Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The incident finally came to an end.

Kogoro Mouri was shaken awake by his extremely fanatical fan, Keiichi Takekawa.

Even after being shaken awake, Kogoro Mouri still looked confused, but when he heard that it was another case that he had solved, he immediately burst into wild and unbridled laughter.

In the end, Kogoro Mori took a photo with Keiichi Takekawa, and Keiichi Takekawa promised to double Kogoro's price if the task was completed.

Maori Kogoro waved his hand and said, "Don't be so exaggerated."

Takekawa Keiichi tightly held Maori Kogoro's hand and said, "You are a famous detective, you are definitely worth the price. This time it is thanks to you that you solved the case. Although the murderer is my student, this also indirectly proves that there are problems with my teaching. This is a lesson that money can't buy. In the future, I can't just look at the grades when recruiting students."

"Haha, this is so embarrassing." Kogoro Mouri laughed loudly.

Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri like this, and helplessly held his forehead and thought, it seems that my uncle will be away for a long time again.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to sleep. I haven't finished drinking the milk yet and I still have to solve a case. I'm so sleepy. It's already 2:30 in the morning." Xingchen raised his hand to look at his watch, then walked towards their room with his hands behind his head.

Conan looked at Xingchen's back, stroking his chin and thinking deeply. He seemed to have overlooked something, the flower serial murder case that Shinno Rokuchen broke.

Xingchen had said before that he already knew about what happened between him and Xiaolan on the plane.

There are two possibilities. Xingchen is Niino Rokuchen himself, but Haibara Ai said before that Xingchen's surname should have been Li.

The second possibility is that Xingchen was also on the plane to Los Angeles.

But in the current situation, we can only ask the parties involved.

"Wait, Chen." Conan ran to Xingchen and said, "I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter, ah~." Xingchen said with a loud yawn. Is there anything more important than sleeping now?

"That's right, you said before that you already knew about that thing!" Conan asked, staring at Xingchen.

"Huh?!" Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and his brain, which had paused due to sleepiness, became active again quickly.

"Let me think about it. It was when I fell asleep on the plane." Xingchen said as he walked forward, "I seemed to have dreamed that I was sitting on a plane and became a suspect in an incident on the plane. It seemed that you were the one who solved the case."

After saying that, Xingchen looked up at Conan.

"So that's how it is. You are Niino Rokuchen." Conan said with a look of sudden enlightenment on his face, but then he remembered that Xingchen was still a member of the Black Organization at that time.

This means that he had already come into contact with members of the Black Organization. It's really hard to believe.

"Wait, isn't Shinno Rokuchen a pianist? If you are him, why can't you even read the music score?" Conan remembered that when they were on Moon Shadow Island, Xingchen asked him to teach him how to read music scores. How come he suddenly couldn't recognize the music scores?

"Well, it might be due to amnesia." Xingchen touched his head and tried to say it perfunctorily. He couldn't say that this identity was made up.

"Really?!" Conan said doubtfully.

"Yeah." Xingchen nodded repeatedly and patted his chest affirmatively.

"After all, I didn't make a living as a pianist before this. Playing the piano was just a hobby, so it's normal to forget it." Xingchen continued.

"Could it be that what Huibara said before about you being a killer in the organization is true or false."

"This." Xingchen thought to himself, Barbie is too cute, it's over.

It seems like I have said too much. Will there be any flaws if I say too much?

Xingchen fell silent for a moment and walked slowly forward. Conan followed behind without urging him.

It seemed that Xingchen was stumped by Conan's question, but his little brain was working like crazy.

Xingchen was thinking, what should he do now? Would it be inappropriate to just say that he was the killer?

But based on his experience with Conan over the past few months, Conan basically has zero tolerance for crime.

What if I tell him directly and he is arrested?

That doesn't mean that the dream came true that day.

Thinking of this, the little star in my heart shook my head frantically, no, no.

I have to find a way to make Conan believe what I say.

I can only show off my acting skills and try to deceive as much as I can.

As for the facts he discovered later, they probably weren't more than what he said.

They walked all the way back to their room.

The room was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight from outside shining in.

Conan closed the door and looked at Xingchen who was carrying him on his back.

Conan lowered his head, his glasses reflecting white light, and then he silently walked to Xingchen and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and said in a low voice: "Chen, tell me, what is your true identity!"

Xingchen looked at the few lights outside the balcony and the starry sky. He took two steps forward. The moonlight cast their shadows on the wall. The quiet atmosphere seemed like a precursor to a coming storm.

Xingchen put his hands behind his back, raised his head and took a deep breath. He seemed to be a little embarrassed to say, "You guessed right, Conan, I was indeed a killer before."

"..." Conan fell silent. Xingchen's direct answer was like a sharp knife, deeply engraved in his heart.

"When did your memory recover?" Conan slowly raised his head and looked at Xingchen sharply.

"It hasn't been fully recovered, but I have analyzed these from the fragmented words in these memories." Xingchen shook his head and sighed.

This sentence made Conan feel lucky for the first time in his heart, because he didn't want to judge the person who had helped him and was now his brother-in-law and expose his crimes with his own hands.

Because in the time he spent with Xingchen, he had never seen the cold-bloodedness of a killer in Xingchen.

So there is a glimmer of hope.

"Your memory has not fully recovered, which means you may have another identity." This is the first time Conan gives someone a chance to quibble, and perhaps it will be his last time.

"Yes, but I don't know if it's a fake identity or a real one." Xingchen hesitated and said with some uneasiness in his heart.

"Hurry up and tell me." Conan shouted with clenched fists.

"Spy!" Xingchen said in a low voice.

These two words suddenly reminded Conan of what Kudo Yusaku had said to him that day.

He is most likely a spy. As far as I know, many countries now have spies planted in this dark organization.

And that day, Huibara Ai learned Xingchen's full name. His surname is Li, and his full name is Li Xingchen.

So let's talk about this.

He is most likely a spy sent into the Black Organization by a certain country.

"Really? You are a spy from that country." Conan looked up and confirmed with Xingchen.

“An ancient country.”

"A national organization that is open to the outside world, code-named Wolong." Xingchen said slowly.

"Sure enough, Dad is right." Conan whispered with his eyes lighting up.

"Huh?!" Xing Chen was stunned when he heard this. How could Kudo Yusaku guess what he had made up? Could it be that he was really a member of that organization?

But the explanation cannot stop now, he must take the initiative into his own hands.