Conan's other self

"Hang glider, poker pistol..."

Dr. A Li was reading as he put the props into the prepared box, "Oh, there is also this monocle with enhanced lenses..."

"Should it be ready?"

After looking around again, Dr. A Li said casually and closed the lid, then handed the box to Feng Yuan, "Thank you for helping me send it out, Xiao Kong."

"It's okay, I just have to go out." Fengyuan said, "By the way, doctor, didn't you always give things to your friends in person before?"

"Oh, he seemed to have some things to do when he went abroad recently, so he asked me to send the things directly to him. Don't forget to help keep it secret. The old man didn't let me tell others."

The old man the doctor mentioned was a bartender friend he had met before. The two often exchanged some props, from which the doctor got a lot of inspiration.

It's just that the guy was mysterious and specifically asked the doctor not to tell these things to anyone. The doctor is also very interesting to his friends. Not only has he never mentioned it to Conan, but he also has no intention of making money with the props he made.

Maplehara also knew about it because he participated in the production and testing.

In fact, he knew the ultimate ownership of these things, and he was very greedy for these props, especially the poker pistol. However, considering that taking these things out for use would cause the doctor to lose his trust in front of his friends, he gave up the idea.

I'd better ask the doctor if he can make an anesthesia needle gun another day.

It would be better to be like Gatlin...

After walking out of the doctor's laboratory with the box in his arms, Fengyuan temporarily put the box on the table, and then came to Haibara Ai's room.

The door was only ajar but not closed, but Fengyuan still knocked lightly on the door.

There was a feeble response from inside.

After returning from the skating rink the day before yesterday, the headstrong little Miss Haibara's cold got worse.

Entering the house, Feng Yuan saw Hui Yuan Ai holding the quilt with both hands, covering half of his face, lying flat on the warm quilt and looking at the ceiling, looking listless.

"Do you feel better?"

"No."

Haihara Ai's voice came out from under the quilt, sounding muffled, "If Mr. Detective wants to say something like, 'It's all your fault for having to follow me to the amusement park,'" Haihara Ai paused, "Yes, yes , I know it’s wrong, please don’t say it again.”

"...Looks like he's in good spirits."

Haiyuan groaned.

"Okay, I just came to ask you if there is anything you want me to bring back," Fengyuan said, "I just have to go out."

He said the same thing to the Doctor. However, it was impossible for the two of them to say such inconsequential lines, and Maplehara could not feel any psychological burden when speaking them.

"No need, I don't have much appetite right now. And basically all the remaining jam from last time was eaten secretly by the doctor——" Haibara Ai said, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Fengyuan, "Prada's latest A bag.”

"...I'm just a kid, and it would feel weird to buy something like this."

From the outside, he is still a person without capacity for civil conduct. Things at this price point are clearly beyond the capabilities of a normal first grade elementary school student.

Haiyuan Ai expressed her unwillingness to give up with her intense gaze.

"...I know, I will ask the doctor for help, but it's too late today." Feng Yuan said, "Or you can see if you can buy it online."

…

In order to avoid exposing the doctor's address, Maplehara walked a little further to send the things.

On his way back, when he passed the Maori Detective Agency, he happened to meet Xiaolan who was probably returning from taking out the trash.

"Xiaokong!" Xiaolan greeted happily, "What a coincidence!"

"Sister Xiaolan."

"Where's Xiao Ai?" Xiao Lan was a little curious, looking a little like her best friend Suzuki Sonoko, "Aren't I with you?"

"Haiyuan has a cold and is resting at home." Fengyuan explained, "I just happened to come out to help the doctor send things."

"Eh? Is it serious?"

Although she actually only met Haiyuan Ai once and didn't say a few words, Xiao Lan still cared about the child.

She was relieved to learn that the cold was not serious, but she still told Fengyuan that she planned to visit tomorrow.

Thinking that Hui Yuan Ai seemed to have no objection to Xiao Lan the day before yesterday and that the relationship was okay, Feng Yuan agreed.

"Ah, that's right!" Xiaolan took Fengyuan upstairs, planning to let him sit up there, "I heard from Conan that you are going to perform a Masked Superman scene at the school festival, right?"

"Yes. But it will be a few days later than Sister Xiaolan's high school festival."

Speaking of which, the primary school students were all in the mood for three days. Before, Ayumi and others were shouting to rehearse every day, but after rehearsing a few times, they forgot about it.

"Conan also said that you and Xiao Ai will play the male and female protagonists! I also have a play to act in, Xiao Kong, you just came to help me with the reference."

With that said, Xiaolan opened the door and found that she had not been there for only a few minutes. Uncle Maori drank beer and watched TV.

Xiaolan's face suddenly darkened.

Conan, who was doing the crossword puzzle in front of the newspaper, couldn't help but shudder.

After a while.

"Not just once, even the second time..."

"Who are you, the one who rescued me?"

Xiaolan's melodious voice came from the Maori Detective Agency.

"Oh! The unknown knight in black! If you can fulfill my wish..." Xiaolan continued, "Please take off your black mask and face me with your true face!"

"Oh! If this is the princess's wish..." Uncle Maori said as he took off the hood made of a paper bag, "My ugly and injured face should be exposed to the bright moonlight!"

Poof.

After saying that, Uncle Maoli couldn't help laughing.

"Please be serious!" Xiaolan said dissatisfied, "There are only two weeks left before the official performance of the school festival!"

"How can I take such cheesy knight lines seriously..."

Conan sat watching Maplehara turn over the script and couldn't help but yawn. He just went to Tottori Prefecture yesterday with Uncle Mori to resolve a commission. As a result, he met Hattori Heiji on the way, and together they encountered a somewhat sad murder incident.

"Who wrote the script of this love drama?" Uncle Maori, who was forced to cooperate with the rehearsal, said dissatisfied.

"Sono!" Xiaolan replied, and the answer was quite in line with Conan's guess, "The black knight was designed based on Shinichi."

"I told her that Shinichi was busy and she didn't listen," Xiaolan complained, "Really, I don't know if Shinichi can come back in time..."

"Hey! Wait!" Uncle Maori, who was looking through the script, interrupted Xiaolan, "The story behind this script actually... actually includes a passionate kiss between the knight and the princess!"

"What!" Conan quickly grabbed the script from Fengyuan and turned to the back.

Feng Yuan simply gave up the script.

He is not the jealous king of East Asia.

"It's just a show, don't worry!"

"Who...who plays this knight?" Conan looked at it twice and asked with an ugly expression.

"In the beginning, Shinichi was chosen," Xiaolan said, "but I don't know if he can come back, so the role of knight will be played by Sonoko first..."

"Tch, that brat," Uncle Maoli snorted dissatisfiedly, "I don't know what's so good about that brat, he's so obsessed with you..."

"Dad! What are you talking about!" Xiaolan argued with a blushing face, "I'm not obsessed with Shinichi! It's just that Sonoko thinks this role is more suitable for Shinichi!"

"Oops! It's already so late," Xiaolan decided to change the subject, "I'm going to practice with Yuanzi early tomorrow morning, so I have to take a shower and go to bed early today."

"But there's something wrong with the bathroom. There's no hot water now."

"What! I was just about to wash it too!"

Although he was still a little jealous of Sonoko playing the knight, it was better than letting other boys play the role, so Conan was in the mood to care about other things.

"Then you two go to the bathhouse together!"

"The bathhouse is closed today! Sonoko's house is too far away..."

"Then go to the doctor's house to wash it, Sister Xiaolan." Fengyuan said, "I just have to go back."

"That's right! I can just take you back!" Xiaolan said, "Then I'll get a change of clothes -"

"I'll go too!" Conan quickly followed.

"Really," Uncle Maori said as he took out his cigarette, "It's already very late. You two, don't cause trouble to others. Take a shower together and come back as soon as you're done."

"I know." Xiaolan replied casually.

Conan hummed lowly.

Although it was not the first time that he took a bath with Xiaolan, there were not many such opportunities. Conan was so busy thinking that he didn't look at the road and suddenly bumped into Xiaolan who stopped suddenly.

Then Conan noticed that Xiaolan turned to Fengyuan and said:

"By the way, Sora! Let's wash together too, right?"