What is the most important thing in the Conan world to me?

Of course, the timeline!

If I don’t know what time it is, I will easily lose my way in the game, or even fail miserably!

Of course, this is not a big deal. I just need to confirm a few key time points.

The way to confirm it without leaving home is to search the store next to the Maori Detective Agency on the Internet - Poirot Cafe is already very famous. A simple search will show you recommendations about the handsome waiters, but there is no sushi shop on Google Maps.

Finally, I searched for Suzuki Train and now I understand everything!

After the Bourbon chapter and before the Rum chapter, the details need to be discussed further.

Sir An is so high-profile and arrogant. He is also a well-known figure on the Internet. He was also the top graduate in the police academy. It is unlikely that his classmates would recognize him and reveal his identity.

This may be the secret of science. You will never understand the dividing line between publicity and secrecy.

Without considering all these, I have figured out the approximate timeline. This part of the story is between the anime and the comics. I haven't read many of the subsequent updates, so I'm not sure whether the information I have is enough.

I was conceiving my little script - ahhhh, my brain is not enough, I'm not good at writing scripts, I really need help from my gay friends.

Even though my script was completely unfinished, I still couldn't stop wanting to make trouble.

Especially since I've already come to Conan's world, shouldn't I enjoy the pleasure of persecuting the God of Death and watching his face change!

Of course, there is also a little selfishness. After people have a lot of experience, they will always have some mysterious self-confidence.

But in the sci-fi Beika Town, there are detectives everywhere, and being too deliberate will easily reveal flaws.

After staying in the room for a few days, I explored and adapted to the cooking skills of Jingguang. By the way, this was my first time cooking for myself!

Even though I knew that this was due to Keimitsu's skills, I still did it according to Keimitsu's memory.

However, I still feel a great sense of accomplishment!

This time I can remember some of Jingguang’s cooking tips, which I should be able to use when I return to the real world.

I touched my chin and slightly modified my facial contours and eyebrow features in front of the mirror - I really used a lot of concealer to barely cover the brow line.

In this world where you can change your face, makeup is more effective than I thought. I put on my glasses, tied my semi-long hair with a black hairband, and finally put a baseball cap on my head.

When I looked at him this time, even I couldn’t recognize that this was Jingguang.

Perfect makeup, ready to go.

I changed into a youthful hoodie and sweatpants, which looked like a student at first glance.

The main reason is that I am indeed a student, so the temperament I exude from the inside out is more like that of a student.

Of course, this temperament is controllable. After going through three worlds and various shocks, I finally understood the meaning of “making good use of personality”.

If you say you are going out, of course you have something to do.

As I said before, I needed some income to support my expenses - especially after I paid a series of small expenses such as air tickets, rent, deposit, computer, Internet fees, etc., my cash flow was in an extremely tight situation, so I took on some work based on my skills.

Yes, using my own skills instead of Jingguang's.

It's a makeup job. Since I have zero achievements in this world, I shouldn't be able to take on a big job.

But fate sometimes favors me like this. Before, I was just looking for opportunities everywhere. For example, I also tried some live shows, but of course I was not chosen.

However, after several of the original makeup artists were unable to show up due to a series of reasons, I was inexplicably notified that I was temporarily employed.

What is professionalism!

What is a scientific coincidence?

I have reason to suspect that this work will be involved in some incident.

This sense of event reached its peak when I got the list for this live show.

Ah, Yoko Okino.

A popular actress who has a very important admirer role in the Conan world. Not only Uncle Maori loves her, but even Kazami is his fan.

Today is not the official performance, but just a rehearsal. After all, the new makeup artist also needs to be assessed.

To prevent any misunderstanding, I would like to clarify one thing.

I don't do makeup for Yoko Okino, she has a personal makeup artist. I mainly do makeup for other musicians in bulk.

It’s just that the musicians need to wear some special costumes and some more exaggerated makeup.

I can hold on.

While I was adjusting to my new abilities, I added some beauty videos, playing them on multiple devices simultaneously, just to test the breadth of my brain-swept version of Jing Guang’s attention span.

It turns out that, at least from what I’ve tested so far, I can focus on up to six videos at the same time - this refers to effective attention. I can watch these six videos at the same time, know the content of these videos, and analyze them carefully.

What about the six exquisite hearts?

The combination of Brain Flower and Kagemitsu is indeed powerful.

But doing so puts a lot of strain on me. I will consume all my energy in a very short period of time, and then a feeling of emptiness will sweep over my brain.

It's not painful, but it's very uncomfortable and even forces me to immediately enter a negative emo state.

When I went out to catch the bus, because it was quite early, I followed the route I had checked in advance and arrived quite early.

However, for a live performance of this scale, there is always a lot of preparation required, so there were more people who arrived earlier than me.

I followed the procedure and went in to try on the makeup. I am quite experienced in doing makeup for others. After all, I have worked as a "makeup girl" to earn extra money. The person in charge was named Hasegawa. He looked like an older, fat uncle and very stable.

I tried the makeup as he arranged, and he seemed quite satisfied.

During the trip, because Yoko Okino was accidentally short of a few makeup brushes, her personal assistant came to me to borrow something.

"I feel that Mr. Furuya's makeup sense is very reliable. Maybe we will have a chance to cooperate for a long time in the future." Ms. Keiko - one of Okino Yoko's personal assistants, she seems to have an unusually strong resistance to handsome faces.

People who are around celebrities are different. They have seen so many handsome men and beautiful women that they are naturally not shocked.

The rehearsal lasted a long time. I was waiting backstage and feeling bored, but out of the corner of my eye I saw that classic uncle with a mustache.

"Last time, I actually troubled Detective Mori. Today, I trouble you to come in person again." Mr. Hasegawa hurried to greet this famous detective as soon as he saw him. It seemed that this was not the first time he met Kogoro Mori.

"No, no, it's my honor to be invited by Miss Yoko!" Uncle Maori said modestly, but his face was full of pride.

I don't quite understand this uncle. After all, I have read a lot of Conan conspiracy theories. In the early days, many speculations about the boss of the Black Organization in the forums fell on Uncle Maori, and it was said that he was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

I collected the scattered makeup brushes. After all, they were not my equipment. If I couldn't find them during the final inspection, I would have to pay for them.

By that time, I won’t have received the small amount of money, and I will have to pay more.

"Ah, it's Brother Fūya!" I turned my gaze and saw Conan, whom I met last time.

His voice wasn't loud, just the normal volume of someone greeting me after seeing me, but one of his muscles visibly tensed.

Without looking up, I could feel a subtle, probing gaze fixed on me, but it was not sharp or irritating.

"It's Conan-kun." I squatted down and touched Conan's head - looking at the little tuft of hair shaking on his head, I couldn't help but put my finger on it and gently lifted it.

It's just a bit of hard hair. Why does this little tuft on the top of the head stay upright?

"Hmm? Fūya-nii?" Conan felt my hands rubbing his hair and made a puzzled sound.

I quickly let go and stood up, smiling, "I wanted to say this last time, is Conan's hair curled up because he didn't sleep well at night?"

Compared to Conan, I actually want to see what the principle behind Xiaolan's hair is. However, in front of the God of Death, I'd better not have any intentions towards his girlfriend.

Conan was stunned for a moment. I guess no one has ever asked him this question. I raised my hand and touched the top of my head. "No, my hair is like this."

With the relationship with Conan, I naturally got to know Xiaolan, who was bringing Conan with her. Uncle Maori was in a hurry to meet Okino Yoko and didn't pay any attention to Conan coming over to say hello to me.

"Hello, I am Mr. Maori's eldest disciple. This time I am also here to learn from Mr. Maori." Sir An took a step forward and stretched out a hand.

I looked at my hands, feeling a little embarrassed, but I didn't shake An Sir's hand. I just said, "Sorry, I didn't have time to wash my hands after putting on makeup."

"I have some wet tissues here, if you need them..." Sir An's pocket is a treasure box, he can take out anything when needed.

I paused, then took out a card and tore it open while thanking him.

I have to say, Sir An's face is really deceptive. When he wants to get close to someone, few people can dislike him.

Especially with my body like Jingguang, I feel a natural affinity towards him, and feel unconsciously relaxed around him.

That's why I'm so nervous, afraid of revealing something that shouldn't be revealed.

I haven't done anything right yet, I absolutely don't want to get caught!

Of course, part of the reason was that I had some ideas about the script this time and wanted to take the initiative to fight for it.

So this time I don’t really want anyone to set up a character for me right from the start.

"You're welcome. I just heard Conan-kun calling you, is it Furuya-kun? My name is Amuro Toru, and it's nice to meet you."

This time he reached out, and I really couldn't avoid it.

I sighed secretly, but couldn't show it on my face.

With this grip, the blemishes I had covered up with concealer can no longer be hidden.

"Nice to meet you too, Amuro-kun." The moment I shook hands with him, I relaxed my body and looked like a normal person.

After a pause, I said to Amuro's hidden and inquiring gaze -

"I am Jiang Gu, Jiang Gu Zero."