Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Huh…Huh…Huh.

Heavy breathing.

Where am I?

Am I in a warehouse? A cold feeling touched him from the floor, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body.

He could vaguely see numerous corpses all around him, and in front of him were two men in black, one fat and one thin, walking towards him, their footsteps sounding like a countdown to death.

The two men stood in front of him, and a voice came into his ear. "Boss, why don't you just kill him?" The tall and thin man in black glanced at the fat man in black, and he immediately fell silent.

"Heh, Jiannanchun, I didn't expect you were also a spy." The tall and thin man in black snorted, then took out an exquisite box from his clothes.

The medicine was forced into his mouth, but when he tried to struggle, he found that he didn't even have the strength to do so.

My mouth felt like it was filled with lead and I couldn't speak. I could only watch helplessly as poison was poured into me.

The thin man in black put the box inside his clothes, glanced at his former opponent, and said coldly to the fat man in black next to him: "Let's go, vodka."

"Boss, this."

Before Vodka could say anything, the thin man in black blocked his mouth with a cold look. The thin man in black said lightly: "Boss's meaning."

He was in the middle of the warehouse.

Heat, suffocation and endless darkness rushed over him.

After a while, the two men walked out of the warehouse and set fire to the warehouse full of flammable materials. The flames immediately enveloped the warehouse.

. . . . . .

"Aha." He suddenly sat up and breathed in fresh air.

My heart was filled with fear. Who was he and why was he killing me?

Where am I? His head seems like a lump of tofu brain that has been shaken evenly, it is extremely chaotic.

He seemed to have entered someone's dream, which was both fake and real.

After a long time, he finally came to his senses. The rising sun shone warmly on his body, as if it had driven away the nightmare.

He looked around. He was in the hospital, with an IV drip in his hand.

Was he found unconscious at home by his neighbors and sent to the hospital?

His memory was stuck on himself watching Conan, and it seemed that he suddenly fainted.

He rubbed his head with his fingers, wondering if the dizziness was caused by his lack of rest recently. After all, he had stayed up all night for several days before the final exam.

At the same time, the door of the ward opened, and a girl in a blue uniform with a sharp horn on her head was so conspicuous. She closed the door and walked in and said, "You're awake."

He stared blankly at the girl walking towards the door. She looked so familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before. So familiar that an unreal voice appeared in his mind: He had traveled through time? !

Mao Lilan saw his dazed look, walked to the chair next to him with a worried look on her face, sat down and said, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Mao Lilan looked at his sweaty forehead, carefully picked up a towel and gently wiped the sweat off him, then used the back of her hand to test the temperature of his forehead and said, "It doesn't seem to be hot anymore."

"By the way, I'll go call the doctor." Mao Lilan suddenly remembered what the doctor had told her before, and hurriedly opened the door and left.

"Huh?!" He watched the girl in front of him leave, leaving only a trace of fragrance that gradually disappeared in the air.

On the way out, Mao Lilan called Uncle Mao Li and asked him to bring an extra lunch box.

After a while.

"Well, the fever has gone down. She is weak and slightly malnourished." The doctor came in with the examination report and said to Mao Lilan. His expression was a little serious.

He bent down and said to the child who was sitting on the bed and looking at him, "Little friend, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

He shook his head, he didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort. The IV in his hand had been removed, leaving only a white hemostatic patch on it.

When Mao Lilan went out just now, he looked at the surrounding environment and then looked at his hands, which were delicate and small. But are his hands really that small? He seemed to have multiple question marks on his head.

He suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the way the doctor addressed him. Wasn't he a 20-year-old adult? How could he be a child?

The doctor asked carefully, "What should I call you, little boy?" He opened his mouth, and a childish and slightly hoarse voice came out of his throat.

"My name is Xingchen." Xingchen thought to himself what did I just say, it's so Japanese.

Oh, yes, how come I can understand Japanese? He suddenly realized that he must have inherited the language ability of his predecessor.

I never learned Japanese in my previous life, but with the increase of knowledge I gained online, I still know that I speak Japanese.

Ran Mao Li, who was standing aside, thought to herself that it was a strange name, a surname she had never heard of before.

In countries where people live a good life, most people have double surnames containing the word "star", such as Xingye xx.

The doctor thought that it was just a surname he had never heard of and didn't think it was inappropriate.

He asked again: "How about I call you Xiaochen?"

Xingchen could only nod and say, "Okay."

But his eyes fell on the doctor's name tag. He could still see the words "attending physician" written on it, which were both strange and familiar, and the name "Yuya Tsugaka" was written below.

Dr. Yuya then asked a question.

"Xiaochen, how old are you now?" Xingchen was stunned. How old is he?

He didn't know. There was no memory of his previous life left in his mind. He could only shake his head and said, "I don't remember."

Dr. Yuya and Mao Lilan were also stunned at the same time, and they looked at each other.

"How could this happen?" Mao Lilan felt deeply unfair towards Xingchen.

Dr. Yuya squatted down and asked many questions. Xingchen could only answer some common sense questions and didn't remember the rest. This sentence successfully silenced Dr. Yuya.

Xingchen also had an idea in his mind. He didn’t know why they asked this. Perhaps he could make a bold guess.

The identity of the original body. We already know that the original body is a child. Maybe he ran away from home because he had a quarrel with his parents. This possibility is more likely. If not, why did he lose his memory?

Could it be the same situation as Conan?

But what should he do now? Maybe he can use his amnesia to move into Maori's house.

Perhaps this is the world of Detective Conan. When he saw Mao Lilan, he suspected that he had traveled to the world of Detective Conan.

If this is the world of Detective Conan, then living in Maori's house has three major advantages. The first is that you don't have to worry about food and accommodation. The second is that you can use Conan's ability to investigate the original body's identity information.

The third one is Haibara Ai, the one he thinks about day and night. At least by following Conan he can see little Ai.

This is his greatest hope as a Haibara chef.

Xingchen looked at the two people in front of him and decided to confirm whether this was the world of Detective Conan.

He thought for a while, pulled Mao Lilan's sleeve with his hand, tilted his head and said, "Sister, who are you?" Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

Squatting down, she touched Xingchen's head with her hand and smiled and said, "My name is Mao Lilan." Xingchen was ecstatic. She believed 95% of her belief that she had traveled to the world of Detective Conan, and the remaining 50% was attributed to the mixed world. Calm down, calm down. Xingchen kept saying to himself in his heart.

I have to keep talking, it’s time to start testing my acting skills.

Xingchen pretended to be stunned for a moment, then said, "Sister, do you know why I came here and where this place is? I can't seem to remember anything."

Mao Lilan briefly told Xingchen about everything from picking him up at the door to sending him to the hospital, and finally comforted him: "It's okay, we will help you find your family."

"Yeah." Xingchen nodded obediently, but there was a little ripple in his heart, but it was just right. He already knew why he was here, but it seemed normal. He had no idea at all.

Dr. Yuya said at this time: "Ms. Xiaolan has something else to tell you."

Mao Lilan replied, "Oh, OK." Then she turned to Xingchen and said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."

Dr. Yuya walked to the door, followed by Mao Lilan.

Dr. Yuya still has some things to say to Mao Lilan, some of which he thinks are too cruel to say to a child.

That's why I walked to the door and said to Mao Lilan, "There are no problems with other examinations. According to what you said and his current performance, the reason for his amnesia is probably because of the long-term domestic violence that caused him to selectively forget the past, and then he experienced this coma. All these things combined led to his amnesia. These things are still too cruel for a child. I hope you don't mention this matter. Waiting for him to remember or forget these things in this life is the best help for him."

"Apart from amnesia and mild malnutrition, there's nothing serious going on. I hope you can take good care of the child and he can be discharged today." Dr. Yuya did his part.

"Thank you, doctor." Mao Lilan bowed and thanked her.

"You're welcome. This is what we should do." Dr. Yuya waved his hand, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then gave instructions.

"I still have a few patients to see, so I'm sorry to bother you with this child." He turned around and left in a hurry.

In the corridor, a man with a mustache walked out from the stairs, followed by a little boy in a blue suit and glasses.

Mao Lilan heard footsteps and turned around to see Mao Li Kogoro coming over with two lunch boxes. She waved and shouted, "Dad."

Then he looked at Conan next to him and said, "Conan is here too."

Conan scratched his head with his little hand and said embarrassedly: "Ahaha, I wanted to come and visit too." But in his heart, although he saw the clothes that the child had changed three days ago, he fell into deep self-doubt, wondering if he was wrong.

Because underneath the beige windbreaker is indeed a set of children's clothes.

He even went to investigate near the river, but found nothing. Just like the uncle said, perhaps this was a child who ran away from home because of domestic violence.

But based on his detective intuition, he knew that there was something wrong with this child, but he couldn't find any clues to prove that there was really something wrong with this child, so he came here to look for the answer, to see if he could find it on this child.

"What's wrong, Ran?" Kogoro Mouri said while standing next to Ran. Conan, who was pretending to be a curious baby but was actually thinking seriously, also stuck his head out and looked at Ran seriously.

After Maori Ran relayed what the doctor said, Maori Kogoro and Conan fell silent.