In Conan, I have become smaller no matter what

Maple Leaf was lying on the sofa in the office, trying to sort out his thoughts, but when he thought about the upcoming plot, he started to have a headache, and his brain felt like lead.

As the images in his mind intertwined, his consciousness began to become a little blurry.

"Zero! The intelligence is wrong. There is a bomb in that room. Get out quickly."

A familiar voice came from the headset, and the picture in front of Maple Leaf took shape. The dim corridor, the dark wooden door that seemed to swallow people up, and his hand was resting on the door handle. He only hesitated for two seconds before gently twisting it. door handle.

"Click..."

There was no loud noise, but a clear female voice.

"We're back!"

The flickering light of the fire shattered the screen.

Maple Leaf opened his eyes again and found that he was already in the Maori Detective Agency. He murmured somewhat uncertainly: "Is it a dream? Or is it reality."

Xiaolan, who walked in, found Fengye in a daze, and quickly walked to him and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Fengye, did I forget you at home while chasing Conan?"

"It's okay! I don't really like going to crowded places."

Xiaolan, who noticed something strange, touched Maple Leaf's head and said softly: "Is that so? But you won't be able to make friends this way." After saying that, she pulled Conan over who was thinking.

"Now that we have a new member in our family, Conan and Maple Leaf will get along well in the future! You will definitely become good friends."

Hello! Hello! Who wants to make friends with Xiao Guitou? It’s really troublesome. Although he was speechless in his heart, he was still his brother-in-law, so he politely extended his hand and said, "My name is Edogawa Conan, please give me your advice."

"Maple Leaf, please give me some advice."

Conan's pupils suddenly shrank, something was wrong, something was so wrong, he even felt the breath of the man in black who gave him the medicine on Maple Leaf just now, that cold feeling. And his tone was so calm that he didn't sound like a child. Could it be that this person is also a killer who was made smaller?

25% doubt from Conan.

Looking at Conan's wise eyes, Maple Leaf immediately understood what was going on.

What just happened caused my thoughts to be a little confused for a while, and my aura was not contained. Do detectives have such good noses?

But he didn't care. He suspected that I would find evidence first.

Late at night, Maple Leaf was giving herself psychological hints.

Because there was not enough room in the office, Maple Leaf was forced to sleep in the same room as Conan. He couldn't help but have a headache when he thought about having to share a bed with this great detective with a keen sense of smell for some time to come.

Also unable to sleep is our classmate Conan.

As if he couldn't hold it in any longer, Conan said, "Hey! I know you're not asleep yet. Who are you?"

Maple Leaf also thought of teasing, and slowly sat up, looking sideways at Conan.

"Who do you think I am?"

The moonlight outside the window shone on Maple Leaf. Half of his face was submerged in darkness and the other half was pale by the moonlight. Coupled with the cold tone, it gave him the perfect atmosphere of a horror movie.

Fortunately, Conan has a big heart, but he just tensed up his body and thought of countermeasures in his mind at a very fast speed.

Maple Leaf suddenly felt bored and lay down again, feeling that it was inappropriate to scare a child like this.

He put his hand into the moonlight and looked at the young arms and said slowly: "I am just a remnant soul wandering in this world!"

"I don't know why I'm here, and I don't know who I am. I have no parents, no family, and I live without a purpose every day. I can't even distinguish between dreams and reality."

Fengye slowly took back his hand and asked calmly: "How is it, Detective, are you satisfied?"

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

Conan seemed to be infected by his emotions. He felt that his questioning was a little too much. Such a poor orphan actually doubted him. Others may have become mature because of long-term wandering, but it is not necessarily true. Damn it!

"I……"

"go to bed!"

……

Three days later, Maple Leaf and Conan were woken up early in the morning, and they were going to be sent to report to Didan Elementary School today.

When introducing themselves to the class, they used the surname Maori, Maori Maple Leaf, which was also the result of the discussion between the uncle and Xiaolan in the morning.

In Japan, people from special families are easily bullied. If Maple Leaf does not have a surname, he will be discriminated against. There has been no news from the Metropolitan Police Department, and Uncle Maori has not investigated any useful clues.

After discussion, it was decided to officially adopt the child, but the formalities had to wait for a while, and he also needed to be formally introduced to Fei Yingli, otherwise he would not even know that he had an extra son for no reason.

During class, Conan looked spoiled.

Not to mention Conan, Maple Leaf was also feeling tired. It was tiring enough to pretend to be a child every day, and he had to re-enter elementary school in his late thirties.

After school finally ended, the trio who caused trouble came to make friends with the two as usual, but Conan found an excuse and Maple Leaf each found an excuse and ran away.

Maple Leaf doesn't want to stay for a second longer, and he's not really a child. There are still many things going on.

After returning to the office, I checked the letters and found one from a Japanese TV station.

Two days ago, I entrusted my uncle to send two songs to Rimai TV Station. He is a celebrity, so the other party will not blackmail his songs. The TV station also has uncles who have acquaintances in it, and the process can be done well. Go faster.

I opened the letter and glanced at it. The general meaning was that the other party was willing to pay 2 million yen to buy the copyright of these two songs. The money had been transferred to the designated account, and he expressed his intention to meet the author.

Maple Leaf thought about buying the copyright for a while, and to be honest, it was a bit of a loss. Now that we are in a hurry, we can’t afford so much money, but future songs will definitely have to be converted into commissions.

After taking a look at the uncle who was still drunk and dreaming, Maple Leaf decided to wait until Xiaolan came back because the uncle had spent tens of millions of commission fees in advance. As a child, he would not be able to withdraw money from the bank.

There are usually club activities after school in Japan. Fortunately, Maple Leaf didn't have to wait too long today.

"I'm back!"

"You're back! Xiaolan." The uncle responded reflexively.

"Maple Leaf! Didn't Conan go home with you?"

"Conan has gone to Dr. Agasa's house."

Maple Leaf then told Xiaolan about the letter.

"Twenty million! Oh my God."

Qian Xiaolan was so surprised when she learned that the two songs were sold. At first, she thought it was a joke when Maple Leaf said she would earn money to support her family. If she hadn't seen Maple Leaf's tough attitude, she probably wouldn't have sent out these two songs. .

"Twenty million? What twenty million?"

After hearing the money, Uncle Maori came to Xiaolan at an inhuman speed and read the letter paper.

"Ah! Hahahaha, it looks like I'm going to make a fortune."

"No dad! Maple Leaf earned this."

Xiaolan grabbed the letter angrily.

Uncle Maori blushed in embarrassment. If he didn't receive any more commissions, his family might really have to be supported by brats. This was simply unacceptable to the macho uncle.

"It's okay! We are all a family, but I need some money to buy painting tools."

After some pulling and pulling, the money was in Xiaolan's hands, and soon the two of them left the disappointed uncle and went out.

Going to the bank to check the account and withdraw money, Maple Leaf got a card, which was originally used by Xiaolan as a small treasury. Now it belongs to him, and there is 10 million saved in it. After thinking about it, it should be enough in the near future.

After bidding farewell to Xiaolan, Maple Leaf started walking on the road. After going around a few apartments and noting their locations, he returned to the bank.

First, I lowered my voice and contacted several factories that I had previously been optimistic about. After explaining my needs, I paid the deposit.

There are mainly two things, a foldable compound bow and a leather case with a password and compartments, and some small items for modification.

The choice of bows and arrows as weapons was also considered. In the past, his archery skills were first-class even if they were not top-notch. This body is not suitable for playing with guns now, especially when it is easy to be discovered when following Conan.

The compound bow is already very powerful, and the specially made arrows are no worse than pistols. The most important thing is that Maple Leaf also wants to try to see if he can make some technological arrows in this outrageous world.

After doing all this, Maple Leaf began to stroll around the mall. Looking at the large and small bags of things, he felt that it was time to find a suitable spokesperson, otherwise it would be inconvenient for him to do anything as a child.

……

Maple Leaf returned to the office with a lot of things, but he bumped into Conan who had returned from Dr. Ali's house to get the transformer.

Then Maple Leaf unceremoniously handed over a bunch of bags to Conan for help.

He would not bring anything back to the office that might be exposed. There was no way Conan had a good nose, and these things were just some painting tools, gifts from a few people, and some high-end ingredients. He even thoughtfully bought a bottle of it for the uncle. He bought the wine after soaking it for twenty minutes.

When Conan received the gift, he was not happy for the first time but became suspicious again. A little kid made 20 million by writing songs. When did writing songs become so easy?

30% doubt from Conan.

Maple Leaf was speechless. He was really kind-hearted. After refusing Xiaolan's help, Maple Leaf entered the kitchen alone and started to work. Cooking was also a stress-relieving thing.

But I only made a few Japanese dishes that I was familiar with, and I hadn’t eaten them for a long time and suddenly wanted to try them.

At the dinner table, Maple Leaf was praised again by Xiaolan.

After Conan tasted a few bites of the food, he became suspicious again. He could write songs, the cooking was so delicious, and he was said to be able to draw comics. Is this really what a child can do?

31% doubt from Conan.

Uncle Maori, on the other hand, was unhappy. Although the food was delicious and the expensive wine was delicious, why did he taste the bitter taste from this good wine and good food?

After the meal, the uncle put away more than half of the bottle of wine, and decided to take it out and savor it later when he was the head of the family.

I grabbed a few more bottles of beer and sat on the sofa, crossed my legs and began to think about life and recall the glorious years of the past.