Kwang-woo, who was driven out onto the street, had no idea where to go because of his intellectual disability. He wandered aimlessly around the area where the old headmaster used to take him for walks. The local residents all knew that Kwang-woo had intellectual disabilities and avoided him.

"Damn it, those bastards Yongjian, they're so awful!" A notorious local thug muttered as he kicked a plastic can on the street. "Damn it, the prey I had my eye on got snatched up by those bastards Yongjian. Damn it, it'll be ages before I can go to the arcade." With that, the thug seemed to mistake the can for Yongjian and kicked it hard. The can flew up and hit Guangyou, who was resting in a corner.

The thug saw that he had kicked Guangyou, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes, which were so small they looked like they were closed. "This idiot should have some money on him, right? His old director must have saved some money for him."

The thug, rubbing his hands which hadn't been washed in ages, approached Guangyou: "Hey, idiot, lend me some money, okay? If you don't answer, I'll take it as you agreeing." He knew Guangyou wouldn't answer, but he still pretended to ask.

Before the thugs could finish speaking, they started searching him. After searching for a long time, they only found a few hundred yen on Kōyū.

"Damn, he's really poor. That old man didn't leave you, you idiot, much money either." Muttering to himself, the thug remembered Yongjian stealing his prey. He couldn't hold back his anger and kicked Guangyou. He stomped away, cursing under his breath.

That kick was too forceful, and because of the dean's financial problems, Guangyou's life was only enough to fill his stomach.

Forget about a balanced diet, he's lucky if he has anything to eat, so his physical condition is terrible. That kick actually sent him flying.

He was incredibly unlucky; when he landed, there was a rock right next to him, and his head slammed heavily against it, blood streaming down his face...

...

As night deepened, the alley was pitch black, with the occasional meows of stray cats adding a touch of eeriness to the atmosphere.

A black and white stray cat leaped into the alley, pacing along in search of food, before hopping onto an obstacle in front of it.

The faint light filtering in from the alleyway illuminated the object, revealing it to be a child's head.

The mottled bloodstains on her delicate face would surely evoke pity in anyone who saw them.

Suddenly, the child opened his eyes. Surprisingly, the child's eyes were like the starry sky, but now they were stained with blood red and flashing with a scarlet light. The wildcat sensed the movement under its feet and jumped away like a startled bird, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Just then, a drunkard carrying a bottle of liquor staggered past the alley. The noise of his walking caught the child's attention. The child turned his head towards the alley entrance, his bloodshot eyes narrowed as he stared at the alleyway.

The drunkard's footsteps grew louder and louder, and soon his figure appeared at the alley entrance. The drunkard turned his head and glanced at the alley. Instantly, it was as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and his mind cleared up instantly.

What came into his view was a pair of scarlet eyes. The drunkard could vaguely see traces of blood on the head of the person who owned those eyes. The face was as pale as paper, and only the eyes were flickering with a terrifying red light.

Instantly, the drunkard felt his body brimming with power, and a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind. But soon, only one thought remained in his mind: escape!

He took a step and ran straight into the distance; he felt he had never run so fast in his life.

After he left, those eyes flickered slightly again. The owner of those eyes paid no attention to the bloodstains on his face. He looked at his small, immature hands and said, "Time travel? Rebirth? How is that possible!"

Guangyou couldn't believe that he had actually been reborn. His years of education collapsed instantly. It wasn't that he hadn't seen some strange things, but he had never seen anything beyond his comprehension. He had read about time travel in novels, but he never imagined that he would become a member of the time travel army!

He froze, then blinked, and asked in confusion, "Huh, he's not dead? Where is this?"

After thinking for a long time and looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, his face became increasingly arrogant: "Could it be that I've been reborn? Does this mean I can shed my past life and start anew?"

Guangyou slowly got up and walked out of the alley with slow steps.

The round moon emitted a soft light, illuminating Guangyou's body at that moment.

His clothes were filthy and covered with bloodstains, but Guangyou was smiling. He thought he was dead, but things didn't go as planned, and he was reborn!

He walked along the deserted streets, looking around as he went. There were no tall buildings as he had expected, which meant that he had not been reborn into the future. Judging from the surrounding environment, it was probably in the 1990s. Judging from the architectural style and the various signs on the road, Guangyou believed that he was in Japan.

After letting out a long sigh, Guangyou decided to find a place to fix his clothes first, since it wouldn't be easy to do anything with all that blood on him.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "This body is so useless."

...

next day

Guangyou woke up from his sleep. He hadn't rested much since last night, and by the time he finished cleaning himself up, it was already three or four in the morning. He had only slept for a few hours. His body's instincts told him he needed to rest more, but today he needed to figure out what kind of world he had come to. If it was a world of spiritual revival or something, wouldn't it be wonderful to awaken some superpowers?

"Tsk tsk~" Guangyou said with a slightly serious expression, "I just don't know what kind of superpowers he might have."

Shortly after, Kōyū stood on the bustling street, dazzled by the sight: "Japanese school uniforms are amazing!"

"This girl is pretty good, 75 out of 100 in looks."

"This girl doesn't fit my aesthetic; she looks a bit like Sister Feng."

"A work by the famous mystery novelist Yusaku Kudo..."

The sound of the news playing on the street television made Guangyou's eyes narrow and his mind go blank for a moment. After a long while, he murmured, "So, it wasn't rebirth, it was time travel, and it's the world of Detective Conan!"

He was truly overwhelmed by the news; he was genuinely excited, ecstatic, and a mix of emotions swirled within Guangyou.

It took him a while to calm down, but his eyes were still full of joy.

He knew who he would meet after his rebirth!

He also determined what his purpose was in coming to this world.

His current short-term goal is to train his frail body, try to regain some strength, and be able to infiltrate the agency.

By following Uncle Mori, you can encounter many cases and gain access to more information about the organization.

At the same time, it will also help to achieve that goal more effectively.