Conan's other self

"I was still thinking at first whether some fanatic fans locked him up and asked him to keep writing novels."

Conan sat on the sofa and told Fengyuan about the cases he had encountered these days.

The original author of the Detective Zuomonji series disappeared, but the novel has been updated. His daughter entrusted Uncle Maori to find her father and mother who disappeared together.

After some reasoning, Conan unexpectedly discovered that this was not a kidnapping incident.

"Actually, he was seriously ill and didn't have much time left, so he came up with this method to give readers a riddle, hoping that some readers would guess the truth from the novel and tell him the answer." Conan continued, "Unfortunately, until He died and no readers could guess."

He figured it out himself, but he didn't have time to say it.

Therefore, Conan's mood was also a little low.

"I quite like this series." Feng Yuan agreed.

Conan mentioned before that he "relived" a few episodes of this TV series in Kudo Shinichi's memory.

However, although he was actually talking about himself, Conan obviously didn't understand it that way.

"Of course. Zuo Wenwen disappeared into the sea of ​​fire with the murderer ten years ago, and now he is finally reappearing..."

Conan showed a nostalgic look, and the phone in the living room rang. Maplehara went to answer the phone, leaving Conan alone to indulge in the past.

"Hello, this is Dr. A Li's house."

To be on the safe side, the call from the Kudo family was transferred to the laboratory, so Maplehara answered the call directly.

"Kudo!" A Kansai accent came from the other side of the phone.

There must be something wrong with this guy calling... Fengyuan thought for a while and decided not to hang up the phone directly, "It's me."

"I miss you so much after not seeing you for so long," Hattori Heiji said, "But wait a minute, tell me which Kudo you are first?"

"...Fengyuan. What's the matter?"

It's Kudo who is more difficult to deal with... Hattori Heiji thought to himself and became a little more serious.

"It's nothing," Hattori Heiji said, "I just caused you so much trouble last time, so I just wanted to invite you to come to Osaka for a few days and I'll be your host!"

"Not so polite."

Kaedehara politely replied, and Hattori Heiji couldn't help but frown. He knew this guy would be difficult to deal with...

"I have even arranged your food, clothing, housing and transportation," Hattori Heiji continued to persuade, "Why don't you just come to see Osaka?"

"So, what's going on?"

Hattori Heiji was silent for a moment.

Although if he persisted in persuading a few words, the Kudo opposite would probably agree, but Hattori Heiji did have something on his mind.

Feng Yuan waited quietly.

"Kudo, life is unpredictable." Hattori Heiji suddenly became artistic, "People really don't know when they will die - I had a strange dream."

"Dream?"

"Yes. I dreamed that when I was about to arrest the murderer, I was stabbed by the murderer instead..."

"..."

"The dream ended up causing you to die!" Hattori Heiji changed his words, "Haha!"

"Which me?"

"...I don't know," Hattori Heiji almost choked on the other end of the phone, "I guess it's definitely not you."

Although it sounded like it was all a joke, Maplehara could tell that something was not right about Hattori Heiji's mood, so he was ready to agree.

At this time, he noticed that Feng Yuan was silent, and Conan, who had already come over, asked, "Is it that Hattori guy?"

From Maplehara's words, it was not difficult for Conan to deduce that the person on the other end knew about the two of them, and then he could guess that it was Hattori Heiji on the other end of the phone.

Feng Yuan hummed.

"That Kudo is here too?" Hattori Heiji obviously heard Conan's voice, "Hey, Kudo, turn on the amp, I just told you two together."

At this time, Haiyuan Ai happened to come up from the basement with a yawn. However, there was no need to hide Hattori Heiji's matter from her, so Feng Yuan directly opened the door.

"It's open." Maplehara reminded Hattori Heiji.

"Kudo, can you hear me?"

"You can hear me." Conan replied with a black line.

"I just told Kudo that he would like to invite you to come to Osaka for a few days. All the basic necessities, food, housing and transportation are ready." Hattori Heiji said quickly, "Anyway, you come here early tomorrow morning and I will pick you up at the station."

"By the way, it's inconvenient for you two to be children right now, so please bring your woman and that uncle with you," Hattori Heiji added, "That's it! It's over!"

Without giving the two a chance to refuse, Hattori Heiji quickly hung up the phone.

Fengyuan put the phone back.

"This guy is real," Conan said speechlessly, "Are you going?"

"Should go."

"Then I'll go too. It's the school holiday and I have nothing to do." Conan said, "I'll go back first and tell Xiaolan and the others."

After saying hello to Hui Yuan Ai who had just appeared, Conan ran back again. Hattori Heiji directly set the time for tomorrow. He had to tell Xiaolan early to prepare for the trip.

Haiyuan Ai watched Conan go out, and then looked at Fengyuan.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

"...No such thing." Maplehara explained, "The other person on the phone is Hattori Heiji, a high school detective from Osaka. He knew our identities because of some cases before."

"Don't worry, he is a trustworthy person."

Except sometimes I can't speak my mind. Feng Yuan added in his mind.

Hui Yuan Ai nodded thoughtfully.

She actually wanted to remind Kudo to keep his identity secret just now, but after thinking that it would be better to remind Kudo to remind Edogawa, she swallowed the words.

"You heard the call too," Maplehara said, "Do you want to go to Osaka together?"

Haibara Ai did not answer, but asked instead: "Your woman... refers to Xiaolan that Edogawa mentioned?"

"...Her name is Mao Lilan. As I told you before, Conan stayed at her house. She grew up with us." Feng Yuan replied, "Also, don't imitate the words of that guy Hattori Heiji. ."

"Why? Isn't she?" Huihara Ai seemed to be very interested.

Maplehara then gave Haibara Ai another popular science introduction to the settings he had mentioned to Conan before.

After learning that the so-called "subconscious" Kudo had no such thoughts about Mao Lilan, Haibara Ai seemed more interested.

"So, you have the same memory, but there are differences in personality and emotions. Unfortunately," Haibara Ai showed a regretful expression, "I haven't done much research on the level of consciousness."

"I won't go. There are still some instruments that have not been delivered. I have to keep an eye on them here." Haihara Ai turned around while answering the previous question, took out his mobile phone and typed notes, "I wish you a good time." So happy, Kudo."