Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Conan saw that Mouri Ran wanted to say something, but she fell to the ground before she could say a word.

"Conan, Conan, what's wrong with you?"

The doctor next to him saw this and went into the bathroom to start the examination. The result of the examination was that he was in a coma. There was no danger to his life for the time being. More specific information would be available only at the hospital.

"What happened, Ran?" Kogoro Mouri yawned and walked out, followed by Xingchen and Hattori Heiji. He asked when he saw this scene.

"Conan, I don't know why he is in the bathroom, but he has fainted now. We need to send Conan to the hospital." Ran Mouri said as she picked up Conan.

Then Mao Lilan and the other three went to the hospital together.

But why did Hattori Heiji go there too? According to him, he thought that Conan might have fallen into coma because of the wine he brought.

He felt a little guilty, but he had to follow.

After checking at the hospital, they thought it was a fever that caused the fainting. They gave Conan an IV drip and after a day and night of observation, he finally woke up. Mao Lilan finally put down her worries and confirmed that there was no problem after another check.

Conan was taken home by Mao Lilan to recuperate.

Hattori Heiji also said goodbye the next day and returned to Osaka.

Xingchen discovered that the video he recorded had been deleted, and he was very sad.

Today is the second day since I came back.

"Hey, oranges." Xingchen brought a plate of sliced ​​oranges from outside and placed it next to Conan's bed and said.

"Thank you." Conan changed from a lying position to a sitting position.

"Why did I grow bigger at that time?" Conan picked up the orange, took a bite of the flesh, and thought it was so sour. He suddenly thought of something and said in confusion.

"Let me think, is it because you drank the bottle of wine that Hattori brought?" Xingchen sat cross-legged next to Conan, lowered his head pretending to think, and then looked up and said after thinking about it.

"It's possible. When I took a sip, I changed back for a while. If I drink a full glass of wine, I can always change back." Conan's clever little head immediately thought of this.

It is better to act than to think, so he ran out without even changing into his pajamas.

Xingchen also thought of something, what would happen if he drank a sip. He had previously guessed that he would become smaller like Conan.

He was suddenly moved too.

But isn’t Sister Xiaolan at home? She won’t be caught.

Xingchen was walking to the door when he saw Conan being caught red-handed by Mao Lilan. A bottle of Baigan wine was confiscated!

"Children shouldn't drink alcohol," Mao Lilan taught.

"Haha, as expected." Xingchen glanced at Conan and thought to himself, Sister Xiaolan is still at home, so it seems like we have to choose another time.

"Conan, they are here." Xingchen touched Conan's shoulder and pointed to the side.

"Huh?!" It was them. Conan turned around and saw the three little ones coming to the door.

"Conan, we're here to see you." Ayumi said, waving her hand.

"This is."

"These days, there's that book report. They discussed coming to visit you yesterday, and said they would accompany you to the library to write the book report. But it seems to me that they more want to go to the library to read comics." Xingchen said as he stood beside them.

Conan couldn't hold it anymore and had to make up for his reading notes!

"What about you, Chen?" Conan said.

"Me? I've finished my reading notes. I'm going to go to Dr. Agasa to test his inventions later." Xingchen shrugged.

Conan looked helplessly at the trio at the door and said, "Okay."

……

"Xiaochen, look, this is the card recycling glove I invented for you. It uses a unique magnetic device to operate the switch on the fingers and palm." Dr. Agasa held the purple-blue leather-textured gloves with obvious silver round blocks between the fingers and palm. He talked to Xingchen.

After that, Dr. Agasa demonstrated it to Xingchen, put on gloves and said, "Come on."

He clenched his palm slightly in the direction, and the card on the table was attracted by the magnet and caught in his hand.

"As long as you don't let go of the card, the gloves will not perform magnetic attraction a second time." Dr. Agasa said, holding the card.

"But there is a drawback. Only this specially made card can be magnetically attracted back. The previous cards cannot be magnetically attracted. But I am a genius inventor, how could I leave such a fatal weakness? I also prepared a sticker that can be attached to other objects. It is made of the same material as the card." Dr. Agasa said proudly with his hands on his hips and his head raised to the sky.

"You are worthy of being a genius inventor." Xingchen looked at the gloves, his pupils sparkling and exuding admiration.

I never thought that Dr. Agasa could actually solve this problem.

"But Doctor, your gloves are a little too big." Xingchen looked at his small hands and the big hands of Dr. Agasa. He blinked his eyes, as if they were too big for him.

As soon as these words were spoken, the air was suddenly filled with an awkward atmosphere.

"Sorry, sorry. I forgot to make one the size of your hand." After being reminded, Dr. Agasa was stunned for a few seconds and scratched his head.

"Give me some time, I will make one exactly the same size as your hand in the next two days." Dr. Agasa measured the size of Xingchen's palm.

"Oh, Doctor. Can I borrow your computer?" Xingchen thought of another thing. He wanted to check the Internet in this world to see if there were any other clues he could pay attention to.

"Can you use it?" Dr. Agasa asked with some doubt.

In his impression, Xiaochen had never touched a computer.

"No problem." Xingchen patted his chest and said, after all, his major in college in his previous life was computer science.

Using a computer is a minor issue.

Xingchen looked at the big-headed computer screen and inexplicably felt like he had gone back to the 1990s.

No, it seems to be around the 1990s.

Xingchen stood on the chair, pressed the power button, and waited for a few minutes.

The computer screen lit up, revealing a very simple login interface. He entered the password that Dr. Agasa had told him.

Xingchen sat in front of the computer, looking at the ancient win3.2 operating system, and suddenly didn't know how to start.

On this simple desktop, he could only see a number of software programs that could be counted on one hand.

Chat room?

Dr. Agasa also plays this. This might be the most popular chat software nowadays.

It’s similar to something like a QQ group.

Click on the network to view.

It looks like dial-up Internet access. I don't know if Dr. Agasa's phone bill is enough for Internet access.

As a result, Xingchen learned from Dr. Agasa that he was on a monthly subscription basis, paying 30,000 yen per month.

The only drawback is that you cannot make or receive calls when dialing up to the Internet.

Xingchen could only save the previously recorded video to a floppy disk for safety.

After all, current technology is limited and USB flash drives are too prone to problems.