Bungo Play Guide

After Conan returned home, he went straight to Dr. Ali's house, and then sat on the sofa with dull eyes, and Hui Yuanai, who was researching the antidote, couldn't stand it any longer.

"Did you leave your soul outside when you went out?" Hui Yuanai concealed concern under his poisonous tongue, "What happened to make our great detective look like this?"

Conan was stunned for a while, then asked in a daze, "Haibara, do you think superpowers really exist in this world?"

Hui Yuanai was confused: "What?"

Conan fell into the collapse of the worldview talking to himself again: "Maybe it really is a super power, otherwise how could it be..."

Haibara Ai helplessly watched the great detective being stupid, pulled out a book from the table and threw it at Conan, waking him up from his own world.

"Wow!" Conan covered his forehead, "What are you doing, it hurts!"

Hui Yuanai came to sit down beside Conan with his coffee, and took a leisurely sip, "Tell me, what happened to make you, a materialistic detective, doubt your life."

Conan sighed and began to tell his story.

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When Ranpo announced how powerful his supernatural power was, Conan applauded perfunctorily: "Wow, it's amazing, it's amazing."

Conan once again felt that he might be a fool, otherwise why would he come to join in the fun.

Ranbu was keenly aware of Conan's insincere words, he groaned twice, and didn't want to pay attention to this short-sighted little detective.

"What an uncute kid." Ranbu glanced at Conan twice, stopped talking, and took out a newspaper from under the snack to read a few months ago.

How could Conan stop there? Relying on his nimble dodging, he leaned closer to Ranpo and continued to ask, "Big brother, is your name Edogawa Ranpo? What a coincidence, you have the same name as that great writer in history!"

It's a pseudonym, that's what Conan meant, and Ranbu naturally heard it, and he was not angry, and lightly refuted a few words.

"Your name is also a collection of two writers, Edogawa Ranpo and Conan Doyle. It seems that your parents like mystery novels very much."

"Yes, yes." Conan laughed dryly. His name was indeed derived from the names of the two writers out of desperation.

Ranpo raised a question: "Is it Conan Edogawa or Shinichi Kudo?"

Conan broke out in a cold sweat instantly: "What, Big Brother, do you know Brother Shinichi?"

Luanbu opened one eye and looked at the newspaper in his hand: "That's not true, I don't recognize him at all, but I saw that this newspaper said 'Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei Era', 'the savior of the Japanese police' always felt that this The guy is a bit real, of course, it is impossible to be more powerful than Lord Ranpo!"

No one in the world can defeat Mr. Ranpo in reasoning, let alone Kudo!absolute!

Conan's heart attack was almost frightened, and he put his heart back into his body after hearing this.

As the saying goes: there is no first thing in literature, and there is no second in martial arts.

Even as a detective, he has his own pride. Kudo Shinichi dare not claim to be the "No. [-] detective" because he knows that there are others, and he is far from the title of No. [-], even if he is the "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era". It's all just an exaggeration.

The arrogant person in front of him did have the capital of arrogance. While he was still thinking about the cause of death, Ranbu had already found the murderer and the evidence.

It is undeniable that Edogawa Ranpo's detective strength, but it is not Kudo Shinichi's style to admit defeat like this.

Conan decided to save a little face for 'Kudo Shinichi': "That's not the case, brother Shinichi is still very good, whether it is the case before the roller coaster murder case, he played very well."

This is also the last case that Shinichi Kudo appeared in public on a large scale. The other cases were solved as "Conan".

"That's why I said, he's still a little real." Luanbu tore open another bag of potato chips, which was his favorite flavor, and started to eat it happily.

"After all, it has become like this, and the uncle was packaged as a famous detective without being discovered. I really don't know if it's luck or something." Ranbu casually threw a big bomb, blowing Conan to pieces.

"Hey~ Big brother, what are you talking about? Is it a new cold joke?" Conan's limbs were stiff, and he still refused to give up struggling.

"Tch." Luanbu curled his lips unhappily, "It's like this again, why are you so hypocritical, last time I exposed the rich man's cheating on the maid, that man yelled at me and kicked me out."

Conan finally admitted that it was useless for him to cover up in front of this man. He was also a detective. After the detective made a verdict, no matter what kind of interference, it was impossible to disturb the detective's clear heart pointing to the truth.

"How did you find out." Conan lowered his head and pushed his reflective eyes.

Fortunately, there was no surveillance in this room, so Conan dared to admit it.

Luanbu cast his eyes on Conan, and swept up and down: "It's full of flaws, such as your tie voice changer, your strength-enhancing shoes, your belt, and your glasses. The equipment is quite complete. I know your identity. There must be a lot of people."

Luanbu handed the newspaper he was reading to Conan, it happened to be the issue of the roller coaster murder case, just now the lady from the police station brought it in to pass the time for him.

"The camouflage is too bad. Are those who can't see it blind? It's obvious." Ranbu asked very seriously.

"No, most people would never think that an ordinary elementary school student would be a high school detective who has been missing for several months." Conan complained blankly.

"Really." Ranpo blinked innocently, and then became even happier, "So my super reasoning is the most powerful ability in the world hahahahaha!"

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In the end, the conversation ended with a hearty laugh.

Conan was struck with a tendency to be autistic, and he asked Haibara Ai on the side: "Are my acting skills really bad? How can I say that my acting skills have also been appraised by my mother, or does he really have superpowers. "

"Huihara, tell me, do superpowers really exist in this world?"

Hui Yuan Ai was stunned, she didn't even drink the coffee, she did not give up and verified to Conan: "You just admitted your identity like this?"

Conan nodded.

"Kudou Shinichi." Haibara Ai said with a straight face, "Do you know how dangerous we are now, and you actually tell strangers your identity like this."

Conan felt a little guilty for a moment, but still stuck his neck: "Well, I think he is trustworthy."

Although Ranpo exposed his identity again, maybe even his name was not true, but Conan still chose to believe him.

The detective's intuition made Conan choose to believe him.

His line of sight turned into a ray of light that penetrated everything, and his thinking became an oracle in front of the seat of the gods. *

"You think you think that your intuition is used to solve the case, you!!" Hui Yuan Ai became even more angry, and just when she was about to lose her temper, Dr. Ali's voice came from the gate.

"Hey, hey, don't squeeze!" Dr. A Li's eager voice came in, "I'm looking for the key."

"Don't look for it, your key has been lost in some corner for a long time, now it's time to ask the people inside to open the door." A voice that was very familiar to Conan said to Dr. Ali.

"This rain will last for at least an hour, and my glasses will get wet. Absolutely not!!"

Conan had an ominous premonition.

Dr. A Li stayed outside the door for a long time, but still failed to open the door: "It's strange, I put it here, is it really lost?"

"Xiao Ai, Conan, are you at home? Open the door for me." Dr. Ali knocked on the door of his own house helplessly.

Yes, he can't open the QAQ of his own house.

Conan was anxious to verify his conjecture: "I'll go and open the door."

He dropped these words, ran to the door, and opened the door. The majestic figure of Dr. Ali shrouded Conan in the shadow, but Conan had no time to pay attention to this matter at this time.

Ranbu poked his head out from behind Dr. Ali, he pouted unhappily, his eyes were full of his precious glasses.

What kind of fate is this!

Seeing Conan's blank look, Dr. Ali thought he was wondering who the person behind him was, so he took the initiative to introduce him.

"This is Edogawa Ranpo. The young man I met when I came back has the same name as your favorite writer." Dr. Ali smiled like a kind Maitreya Buddha.

"Ranbu, this is Xin, Keke, Conan Edogawa."

Ranbu raised his head and met Conan's indescribable eyes.

This is really fate.

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The cup in Hui Yuanai's hand fell to the ground, and the sound of shattering was particularly ear-catching.