naturally could not admit defeat, forcibly heard the tail of the whole conversation from the beginning, and understood what happened.

Looking at Hattori's situation, Natsuki was also interested in teasing Conan.

He used the voice recorder as a microphone and put it to Conan's mouth.

"May I ask Conan, are you interested in debuting as a singer?" As long as you spread your heavenly voice to every corner of the world, that organization is almost finished.

Conan avoided the voice recorder that Natsuki was about to stuff into his mouth and glared at Natsuki with his eyes wide open.

He said angrily.

"When is this, don't joke."

Natsuki spread his hands, "As you can see, I can't help it.

Saying that, he poked Conan's forehead with his finger, "The culprit is you, not me."

Conan looked hehe.

It's not yet that Hattori has to confirm any evidence.

Since Natsuki has no choice, he can only let it go and wait for Hattori to wake up by himself.

"Listen to people's advice and eat well."

Natsuki looked at Heiji Hattori's state and shook his head.

Inadvertently turned his head and saw the door of Dr. Zhu Qi's house open.

Doctor Zhu and the man who had entered his house before walked out of the house.

Mrs. Zhu stood at the door with a smile and watched the two leave.

"What's wrong?"

Conan lay on the seat behind Natsuki and followed Natsuki's line of sight.

"Call the police first."

Natsuki only left a word, then pulled the car door and rushed out.

Conan saw Natsuki's movements and his eyes froze.

Quickly pulled out the phone to call the police.

He was about to use Kudo's mobile phone to call the police, when he suddenly reacted that there was another awake person in the car.

He reached for a moment in his trouser pocket, then pulled out his phone from the small bag behind his back.

Then using Natsuki's name, he sent a phone call to Officer Twilight.

"Yes, Officer Twilight, Brother Xia Mu has found the murderer of the arson case, and he already has the evidence."

"What evidence do you say?"

Conan glanced at the voice recorder left by Natsuki on the side.

A psychiatrist tried to hypnotize Natsuki, but was hypnotized by Natsuki in turn, and confessed the details that he was the real culprit of the arson case....

This thing, how to think how outrageous.

"Ahaha, Officer Twilight, you will know when you come over, ah, my phone seems to be running out of battery."

"Officer Twilight, come quickly, the murderer is ready to commit a crime!"

Conan pretended to shout into his phone a few times, then hung up.

Then he pretended to turn off the phone, and then muttered: "It's really bad, I forgot to charge it when I went out today, and now Sister Xiaolan won't be able to contact me."

Said Conan while scratching his head and laughing awkwardly.

But soon his smile froze on his face.

Because he saw in the rearview mirror that the detective girl in the passenger seat was looking at him faintly.

"According to that Osaka detective, Kudo Shinichi is near Mori Lan."

"Little brother, when did you get fostered in the house of the Maori detective?"

The two words fluttering in the girl's mouth were like thunderbolts on a sunny day, hitting Conan.

Conan's eyes froze.

Shiho Miyano, who was sitting in the co-pilot, smiled slightly, and glanced through the rearview mirror at Conan, who thought his identity was perfectly hidden.

However, she saw that Conan had lowered his head.

"Well, should I call you Detective Haibara, or Natsuki's child bride, Haibara..."

Conan slowly raised his head. The expression on his face became flat.

Shiho Miyano could see a white light reflected in the glasses on the bridge of Conan's nose.

"You should have eaten that kind of thing just like me."

Conan's tone was very firm, as if he was convinced of Shiho Miyano's identity.

"The reason you approached the Doctor is because you want the Doctor to help you research the antidote?"

Conan met Shiho Miyano's eyes through the rearview mirror.

His eyes flashed with a gleam that seemed to see everything.

"Very interesting reasoning."

The girl smiled slightly.

"But your statement doesn't hold up."

"If I'm really like what you say, I eat something and become a child like you."

"So how can I explain my current state?"

"I've already solved my problem, why do I need to use the doctor to study your so-called antidote?"

The eyes of the two men meet with the help of the rearview mirror.

Both sides are trying to hide their true thoughts and try to find each other's flaws.

Through the direct nuances between the two child brides before and after Natsuki, Conan instinctively began to suspect that the detective girl in front of him was the real child bride.

However, there are still many things that do not make sense in his thinking.

For example, the other party has solved the problem on the body.

This means that Natsuki has a solution for that medicine.

But the "magic" that Natsuki performed on him last time was indeed time-sensitive....

Is it a permanent antidote, only one copy, or does it work differently for everyone?

Or, it's a side effect....

For example, in him it is timeliness, and in the other person is something else....

Since the last satellite incident, the other party has often appeared in the doctor's house actively, which also makes Conan very concerned.

However, no matter what he thinks, he cannot figure out the key to this.

"Maybe there are some side effects of Natsuki's antidote..."

Conan said faintly.

"Maybe, probably, probably."

The corners of Shiho Miyano's mouth were slightly hooked.

"Is that how detectives reason? Based on his own uncertain guesses, he asserts the final conclusion. The

expression on Miyano Shiho's face did not show any flaws, and she even glanced at Conan with some contempt.

Detective, who isn't?