"What does this have to do with a PhD?"
Conan was very confused. He could understand Eri Kisaki and Uncle Mori's side a little better. The culprit wanted the police to guess the location of the bomb on their own rather than with the help of outsiders. But no matter how he thought about it, Professor Agasa had nothing to do with this kind of thing.
"Didn't the professor research a bomb last time?" Seeing Conan's still puzzled expression, Mitsuyu had no choice but to continue explaining, "The bomb we had last time was the one used at the Beika Museum or something. I don't know if you remember it."
"Oh, that?" Conan nodded in realization. "And then?"
"And then?" Guangyou shrugged. "Then I helped you deal with those bombs, and incidentally, I played a prank on you."
After pondering for a moment, Conan waved his hand dismissively, giving a look that said, "Fine, I forgive you then."
Guangyou waved his phone and said, "I'll send this recording to Xiaolan later."
"No! That's not fair!" Conan exclaimed anxiously. "Let me think about it properly later."
Since Conan had already said so, Kōyū was too lazy to let that recording take up his phone's memory. These days, phones don't have the 512GB of memory that were common in his previous life, so he had to be careful with his storage.
Kōyū showed Conan the blank recording interface: "I deleted it. You can take your time planning, plan for another ten years or so or so. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."
"That won't happen."
Conan patted his chest. "If I haven't said it ten years from now, I'm not a man."
Are you discriminating against women?
Hearing this, Ai looked at Conan with a hint of amusement in her eyes, "Even if the antidote is developed, I won't give it to you. I'll make you Conan for the rest of your life."
Kōyū, standing to the side, watched Conan with schadenfreude, thinking to himself, "Serves him right, why did he have to provoke her?"
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