[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Neon, Beika Town, Dr. Agasa's house

Conan lay on the platform in the center of the underground laboratory with a bit of trepidation, looking at the two white coats, one large and one small, beside him, always having a subtle sense of déjà vu that he would be dissected in the next second.

If Haibara Ai could hear Conan's voice at this time, she would probably comfort him insincerely: This is the first-person perspective of the little white mouse.

"Shinichi, are you sure you want to try the medicine?"

Dr. Agasa looked at Conan lying down with a bit of worry, and then looked at the various medical instruments he asked his magical old friend to get.

Conan nodded.

After the previous versions of the temporary antidote were tested on the little white mouse, Haibara Ai personally tried it to determine the specific effective time of the antidote for the human body.

Since Haibara can do it, so can he.

In a week, he can go to London with Xiaolan as Kudo Shinichi. Such a temptation is something he cannot refuse.

At the Maori family, while Xiaolan was not at home, Conan asked Dr. Agasa to pick him up with the excuse that "the child's mother temporarily returned to Neon and wanted to reunite with the child for a few days", while Maori Kogoro was muttering.

Then, he sent a message to Xiaolan using Kudo Shinichi's mobile phone.

The general meaning was that Conan had no way to go to London because he had to reunite with his mother, and he happened to meet Kudo Shinichi who had returned from investigating a case on the way to be picked up by the doctor, so he gave the opportunity to go to London to Shinichi brother.

And because the doctor was also going to the UK, in order to settle Huiyuan who was temporarily staying at the doctor's house, he and the doctor had to send Huiyuan to a classmate's house first, so they could not leave together and could only take the next flight.

They would meet directly in London at that time.

The reason was reasonable, but it was a pity that Conan, who had already left the Maori Detective Agency, did not see the wonderful expression on Xiaolan's face after receiving the message.

"Okay, take the antidote."

Huihara Ai pressed the timer in her hand and watched Conan swallow the 3.0 version of the antidote.

Dr. Agasa sat obediently beside the pile of first aid equipment, striving to rescue Kudo Shinichi as soon as possible if any unexpected situation occurred.

Conan lay flat on the laboratory table, staring at the ceiling of the laboratory, his mind a little scattered.

After taking the 3.0 version of the antidote, the reaction was far less intense than the previous two versions. There was no need to experience the pain of crushing and reorganizing bones and flesh again. In addition to the symptoms of a cold such as nasal congestion and fever, Conan did not feel any other adverse reactions in his body.

As his sight rose, he completed the transformation from Conan to Kudo Shinichi in a calm state.

The doctor found the large bathrobe that he had prepared earlier and put it on Kudo Shinichi. He touched Shinichi's forehead with concern, and then dragged out the heart rate monitor and other equipment beside him to give Kudo Shinichi a comprehensive examination.

Huihara Ai pushed the goggles used for the experiment, and the thick experimental data in her hand recorded something.

"How do you feel?"

Kudo Shinichi stood up, moved his body, and smiled with surprise.

"It feels great... huh?"

Kudo Shinichi:? !

Kudo Shinichi, who finally logged in with a large account, touched his throat nervously, and subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but what came out of his mouth was still a quack with a high poultry content.

Huihara Ai:...

Huihara Ai's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and she tried hard to restrain the urge to laugh. And she threw the original plan of taking the antidote and then going to see her sister directly into the trash can.

She didn't want to go to see her sister with a quack!

"Ahem, it should be a sequelae. Does your...do you feel a burning pain in your throat?"

Kudo Shinichi shook his head and gurgled again without giving up.

Then, the famous detective, who still had a bit of idol baggage, silently shut up, took out his phone and started typing.

[There is no abnormal feeling in the throat! ]

Dr. Agasa touched his half-bald forehead, rummaged through the boxes and found the mask voice changer that he had made a long time ago in order to let Haibara Ai pretend to be Conan during the Teitan High School School Festival to cover up Kudo who had taken a temporary antidote.

"Try it."

Kudo Shinichi put on the mask that was not very suitable for the size expressionlessly, "Why is this happening?"

With the blessing of the voice changer, this time his voice finally turned from the bird track back to the normal human track, but it sounded a little hoarse than his usual voice, and there was a sense of embarrassment that the voice change period had not yet passed.

Haibara Ai ignored Kudo's question, but just typed in the computer dedicated to her experimentA long list of data to record the experimental results.

Dr. Agasa took off the mask-type voice changer and prepared to change the size of this thing a few hours before departure.

After all, the mask was made according to the size of Huiyuan and Conan's elementary school students. Now it is a bit unsuitable for the 17-year-old Kudo Shinichi.

Kudo Shinichi looked at the two white coats in the laboratory. The younger one was lying in front of the computer and typing desperately, mumbling all kinds of biological components that made people feel dizzy; the older one was lying on the temporary test bench, making a brand new voice changer for him with sparks flying.

Feeling a little desolate for some reason, Kudo Shinichi wrapped himself in a bathrobe and suddenly realized that the voice changer was his real body.

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A certain star hotel in London

Kuroba Kaito pushed open the door of the room with a dusty face. He didn't even feel like cleaning himself up. He threw himself straight on the soft bed, so tired that he didn't even bother to move his fingers.

Judging from the situation, it doesn't look like a day's work in the museum's warehouse. Instead, it looks like he went to some evil mine and was enslaved for a whole day.

"It doesn't look good?"

Wakamu Ryo sat by the window, enjoying the evening breeze leisurely, picked up the high-heeled glass in front of him, and sipped the soda water in it.

Kuroba Kaito buried his head in the quilt, and his voice sounded buzzing.

"It's terrible."

Touzi silently propped himself up with his arms and began to complain.

"I thought the restoration of the cultural relics in the display cabinets was simple and rough, but I didn't expect that the warehouse was even rougher. There are many large stone sculptures and murals that were cut for easy transportation. Because they were not properly exhibited and it was too difficult to restore them, they were thrown directly into the warehouse and left to decay."

Even though he had done some emergency measures as much as possible during the inventory, he was not a professional in cultural relic restoration after all, and his personal strength was too insignificant in front of the huge number of 3.5 million.

Even if he worked hard all day, it was still a drop in the bucket.

After lying down for a while, Kuroba Kaito, who felt that he had recovered a lot, got up, poured himself a full glass of water, and gulped it down in one breath.

"Ah, I feel like I'm alive again."

"Let Moran report to you the specific work results."

That's right, the universal assistant that Ruomu Liang arranged for Xiaogezi was naturally the artificial intelligence Moran.

Even if Kaito Kidd has the aura of a protagonist, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to expect him to complete the archive compilation of all cultural relics within a week by himself.

Kuroba Kaito scratched his head and touched his shriveled stomach. He decided to take a shower first, and then go downstairs to find a restaurant to comfort his poor stomach.

"I say, you even named the artificial intelligence Colonel Moran, professor, you don't really want to be the Moriarty of the new century?"

Wakagi Ryo turned his head to look at Kuroba Kaito and smiled slightly.

"What do you think?"

Kuroba Kaito: ...

Tsk, the Riddler, get out of London!