"They already know that I am Shinichi Kudo, who turned into an elementary school student after taking APTX4869."
Although Conan didn't seem to react much, his serious expression said it all.
He glanced back towards the door and said:
"They probably already know who she is."
He already knew about this.
Unexpectedly, the other side launched an operation so quickly.
"This is too strange, isn't it?" Dr. Agasa sensed that something was amiss.
He asked:
"Now that they've confirmed your identities, why don't they just come here directly?"
"We'll also be throwing a special Halloween party."
Conan wasn't actually very clear about this either.
He looked down at the invitation and said:
"Actually, I don't know why they didn't come to us directly."
"However, I can guess one of the reasons."
"Cough cough cough..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Conan coughed a few times.
Professor Agasa, who was standing nearby, quickly asked:
"Shinichi, you didn't catch a cold too, did you?"
"I'm fine." Conan waved his hand, indicating that Professor Agasa didn't need to worry.
Just then, Conan felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
He took out his phone, glanced at it, and a smile crept onto his face.
After signaling to Professor Agasa to be quiet, Conan edited a text message and sent it to Heiji Hattori.
After receiving an affirmative reply, Conan put his phone away.
He then turned his head and looked through the glass window at the Kudo residence bathed in the setting sun, thinking:
"Now there's only one question left."
...
On a bridge in Tokyo.
A very retro black Porsche 356A is speeding down the road.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Vodka looked at Gin beside him and asked:
"Halloween party?"
"Um."
After responding, Gin gave a casual explanation:
"Tomorrow night at seven o'clock."
"At that pier in Yokohama."
Going to the Halloween party is no problem.
What puzzled Vodka was why they were going to participate.
He has a good relationship with Gin, so he dared to ask this question:
"But brother, why do we have to go to that place?"
After exhaling the smoke from his mouth, Gin said to Vodka:
"Because Vermouth will also be hanging out there."
"We've been ordered to investigate the matter."
"I'm fed up with that woman's secrecy."
"It doesn't matter if we don't have permission."
"If that woman dares to do anything strange..."
At this point, Gin turned his head and gave Vodka a cold, sharp look.
The words spoken were devoid of any emotion.
Even if there is, it's probably just disgust.
At that moment, Vodka heard Gin say:
"Even if that woman is very popular with that gentleman, it doesn't matter."
Although Gin didn't explain it very clearly.
But having spent so much time by Gin's side, Vodka understood perfectly what those words meant:
"If that woman dares to do anything strange..."
"That solved her problem."
...
That evening, Kōyū and Conan arrived at the Kudo residence.
The two of them did not rush in, but stood at the door to observe.
The Kudo residence was unusually quiet under the cover of night.
Just like always.
But Conan always felt that things weren't as calm as they seemed.
Who knows, someone might be hiding in this darkness, secretly watching them.
After shifting his gaze from the house to Kōyū, Conan asked:
"Kuangyou, are you confident?"
"If something unexpected happens, are you confident you can defeat the opponent or escape?"
“Hey…” Guangyou curled his lip, “You’re underestimating me too much.”
He looked at the Kudo residence and said confidently:
"Escape is impossible."
"There's no way I can escape this in my entire life."
"That's called a strategic retreat."
"Moreover, I don't think the people inside will force me to retreat."
"Although my current physical condition limits my strength, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."
"I still have my basic health, don't worry."
"No exaggeration, I could take on ten of you."
"..." Conan gave a speechless half-moon look.
He couldn't help but complain:
"Hey, when did I become a unit of measurement?"
Faced with Conan's teasing, Kōyū quickly changed the subject:
That's not the point.
"The important thing is that you don't need to worry about me."
"If you need to have anything checked outside, feel free to do so."
"I'll go in and check the situation first."
"If you encounter any accidents, just call out and I'll come right away."
Conan, who was already used to Kōyū, didn't intend to argue with him.
He nodded and said to Guangyou:
"I see."
"Be careful."
"no problem."
After they finished speaking, they split up and began to act separately.
Kōyū, skilled in infiltration, was in charge of inspecting the interior of the Kudo residence.
Conan, on the other hand, observes details from outside the house to determine if anyone is inside.
For example, water meters, gas meters, electricity meters, etc.
If someone were actually living in the Kudo residence, they might be using water, electricity, gas, or something similar.
If the numbers on the table change, it means someone has visited the Kudo residence.
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