Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

"By the way, you have lost your memory now, what should I call you?" Xiaolan held the two of them and turned to look at Chen Ping.

"Chen...just call me Xiaocheng." Chen Ping almost said his own name.

"Xiao... Cheng? Hello, Xiao Cheng, my name is Mao Lilan, so please take care of me in the future."

Xiaolan looked up and thought, then smiled and said to Chen Ping.

Mao Lilan? This name also sounds familiar.

Looking at Xiaolan, who is half a head taller than him, he now realizes that not only is he familiar with the kid, but the girl in front of him also seems a little familiar.

"Conan, introduce yourself too. You two are going to live together from now on."

Xiaolan said to Conan beside her again.

"My name is Edogawa Conan, hello."

Conan was stunned, then came to his senses and quickly said that he had not yet fully integrated into this identity.

As early as when Xiaolan mentioned Conan, Chen Ping's mind buzzed, no way.

When Conan said his full name, his heart finally settled down. He stopped and stared at Conan blankly.

"What's wrong?" Xiaolan was a little confused and looked at Chen Ping with some confusion.

Conan was also wondering why this kid was looking at him like that.

"Conan, you really don't know him? Why do I feel like Xiaocheng knows you?"

It’s no wonder Xiaolan had this illusion. How could Chen Ping not know this famous elementary school student who was the god of death?

It's impossible, absolutely impossible. How could I know this kid?

I have no impression of him at all, but looking at his appearance, could it be that he has seen me somewhere recently?

Just when Conan was about to ask something, Chen Ping spoke.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted."

"What's wrong? Did you remember something? Have you met Conan before?" Xiaolan squatted in front of Chen Ping and stroked his head with one hand.

"No, I just feel more friendly towards Conan." Chen Ping nodded.

"Really? Then you two should get along well with each other in the future."

I have to say that Xiaolan's smile is really contagious. Chen Ping felt much better when he saw Xiaolan's smile.

Next, Xiaolan took the two children and walked towards home step by step, while Conan was still observing Chen Ping vaguely on the way.

At this moment, Chen Ping speechlessly asked the heavens, is this the world of Detective Conan?

The first thing that came to his mind was that Conan must not discover the original owner's identity, otherwise if he was targeted by him, would he have any chance of survival?

It’s fine that he got here, but why was the original owner a top-level tool killer?

The original owner's memory is influencing me in a subtle way. What if one day I can't help myself and stab someone?

Chen Ping complained in his heart but remained calm on the surface.

He knew Conan's observation skills. He was one of the world's most famous detectives and the world's own son.

Soon the three of them returned to the office. As expected, Kogoro was drinking again. Fortunately, he was not drunk yet. However, he heard Xiaolan say that she would temporarily adopt the little kid in front of her.

Kogoro was horrified: "No, there is already a little devil, and another little devil comes. How can this be allowed?"

Kogoro shook his head, as if he was not willing to negotiate.

"Dad, we're just staying for a few days. Once Officer Megure and the others find Xiaocheng's family, we can send him back. We can't let Xiaocheng be homeless."

Xiaolan looked at Kogoro with hope, and soon Kogoro saw his expression and turned to look at Chen Ping with a pitiful look.

He slapped his forehead helplessly: "Okay, but we agreed that once we find the family, we will send them away immediately."

"Thank you, Dad. Xiaocheng, you will sleep with Conan from now on. I'm going to cook now and buy you some daily necessities later."

Xiaolan patted Chen Ping on the head.

"No, Sister Xiaolan, Xiaocheng will sleep with me?" He was a little at a loss after hearing Xiaolan's words.

"What's wrong, Conan, don't you want to?" Xiaolan looked at Conan in confusion.

"Not really, it's just... Ouch." Conan wanted to say something, but Kogoro's fist had already hit him on the forehead.

"This kid is so talkative. Xiaolan, you go cook first." Kogoro was unhappy and punched Conan on the head twice.

"Dad, how could you do this to Conan? Is Conan okay?"

Xiaolan hurriedly showed concern, but Conan was secretly complaining about this uncle.

"It's okay, Sister Xiaolan, I'll go clean up the room first and prepare something for Xiaocheng." Conan rubbed his head.

Seeing Conan returning to the room to prepare, Xiaolan also smiled and turned to Chen Ping and said.

"Xiao Cheng, then you just stay here obediently. I'm going to cook. Dad, you are such a fool."

After stroking Chen Ping's head, Xiaolan said helplessly to Kogoro.

"it is good."

Chen Ping nodded obediently. He was afraid that Xiaogolang would hit him again. Seeing that Xiaogolang didn't care, he felt a little speechless.

This old Deng is really ruthless. Conan's bag was beaten out by him.

He is now wondering whether he should stay here, but where can he go if he doesn't stay here.

I have no identity and I'm still a child, which is really disgusting. If I had an adult body, I would have more choices.

And the most important point is how much of the original owner's skills can he use with his current young body.

It can't be that there is no effect at all, but you have to try it in private when there is no one around.

It was soon time to go to bed. Chen Ping lay down on the bed, said good night to Xiaolan, and he and Conan fell into a deep sleep.

But how could he sleep? He was full of random thoughts.

The experiences of the past two days were so magical that he didn't know what his mood was at the moment. Beside him was Conan, the son of the plane and full of justice.

The original owner was a ruthless killer. He also knew that the original owner's organization was the Hand of God, which was taken down by the ICPO and the FBI two years ago.

For the past two years, he has been killing those left behind by the Hand of God.

This was the task the organization gave him before its demise. This was not the most important thing. He discovered a major problem.

The original owner was an experimental subject. Thinking of the fate of the original owner's memories, he complained in his heart. Is there a golden finger in the time travel to help me get rid of this sequelae?

Not only has he traveled through time and space to become a "three-no" child, but he will probably not live long. With all these messed up thoughts in his mind, Chen Ping fell into a deep sleep.

He knew that no matter what, it could not be changed and he could only accept it calmly. From today on, he would live in the small town of Maori Office.

While sleeping, he had a dream. In the dream, he saw two police officers from the morning tied up in front of him, with a gun in his hand.

Zero behind him looked at him coldly, asking why he didn't take action.

Tell yourself that feelings are the most useless things in the world. They urge yourself and make you take action.