Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

In early July, the weather is dry and the air is hot.

A young man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers returned to his home carrying a backpack and dragging a suitcase.

He let out a long sigh, threw the heavy suitcase aside, walked to the sofa, and threw his backpack onto the sofa.

He collapsed weakly on the sofa, picked up his phone skillfully and turned it on.

The screen saver of the phone is a little girl with brown hair. People who are familiar with her can tell at a glance that she is the character in Detective Conan, Haibara Ai.

The boy began to look through the calendar, mumbling, "July, August, September 7th, ah, this summer vacation is so long."

Having just entered college, he had never experienced such a long summer vacation and didn't even have any summer homework.

I put my phone aside, stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and thought about how to spend the next two and a half months.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. He might as well watch Conan from the beginning.

I didn't watch it when I was in my second year of high school while preparing for the college entrance examination. Now that I think of it, I suddenly feel interested.

Then I packed up the things I brought back from school.

After cleaning up, I looked at the empty living room and felt that a house of over 100 square meters was still a bit big for me to live in alone.

You asked why there is no one else in the family. It is because his parents died in a car accident when he was in the first year of high school, and now he is alone.

Gurgle, gurgle. He touched his stomach and found he was hungry.

I looked outside and it was already dark.

So he picked up his phone and ordered takeout. After hesitating for half an hour, he finally ordered the takeout.

You asked him why he didn't want to cook, because he was tired, definitely not because he was lazy. He nodded with satisfaction, turned around and went into the room to get some clothes to change and take a shower.

After taking a shower, he walked out refreshed, just in time for the takeaway to arrive.

I took the takeout and put it on the table, then took out my laptop and projected the screen onto the 32-inch TV in the living room. I turned on the first episode of Detective Conan and pressed pause.

He opened the takeaway first and took out the fried chicken that he hadn't eaten for a long time. The boy nodded with satisfaction, tapped the space bar with his little hand, and the paused picture on the TV began to flow.

Although the picture quality was a bit blurry, familiar music played. The boy couldn't help but nod along.

“Thump…thump…thump…”

"At the end of the century, I cried and laughed at the end of the century."

Then there was the familiar scene, the familiar villa.

The boy was so happy as he ate fried chicken and drank Coke while watching his favorite animation.

He also said to himself: "Yes, that's it. Ah, a familiar villa." He recalled the Conan he had watched before, and he already knew who the murderer was.

there is only one truth.

He held a fried chicken leg and pointed at the uncle who was sitting in a wheelchair and chatting and laughing on the screen.

Watching my favorite animation while eating fried chicken and drinking Coke, one word describes it as cool, and soon we arrived at the famous scene.

When Shinichi saw the scene where he became smaller, he couldn't help but think how nice it would be if he could go and see it in person.

While he was thinking, the TV had already advanced to the next episode.

After a while, he took the last sip of Coke, burped, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

The plot has advanced to the last few minutes of this episode. Suddenly, the TV was stuck on Maori Kogoro patting Conan's back, saying something and then showing a cheerful smile.

Conan couldn't bear to watch Kogoro's scene.

There seemed to be a question mark above the boy's head, and his first reaction was that the computer was stuck.

He stopped tidying up the desk, walked over to the laptop next to the screen, and turned on the screen.

The computer screen was also stuck on the same screen. The boy clicked the mouse vigorously, but the screen did not respond.

When I quickly opened the task manager, it still didn't respond.

Well, it seems that the computer has crashed. He touched his head and thought that it was because he hadn't cleaned the dust for a long time. He had used this computer for a year.

When he thought about the trouble of disassembling the computer, he sighed and decided to clean it tomorrow.

Then press the power button to force shutdown.

There is a saying that goes, restarting can solve 99% of problems.

But he pressed the computer screen for a long time without any response. Huh? This is not right. Why is there a problem with the power button?

Oh, it seems that the three-year warranty is useful.

He reluctantly released the power button, but the computer screen and TV screen suddenly responded.

The boy suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then the two screens began to fade white and became unresponsive, and then a strong and dazzling light flashed across the two screens.

The boy subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. The last thing he knew was what was happening. Then his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

. . . . . .

“Ahaha. Ahaha.”

A little kid, wearing a beige windbreaker that didn't fit his body at all, was holding onto the edge of a red brick flower bed on the dark road, breathing in deep gulps of air.

The glass of the house reflected the child's face, which was extremely pale and painful. Every breath seemed to use up all the strength in his body. There was a sign above his head with seven big words on it: Maori Detective Agency.

He clutched the clothes on his chest with his right hand and moved forward step by step with difficulty. Every step seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Plop. With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the red string on her hand broke and fell to the ground.

"I can't fall here." The child's only thought now was, he looked up and saw that the red rope was less than a step away from him.

Enduring the pain in his heart, he stretched out his right hand to grab the red rope back. It was his only hope now.

His hands were shaking and his fingers still couldn't touch the red rope, which was only a short distance away from his fingers.

You can touch it just by moving your body.

After all, he now felt the strength in his body gradually dissipating, his pale face was filled with despair, and his little hands dropped weakly.

"Was my decision wrong? I won't accept it." This was his last thought.

Perhaps God heard his voice, and a ray of starlight fell from the sky and merged into his body.

. . . . . .

A few minutes ago, in a car driving on the road, a man with a mustache stood with his hands on his hips and laughed loudly with his mouth wide open.

In the middle sat a child wearing a familiar blue suit, and on the right sat a girl with a horn on her head. The two looked at the uncle in front of them helplessly, and no one knew what they were thinking.

That’s right, these are the three people on their way home after solving the case of the chairman’s daughter being kidnapped.

Mao Lilan suddenly realized something and turned to look at the sky outside the car window. She saw a meteor passing by quickly and shouted.

"Alas, shooting star."

"Where?!" Maori Kogoro stopped laughing and looked at the car window in confusion, only to see the last exhaust of the meteor. Conan also looked at Maori Ran's window curiously.

"It just flew over there." Mao Lilan looked at the spot where the meteor fell. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.

Maori Kogoro suddenly thought of something and slapped his thigh and laughed, "It seems that today is indeed my lucky day, hahahahahaha."

"Hehe" Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri with dead fish eyes.

. . . . .

"Snapped"

With the sound of a car door closing, all three of them got out of the car.

"Conan, what do you like to eat?" Mao Lilan asked while holding Conan's hand. Conan thought to himself, don't you know this? But he didn't dare to say it out loud. He was just about to say something to fool her.

"Huh?!" Kogoro Mouri, who was about to light a cigarette, looked up and asked in doubt.

He seemed to see a man in a white coat lying motionless on the ground in front of his door.

This made Kogoro Mori, who used to be a policeman, instantly alert.

"Hey, are you okay?" Kogoro Mouri walked over and reached out to pull away the hat covering his face.

What he saw was a pale and bloodless face. Maori Kogoro's pupils shrank and he was shocked.

Mao Lilan and Conan were attracted by Mao Li Kogoro's shouting, and then they saw this scene and hurried over: "Dad, what's wrong?" "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Maori Kogoro suddenly became serious and put his finger on the child's neck. Conan, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and the child in the coat, and his pupils trembled.

The scene tonight is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

Conan thought to himself: No way, no way, another victim.

At this moment, Conan saw a very faint water mark extending intermittently all the way to the child, and then disappeared. Conan squatted down and touched the windbreaker with his hand, thinking: "It's dry."

"Lan, call an ambulance." Kogoro Mouri thought to himself, he still has a pulse and is still alive.

He let out a long sigh, then withdrew his hand, turned around and said to Mao Lilan.

"it is good."

After hearing what Kogoro Mouri said, Ran Mouri felt relieved. She looked at the child on the ground with a worried look, picked up her cell phone and started making a call.

Um, what is this?

After Mao Lilan finished the call, she found a broken red rope on the ground not far from the child, and looked at the child again and said, "Is this red rope that child's?

Put it away for now, maybe it has something to do with this child."

Then she picked up the red rope and put it into her bag.

After a while, the ambulance was in front, and Maori Kogoro borrowed a car at a small cost and followed closely behind. Maori Ran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Who would do this to a child?"

"Lan, there are many people in this world who don't have a happy life. Some people will blame their children for the bad things that happen to them, and sometimes even beat and scold them. I guess that child may have run away from home because he wanted to avoid these bad things." Kogoro Mouri took the cigarette out of his mouth with one hand and said slowly and meaningfully.

"These people are going too far." Mao Lilan said, feeling a little angry but helpless.

Conan, who was sitting in the back row, thought to himself, "I half agree with what uncle said, but he still feels something is wrong. The windbreaker outside is obviously dry, but the clothes inside are soaked. It rained heavily not long ago, which means that the clothes were changed after the rain. Obviously, he ran away, but why is he here? And if he ran away from home, where did the clothes that don't fit his body come from?"

The image of two people in black clothes kept appearing in his mind, and he always felt that they were related to the gang of men in black.

"By the way, why do we have to bring this kid with us?" Kogoro Mouri glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at Conan who was in a daze in the back seat.

"Dad, Conan will be scared if he is left alone at home." Mao Lilan turned her head and looked at Conan and said.

Conan was still thinking when he was suddenly asked. He was a little flustered, but quickly reacted and said, "Yes, that's right." Perhaps only by asking the child can he know the truth.

"Really?" Kogoro Mouri said, glancing at the rearview mirror, then looking forward. The hospital was not far ahead.