As a Great Detective, I Choose to Call the Police

Recently, Tokyo Nichiuri TV host Yoko Okino conducted an exclusive interview. Her interviewee was the renowned private detective and special consultant to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department&#...

Chapter 106 Too Many Detectives, Not Enough Murderers shuhaige.net

Upon hearing Ai's last words, Conan's face visibly turned pale.

"What do you mean by saying... there's no way to recover?"

"Am I destined to be Conan forever?"

"That's not entirely true." Ai shrugged, a malicious smile on her face.

"Your body cells have undergone a sudden metabolic process, regressing to a juvenile state. However, as long as you stop taking that type of medication, they should function normally."

"So your body can continue to grow."

"In about 10 years, you will be able to return to your former self as high school detective Shinichi Kudo."

"However, by then your sister Xiaolan will be nearly 30 years old."

"Perhaps during these 10 years, she will be depressed because she has been waiting for you but has never seen you, and would rather grow old alone."

"Or perhaps, one day she finally came to her senses, didn't want you anymore, and found a new relationship."

"Back then you were..."

Watching Conan's pig-like face turn from blue to red, and finally to purple, Ai chuckled and winked, not continuing the conversation.

Conan clenched his fists and let out a roar.

"No! I absolutely will not allow that to happen!"

"I'll go tell her right now and tell her the whole truth!"

As he spoke, he tried to run down the rooftop with his short legs, but Yoruichi Toyama grabbed him by the collar.

"Wait, wait, wait! Don't believe everything you hear... Xiaolan still has amnesia, even if you tell her, she won't remember!"

While comforting Conan, Yoruichi Toyama also gave Ai a helpless look.

"What?" Ai asked confidently. "You think what I said is wrong?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yoruichi Toyama nodded vigorously.

His female PhD student has nothing to do right now. She has no data on drug A to continue her research, and she doesn't have to grieve for her sister's passing every day, so she's putting all her energy into playing pranks.

If I don't appease her, she might turn around and give Conan a mock trial of "the Black Organization captured Ran," which would be really hard to bear.

"However, Kudo should choose a good time to confess, right?" Thinking this, Yoruichi Toyama advised her even more carefully.

"We can't wait until the murderer is still watching Xiaolan..."

"Um?"

The moment the word "culprit" is mentioned, especially if it poses a threat to Ran, Conan's ears perk up.

"Do you also think that Xiaolan saw the murderer last night?"

“I heard Inspector Megure and the others recount what happened during last night’s shooting,” Yoruichi Toyama replied.

Actually, no, as soon as he went to the Metropolitan Police Department, he saw Akechi eliminating his opponents there!

Anyway, no one came to check the accounts afterwards.

In the original storyline, Officer Sato and Ran went into the restroom one after the other, and then the entire floor of the hotel suddenly lost power.

Xiaolan noticed light coming from the cabinet door under the sink, so she went to get the flashlight from there.

This conveniently provided a target for the assassin who was secretly carrying a gun.

It should be said that Sato was not actually injured while protecting Ran, but rather that she was the murderer's target from the beginning.

However, Ran believed that she was the one who had harmed Sato, and under intense self-blame, she suddenly lost her memory.

Such an obvious fact can be deduced simply by looking at the flashlight in the bathroom, so Yoruichi Toyama doesn't need to hide anything.

Conan, who had heard him mention "deduction," nodded vigorously, then rested his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

"So, the murderer will probably try to come to the hospital to find out about Ran and Officer Sato's situation."

This idea is certainly reasonable, but Conan hasn't realized that the culprit is actually in the hospital.

Yoruichi Toyama was thinking about how to provide him with clues in a logical way when she turned her head and saw Ai staring at the two of them with a contemptuous look in her eyes.

"Ha, men!" the female PhD student said with a sneer. "They forget everything as soon as the case is mentioned."

...

When Yoruichi Toyama accompanied Conan back to the hospital room, Akemi and Ran's conversation came to an end.

Kogoro and Eri, who had originally gone to see the doctor to find out what was wrong, have returned. The couple, who are usually at odds, showed unusual restraint in front of their frightened daughter.

"I don't think you need to do this." Ai, who had learned about Ran's family situation from Conan, offered him a rather rational suggestion. "Shouldn't you just act like usual to help her remember quickly?"

“That makes sense.” Amuro Tooru, still standing by the window acting as a bodyguard, nodded.

Then he walked over to Kogoro and poked him.

"Oh right, Master, I remember there was a live broadcast of Yoko Okino's concert today!"

"Huh? Really? Which channel? Seriously, why isn't there a TV in this hospital room!" Kogoro's eyes immediately lit up, and he started acting like a fan.

"Ahhh, where's the TV?! I want to watch it! I need to watch it now! I can't live without Ms. Yoko! I can't live an inch of life! I want to go home and watch TV!"

An elderly man, obsessed with celebrities, shouted and rushed towards the door. He had only taken two steps when Eri grabbed his fluttering tie and dragged him back from behind.

"What are you watching TV for! With our daughter still in the hospital, can't you, you lecherous old man, tone it down a bit!"

Kogoro, his neck bound by a tie, lay sprawled on the hospital bed, his tongue lolling out as he made dying sounds.

"But...Miss Yoko..."

Xiao Lan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

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