Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Xingchen was sitting on the sofa reading a comic book. There were still bandage marks on his hands, but other than the slight pain in his dislocated arm, there was nothing serious.

He was still happily looking at the popular comics among elementary school students that Conan brought him from the "bookstore" until he saw Conan coming back from school.

"Yeah, welcome home."

Conan just came back from class and saw Xingchen looking at Kamen Rider, thinking that she was still a child at heart. He also asked Xingchen where he learned the dart skills that day to make him so strong.

Xingchen's answer to him was that he didn't know, and he also told Conan that he suddenly discovered that he had great dart throwing skills when he was at Dr. Agasa's house. He also showed Conan the card that Dr. Agasa gave him.

Xingchen is not afraid of Conan checking because this is real and it can make Conan believe in himself more.

Conan had been to Dr. Agasa so many times that he believed most of it, and some of it was because Xingchen's origins were unknown. But at least this time Xingchen protected him and the three little ones, so he let down his guard.

Such strong reasoning talent and dart skills can at least be used to deal with the powerful force of the Black Organization.

Conan then put his schoolbag on the other side and sat next to Xingchen and picked up his detective novel to read.

It had been three days since the last Maple Leaf Gold Coin incident, and Xingchen had taken a few days off to recuperate after his last injury. The three little ones had also visited Xingchen during this period, and told him what had happened to the robber gang afterwards.

It seemed that a large number of antiques and gold and silver treasures were seized from the home of the woman in black, and she was behind many gold shop robberies that occurred in various places.

She almost brought together a bunch of small-time criminals in the Tokyo area, but luckily the police discovered them in time and captured them in one fell swoop.

But the woman committed suicide in the detention center out of fear of punishment for unknown reasons, and even the three younger brothers committed suicide at the same time.

The day after the police searched the house of the woman in black, a fire broke out in the house, making it impossible to proceed with the subsequent case.

The police could only let the case go.

In this incident, Conan was like a dog, and seemed to have sensed that the Black Organization might be behind it, but he had no evidence and could not track it down with his current identity.

As for Uncle Maori, he was still sitting in his office chair as decadently as before, smoking a cigarette and reading a newspaper.

In the stairwell, Mao Lilan had just returned to the downstairs. She opened the mailbox skillfully and saw a letter inside. "This is it." She picked up the letter and it said, Mao Li Kogoro.

The sender's name and address were written on the back of the letter: Shinichi Imae.

"It's a letter from dad." Mao Lilan took the letter and turned to go upstairs. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Xingchen reading a comic and Conan reading a book.

There is also Kogoro Mouri who is drinking beer.

Mao Lilan sighed softly. There was nothing she could do about having a father like this.

She was used to it, so she put the letter on the desk and said, "Dad, your letter." After giving it to him, she turned around and put the thing down first.

"Huh?!" Maori Kogoro instantly became alert, put the cigarette into the ashtray and twisted it to put out the fire, then put down the newspaper in his hand. He picked up the envelope and opened it to see that there was a letter and an invitation inside.

"It's this guy. He just got married now." Seeing the familiar name and address, Kogoro Mori looked at the contents of the letter and remembered it all at once.

"Dad, do you know him?" After hearing what Kogoro Mouri said, Mouri Ran stopped arranging the bookshelf and asked.

"Just an old friend, but I didn't expect him to get married just now. He sent a letter saying that he wants us to attend his wedding." After saying that, Kogoro Mouri stuffed the letter into the envelope with the invitation, and then casually put it on the table.

"Oh, I want to go too. How about asking my mom to go too?" Maori Ran said to Maori Kogoro when she thought of this. "No, I won't go if that woman goes." Maori Kogoro said with his hands folded across his chest.

"Dad!" Mao Lilan called out and looked at Mao Li Kogoro helplessly. They were obviously in love. But they were just tsundere and couldn't let go of their pride. It was still difficult for Dad to persuade Mom to come back.

Thinking of this, Mao Li Ran gave up asking Mao Li Kogoro to agree and turned to ask Xingchen and Conan.

"Then Conan and Xiaochen, do you want to attend your father's friend's wedding?"

Mao Lilan asked. "Yeah, sure." Xingchen nodded first. He had been idle for too long and didn't know what weddings were like in Japan. He had never attended a wedding in his previous life.

Wedding, Conan thought about what his wedding would be like one day.

Thoughts flew towards the ringing of the bell of happiness. In the holy hall, Mao Lilan stood in front of him in a pure white wedding dress. The audience was full of guests, including Xingchen and his friends, and there was also a gnashing father-in-law sitting below.

The host said, Mr. Kudo, no matter poverty, illness, difficulty, pain, wealth, health, happiness, or joy, are you willing to stay with Miss Mori and love her all your life?

"I do." Conan, no, it was Kudo Shinichi who looked at Mouri Ran affectionately and said.

The host then said to Mao Li Ran, Miss Mao Li, no matter poverty, illness, difficulty, pain, wealth, health, happiness, or happiness, are you willing to stay with Mr. Kudo and love her all your life?

Mao Lilan looked at him shyly and was about to speak.

"Conan, Conan?" An echo from reality interrupted Conan's thoughts.

"Hey!" Conan suddenly realized it, but Mao Lilan asked again, "Conan, are you okay? Your face is so red."

"Ah, nothing." Conan looked around and stammered as he made up an excuse.

"Really?" Although Mao Lilan had doubts, she did not ask further questions. After all, everyone has some secrets, right?

Xingchen complained in his heart, could it be that you thought about yourself when you heard the word wedding? You are worthy of it, Conan.

Wait, Xingchen seemed to have thought of a very important question, what about himself?

It seems like there’s no one I like, damn it!

Xingchen suddenly felt the sour taste of lemon blooming in his mouth.

Looking at Conan's expression that was three parts proud, three parts expectant, three parts shy and one part arrogant, damn, why did the lemon taste even stronger?

"Dad, where is the wedding in a few days?" Mao Lilan asked.

"Well, in Kyoto, about three days later." Kogoro Mori said, drooping his eyelids and glancing at the calendar.

"Oh." Mao Lilan nodded. She had to arrange her recent schedule and take a leave.

Conan also needs to take a leave, Xingchen, well, he's already on vacation so he doesn't need to do that.

Then let's prepare dinner tonight.

"That's right, Dad."

Mao Lilan picked up her shopping bag and handed a note to Mao Li Kogoro, saying, "Sonoko likes some clothes and wants me to go with her to look at them. I'll ask Dad to buy the food for tonight."

"Hmm?!" Maori Kogoro took the note and felt it was troublesome but didn't dare to refuse, so he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, okay."

"Conan, Xiaochen. Just tell daddy what you want to eat." Mao Lilan said before going out.

"Yeah." The two responded. Although Xingchen said that he could not accept bitter food, he was not picky about other food.

Conan also said that it was almost the same, he just didn't like eating raisins.

After Maori left, Maori Kogoro picked up the paper in his hand, took a look at it and sighed: "Why don't you let these little brats buy it."

Maori Kogoro put down the newspaper and sat up straight and said to Conan and Xingchen: "Kids, do you want to go together?"

Hey, hey, no matter how you think about it, you should just stay at home and read novels, Conan started his complaints. When he was about to refuse, Xingchen backstabbed him with a word.

Xingchen struggled for a long second between following the comics and going out. After a second of choosing, he nodded happily and said, "Okay."

In fact, Xingchen wanted to buy some things he needed, such as his favorite lemon tea in his previous life.

To be more precise, it is Hong Kong-style lemon tea. I plan to buy some ingredients and make it myself.

Hey, hey. Aren't you very interested in reading comics? Conan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

This sudden backstab caught him off guard.

"What about Conan?" Xingchen turned his head and asked.

"Ah, go, go ahead." Conan always felt that reading novels alone at home seemed a bit out of place, so he decided to follow.

On the street, Conan and Xingchen followed Uncle Maori.

Xingchen suddenly thought of something, and then.

"Conan, I told Dr. Agasa about the status of my gloves." Xingchen looked at Conan expectantly as he walked and said.

Conan spread out his hands and said, "I don't know, Doctor, how far you've gone. Didn't you just tell Dr. Agasa this yesterday afternoon?" He complained in his heart that even if Dr. Agasa was a genius, he couldn't conjure up a powerful glove for you overnight.

I remembered that Xingchen saw Dr. Agasa designing equipment yesterday, and Dr. Agasa explained to Xingchen the functions of the new equipment he was going to design.

At the end, he added that it was made for Shin... Conan, and almost blurted out Shinichi.

Then Xingchen wanted Dr. Agasa to make him a pair of gloves that could enhance his arm strength.

Dr. Agasa took into account the incident that Xingchen and Conan encountered a few days ago, and also heard from Conan that Xingchen's dart skills were still very strong.

He readily agreed to Xingchen's request and told Xingchen not to use this thing indiscriminately.

Xingchen nodded and agreed, "Yes." "Okay."

Xingchen thought that no matter how powerful Dr. Agasa was, it was impossible for him to make what he wanted overnight.

Or maybe he was too excited.

"That's right." Star Fly scratched his head and said, "I was too impatient."

Xingchen suddenly thought of something. It just so happened that the God of Death himself was here, so he could ask him that question and satisfy his curiosity.

"Hey, Conan. Have you encountered any incidents these days?" Xingchen asked like a curious baby.

"Hmm?" Conan shook his head seriously and replied, "No incident has occurred."

"Really?"

"real."

"Strange." Xingchen muttered to himself in a low voice. Could it be that he had traveled to a fake Detective Conan world? Isn't it said that he would encounter several incidents a day?

Could it be that Conan is no longer the god of death? Xingchen raised his head and stared at Conan's face, trying to see something.

Conan was frightened by Xingchen's look and said, "Is there something on my face?"

Xingchen shook his head, thinking, isn't that safe for me?!