"Maybe there are some taboos? After all, he should not be an ordinary human being, right?" Bourbon spoke up to join the discussion, otherwise he would feel out of place.

These bottles of real wine really love to discuss, without any reservations. If he doesn't say a word, it makes him look like fake wine.

Although it was indeed fake wine.

Kudo Shinichi was also confused. Why did this person treat him like this?

The white-haired boy, Karasuma Gaki, gets along well with him despite his apparent identity.

But he deliberately set up puppets to lure ‹him› into a trap, and used drugs to shrink him, but he seemed very sure that ‹he› would not die.

Did he even go to so much trouble to run around Beika-cho and Haido-cho to find all the staff members from last night and hypnotize them one by one, and modify the surveillance of the amusement park, just to replace “him” with a puppet?

What does he want to do with his identity?

Ran Mouri felt a little confused as she saw her counterpart not noticing anything and chatting and laughing with "Kudo Shinichi". If it was her real self, she probably wouldn't be able to recognize it, right?

[The little Kudo on the screen is staying at Dr. Agasa's house. Every day he sneaks into the yard to watch "Kudo Shinichi" and Xiaolan go to school. "Didn't Xiaolan notice anything? I wasn't like this before! How could I smile so...feminine? She was the one who called me to school before. Didn't you notice anything wrong?!"

After taking a peek, he ran out to find evidence to prove that "Kudo Shinichi" was fake.

Because of the existence of "Kudo Shinichi", Dr. Agasa did not completely believe that he was Kudo Shinichi.

After many searches, he found out... no one here knew him, no one remembered him.

Several security guards and medical staff that night said they had never seen him.

He could only place his hopes on the two Rikkai University boys.

The two people's statements were consistent with those people, they did not know him and had never seen him.

The white-haired boy put forward a conjecture, which caught him off guard.

He might be from another world...

He also saw the strange tricks of the tennis boys from Rikkai University on the court. In his 17 years of life, he had never seen anyone play tennis like this...

The white-haired boy was very enthusiastic towards him and said he would help him do a paternity test. He directly drew his blood. The boy's movements were too fast and he had no time to dodge or break free. 】

"Oh my god! It turns out that he's not the only one who knows magic! They all know it!" Chianti exclaimed. She had never played tennis before, and she didn't expect that tennis could have such an effect? ​​!

"How is that possible?! I'm in the tennis club, and our school's tennis club doesn't play tennis like this?" Suzuki Sonoko said.

"That must be because your school's technology is not good enough. Is your school the national champion?" Chianti thought it should also be related to technology and talent. She remembered that Barolo was the national champion.

"...That's not the case. Our school doesn't participate in national competitions or anything like that." Suzuki Sonoko hesitated.

"Doesn't Bourbon also know how to play tennis?" Vermouth raised his chin and asked.

Chianti turned to look at Bourbon on her right, "Bourbon, do you also know how to play tennis?"

"......I wouldn't do that." Amuro Toru felt that dozens of eyes turned to stare at him in an instant, and he smiled with a relaxed look.

The Maori father and daughter, Suzuki Sonoko, and several police officers were all shocked. "Amuro Toru from Poirot Cafe, you are also a member of this organization?!"

"Hehe." Bourbon's mouth corners curled slightly, revealing a sarcastic arc.

Several people turned their eyes to Mizunashi Rena, who seemed to be code-named "Kil", who had just started to defend herself, and moved back and forth between the two.

The two men had cold expressions and grim eyes.

For them, undercover work is the most important thing. As for what these people think, it is not important to them for the time being.

If they could go back, there was a high probability that the people here would be hunted down by the organization.

When the time comes...what should I do?