Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

Xiaocheng glanced at Shiratori at this time and saw Xiaolan's sad expression.

He knew that it was easy to spread rumors, but it was hard to dispel them. What did it mean to disregard the safety of the hostages? What did it mean to stop being a policeman after this?

Do you mean to say that Kogoro doesn't care about Kisaki Eri's life safety?

Shiratori promised his brother that he shouldn't talk like that and he still doesn't want to be a policeman. Does he mean that Kogoro was fired because of this?

What do you think of Xiaolan, whose memory is already vague? He has already remembered this matter. The most the Metropolitan Police Department can do about this matter is to punish Kogoro.

At most! He didn't believe that the Metropolitan Police Department would fire a talent like Kogoro.

That’s right, someone once analyzed Kogoro on the Blue Star forum. Kogoro was very motivated when he was a policeman.

Not only does he not drink, but his marksmanship is at the level of a sharpshooter, he is also a judo expert, and he has solved many cases.

At that time, Kogoro was the elite among the elites in the entire police force.

Do you really think the setting of Police Academy Legend is a joke? But now Xiaocheng doesn’t understand what’s going on with Kogoro. He thinks Qingshan has to take the blame, otherwise he can’t understand it.

As for why Kogoro didn't become a policeman, there are many different opinions in his past life, but basically they all mentioned one thing, which is that it has something to do with his family...

After returning to the office, Conan looked at Xiaolan's sad expression, thought for a moment, and secretly ran out again. Xiaocheng knew that he was going to comfort Xiaolan.

Xiaocheng is still thinking about Miller. His eyes are deep and he no longer has the temperament of a child. He took a deep breath and sneaked out. He went to Dr. Agasa's house.

The next morning, Conan was dribbling the ball in the room thinking. He felt that Murakami was unlikely.

He had realized that it would be impossible for Murakami to find out about his uncle's friends on his own while serving his sentence.

It is even more impossible to know what flavor of chocolate Kiying ideally eats. Either Murakami Jō has an accomplice, or the person behind the scenes is not Murakami Jō at all. Which possibility is it?

At this time, I accidentally glanced at the photo of Hiroki Tsuji while thinking. Hiroki Tsuji? Poker 10?

"Xiaocheng!!" After Conan figured it out, he immediately prepared to call Xiaocheng, but after looking around, Xiaocheng was not there?

Conan frowned and went out, then called Xiaocheng. He wanted to ask where Xiaocheng was now, but unfortunately the call was not connected...

Xiaocheng came out from behind the door and looked at Conan who was walking away. There was no one in the office now, and Kogoro did not come back last night.

Xiaolan went to see Kogoro early in the morning, and now Conan has also left, so Miller should also come.

And the fact was just as Xiaocheng thought. Not long after Conan left, a car stopped downstairs of the office. Xiaocheng was standing by the window of the office, watching Miller get off the car with a puzzled look in his eyes.

When he really came, Xiaocheng saw Miller glance at him and did not come up. Instead, he lit a cigarette, leaned against the car and waited. This behavior made Xiaocheng realize that he had to go.

He put on his backpack, picked up the sword box, and walked downstairs.

"He's carrying weapons." Miller looked at Xiao Cheng who was going downstairs, and glanced at the box and backpack. He knew without thinking that these things were used by the kids on the opposite side to defend themselves.

"Uncle, you won't be angry, right? Hehe." Xiao Cheng looked at Miller with a childlike smile.

"Heh..." Miller chuckled and didn't say much. He opened the car door and glanced at Xiaocheng.

Xiaocheng got into the car without saying much, and then Miller started the car, heading in an unknown direction.

"Your name is Xiaocheng, right?" Miller suddenly said after driving for a while.

"What's wrong, uncle? Is there a problem?" At this moment, Xiaocheng was like a child, answering Miller.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just curious about who trained you." Miller returned to the topic after going around in circles.

He didn't care whether Xiaocheng was trained by someone else, what he cared about was whether Xiaocheng was trained by Zero.

After yesterday's analysis, he didn't expect that the small town would be what Zero would look like after becoming smaller.

On the contrary, he felt that Xiaocheng's many behaviors were like those of a child, and he had seen many organizations training children from a young age.

It was a very cruel and inhumane method. He wondered if Zero was trained in this way, but that didn't make sense. Would someone like Zero do this?

"There's no such thing as training or no training. You can't be born with supernatural powers or extraordinary talents." Xiaocheng's tone was casual.

"Heh..." Miller chuckled. He knew that this kid was still quite tough, but he would know if he tried.

Miller didn't say anything after that, and Xiaocheng didn't say anything either. The car drove for two hours and arrived at a place.

Xiaocheng got off the bus and walked around. It was a very empty place, and Miller followed behind him.

"You know what? When something goes beyond common sense, it is doomed to be abnormal. You say that an ordinary child has reconnaissance skills and extraordinary abilities, so do you think this is abnormal?"

Xiao Cheng looked back at Miller, his eyes gradually becoming solemn. He felt the murderous intent from Miller. He wanted to kill me?

"What a coincidence. My motto is that all unstable factors should not exist, and your abnormality makes me feel unstable. Since I can't confirm whether you are related to Zero, then... you should die here."

As soon as Miller finished speaking, he took a step forward, rushed to Xiaocheng's left side, bent his body slightly, and swung his leg directly towards Xiaocheng's face.

Xiaocheng's pupils shrank slightly, the sword box was placed horizontally in front of him, Miller's whip kick landed directly on the box, and Xiaocheng took a few steps back.

Miller approached Xiaocheng rapidly, and what Xiaocheng saw was Miller's fist coming at him. It was fast and strong, extremely strong. Xiaocheng couldn't dodge in time, and was directly hit by Miller with the sword box.

"Puff..." The box broke, Xiaocheng grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out. At the same time, he turned around and swung the sword at Miller.

Miller's expression was calm as he stared at Xiaocheng's elbow and wrist. Before the sword moved, he had already guessed how Xiaocheng would use the sword.

Miller dodged the sword, but was met with a sound of breaking air. The broken box was kicked out by Xiaocheng, and the target was Miller.

Miller waved his hand to block and swung forward. The box was instantly smashed into pieces, and at this time Xiaocheng was behind him.

Xiaocheng planted his feet on the ground and pressed his body down slightly. In an instant, he rushed forward and stabbed out with a sword.

Miller dodged and took advantage of the flaw left by Xiaocheng's stab and kicked Xiaocheng directly in the abdomen, sending Xiaocheng flying.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Cheng flew to the ground, coughed a few times, stood up with difficulty, tightly grasped the sword in both hands, and stared at Miller.

Miller was a little silent when he saw Xiao Cheng's appearance...