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"Who is it?" asked the only Conan kid who didn't know anything about it—you two guys who have a good understanding and can know what the other is thinking through eye contact, can you consider him, a person who is completely out of the situation? Mentality? !

——Don’t tell me if you already know the answer. After hearing so much reasoning, but suddenly don’t tell me the final answer, I will vomit blood!

The shrunken Kudo Shinichi cursed in his heart.

"The leader of the Rat of the Dead House, an underground bandit group active in Russia and the world—thanks to my wonderful upbringing experience, by chance, I used to get along with him for a while when I was a child." Xiao Ba said, shrugging, "But I didn't know at that time that he was the leader of the House of Death rats."

"Why didn't you say that you saved him in the first place?" Osamu Dazai tried hard to suppress himself not to spit out all the sour bubbles in his heart.

——If Xiao Ba didn't want to save him back then, how could there be so much trouble now!

"But at that time, if I did not save myself, I might have lost myself in the Siberian snowfield." Xiao Ba calmly pointed out this point, "I know that now Fyodor Dostoevsky It has brought considerable trouble to the detective agency and me, but... Anyway, Dazai-san, please calm down your sourness."

It's about to materialize.

Mr. Dazai, whose rua is less than Maomao, is really difficult to deal with... He always loses his temper for no reason.

It is even more difficult to guess than Mao Mao's mind - Mr. Dazai must not let this slander know, otherwise Mao Mao will die beautifully.

"...In summary, I decided to act in the form of a cat and investigate these things secretly—well, Fyodor Dostoyevsky has never seen my form, so in general, it is still very It's safe." Xiaoba said, and after explaining the situation, he changed back to a cat-mao look, making it clear that non-violent non-cooperation: whether you agree or not, anyway, I'm going to rely on it here.

The young man angrily ruaed the cat's puffy and big tail, damn it, it was still facing the mouse, how could Xiao Ba bully him like this... Huh?This feels good, touch it again...

The mind of the person who seems to be obsessed with the feel of the cat is running at high speed:

[Disqualification in the World] operates passively, but after being touched by him, Xiao Ba did not return to his previous human form, which shows that its current appearance is not a disguise formed by some supernatural power, but...

This is what she is.

After the human cells have been removed, the purified monster bloodline is fully manifested in the monster form.

No matter what the premises he said, let’s take it over and say that he didn’t lie, that when the undetected poison was applied to him, the benefits to him far outweighed the disadvantages, but…

"I'm not mistaken, you are Kudo Shinichi, aren't you?" Osamu Dazai put a hand on the shoulder of the little boy Edogawa, and said with a smile, "Affected by that unknown drug, you were If you become a primary school student, then... Xiaoba, in your body, does it really just remove your human blood and not cause any problems for your age?"

——If that unknown medicine changed Xiao Ba from 15 to [-] years old, he would definitely cry, he would definitely cry!

Of course, before you cry, you must drag out the group of black crows and flog their corpses for 30 years!

The little white cat tilted its head and let out a meow. Osamu Dazai didn't hear any other sounds except for the meowing, but seeing the shrunken Kudo Shinichi, what did Hachi say...it was from [Disqualification in the World] Did the existence cause him to hear the voice that Xiao Ba transmitted to other people's minds, or... Xiao Ba did it on purpose?

"Xiaoba said, no—didn't she just prove that she has changed back to a human form?" Conan's kid acted as a microphone, but he felt strange that the young man seemed to turn a blind eye to Xiaoba's form just now: he had clearly seen it with his own eyes. I have seen Xiao Ba in human form now, why would I still ask that kind of thing?

... This guy's paranoia is a bit too serious, right?

It's unbelievable that Xiao Ba can bear him....

Dazai heard the doubts in Conan's words, but did not explain.

The possible real culprit has been deduced, but the problem is that they have no clues about Dostoevsky's whereabouts at all, so even if they know that he is likely to be the real planner that caused all this, they still have no way to do it.

"At least we now have one more clue - a clue about the unknown drug: In addition to the drug in the hands of those dark men in black, the Dostoevsky you mentioned There is also this kind of medicine.” For Conan, this is good news, at least he has one more direction to pursue.

[The Nuliang team is continuing to investigate, but I don't think there is much hope—even so, if they find new clues, they will send them to my mobile phone. 】The white cat jumped off Osamu Dazai's lap, walked to the side behind the rooftop door, and let out a mime.

Conan and Osamu Dazai walked over and took a look, and found a mobile phone pocket at the back, which contained a mobile phone and a lady's watch.

"It's Xiaoba, your mobile phone and watch." Dazai Osamu recognized the owners of these two things, and he thought of something, "...the spirit world usually uses them to contact you?"

The little white cat meowed happily, as expected of Mr. Dazai, the guess was accurate.

"Both the wristwatch and the mobile phone can receive news from the spirit world, but the function of the wristwatch in this regard is relatively simple. It can only detect information about monsters nearby, and the detailed information can only be received through the mobile phone." Conan dutifully behaved like a cat Translator.

The little white cat raised one of its paws, and was about to hand the watch to Conan, but was stopped by a bandaged hand in the middle: "Give this to me, and give that cell phone to this kid."

As Osamu Dazai said, he glanced at the watch he was holding in his hand, smiled, and stuffed it into his pocket: "I will help you pay attention to the news in this regard, if there is a magic watch in Yokohama, I will also pay attention to people’s information in time.” He stood up and opened the roof door, which was a sign of the end of the conversation, “It’s time for me to return to Yokohama, by the way, Xiaoba, don’t forget your dead line and Exams—then, happy holidays!"

"……mum!!!"

The penultimate sentence is redundant, Mr. Dazai!

Misfortunes never come singly. After a while, Dr. Ali came to the message saying that something good happened. Conan took the little white cat to Dr. Ali’s house and found that Dr. Ali had developed a lot of props specially designed for Conan as he is now. Naturally, it includes the well-known bowknot voice changer, powerful retractable belt, solar skateboard, etc... Seeing that the different-colored pupils of the little white cat are about to turn into red eyes: cats want it too!

"I also have props for Xiaoba like this!" Facing Maomao's bright and expectant eyes, Dr. A Li proudly took out a helmet-like thing, "Brain wave translator! Connect it to the computer, You can convert the words in your head into text and display them on the computer - with it, Xiao Ba can start drafting right away...Wait, why are you tickling me?!"