Conan's other self

"Aren't you worried about holding hands?"

Facing the jealous king of East Asia, Fengyuan remained vigilant.

"Anyway, you are also Kudo Shinichi," Conan said insincerely, his eyes flickering, "Besides, Xiaolan invites Kudo Shinichi to watch a movie, and it doesn't have to be me."

Are you testing me again?

Feng Yuan thought in his heart, and then replied: "Even if I change back, it will only be a few minutes."

Not enough to watch a movie at all.

After thinking for a while, neither of them could come up with a practical and effective way to "fool" Xiaolan, so the issue was temporarily shelved.

Maplehara began to explain to Conan the new developments with Hattori Heiji.

After confirming that Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan met that day, and that the meeting time was just after Maplehara guided Hattori's reasoning, Hattori's guess that "Maplehara is Kudo" will be overturned.

In fact, if Hattori could have thought that Conan was not around at that time and had the same cold as Kudo Shinichi, then it would be more reliable for him to guess that Conan was Kudo Shinichi.

But Maplehara's performance during this period was enough for Hattori to confirm that he was not an ordinary child. It was because of Maplehara's reasoning ability and his age-inappropriate performance that Hattori forcibly thought of "Kudo Shinichi has become smaller." Unscientific things.

so…

"We can't both be Kudo, right?"

At the Mori Detective Agency, Hattori Heiji bit his pen and looked at what he had written on the paper used to organize clues. He couldn't help but scratch his hair and lamented in his heart.

…

On Monday, the Young Detective Team came to play with Maplehara and Conan, and the group went to play football together.

While playing football, Ayumi and others mentioned that they saw a lot of police cars in the library a few days ago.

Conan was curious but didn't pay too much attention.

After all, this scene is too common in Mihua. Even if he cracks open a few more times, he won't be able to handle all the cases.

What Conan cares about is his own state.

Perhaps because he was drunk twice in a row, he was easily beaten by Maplehara several times while playing football today. Mitsuhiko and Genta accused him of playing match-fixing, which made him quite depressed.

But overall, the primary school students had a lot of fun.

The time quickly came to Tuesday afternoon.

Maplehara came to Maori's house early to meet everyone, and had lunch cooked by Xiaolan together. They stayed for a while before taking a taxi to Moritani's house for an appointment.

Conan went back to Mouri's house yesterday and stubbornly chose to huddle with Hattori and Uncle Mouri.

But he didn't see any obvious change in Hattori's attitude yesterday.

Because there were so many people, Conan sat on Xiaolan's lap in the taxi.

Hattori glanced a few more times at Conan, who was blushing and being cute with Xiaolan, then took out his phone and typed a few lines and handed it to Fengyuan.

"Did you forget to tell Uncle Maori that I wanted to go too? I was kept talking for a long time!"

"Yes." Fengyuan typed back and handed the phone back.

Hattori's eyelids twitched.

"Hattori and Sora have such a good relationship!" Xiaolan smiled as she noticed this scene.

"Yes! We have such a good relationship!" Hattori rolled his eyes and put his arm around Feng Yuan's shoulders, "right, Sora~?"

Fengyuan glanced at him expressionlessly, took the phone back from his hand, typed another line and handed it back.

"Call me Feng Yuan."

The two chatted with Xiaolan for a few words, and Uncle Maori took over. Conan, Xiaolan and the uncle started chatting, and the typing conversation continued.

"Isn't your boy's name Edogawa Doyle?"

"Call me Feng Yuan." The copy machine Feng Yuan came online.

Hattori typed a long paragraph, then deleted it, and then typed again, "First tell me what's going on between you and that brat Conan."

"What's going on?"

"Is that kid Conan's reasoning level really the same as yours?"

"It's better than you anyway."

Hattori Heiji was heartbroken, he didn't believe it.

But... this kid named Maplehara seems to be more active when typing and talking, and he even makes fun of me. Thinking of this, Hattori decided to test it out.

"Maybe that guy Kudo is secretly giving guidance."

"I may have been pointed out." Fengyuan pointed out the problem.

"You are different. You don't look like an elementary school student." Hattori typed, "And I don't believe that Kudo could figure out a way to trick me with that scream without being present."

"oh."

"If there is a case later, you and Kudo are not allowed to help that brat." Hattori continued typing.

"Um."

This kid is really not cute.

After complaining in his heart, Hattori continued typing: "That guy Kudo is obviously nearby but he trusts you to solve the case, so even if you are not Kudo, you and that brat Conan must have a close relationship with Kudo. Wait until I win. tell me."

"good."

Hattori struggled for a while before continuing to type: "You have to say it even if you lose."

This time Fengyuan ignored him, but deleted all the above conversations and pushed the phone back.

…

Moritani House arrived soon.

This is a luxurious manor, with an aura of luxury blowing across your face. Courtyards, lawns, flower beds, trees, and fountains are neatly and symmetrically arranged. The afternoon sunlight shines on the smooth roads, which is amazing.

"It's so big." Elementary school student Conan said cutely.

"This is indeed a traditional British building from the orthodox Stuart dynasty of the 17th century!" Uncle Maori said in surprise.

"Dad, you know so much about architecture!"

"People used to call it the library where your dad works," Uncle Maori said proudly, "Now take a closer look at the left and right sides."

Xiaolan looked around a few times, then ran a few steps to the fountain and turned around, "Look, if you stand in the middle, the left and right sides are exactly the same! Both the garden and the building are the same!"

Uncle Maori strode forward with his hands in his pockets, "This architectural style is the so-called left-right symmetrical design. Professor Moritani spent all his time in the UK until high school. Because of this, he has a special interest in British-style architecture. Fascinated...uh..."

"His persistence in classical symmetrical architecture is not something ordinary people can appreciate." Hattori suddenly interjected.

"What's wrong with you, kid!" Uncle Maori, who was secretly rummaging for cheat sheets in his pocket, was surprised.

"Uncle, I was watching from behind when you wrote this," Hattori said in a casual tone, "I also remember the rest - his real name was originally Sadaharu, but later it was changed to a symmetrical one. Di Er——I remember it correctly, uncle?”

The uncle ignored him and the uncle was very angry.

Feng Yuan was a little helpless.

Uncle Maori just wanted to establish an image in front of his daughter.

Fortunately, a tall, thin man with a mustache happened to come over and rescued Uncle Maori.

It is the owner of this place and the inviter of the tea party, Moritani Teiji.

The other party invited Kudo Shinichi, and they just came on his behalf, so Xiaolan took the initiative to greet them and introduce themselves, and then explained that Kudo Shinichi had something to do and couldn't come.

Moritani Teiji's expression suddenly changed.