Chapter 19 Is that really Shinichi Kudo with that small frame?

"Shinichi? Which Shinichi? Kudo Shinichi?"

The sudden sound startled the two of them, and they both turned to look at the blue-haired boy standing next to the table, tilting his head slightly and looking at them with a puzzled expression.

The two: !!

"You... what are you doing here?"

Conan pointed at him in shock.

Help! Two people found out his online identity all of a sudden?!

Behrfinger looked aggrieved, her innocent and aggrieved face instantly appearing even more wronged. "Can't I be here? I saw you guys seemed to be investigating some kind of case, and I thought I might be able to help, so I came along... Do I really not deserve to be here...?"

Seeing that he looked like he was about to burst into tears, the young couple, who hadn't yet officially started dating, quickly waved their hands and shook their heads, their guilt practically overflowing.

"No, no, please don't misunderstand! That's not what we meant!"

Seeing their flustered explanations, Behringer's mood shifted instantly, and she looked at the two of them with a curious smile, "So the Shinichi you were talking about... could it be that high school detective, Kudo Shinichi?"

Conan froze instantly.

Ran Mouri also instantly gave Conan a sharp look.

Before Conan could even complain about Behringer's sudden change of mood, his mind raced as he tried to figure out how to fool Ran.

Upon spotting the pile of toys behind him, he immediately picked up a game instrument and cheered as he started playing.

Ran Mouri: Huh?

Behrfinger raised an eyebrow, stirring up trouble out of boredom—

"Hey, are you changing the subject? Actually, I'm also curious, is that small frame of yours really Shinichi Kudo?"

But it seems like Shinichi Kudo hasn't appeared for a long time. Could it be true? Are you really Shinichi Kudo?

How did you become like this? Did you eat something inappropriate that caused this?

But there's no such magical medicine in the world. If there really were, I'd love to try it; it would instantly give me several extra years!

Tell me, I'm really curious!

Behringer squatted down next to Conan, looking at him with curious eyes like a puppy. He even noticed that Conan's hands were shaking while playing video games.

Conan glanced at him discreetly and, seeing his innocent, eager-to-know look, almost blurted everything out in a moment of madness.

But he held back, pretending not to hear, and continued playing his video game, completely absorbed in the game.

"Conan~ Conan~ Tell me, I'm really curious, are you really Shinichi Kudo?"

"Conan~"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes..."

Watching Conan playing games and the boy next to him asking probing questions, Ran Mouri felt inexplicably blank-minded.

Just then, Conan, who had been ignoring Bechfenger, suddenly saw the name on the electric display screen.

Ogino Tomoya.

Seeing him deep in thought, Behringer leaned closer and blinked. "Hmm? I think I vaguely remember that name. Do you want to know, Conan?"

Conan: !

He turned his head to look. "Who is it?"

The next second, Behrfinger revealed a sly smile, "Tell me your identity first and I'll tell you~"

Conan: ...

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him. "Tell me first! This is about a kidnapping case!"

"Huh?" The blue-haired boy was stunned for a moment, his clear eyes instantly turning into bewildered little eyes.