Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"As long as I drink this, I can turn back into Kudo Shinichi." Conan said, holding the bottle of Shirataki.

Bang! The sound of a door closing.

Xingchen came in with two schoolbags, then put them on the sofa and said, "Are you sure you can change back?"

He also didn't know if there would be resistance, but the time it took to change would be shortened.

Or maybe we need more liquor?

"I think it's very likely that he became bigger after drinking this stuff." After Conan said that, he held the bottle of Baigan liquor and started drinking it.

Conan could already feel his body getting hot. He would turn back into Kudo Shinichi in a little while, and by then, Ran would be back.

After a few minutes.

Xingchen watched Conan drink a lot, but it seemed that his body didn't change, only his face was getting redder and redder.

Xingchen stood beside Dr. Agasa and pointed at Conan and said, "Hey, Doctor. I feel Conan's face getting redder and redder. Is it really okay?!"

"Doctor, I haven't changed back yet." Conan felt dizzy and his body was hot. It seemed that there was no change from before.

"Maybe it's because of the antibodies." Dr. Agasa touched his chin and guessed.

"Antibodies?" Conan said after a few seconds of silence. It seemed that the alcohol was beginning to slow down his ability to think.

"That's right, your body has become immune to this substance." Dr. Agasa explained again.

"Ah, that's impossible, absolutely impossible. He must not have drunk enough." Conan said.

He wanted to continue drinking, but Xingchen snatched the white wine away and said, "Don't drink it. Minors are not allowed to drink."

Even if you were a high school student before you became smaller, you are still not a minor. And this obviously has no effect. Xingchen is just afraid that Conan will drink it like this. He won't be hospitalized again.

It's just that there is real resistance, or it's the kind that's directly immune.

"Give it back to me, Chen. Xiaolan is not here again." Conan said after being stunned again.

Xingchen shook his head. It seemed that he was really drunk. That was the only way to deal with it.

Ding! ?

A handful of glittering cards appeared in Xingchen's hand.

"Try to say it again?" Xingchen said with his head tilted.

"Gurgle, burp." Conan swallowed, burped, shook his head and said, "No, no."

Xingchen put away the card after hearing it and looked at the bottle of wine in his hand.

Dazed, he thought to himself, I must give it a try.

Just as Xingchen was in a daze, Conan fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"Xiaochen, do you want to try it too?" After Dr. Agasa brought Conan back to the bed, he turned around and looked at Xingchen and said.

"No, looking at Conan's appearance, he probably only has one chance to grow bigger." Xingchen shook his head.

“Maybe there will be a chance to use it.”

"Okay. I'll put it away first." Dr. Agasa said as he took the bottle of wine handed to him by Xingchen.

There is only one third of wine left in the bottle.

It can be seen how much Conan has drunk.

.....

abyss.....

I felt like I was falling.

A white figure walked past him and he reached out his hand to hold her.

But she was getting further and further away.

Until it is out of sight, in the blink of an eye.

Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the desolate dock around him, as well as a man and a green Hummer.

Isn't he sleeping?

Is this another dream?

"Ahahaha, ****, you're back." A man with pigtails, wearing a black suit, said with his arms outstretched.

"Whether I come back or not is none of your business." Xingchen spoke automatically. It was indeed another dream.

I can't even hear the name. Could it be that dreams automatically block keywords?

Fortunately, he already knew the original body's real name.

"Ah, you are still so cold as expected." The man said with his hands in his pockets.

"Don't mind, I just want to work with you."

"Cooperation?" Starry Night stopped moving forward and turned his head slightly.

"Here we go, Mexico."

"You want to." 'Xingchen' obviously knew about this, he turned his head and looked at the man.

"Intercept, Gin."

Gin? Wine! Xingchen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He was really a member of the Black Organization. No, if he was intercepting Gin, then he must be a member of another organization.

The three blocked sounds just now are codes.

Is there a name for the wine?

"Aren't you afraid that the boss will cause you trouble?" 'Xingchen' took out boxes from the bag and put them on the Hummer and said.

"Tsk tsk." The man shook his head.

"That lord has not been seen for a long time. Who knows?"

"Haha, I'm sorry to refuse." Xingchen said without even turning his head after hearing it.

"You are not worthy enough to be my teammate, Binga." After saying this, 'Starry Night' picked up the golf bag in the Hummer next to him and turned away.

"Tsk, he is said to be the strongest assassin, but in the end he is still afraid of Gin." In Binga's opinion, this strongest assassin is well-deserved in reputation.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver flying knife flew across his face and stabbed directly into the pillar behind him.

Binga opened his eyes wide and touched his face. The bright red blood told him that death was only one step away from him.

When did he make the move? Binga wondered in his heart. He didn't see clearly how he made the move.

"I advise you to keep your mouth shut."

"You suddenly disappeared accidentally. I think Gin was quite happy about it." 'Xingchen' said lightly, but Binga could hear murderous intent in his tone.

He didn't dare to move, for fear of being careless.

Gin will have a few more drinks tonight.

He knew Gin, but who was Binga?

Xingchen was now filled with doubts, but the scenery before him slowly turned into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again,

It was already the next day. Looking at the ceiling of Dr. Agasa's house, this dream had a great impact on him.

Since his predecessor was indeed a member of the Black Organization, how many secrets of his predecessor are waiting for him to uncover?

Looking at Conan sleeping next to him, he fell into deep thought.

On the way to school.

Conan swayed from side to side, his steps clearly unsteady.

Ayumi asked worriedly, "Conan, are you catching a cold again?"

"No, no." Conan shook his head. Fortunately, Xingchen stopped him last night, otherwise it would not be a swing step.

Although my head still hurts a little now.

But it's obviously acceptable.

"No, he just stayed up too late last night to complete Kamen Rider vs. Big Bad." Xingchen said nearby. This game is now very popular among primary school students.

"That's amazing! I was stuck on the fifth level last night." Mitsuhiko said with some admiration. It was obvious that they were also playing this game.

As expected, Conan is so good at reasoning and playing games.

"Nothing."

Conan thought to himself. Haha, actually it was Chen who cleared the game last night. I only reached the second level.