Conan and I start the hell-level main line

A new day begins with the sound of an explosion at Dr. Agasa's house...

BOOM! !

In the laboratory, Natsume Xing ran out from the thick black smoke, kneeling on the ground and coughing violently.

"Ah... Dr. Agasa, cough cough! I told you not to research that exploding aircraft of yours anymore. The laboratory is almost unrecognizable! Cough cough..."

The little black man Agasa kept coughing, holding on to the wall, and walked out of the laboratory, dragging a piece of sparking scrap metal in his hand.

"Okay... ahem! All right, from now on, I, Doctor Agasa, will withdraw from the research of flying..."

Conan was lying on the sofa, leisurely reading a detective novel. He glanced at the two coughing little black guys and shrugged. ╮(￣▽￣)╭

Conan jumped down and took out a medical kit from the cabinet to disinfect the wounds of the two people caused by the explosion.

"Brother Natsume, why do you always want to help Professor Agasa invent these useless scraps of metal? You often get yourself hurt." Conan asked in confusion while helping Natsume Xing wipe his wound with alcohol.

"Ahem, you can't say that! Your bow-shaped voice changer, watch-shaped tranquilizer gun, earring-shaped mobile phone, and the detective badge of your Junior Detective Team, which one was not invented by Dr. Agasa for you."

Conan lowered his head, not quite feeling natural. "Well...it seems so. Thank you, Dr. Agasa."

Conan picked up the gauze and bandaged them, then poured them a glass of water and smiled, "You should take a rest first."

"By the way, Conan, this is for you." Dr. Agasa took out a black belt with small buttons from his waist and handed it to Conan.

Conan took it and looked at it curiously, "What is this?"

"This is a new prop that Dr. Agasa and I invented for you: a football belt." Natsume Xing smiled with satisfaction and pointed to the button on it.

"Press this button and a football will be ejected. Combined with the foot-strengthening shoes invented by Dr. Agasa, with your football skills, you can easily pick up any prisoner."

"Really, thank you so much, Natsume-san!" Conan put on the football belt. It fit him so well. Natsume-san was so thoughtful.

Natsume-san, you are truly my best friend.

Dr. Agasa: I also contributed, okay.

Conan couldn't wait to try out this new equipment, but after pressing it many times, there was no response. Huh? Is there something wrong?

"Natsume-san, this..."

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to mention that this belt can only shoot one football at a time, and it needs to be replenished afterwards. Just now, when Dr. Agasa was conducting an experiment, the football he ejected hit the broken aircraft that was still under development, causing the explosion."

Natsume looked angrily at Dr. Agasa who was holding his head with an embarrassed look on his face. Alas, he had just recovered from the injury from the explosion last week, but he was injured again...

Why do I keep getting hurt?

"Natsume-san, I have a question. Why do you keep helping Dr. Agasa invent tools for me?"

"Because your dream is to be a detective, but you are limited by your current body, so I want to work with Dr. Agasa to invent tools that can help you, because we are friends."

The sunlight outside the window reflected on Natsume Hoshi's face. There was a gleam in his eyes and the bright smile he raised was deeply touching.

"Thank you, Natsume-san!" He also showed the most sincere smile.

Natsume Hoshi's psychological activities: In fact, helping him develop these is mainly to help him survive in the gradually unfolding "hell-level main line", because Natsume Hoshi began to feel that the first theatrical version is coming soon.

God knows what the theatrical version in this world will be like, but you can figure it out with your toes. Every theatrical version represents an explosion. If Conan's protagonist halo fails in this difficult theatrical version, then it's over.

Then I... emmm, I dare not imagine...

Therefore, protecting this ignorant Conan is the primary goal.

ding dong~

"Dr. Agasa, we're here!" Several childish voices appeared outside the door.

They are... the young steamed egg group!

"Hey, Dr. Agasa, Natsume-san, what's wrong with you?" Mitsuhiko looked at the two people in confusion, looking at the black and white.

"This careless scientist has caused another explosion." Natsume Xing curled his lips and said casually.

"Dr. Agasa, you promised to take us to the TV station. Can we set off now?" Yuan Tai asked innocently with his chubby little face.

Conan: "Hey, Dr. Agasa, TV station?"

"Ah, the inventions I developed before have been recognized by the relevant departments, and I am allowed to go to TV stations to promote and sell them. Soon I will become a billionaire, hahahaha~" (=^▽^=)

"What? Those little scissors that squeak, the kettle that plays music, the alarm clock that emits colorful lights when the time comes... those junky things." Natsume said, raising an eyebrow. (?0?). . .

"Don't say that. My neighbors all like it very much. They all say that my invention makes life more interesting."

"Okay, Dr. Agasa, can we go now? I'm really looking forward to going to the TV station." Ayumi was cheerful and excited o(≧v≦)o

"Okay, okay, get ready and we'll go."

"Great!" The three little ones jumped up excitedly.

Conan laughed dryly: These little guys...

……

Rice Flower Daily TV Station

Dr. Agasa went to the recording studio to promote his products. The three little ones were curious and exploring everywhere, which made the staff very worried.

"Can you guys be quiet for a while? Can't you wait until Dr. Agasa is done with his work before visiting the TV station?" Natsume Xing was drinking coffee. She really couldn't stand those three noisy kids.

"Brother Natsume, you're right, can't you just be quiet?" Conan bought drinks and looked at them speechlessly.

"Sorry." Yuan Tai said at least, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Puzi Puzi, let's go to the recording room later." Mitsuhiko said in a low voice.

"Okay, okay." Ayumi smiled secretly and discussed.

Natsume Star stood behind the three little ones with a "kind" smile, his fists emitting small flames.

"Sit still and be quiet!" Natsume Xing yelled angrily.

"Yes!" The three little ones sat quietly on the chairs with pitiful tears in their eyes.

Not long after, Dr. Agasa came out and chatted with the staff nearby with excitement about becoming rich.

"Dr. Agasa!" The three little ones were excited again. Now they could have fun.

"Brother Natsume, I will be rich soon, yeah~" (′-▽-`)~

Hahaha——Dreams are beautiful...

At this time, a fat uncle in an orange police uniform climbed up from downstairs with a man who had the aura of a good guy.

"Inspector Megure, Officer Takagi?" Conan recognized the old acquaintance and shouted.

Inspector Megure: "Conan, hey, Natsume brother, you are here too."

"What happened?" Natsume Xing asked with a serious expression, glancing at Conan beside him from time to time.

"There's a murder upstairs. If you're here, come along."

Mitsuhiko: "Fate... murder case."

Yuanta: "It's time for our Junior Detective Team to take action again."

Ayumi: "Conan, let's go too."

The three little ones pulled Conan and ran upstairs quickly.

Conan: ???!

Natsume Hoshi: Naughty kid...

……

In the reception room, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene with a large group of people.

Maori Kogoro, who was wearing a gorgeous gentleman's suit and had a mustache, said to Inspector Megure in a serious tone, "The deceased was a guest who came with us. His name was Sakata Toki. He was an editor. The cause of death was strangulation. The body was found in the second cubicle of the toilet."

"Uncle Maori/Sensei Maori?!"

! ! This voice... "Conan, Natsume, why are you two brats here again!"

"We are here with Dr. Agasa to participate in a TV recording. Uncle Maori, where are you?"

"Mr. Maori, all the surrounding staff have been informed." Yoko Okino said with a smile.

Xiaolan also came over and explained to Conan and the others: "My father and I are here to participate in Miss Yoko's show."

Conan, Natsume Star: Oh, I see.

"The six of us are here to participate in Miss Yoko's show and are considered guests." Kogoro Mouri coughed dryly and said to the three people around him.

Natsume Star: Hey, why does this person look so familiar?