Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Dr. Agasa thought, I seem to have heard this name somewhere, right, isn't this the kid that Shinichi has been talking about recently who lives in Xiaolan's house? Combined with what Xingchen said before, Dr. Agasa believed that Shinichi told Xingchen about him and admired him so he came here.

"Is that so? Then I'll clean up the scene first. Xiaochen, you just wait for a moment." Dr. Agasa said excitedly. After all, he had a new little fan.

"Hey, Dr. Agasa, I'll come and help too." Xingchen quickly picked up the paper that fell on the ground and said, and he and Dr. Agasa moved the bricks that fell from the wall into the yard first and dealt with them later.

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At Dr. Agasa's house, Xingxingchen was standing in the living room, touring Dr. Agasa's house.

After a while, there was a scream from upstairs. Nothing would happen, right? Didn’t they say they would go upstairs to get something and come back down?

When Xingchen heard the sound, he hurried to the second floor and saw that the door that Professor Agasa had just opened was crushed underneath by various objects.

At first, Xingchen didn’t see Dr. Agasa and could only shout, “Dr. Agasa?”

A hand stretched out from the pile of items, and then a doctor named Agasa jumped out. He looked at Xingchen and said, "Xiaochen, come and help me."

There were so many things that Xingchen looked like a small mountain of them. He picked up the things and weighed them and found that they were not very heavy.

But it’s too much to handle.

He could now pick them up and sighed, "This is too much."

Dr. Agasa invented so many things. He had no choice but to take away some of the things above, and only then was Dr. Agasa able to escape.

Now Xingchen was sitting on the sofa, looking at the messy hair on the back of Dr. Agasa's head, a Band-Aid on his nose, and a hemostatic patch on his face that had just been applied with medicine.

Holding the second generation personal rocket that he just invented to prevent traffic jams, he was explaining his idea. It’s so hard to have a little fan.

So he wanted to talk about his genius ideas, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, starting from the frog-shaped hot spring tester, then the spherical spiral gyroscope, to the current second-generation personal rocket to prevent traffic jams.

At first, Xingchen listened to Dr. Agasa's wonderful ideas with great interest, but then he became more and more sleepy as if he was in an English class.

Ding Dong~, a bell rang and interrupted Dr. Agasa's words. Dr. Agasa put down the things in his hands and said, "Sorry, Xiaochen, I have something to do for the time being."

As he walked to the door, he murmured, "Who is coming to see me at this time?"

When he opened the door, he saw an old man in casual clothes standing at the door, holding a document bag in his hand. "Terai, why are you here?" Dr. Agasa asked.

"Agasa, how did you get into this state? Are you okay?" Terai Huang Zhisuke asked when he saw Dr. Agasa's face full of scars.

Dr. Agasa replied: "Oh, it's okay, it's just that there are too many things, and I got it when I was sorting it."

Terai Huangzhisuke didn't think much about it, just looking at his old friend in front of him and saying, "That's good. By the way, are the props I mentioned yesterday ready?"

Terai Huang Zhisuke is a little anxious now. The plan cannot keep up with the changes, and he needs to use those props.

Dr. Agasa suddenly remembered that Terai said yesterday that he would come over to pick up the props, which were supposed to be delivered tomorrow, but he said he came early because of an emergency.

Dr. Agasa said: "Sorry, sorry, I was just chatting with someone and I got carried away. Look at my memory, come this way."

Then he turned to Xingchen and said, "Xiaochen, you play by yourself for a while." Dr. Agasa took Terai Huang Zhisuke to the second floor.

"Okay." Xingchen responded while tilting his head and looking at the door. He looked at the pile of items in front of him that might or might not be useful.

I don’t know who would buy these things from Dr. Agasa. For example, the automatic page-turning diary that Xingchen picked up next to him. Is there really anyone who would use this kind of thing?

"Ah, it's a bit boring." Xingchen sighed while lying on the chair, as if he just got here because he was lost.

How could it become like this? Put down the tumbler that was spinning 360 degrees. Huh?! Xingchen saw a target on the wall of the living room with a few darts stuck on it.

Since I have nothing to do, I might as well try darts, Xingchen thought. As he walked over, he found that the target was a little high.

It was twice as tall as him, and he looked around, found a bar chair to use as a stepping stone, and then pulled the darts off it one by one.

Xingchen retreated to a distance of three or four meters from the target. He was still somewhat confident in his dart skills. At this distance, he could not say that he could hit the center of the circle, but at least he could be within one ring.

At least in his previous life, he was the king of mini-games. In various types of mini-games, he was affectionately called the king of mini-games by his classmates.

Xingchen held the dart between his thumb and index finger and threw it according to his habit in his previous life.

But he subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't pay much attention to it, just thinking that he hadn't played for a long time and his hands were a little rusty.

The dart flew out of his hand and went straight into the third ring.

Perhaps because he was not familiar with the target, he threw several darts again. Not surprisingly, he could not even touch the edge of the third and second rings, let alone the second ring. One dart even flew outside the target.

Fortunately, there was no one behind me, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

"This, is not right."

Now Xingchen still had two darts left in his hand. Xingchen thought that maybe his posture was wrong, so he changed the gesture of holding the darts. Xingchen frowned, and the awkward feeling became even stronger.

The next throw was even worse than the previous one. It went directly to the fourth ring and almost went out of bounds.

I tried many different dart throwing gestures, but they all felt awkward and awkward.

Forget it, Xingchen didn’t want to try it anymore, so he just aimed at the target and threw it casually, hoping it would hit the target.

Then let's see what else to play, Xingchen thought. The moment the dart left his hand, it hit the bull's eye.

Xingchen was about to turn around but he turned around instead.

I thought to myself, what the hell, how can a random throw be more accurate than the previous one?

Is it so outrageous? Come up with an idea in your mind and try it again.

Thinking of this, Xingchen stepped on the high stool and pulled out the darts one by one. He shook the darts with his hands to find the feeling of throwing them just now, and then threw them up.

Almost every shot hit the target. Of the five darts, only one hit the line between the bull's eye and the first ring, and the others all hit the bull's eye.

Xingchen thought to himself, could it be that I have the talent to throw darts and never miss the target? That’s not right, shouldn’t the first throw have hit the bull’s eye directly?

Does it feel like the technical memory of the previous life conflicts with the original owner's muscle memory? Could it be that the original owner was an expert at darts?

Wait, if the original owner was his current age, how could he have such skills, or was he a genius?

Although this possibility still exists, or it is a benefit given by the golden finger, Xingchen has called out to the golden finger but there has been no response until now. It seems that it only responds when the case is triggered.

Xingchen thought for a moment and felt that anything was possible. His intuition told him that the awkward feeling should be the key, but without evidence he could not confirm that was the truth.

I had no choice but to give up thinking about it. I decided to continue the experiment. The darts I threw continuously hit the bull's eye, proving that as long as I didn't feel any awkwardness when throwing the darts, I would basically hit the target every time.

After throwing for a while, all the darts in his hand hit the bull's eye.

Xingchen nodded with satisfaction and put his chair back at the bar, and continued to rummage through Dr. Agasa's inventions.

Ah, it seems there is nothing to play, Xingchen was lying on the sofa, looking at the stairs and suddenly realized.

It seems that Dr. Agasa hasn't come down for so long. Could something have happened? I looked at the time again. It's two o'clock in the afternoon. It's been half an hour since Dr. Agasa went up.

Just as Xingchen was daydreaming, footsteps were heard from the stairs, and Dr. Agasa and Terai Huangzhisuke came down from the second floor.

There was a black bag on Terai Huangzhi's assistant, and then the two of them ran to the garage and didn't know whether they were unloading goods or what.

Soon~

Dr. Agasa returned to the house and said to Xingchen, "Sorry, sorry, I kept you waiting. What do you think of these inventions, Xiaochen?" Dr. Agasa thought that Xingchen had been sitting here looking at the inventions for a long time, so he wanted to ask the opinion of this little fan he just met.

Xingchen heard this and laughed awkwardly: "Ahaha, it's okay, I think what Dr. Agasa invented is quite interesting, so I watched it for a long time."

But I thought to myself, I wasn't really looking at these inventions, I was just discovering a small golden finger of my own.

But Xingchen also had to give Dr. Agasa an explanation, so he quickly looked at the things on the table and on the ground, thinking, there must be something there. Well, that's it.

Xingchen picked up a deck of metal cards on the table and said, "This deck is quite interesting."

Then Xingchen flipped over the cards and with a click, the cards connected one by one. Xingchen was stunned for a moment as he didn't expect that this deck of cards could be played like this. The only thing was why this deck only had four cards: the ace of spades, the king of hearts, the queen of clubs, and the jack of diamonds.

Seeing this, Dr. Agasa lifted his glasses with his fingers to look at the deck carefully and then said, "It's really nostalgic."

"Dr. Agasa, is there anything wrong with this deck of cards?" Xingchen asked.

Dr. Agasa explained, "This deck of cards was asked by Terai to make me. This deck is a sample. Originally, Terai said that he needed to customize a deck of cards with high toughness and elasticity. So after much thought, metal was the most suitable material, so I used metal to make this deck of cards. However, because it was to be used with a firing gun, the power of metal cards was too great when fired. Terai was afraid that customers would be hurt when dealing the cards, so he used other materials. So this deck of cards is left with me."

Xingchen was playing with the cards casually in his hands. He didn't know how to shuffle the cards, so he just played around. The touch made Xingchen feel very comfortable.

I have bought this kind of metal playing cards before just because they look good, but the feel is not as good as this one.

Although there is nothing special about this deck of cards, just an ordinary metal playing cards, the difference between this deck of cards and the metal playing cards used for collection is that this deck of cards is very light.

He can play with it very smoothly with his child's body, and he doesn't know what metal it is made of.

Xingchen liked it more and more as he played, and thought to himself, why didn’t I notice this deck of cards just now.

My dart skills might give me the talent to become a card master. I hit the target with every dart. I even hummed a little tune.

At this time, Dr. Agasa came over with a plate filled with fruits, put it in front of Xingchen and said, "Come, have some fruits." Xingchen looked down at the fruit plate and said, "Thank you, Dr. Agasa."