If Professor Agasa's gadgets were slightly modified and optimized, and made into civilian versions, they would definitely be bestsellers as soon as they were released.

It's quite amazing that no capital has noticed it.

It can only be said that the world's will is truly worthy of its name, forcibly giving Conan a power boost and leaving these inventions in a state of neglect, just to give the protagonist an advantage.

However, now that he, an outsider, has interfered, everything is different again.

I look forward to the day when Gin and Conan clash with their gadgets.

...

Watching Yuzuru Nanasu's departing figure, Professor Agasa stood at the door for a while, clutching his business card, before turning and going inside.

"Doctor, you're back."

In the living room, Conan, who was having a heated discussion with Heiji Hattori about a locked-room murder case that happened yesterday, casually greeted him without even looking up.

Professor Agasa put down what he was holding, hesitated for a moment, and walked over to say, "Shinichi, I just saw Yuzuru. He came out of Yukiko's place."

"Huh? Doctor, you saw that guy Hanyu Nan?" Hattori Heiji looked up immediately, a hint of surprise on his face.

"Why does Yuzuru Hanyu want to see my mom?"

Conan couldn't sit still either. The two of them stared intently at Professor Agasa, their eyes filled with doubt, eagerly awaiting what would happen next.

Professor Agasa stroked his beard and repeated what Yuzuru Hanyu had just said, "It seems to be about collecting rent. Yukiko called him over to pay the rent."

"Oh." A hint of disappointment flashed across Hattori Heiji's face.

"That's all..."

Conan also lost interest. The two exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads again to continue discussing the case they had just discussed.

Professor Agasa opened his mouth, then hesitated, as if to say that he had seen Yuuki Nanami enter Yukiko's house that morning and only just come out, a span of such a long time.

Not only that, he also remembered that Yuzuru was supposed to be wearing a white shirt that morning, but when they met just now, he was wearing a crisp blue shirt.

However, seeing that the two of them didn't seem interested, Dr. Agasa eventually had no choice but to shut up.

He took a deep look at the business card in his hand, sighed, picked up the things he had bought, and walked towards the laboratory.