put on my white vest

Edogawa Conan knew he was dreaming.

A huge, oppressive, scarlet full moon hangs above the cliff, and in the vast expanse, an unknown sense of terror strikes like the collapse of the world.

Such moon phases can only be seen on Earth near the horizon with a wide view. Tokyo's geographical location obviously does not meet the requirements, so Conan clearly knows that he is caught in an unrealistic scene.

In the dream, he stood in the decaying bone church, looking up blankly under the cold glazed Notre Dame window.

The doors and windows are gorgeous and incomplete, the faint candles in the room flicker in the eye sockets of the skull, the wailing jackdaws outside the house and the thick black mist are rampant in the air, and the complicated Gothic spires of the old castle soar into the sky, as if there is a medieval mournful Coloratura soprano echoes in the empty world.

Through the pointed arches inlaid with large windows, the black mist covered the entire outer wall decorated with hollow reliefs, and the suffocating fantasy of the red moon rushed towards him in a cramped and terrifying way.

At the moment when she fell into a trance, it seemed that a pair of white wings slowly stopped under the red moon, restraining everything.

The slightly moving wings let the cold moon-like figure hang steadily under the dark red night.

The man first looked at him with a condescending gaze, then turned around casually, piercing the ominous scarlet with cool silver light.

'Who are you? '

Before the detective could speak, the last remaining silver-purple pupils and the complex and amazing magic circle in the memory instantly shattered the dream——

He flung his eyes open.

"Conan? Conan!"

"Conan! Did you have a nightmare?!"

"Ah, Lan...Sister Xiaolan!!"

Edogawa Conan sat up in a hurry, the unstoppable inhalation sound in his throat and trembling hands explained his nightmare just now.

Cold sweat had already soaked his clothes, and it was Mao Lilan's concerned greeting that pulled the little detective out of the vortex of dreams in time.

Conan hurriedly put on the plain glasses for camouflage, and finally dared to look directly at the worried Xiaolan: "Ahaha...it's okay, sister Xiaolan, maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I had a nightmare."

"That's it, that's good."

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief. She poured a cup of hot water for Conan, then touched her head and said, "There are customers coming to the office tonight. I need to go out to buy ingredients in the afternoon. Will Conan come with me?"

"Okay, but who is the guest?"

"It's Dad's guest, and it should be to solve the problem of subletting the coffee shop downstairs."

The entire three-story building of the Mori Office was owned by Kogoro Mori. Except for the second floor which was used as a detective office and the third floor for residential use, the first floor had been rented out to a thriving coffee shop.

Because of an accidental slip and fall, the young coffee shop owner was about to retire and return to the country to live, so he wanted to transfer the rental contract to another person. The new tenant made an appointment with the landlord Kogoro Mori who would come to visit the property tonight.

Conan, who promised Xiaolan, who was going to show off her cooking skills, stood on tiptoe and brushed her teeth trying to recall the remaining dreams: "Gothic church, red moon, white silhouette..."

Psychologist Freud believes that dreams are the fulfillment of subconscious desires, and some psychologists believe that human dreams are a preview of how the brain will deal with dangerous situations in a virtual environment.

'Could it be... Is it because of Kaitou Kid that I dreamed of this? '

Reminiscent of the white and flying figure, the famous detective who has been entangled with Kaitou Kidd soon finds the culprit he believes.

The dream scene must have a corresponding reality mapping. The so-called "precognitive dream" is only due to the vagueness and probability of dreams, and it is not a mysterious phenomenon.

Then only the strange thief with a hang glider gliding around in the air every day could be the reason for that weird dream.

In his heart, he made a note of the strange thief who came from the sky, and Conan hurried to Xiaolan's side after washing.

He raised a child's innocent smiling face, and happily held his childhood sweetheart's hand.

"Let's go, sister Xiaolan!"

That night.

Looks like today's sourcing trip didn't go well.

Xiaolan clasped her hands together in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuecheng, I'm sorry to make you wait a moment.

I came back a little late because of an event, and the dinner is not ready yet... I will prepare it right away, please drink tea and sit down for a while! "

Xiaolan and Conan were unfortunately involved in a murder case in the supermarket. Although Yuanzi, who went shopping together, quickly deduced the truth, the record still delayed the time to go home, and the guests could only wait for dinner to be ready.

Although Xiaolan has long been used to all kinds of wonderful events, she is still very rude in front of guests.

Fortunately, the mild-looking gray-haired young man called 'Mr. Yuecheng' just smiled and said, "No, no, it's because I insisted on choosing a dinner time to visit, it's not Miss Maori's problem."

Seeing the other party's good temper, Xiaolan was also relieved in her heart. She put the green tea and snacks on the office table and put them away, nodded apologetically and retreated into the kitchen.

The waiting time is just right for landlords and tenants to communicate.

Mori Kogoro seemed to be trying to maintain the look of a famous detective, deliberately lowered his voice, put on a suit, clasped his hands under his chin, and put on the appearance of a professional businessman.

Of course, the corners of Conan's mouth twitched, and he had a strong desire to complain.

Kogoro, a sleeping detective, said deeply: "Mr. Yuecheng... As a college student who just graduated, why do you want to buy a coffee shop?"

"Mr. Yamada and I are classmates in the dessert class. He has been thinking of retiring and returning to the countryside since a few months ago, but he can't let go of this coffee shop in Mihua Town." Yuecheng Xuetu smiled slightly, with a soothing voice Flow out slowly.

"When I graduated, I got a lot of scholarships, and I just wanted to open a store, so I hit it off with Mr. Yamada."

"Oh...so that's the case, so your specialty is dessert making?"

"Actually not. I graduated from the Department of Photography. Desserts are just my personal hobby. My job should be a freelance contributor to a supernatural magazine...the kind of photographer who specializes in photographing supernatural forces!"

Mao Lilan, who happened to serve the first dish, was shocked when he heard the words: "Super super super... supernatural?! Does such a thing really exist in the world?"

The gray-haired young man's eyebrows were curved: "I believe so, you see—"

Yukito Tsukishiro took out a blurry photo of Central Park in Osaka. There is a looming transparent girl on the cat slide in the middle of the park.

"This was taken when I was traveling in Daban two weeks ago, how is it? This is a ghost!"

Xiao Lan and Uncle Mao Li were taken aback at the same time, and their faces turned green when they hugged each other for an instant: "Ghost?!"

A child's voice interrupted: "It's not a ghost—"

"The camera lens is made up of multiple lenses. The lens is made of glass or plastic. If there is no special treatment, the surface of the lens will reflect about 5% of the incident light.

When strong light enters the lens, the light reflected from the surface of each lens will be reflected multiple times inside the lens and camera, resulting in glare or ghosting. "

Conan used scientific principles to comfort the two who were afraid of ghosts: "So big brother, it's not a ghost at all! It's just a problem with the camera that makes the image happen to look like a person's shadow."

"I think supernatural powers are scientific phenomena that have not yet been explained, so there is no need to be afraid of ghosts and ghosts!"

After being interrupted like this, Xiaolan couldn't care less about being afraid at this moment, she was worried that the guest would be angry, and quickly pressed Conan's head in embarrassment to apologize: "What are you talking about Conan, please apologize to Mr. Yuecheng!"

It's rude to refute other people's hobbies in person!

The gray-haired young man was not angry at all, and he was still smiling.

"It's okay, it's okay, many people around me have said the same thing to me, but I have always insisted on my own ideas."

"Magic, ghosts, and magical creatures all exist, but ordinary people have no chance to see them!"

"But little brother,"

Snow Rabbit's brown eyes bent into crescent moons looked at Conan Edogawa, an 'elementary school student' who was as big as a little ghost: "You know a lot, the principle of camera reflection is the content of high school science, what a smart boy!"

Conan shuddered behind his back for no reason: "Ahahaha, then what... because, because I am a person who loves science!"

Ignoring the episode about supernatural powers in the middle, both parties to the contract are quite satisfied with each other, so the Poirot Coffee Shop on the first floor quickly changed owners.

Although the name and the staff employed have not changed, the new owner, Yuecheng Xuetu, has redecorated the interior, adopting a rare European Gothic style, which has unexpectedly won a lot of popularity among the students.

On an ordinary night, the gray-haired youth walked back to his rented apartment after closing the shop with tomorrow's breakfast in hand.

After closing the door, Yuecheng Snow Rabbit—a different world contractor Lian Hechuan fell comfortably on the sofa and opened a bottle of happy water for himself.

The first two worlds are different. The rare and soothing pace of life and every fight without any suspense make his small life so comfortable that he almost said he was on vacation.

Huh, calm down.

This time it's a custom mission, Party A's father is watching.

The idea of ​​paddling was fleeting, and just after passing through all the experiences in this world, the phone happened to receive a call from Osaka.

The young man in casual glasses took it out and glanced at the call notes, and switched states in a second——

The bright light lit up, and in the magic circle in the sky, the short gray hair of Yuecheng Snow Rabbit grew and changed color from top to bottom.

Silky silver-white hair was ankle-length and tied up at the waist, and the clothes changed into flowing white robes and trousers with blue-purple fringes.

The tea-green iris turned into a silvery ice purple, a crystal sapphire hung on the chest, and white wings stretched two or three meters from the back.

——Judge Yue, the true face of Moon City Snow Rabbit.

Yue pressed the on button, and the cold voice said without emotion: "What do you want from me?"

"Why is it you, brother Xuetu?" A slightly strange Osaka accent came from the other end, and Hattori Heiji protested dissatisfiedly who would answer the phone.

"I am Snow Rabbit, and Snow Rabbit is me. This kind of question is meaningless, and I will hang up if I don't talk about business."

The black-skinned high school detective choked for a moment, and said awkwardly, "All right, all right..."

"Brother Xuetu... Yue, you have been in Tokyo for a while, have you been going well recently?"

The white-haired man opened the window of the penthouse, held his mobile phone and sat casually on the edge of a [-]-meter-high but unprotected edge, overlooking the dimly lit half of Tokyo from top to bottom.

"everything is normal."

"Then did you meet a little devil named Edogawa Conan? Hehe, although I have no position to tell you the whole thing, but he is not an ordinary—"

"I know, he is Kudo Shinichi."

Hattori choked again, but he was speechless: "Really... magic is really cheating. I suspected it for a long time before I cracked the truth! I still remember the incident back then What happened was—”

"Speak the truth."

"...Okay. Actually, it's nothing, just to tell you, "

The black-skinned high school student detective changed his hand to hold the phone, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Conan... Kudo often has strange cases around him, maybe this guy has the physique to attract incidents."

"If you want to find the black fog that appeared in Osaka Central Park that day, I personally think that staying with Kudo may be a good way."

After listening to Hattori's suggestion, Yue said plainly that he understood.

How should I put it... You don't need to suggest it at all, anyone who has seen Conan knows that - Ke Xue's Shinigami primary school student must be the place where the high incidence of cases is!

Thank you for your reminder, but I've already ambushed in Mihua Town, Hattori-kun.

Hattori Heiji and Tsukishiro Yukito met two weeks ago, when the contractor just came to this world.

After getting a new identity and new characters, as soon as I looked up, I bumped into the dark power props provided by Party A, and Hattori Heiji who was innocently involved.

Just thinking about it for a moment, the gray-haired young man switched styles in front of Hattori in a second, silently saying "this is a mission, this is a mission", suppressing his shame and saving him with a cool gesture.

So he successfully obtained a detective assistant whose three views were broken and reshaped.

The connection between the two has continued for a month, and Hattori Heiji has successfully bonded a brand new worldview in the face of steely facts.

At least now the two of them can talk about magic in a non-trivial way.

congratulations.

Going around in Osaka for two weeks, I saw the high probability of a high school student detective like Hattori Heiji encountering a case. After sweeping away the dark creatures in Osaka, I also got to know Hongfang well.

Thanks to Party A's supernatural powers, the officials of various countries have acquiesced to the facts of the supernatural power world and magic, and also recorded 'Moon City Snow Rabbit/Judge Moon' as a neutral magician in the confidential files.

Under such circumstances, Hattori Heiji definitely wanted to talk about more serious matters in this phone call tonight.

Sure enough, there was a continuous flipping sound from Yue's receiver, and Hattori continued with an accent: "I have received a commission, which may be related to the legendary mermaid."【Note 1】

"How about it, do you want to go and have a look together?"