Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The dark muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Conan's trembling face like the gaze of death. He said calmly with a hint of fear in his voice: "Uncle, who are you? Did you walk into the wrong door?"

"Oh, it's really surprising that this great detective, who is known as the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, would also suffer from amnesia." The man's voice was low and hoarse, like the whisper of a devil in a midnight dream, "Kudo Shinichi, you should be familiar with this name, right?"

Conan's face turned pale as paper in an instant. The man in black in front of him looked like a demon crawling out of hell. He was horrified: Could this man be a member of the Black Organization?

"It seems that you are so shocked that you are speechless." The man's tone was teasing.

"What are you talking about? I'm just an innocent child, not the famous detective Shinichi Kudo you mentioned." Conan tried to remain calm, but his fingers quietly reached into the quilt, groping for the portable headset phone, preparing to make a final call for help.

"Oh? Really? Then Gin and his team are really disappointing." The man said slowly, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Conan's heart hard, "Let me help you recall. That day, Gin poisoned you, and your body shrank. After that, you fled to Dr. Agasa's house, using the alias Edogawa Conan. At his suggestion, you lived in the Mori Detective Agency and used the resources there to investigate the truth about our organization."

Conan's pupils suddenly shrank. This man actually knew it so clearly!

"Kudo Shinichi..." The man's words were like a sharp blade, cutting Conan's heart bit by bit.

Conan's face was filled with fear, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't utter a word. The man in front of him seemed to have mastered all his secrets.

"Could it be..." Conan felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Sayurala, the great detective Kudo Shinichi." The man's finger slowly pulled the trigger.

"Wait! Can you tell me how you found me? Let me die with a clear mind!" Conan gritted his teeth and tried to delay time. As long as Dr. Agasa or the police could arrive in time, he might still have a chance of survival.

"Oh? If you want to hear it so much, then I will be merciful and tell you." The man's tone was as cold as ice, and he said lightly: "Because at the banquet that day, my member was not just Pisco. There was another person who was secretly observing you."

Conan's fingers dialed the phone number quickly in the quilt, but an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"You don't have to waste your energy. With our methods, no one can resist the power of the organization." The man pointed the gun at Conan's hand in the bed, where he made the call. "If you don't believe me, you can just take it out and try it."

"Doctor! Doctor!" Conan took out the phone with the last glimmer of hope, but a cold reminder sounded in his ear, "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

"See, is the call going through?" the man sneered. His laughter was like a sharp blade in the cold wind, making Conan feel a bone-chilling chill.

"What did you do to them?" Conan raised his head, staring at the man with his eyes, his tone full of anger and worry.

"It's no big deal. We just invited the boy from Osaka, Dr. Agasa, and Shirley-chan who lives in his house to be our guests." The man's tone was as relaxed as if he was talking about a trivial matter. "Oh, by the way, Shirley-chan also used your life in exchange for their safety. As for the Mori family... that's hard to say."

Conan's eyes suddenly widened, and an indescribable fear and worry surged in his heart.

Xiaolan...and Chen...how are they doing?

"You are thinking about the God of Death, right? Do you still want him to save you?" The man seemed to see through Conan's thoughts and said lightly, "I guess he is almost dead now."

"What!" Conan was extremely shocked.

"He wants to resist the organization alone? That's just wishful thinking." The man's tone was full of disdain and ridicule. "But you still have to thank me. At least you don't have to witness the death of your relatives and friends with your own eyes."

"I've been talking so much nonsense to you that I've exceeded my mission deadline." The man looked at his watch, with a hint of impatience in his tone, "I'm a very punctual person."

"Say it again, goodbye, Kudo Shinichi." The man's finger pulled the trigger again.

But a deep despair and helplessness surged in Conan's heart.

He clenched his fists, knowing that he could not escape this disaster, and that he had implicated so many people.

Bang~!

The sound of gunfire rang out in this quiet environment, but it was much quieter than real gunshots.

A pansy spurted out of the muzzle of the gun and hit Conan in the face.

Conan closed his eyes instinctively, but the pain that had not yet come made him open his eyes.

He saw a flower in front of him, its petals falling on the bed, and asked, "Huh...?"

"Hahaha, I can't act anymore." Xingchen laughed with his shoulders twitching.

Then he took off his hood, revealing a resolute face, and said, "Well, Great Detective, do you still want to reveal your true identity?"

“This is the price.”

"Who are you?..." Conan didn't recognize the man in front of him at first.

"It's me, Xingchen!" Xingchen frowned, threw the gun on the quilt and said, "Really, you don't recognize me when you grow up."

"You've grown bigger?" Conan said quickly.

"Yes." Xingchen nodded in response.

"So the antidote has been invented." Conan put aside his recent shock and said happily.

"No, but is this what you're focusing on?" Xingchen touched his chin and said, "Weren't you scared just now?"

"Who said you weren't scared? What you just said sounded like those people from the Black Organization." Conan's heart relaxed, but he still felt a little scared and said, "It was clearly investigated."

Click, the light came on.

Huiyuan Ai walked in and said, "Chen, have you given your instructions? The time is almost up."

"Oh, sorry, I overacted." Xingchen touched his head and looked at Huibara Ai embarrassedly.

"What are you doing..." Conan understood and said speechlessly with Half Moon Eyes.

"I'm telling you this. If you reveal the truth to Sister Xiaolan about your situation," Xingchen said as he sat on a chair. "The organization will definitely try their best to eradicate the people who know about it. And didn't you say that Sister Xiaolan treats other people's affairs as her own?"

"Before the organization is eradicated, she will always be worried about you. Your actions will be implicated. Perhaps you have told her not to come."

"But she might be afraid of losing you, so we can't say for sure whether she will take the risk or not." Xingchen speculated.

After hearing what Xingchen said, Conan fell into deep thought.