Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Perhaps, I am overthinking it.

Shinichi, how could you become so small?

Rather than believing that Conan is Shinichi, it is better to say that Kuroba Kaito is Shinichi. After all, the other party is almost exactly like Shinichi.

Haibara looked at Ania and found it hard to believe that this girl was actually helping Conan out at this time.

She turned her head and looked at Conan with a strange look, as if asking, could it be that this guy Aniya also knows that he has become smaller?

Conan shook his head, this was impossible.

And judging from Anya's expression, it was obvious that she spoke because she was afraid that the credit would be taken away by her.

But it’s also good, it just helps me out.

Today's performance was indeed a bit too jumpy.

The main reason is that Uncle Maori is not here today. Even if Xiaolan or Sonoko can be anesthetized, they may be discovered by Natsukawa.

Xia Chuan is so smart, he will definitely find the problem.

It is easy to explain why Uncle Maori turned into a sleeping detective alone, but if the same thing happened to other people, he, who was present every time, would appear very suspicious.

Therefore, he could only reason on his own.

"Okay, Mr. Takahashi, it's time for you to come down too." Xiachuan walked forward and poked the square wooden board with his baton.

"I didn't expect to be discovered by a little kid. What bad luck."

Takahashi Ryoichi's voice came from the ceiling, and soon the square partition was opened, revealing the other person's fat face.

There is no other exit in this compartment except this small one. If he wants to go out, he can only go through here. Even if he doesn't make a sound, he can't escape.

His smile was a little bitter and he was very confused.

Anya stood behind Xiachuan with a smug smile on her face.

This case depends entirely on her, otherwise Conan will not only fail to solve the case, but will also be suspected by Sister Xiaolan.

As expected, it's Anya.

She brags about herself in her heart!

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Chapter 223 The Phantom Thief Visits Late at Night

Although he is a knight of justice, he encounters many obstacles.

Fortunately, Chikako Ikeda died in the end.

"My name is Anya, not kid," Anya added silently.

"Takahashi, your act of killing Ikeda Chikako is not what a Knight of Justice should do." Natsukawa raised the baton in his hand, indicating that if the other party did not come down, he would go up and become the Knight of Justice.

"I see."

Takahashi Ryoichi nodded silently: "Please move aside, I will jump down."

Xia Chuan narrowed his eyes with a dangerous light in them. Without waiting for the other party to react, he put away the baton in his hand, turned it into a hidden weapon, and flew out with a "swoosh".

boom!

Takahashi Ryoichi groaned, and slid down like an eel, hitting the ground heavily. There was a big bump on his head, and it was obvious that he was unconscious.

"Uncle Xiachuan..."

Conan was speechless. He just needed to wait for the other party to come down. Why bother with this?

"Look at his hand."

Huihara pointed at Takahashi Ryoichi's outstretched hand, and a handful of white powder fell to the ground.

It turned out that Takahashi was still prepared to resist.

He found some powder left over from the decoration in the mezzanine and planned to use it to affect everyone's vision.

Apparently, at this point, he was still thinking about resisting and escaping.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." Conan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was Xiachuan. He didn't notice the other party's little movements.

Still too young.

No, it’s just that Xiachuan’s observation skills are too strong.

Takahashi had only shown his head just now, but Xiachuan could actually see through his little thoughts. There really is something behind it.

......

The next day.

The scent after the rain lingers in the air, injecting fresh vitality into the forest.

The wet rain stuck to the pine needles and leaves on the tree trunks, and the lush green forest was full of vitality with the chirping of insects and birds, blending everything around the villa together and exuding the scent of vitality.

There was no sign at all that a horrific murder had occurred here yesterday.

The three kidnappers plus Takahashi, a total of four people, were tied together and thrown at the door, waiting for the arrival of the police.

Conan pulled Huibara, who had just finished brushing her teeth, aside and talked to her in private.

"By the way, after observing Uncle Xia Chuan for a while, is there anything special about him?"

While Natsukawa went down the mountain to find the forest ranger to contact the police, Conan quietly asked Haibara about Natsukawa.

After being a spy for half a month, I must have gained something, right?

"..."

I almost forgot about it.

Haibara Ai blinked her eyes, a little confused.

Actually, she had almost forgotten it.

But was it her fault? Of course not.

I'm busy with research and tutoring Baobao (bah) every day, so I don't have time to pay attention to Xiachuan.

"Natsukawa is a pretty good cook. You can try it if you have a chance." Huibara Ai said nonsense seriously.

"So? You found this out in half a month?"

Conan almost fainted from anger. He was well aware of the delicious food, but was that the point?

"It's only been half a month, what can be found out?" Huihara spread her hands to indicate that the time was too short. Even she couldn't find out the news in such a short time.

"I heard from Aniya that Uncle Xiachuan bought you a limited edition Chanel bag."

Conan's dead eyes appeared unconsciously as he stared at Miyano Shiho, who looked seven or eight years old, but was actually seventeen or eighteen years old.

Could it be that this guy has been turned against the government?

We said we would form a united front and be each other's angels, but how could they be bought off by Chanel?

"Come on, what are you thinking, how could I be that kind of person."

Huihara Ai glared at Conan. Who is this guy looking down on? Can a Chanel bag buy her off? It would take at least a dozen!

Moreover, she really didn't notice anything strange about Xia Chuan during this period of time.

"If you insist on saying something strange, does fishing count?"

When he is not at home during the day, I basically have no idea what Xiachuan is doing, but at night, he often goes fishing.

But Xiachuan is obviously an air force guy.

Normal sea fish could not be caught, but we did catch a lot of prawns, king crabs, giant lobsters, and even special fish from the Arctic Ocean.

You can tell at first glance that he didn’t catch any fish and bought it secretly.

She didn't want to expose it either. Xia Chuan might not be good at fishing, but he was really good at cooking.

You can’t pick up the bowl to eat and then put it down to curse your father.

"fishing?"

Conan rested his chin on his hand in thought.

Is Xiachuan fishing too often? Even if you really love it, you can't go fishing or on the way to fish every day.

"I don't fish every day, but I do fish quite often."

Huiyuan suddenly frowned, a little strange: "I didn't notice it before, but now I think about it, Xiachuan doesn't seem to have a proper job. I saw him basking in the sun several times during the day.

But, Aniya said that he sometimes goes out.”

I have irregular working hours, I am free most of the time, and I am often away at night...

Ah this.

Doesn’t this mean you didn’t say anything?

Conan thought he didn't pay much attention to Natsukawa, but he also knew all these situations. It seemed that Haibara Ai's time as a spy was indeed too short.

Anya stood a few meters away, pretending to fiddle with the grass on the ground, but she was actually eavesdropping seriously.

"We absolutely cannot let our father's identity be exposed. How dare this damned spy Huiyuan show off his prowess in front of an expert!"

She felt that she must mislead the other party if she had the chance and not let him discover the identity of his father.

At least the identity of the spy cannot be revealed, but everything else is fine.

The identity of the IRS investigator was not important. Aunt Joel knew about it anyway. It was obviously a cover identity prepared by her father for herself.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and soon Xia Chuan and the police arrived.

The case has been solved, and it was not too troublesome. After a simple record was completed, several people left the villa under the watchful eyes of Inspector Megure.

"By the way, Mr. Xiachuan's chance of encountering a case is almost on par with Mr. Maori's."

Takagi silently looked at the transcript in his hand. Compared to Kogoro Mori who used reasoning to solve cases, Natsukawa seemed to use physical attacks most of the time.

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's because Xiaolan and Conan are here too."

Inspector Megure still has a sharp eye.

Whenever Natsukawa encounters a case, either the entire Mori family is there, or Conan is there.

In short, it is hard to say whether Natsukawa is a disaster star, but the Mori family has no way to escape.

But although this was the case, he had no evidence.

You can't let Maori Kogoro stay at home, right? You can't just say something like this that has no scientific basis.

“Is that so…?”

Gao Mu's eyes narrowed as he squatted down to check the injuries of the three kidnappers and the murderer.

My goodness, three of them had vertical bruises on their necks, and one of them had a forehead that was swollen like crazy.

As expected of Xia Chuan.

Mr. Maori subdues criminals by sleeping and reasoning, while Natsukawa simply suppresses them with force.

"Well, this isn't a solution..."

Inspector Megure scratched his head, a little worried that when these criminals were prosecuted, they would accuse Natsukawa of intentional injury.

......

Early in the morning, there was a knock on Xiachuan's door.

"Who?"

While brushing his teeth, Xia Chuan opened the door, and when he saw the person coming, he was still stunned.

"Uncle Maori, Conan, and Ran?"

Standing at the door were the Maori family and Conan who was staying in their house.

After inviting the three people to the living room and washing up, Xia Chuan returned to the living room.

"Uncle Maori, what do you want to talk to me about so early in the morning?"

There is no such thing as a visitor without a reason. He always feels that the other party wants to involve him in some case again. This is not the first time. Xia Chuan resists this kind of behavior.