Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"Okay, just admit it, Shinichi," Mao Lilan pressed on.

The air gradually froze and the call never came.

Oh no, Dr. Agasa, help me.

Conan was forced to step back, wondering why the phone hadn't come through yet. While Conan was being forced into an embarrassing situation, the culprit was hiding in the bathroom, watching Conan's appearance and laughing like a devil: "You have come to this day too. I'm covering for you today so you won't answer the phone, right? Then I'll let you experience the feeling of not answering the phone all the time."

You must be sweating all over, little brother! Wow!

"Hey, why don't you go out and help." Xingchen was very happy. That's right, when Conan went in to talk to Dr. Agasa, he secretly unplugged the phone line.

When Conan was forced into a corner, Xingchen was thinking about whether he should go out to rescue Conan.

Alas, it seems that I just can't bear it. Xingchen sighed at himself.

But there was a chance for a turnaround. Perhaps God heard Conan's voice. Conan, who was forced to nowhere to escape, received a voice like a savior.

The phone rings.

Great, Dr. Agasa finally called.

"Phone, there's a phone." Conan, who had been forced to the other side of the sofa, pointed in the direction of the phone and said.

"Phone, phone! How long are you going to fool me? Do you know how worried I have been about you during this period?" Mao Lilan was already on the verge of emotional instability, with tears welling up in her eyes.

It’s over. What Conan can’t stand the most is that Mouri Ran is crying.

But he still had some hope, because he saw Xingchen sticking his head out of the toilet. Then Conan made a life-saving gesture to Xingchen where Maori couldn't see.

"Has Conan discovered me?" Xingchen saw the gesture and guessed what it meant, but it was not a big deal, so it was just a token of his appreciation. It was better not to force Conan, as he was also afraid of being tricked by Conan after all, this was the world of the god of death. But it was fun to trick the god of death. Xingchen also made a few gestures, meaning that I wanted three lemon pies from the dessert shop called Funinglan that I passed by yesterday.

What a big mouth! Conan understood Xingchen's gesture and almost cursed. He knew the desserts in that British dessert shop were delicious but expensive. Last time, Xingchen ripped off all his pocket money. This time, one lemon pie cost 2,000 yen, and three cost 6,000 yen.

In such a tense situation, Conan wanted to bargain even though he didn't have much money left, so he made a few gestures.

No, one!

No, no, no, three.

Two.

make a deal!

After a while of pulling, Xingchen nodded in satisfaction, thinking that the saying was right, people always compromise. But now it seems that Conan can't stand it anymore.

Xingchen ran out from the toilet door and said, "Hey, Sister Xiaolan, aren't you going to answer this call?"

"I'll pick it up."

Before Mao Lilan could speak, Xingchen picked up the phone.

"Hey Moshi Moshi, this is the Maori Affairs Detective Agency." Xingchen glanced at Conan and then deliberately said loudly: "Yes, Shinichi brother."

"Ah, Shinichi?" Ran Mouri was confused at first, then looked at Conan and realized that she was wrong. So Conan was really not Shinichi?

"Sister Xiaolan, Brother Shinichi is looking for you." Xingchen looked at Mao Lilan and handed the phone to her.

"Hello, Xiaolan, long time no see." After Mao Lilan picked up the phone, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Ah, Shin, Shinichi." After hearing the voice, Ran Mouri's emotions slowly calmed down.

She looked at Conan again, and Conan had a look of o(￣┰￣*)ゞ on his face. Mao Lilan asked in disbelief, "Is it really you, Shinichi?" She thought to herself that she actually thought Conan was Shinichi, it was over, it was so embarrassing.

"What? Xiaolan, you have forgotten my voice, right? You are such a heartless guy."

Inside the phone booth outside. Dr. Agasa tried his best to imitate Kudo Shinichi's usual tone. He thought to himself, Shinichi is really careless. First, Xiaochen guessed his identity, and then Mao Lilan guessed it. But it's strange, why can't I get through to the phone at home?

"Hey, Xiaolan, are you listening?"

"I'm so stupid. I completely misunderstood." Ran Mouri looked at Conan's expression with embarrassment on her face.

"No, nothing." From Conan's perspective, Mouri Ran's expression seemed very happy.

"By the way, Shinichi, you talk like an old man." But she seemed to hear something wrong and didn't take it seriously. She continued to chat with 'Kudo Shinichi' over there.

"Aha, I'm saved." Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember the two pies." Xingchen also came over and patted Conan on the shoulder, indicating that little brother should remember to fulfill his promise.

"I know!" Conan gritted his teeth. He was blackmailed again. But he was a little confused as to why Dr. Agasa called so late.

Xingchen hummed a song that did not belong to this world, happily opened the door and walked towards the third floor of the office.

Tonight, Mao Lilan specially prepared a big meal to compensate Conan who was wronged. Xingchen and Uncle Mao Li also got a luxurious dinner thanks to Conan's action.

Kogoro Maori also asked why so many delicious foods were made today. What day is today?

"No," Mao Lilan replied, but the happy expression on her face was written all over her face without any concealment.

"Oh, it's Brother Shinichi who called, that's why Sister Xiaolan is so happy." Xingchen picked up a piece of salmon with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it before saying.

"Really, what's so good about that guy?" Kogoro Mouri said a little jealously. He usually never saw Mouri Ran cook a big meal for him at home, but this time she happily cooked a big meal just because that guy called her.

Perhaps this is the hostility that a father-in-law feels towards his future son-in-law.

"Oh, hehehe, I'm so sorry, uncle." Conan said secretly happy in his heart.

"That's not the case, Dad." Mao Lilan quickly explained, then picked up a piece of fish that Conan usually liked to eat and put it in Conan's bowl and said, "Eat more, Conan."

"Yeah, thank you." Conan nodded and took it.

Xingchen looked at Mao Lilan, then looked at her own bowl. She seemed to be saying something. Mao Lilan could tell what Xingchen was thinking at a glance. She would not be so partial, after all, they were all children. She also put a little in Xingchen's bowl and said, "Hey, this is for Xiaochen."

"Thank you, Sister Xiaolan." Xingchen took it happily. He thought to himself that he hadn't felt such a warm feeling in a long time.

After dinner, Mao Lilan was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Uncle Maori slumped on the tatami, picking his teeth with a toothpick while watching TV. Conan picked up the green book he had read before and continued reading.

And Xingchen, watching the stars on the balcony.

Outside on the dark road, a few insects fluttered in the light of the remaining lamp. The starry sky at night was still so bright and beautiful.

Xingchen's face began to become silent and confused. He had been here for dozens of days. He held the red string in his hand and recalled the voice he heard before. He still couldn't remember anything else. Conan had already exposed his true identity to him, and almost exposed it to Mao Lilan, but what about himself? What was his original identity?

White snowflakes slowly floated down from the sky and landed on the red rope in my hand. Hmm? Is it snowing?

slap.

"Chen, the water is ready." Conan came in and said as the door opened.

"Oh, yeah." Xingchen turned around and saw Conan standing at the balcony door. Maybe it's good not to know his original identity.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Xingchen's expression changed slightly, from silent to happy. He walked out humming a song.

The sharp-eyed Conan still noticed the red rope in Xingchen's hand. Did he remember something?

Although it is still a mystery, sooner or later, I will know your true identity, Chen.