Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Time was like a river flowing backwards, slowly going back and finally freezing at the moment half an hour ago.

Just after Xingchen fell to the ground...

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"Li, wake up quickly, you have been sleeping for too long." Miyano Shiho climbed onto the bed, gently shook Xingchen's face with her little hands, and shouted anxiously.

Xingchen seemed to have heard the call, and his eyebrows trembled slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had not seen the light for a long time, and felt a little uncomfortable under the light, so he subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes.

Seeing this, Miyano Shiho blushed, quickly retracted her hands and covered her face, and cried out in her heart: He woke up, but I seemed to have done something strange. It's over, he won't remember it for the rest of his life.

"Ah...hiss, it hurts!" Xingchen seemed to have pulled the wound and bent over and shouted.

"Don't move when you wake up." Miyano Shiho stretched out her hand and said in a panic, "You are badly injured and need to rest for a while." She blinked her big eyes, her eyes full of heartache.

"Where am I?" He subconsciously turned to look at Miyano Shiho and blurted out: "Ai!"

Miyano Shiho tilted her head and looked at him with confusion on her face: "Ai? Who is that?"

"Who... I can't remember." He felt his head was in a mess, and a stabbing pain burst out from the depths of his mind.

Miyano Shiho was silent for a while, thinking: Maybe he met a woman named Xiao Ai outside? But she didn't see the expression on his face, so she reached out and touched his forehead and said, "Did you hit your head after you went out yesterday?"

"Where is this place?" Xingchen looked at the unfamiliar environment, and heard a buzzing sound in his ears. He couldn't hear what Miyano Shiho was saying at all. He then gasped, and the buzzing sound in his ears gradually weakened.

"Oh, it turns out that his head was broken." Miyano Shiho said to Xingchen with a look of pity.

"No way." Xingchen subconsciously wanted to refute after hearing this, but when he saw the snow-white bandage on his left arm extending to his chest, he felt a faint pain.

He stretched out his other hand to cover his forehead and thought: Did I have a dream about the future? I dreamed that I became smaller, lived in Mao Lilan's house, and experienced a series of things.

Xingchen thought of something at the first moment and quickly shouted in his heart: "12v, 12v." But the strange thing was, why didn't 12v respond?

"Look, this is how much it is." Miyano Shiho said while holding up two fingers in front of him, her face full of concern for the mentally retarded child.

"Two?" Xingchen said subconsciously.

"That's right." Miyano Shiho said happily. At least the person in front of her was not stupid. But then she fell into deep thought again: "Then why were you in a daze when you woke up? And you said some strange things. Finally, who is that little Ai?"

"Well... let's not talk about this for now. How long have I been unconscious?" Xingchen thought something was wrong and quickly changed the subject. He seemed to remember going to a certain place to solve a certain problem, but why was the impression of that incident so shallow?

"Well... you've been in a coma for about six days." Miyano Shiho tapped her cheek and continued, "I thought you would never wake up and become a vegetable and I would have to take care of you until you die."

Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "That's not bad. It's my honor to be taken care of by the young lady until my death."

"Bah, bah, don't say such unlucky words." Miyano Shiho quickly covered Xingchen's mouth and said, "And since you are so good at talking, it seems that there should be no problem. I have classes to attend later, so I'll go first. You stay at home by yourself." She touched Xingchen's head and said.

Xingchen always felt like he was being taken care of by a sister who was several years older than him. However, looking at the size of his hands, how much older was he than Miyano Shiho? Five or six? He couldn't remember.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

"It seems like it's time. Wait for me to come back after school." Miyano Shiho looked out the door with disgust and then said.

Xingchen nodded quietly and said, "Yeah."

With a click, Miyano Shiho went out.

Xingchen slowly stood up, walked to the full-length mirror next to him, and saw a boy of about thirteen years old.

He felt like he had seen himself like this more than once, and he looked so miserable.

He began to try hard to recall what had happened before, but he had no clue, only a vague feeling.

He reached out and touched his cheek, thinking: What happened to me? Why didn't I know what I had done? My mind was full of thoughts about the future. Why?

Jingle bell bell~!

Xingchen turned his head and looked at the landline phone by the window. He subconsciously walked over to answer the phone and said, "Who?"

"Oh, it seems that our Deicide has woken up. What you did has spread like wildfire throughout the United States." Vermouth's voice came from the phone.

"Really? It's just a small matter." Xingchen said indifferently. Then he suddenly remembered the incident of chasing someone across half a country. So that's it. Now is the follow-up of this incident. It seems that he slept too long.

On the other end of the phone, Vermouth was in the bath with her neck above the water, holding the phone in her hand and said, "Okay, the boss said you did a good job and plans to reward you. What do you think you need?"

"What do I need..." Xingchen looked at the photo of himself and Miyano Shiho on the bedside table beside the bed and fell silent.

"He can't give me what I want most. So, let's put it this way. I'm very interested in that new alloy material recently. Just use that material to make a throwing knife for me." Xingchen remembered that he saw a report on new materials in the organization. It was a new alloy that was harder than diamond, and its plasticity, density and toughness exceeded most known materials.

Its disadvantages are that it is expensive and time-consuming to make, sometimes taking two or three years and sometimes ten years, and one of the raw materials can only be collected in outer space.

Therefore, this material is used by all countries as a very scarce material.

The organization used its connections to obtain less than a pound of materials.

"You are really good at choosing. The organization doesn't have much of that material. Okay, can you make it in that style?" The other side did not object because this time Xingchen's move brought them very high profits and directly controlled the entire American underground casino in their hands.

They can still meet this small demand.

"It's going to be a cross this time." Xingchen whispered subconsciously.

"Change of style." Vermouth teased.

"That's all I have to say. It's okay, let's just leave it at that." Xingchen's face darkened. This woman was trying to trick him again.

"There is one more thing. After you recover from your injury, the organization will transfer you back to Neon. Please be prepared." Vermouth ordered.

"Yeah."

Beep, beep, beep~!

Xingchen hung up the phone early, he had a strange feeling.

Everything around me seems real yet somewhat fake.

"morning?!"

Where does the sound come from?

Xingchen looked around and suddenly everything around him turned into the old yellow color, as if he was sealed in an old photo.

"Wake up!"

Ugh~! Xingchen covered his forehead and knelt on the ground, groaning.

"Chen~! Wake up!"