Conan: Detectives and Dogs Are Not Allowed

"Is this... really a flame?" Taro Jouno carefully touched the flame with his right hand, and felt only warmth, without any burning pain.

"Yes, it seems that the emotional armament condensed this time has given you the ability related to flame." Xiaobai nodded to confirm, "Usually, an emotional armament will contain three to four abilities. In addition to flames, have you gained any other abilities?"

"And magic tricks and deception skills." Taro Jouno responded, and at the same time gently pinched with his left hand, and the flame went out immediately. Then, he focused again, and the flame ignited again. After practicing this over and over again for more than a dozen times, he stopped with satisfaction.

In order to avoid accidents caused by the flame, Taro Jouno did not try to use the flame to ignite other objects. He turned his attention to the other two abilities.

Deception skills require specific props to practice, which is not convenient at this moment. But for magic tricks, there are some simple practice methods that can be tried.

Taro Jouno began to move his fingers, interlocking his fingers and twisting them flexibly up and down and left and right. This action triggered the memory in his mind, and a large number of magicians' methods for training hand speed and skills emerged.

He took out a 10-yuan coin from his pocket and began to roll it skillfully on his left hand. The coin smoothly jumped from the thumb to the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and finally to the little finger, and then quickly returned.

Watching the coin rolling faster and faster on the back of his hand, Taro Jouno's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

What kind of existence is this emotional weapon? It can actually pass on knowledge and skills.

After completing the coin practice, he found another rubber band and put it on the five fingers of his right hand. Through different finger bending methods, he transformed the rubber band into various patterns such as five-pointed stars and eight-shaped shapes.

For a while, he was immersed in these novel skills and never tired of it.

Afterwards, Taro Jouno tried to test his body again and found that he was now stronger and more flexible, but unfortunately, because there was no professional testing tool, he could not know how much stronger he had become.

His body before was simply a standard otaku. Not to mention flexibility, he couldn't even do simple movements like bending over and touching the ground with his fingertips.

But now, he can easily touch the ground with his palms, and can even do difficult movements like backward arch bridge. If the venue is bigger, he wants to try a few somersaults on the spot.

Moreover, his strength has also increased a lot. It used to be difficult to move 50 kilograms of things. Just now, he went outside to try it and he could easily lift a bar weighing more than 200 kilograms.

Xiaobai quietly floated in the air, silently watching Tiaoye Taro, just like watching a child who just got a new toy and explored it happily.

Seeing that Tiaoye Taro had almost finished playing, Xiaobai reminded: "Master, the emotional weapon you are equipped with now is only in the initial state. Use it more and absorb more emotional particles, and it will become stronger and stronger."

"Can I also absorb emotional particles?" Tiaoye Taro was stunned for a moment. He thought that only Xiaobai had this ability.

"You are now equipped with emotional weapons, of course you can." Xiaobai explained.

"Oh, so that's it." Jyouno Taro nodded, and he had already begun to imagine how powerful he would become in the future, with expectations on his face.

But when he thought that this was a world of science, he immediately calmed down.

In this world, elementary school students can kick a falling satellite to pieces, female high school students can break a telephone pole with a punch, and there are perverts who can catch bullets with bare hands and kick load-bearing columns with bare hands.

Moreover, this world not only has these non-human guys, but also various guns and explosives flying all over the sky, and the enemy will never easily engage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent.

Take the winery, the largest hostile organization faced by Edogawa Conan, as an example. They are not only proficient in using conventional weapons such as pistols, but also often bury explosives. They have top snipers who can accurately snipe hundreds of meters away.

What's even crazier is that they even use armed helicopters and machine guns to conduct large-scale sweeps on the enemy.

Therefore, Taro Jouno knew that although his abilities had improved, in such a world, such abilities could only add some self-protection power to himself.

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"Gurgle~" Taro Jouno's stomach made a hungry sound, and then he realized that it was late outside and it was raining.

"It's so late?" Taro Jouno was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he had invested so much time in researching new abilities.

But all this time was worth it, and he now had a better understanding of the new abilities.

He found some ingredients in the refrigerator and quickly made a simple sandwich to fill his stomach, then put Xiaobai into his backpack and tookHe raised his umbrella and set out on the road back to the rental house.

The rain gradually intensified, and the pedestrians on the road became fewer and fewer.

Suddenly, a small white figure appeared in his sight. The person lowered his head, did not hold an umbrella, and his short brown wavy hair was completely wet by the rain.

Taro Jouno recognized the figure, stopped in his tracks, and a trace of doubt flashed through his mind: "Is that Ai Haibara?"

He was not familiar with the timeline of this world. He only knew that when he inherited the cafe, Conan Edogawa had already lived in Ran Maori's house, but he was not sure how long he had been there.

"Is today the day when Ai Haibara appears?" Taro Jouno guessed in his heart. Looking at the ill-fitting white coat and the iconic brown curly hair, he concluded that it was Ai Haibara, or more accurately, it was Shiho Miyano now.

Just as Taro Jouno stopped to think, Shiho Miyano was tripped by her white coat and fell to the ground. She struggled to get up, but failed twice.

After a little hesitation, Taro Jouno finally decided to go to Shiho Miyano.

A rainy night is the best time to pick up a little girl. Since we met, it was fate.

Shiho Miyano finally stood up successfully on the third attempt. She was about to move forward, but found a figure blocking her way.

It was a man about 20 years old, holding a black umbrella and carrying a bulging backpack, looking at her with concern.

Could it be a college student nearby who wanted to help her when he saw her in such a miserable state?

Sure enough, the other party quickly bent down and asked with concern: "Little sister, why are you alone outside on a rainy day? Where are your parents? Do you need me to take you to the nearest police station or hospital?"

Shiho Miyano hesitated for two seconds and answered hoarsely: "No, no." As soon as she said it, she was also shocked. Why was her voice so hoarse? She realized that she might be sick. No wonder she felt something was wrong with her body.

After hearing Shiho Miyano's answer, Taro Jouno reached out his free hand and touched her forehead, which was extremely hot. He confirmed that Shiho Miyano did have a fever.

"I'll take you to the hospital. It'll be there in a short time by taxi." Taro Jouno suggested.

"No, no, you can't go to the hospital." Shiho Miyano barely squeezed out the last two words, then her body softened and fell backwards.

Taro Jouno was quick and reached out to hold her.

Seeing that Shiho Miyano had lost consciousness, he could only pick her up, holding an umbrella with one hand and hugging her with the other, and quickened his pace towards the rental house.