Conan's other self

"Are you going to the doctor's house too?"

"Yes," said Conan who followed, "because you broke my watch and shoes, I have to go to the doctor to repair them."

Not a bad reason.

Feng Yuan responded casually and continued walking.

This was obviously not the reason why Conan followed.

Last night, or early this morning, he was tired and hungry, so he ate something and went to sleep. As a result, early in the morning, the unreliable parents returned him to Maori's house and ran away, leaving him without any time to ask anything.

Moreover, there are some questions that can only be asked to Maplehara.

So he found the right opportunity, said something to Xiaolan and slipped out.

The two of them were walking on the road like this, which made Conan feel very much like the night when he became smaller. At that time, he was following Fengyuan like this, full of questions and he didn't know where to start.

Feng originally spoke.

"The day before yesterday, the doctor took some hair from me."

"ha?"

"Took yours too. But you didn't notice."

"What are you taking the hair for?" Conan complained casually, but then he came to his senses, "...for DNA testing?"

"That's right."

"What's the result?"

"The result is obvious, isn't it?" Feng Yuan said. He had already confirmed it with the doctor in the early hours of this morning, and even read the appraisal report with his own eyes, "Want to take a look? I took a few photos."

After saying that, Fengyuan stopped and took out his mobile phone. Even though a smartphone is not smart, it is still okay to take photos.

Conan came over curiously and took a closer look.

The content makes Conan's remaining questions even more difficult to voice.

Feng Yuan knew what he was struggling with.

Because Conan glanced at him last night when he mentioned "the reason why he couldn't leave Japan."

As mentioned before, although Maplehara has the complete memory of Kudo Shinichi, the main body is still his own memory, so he is not affected by Kudo Shinichi's emotions.

Moreover, it was also because he did not want to just give up the identity gained through time travel as "Kudo Shinichi", which caused a lot of additional troubles to Kudo Shinichi himself.

So...it's better to make it clear now.

"You like Xiaolan, right?"

"Who, who would like that woman!" Conan retorted habitually. This kind of retort happened countless times when he was still Shinichi.

Feng Yuan couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Only then did Conan realize that the person next to him was not some gossipy childhood sweetheart of his. "Okay... I forgot that you are my subconscious." Conan grabbed a handful of hair irritably, "I have some thoughts about Xiaolan. But only a little bit…”

"Yidiandian?"

"Yeah, just a little bit." Conan said hard, and then tried to make his tone sound more casual, "...what about you?"

"No."

"ah?"

"I said... I don't have the same thoughts about Xiaolan as you do, so... don't worry, your worries are all unnecessary."

There was a brief silence.

After a while, Conan held back another sentence.

"This is unreasonable. Since you are my subconscious, you should also like...the same thing as me, right?"

"Why? Don't forget, first of all, our personalities are different."

"Doesn't that mean that I don't actually have that kind of thought about Xiaolan subconsciously?" Conan asked doubtfully.

"Well, who knows?" Fengyuan replied, "But... you seem to really hope that I like Xiaolan too?"

"I just feel a little weird, weird! You see, you have the same memory as me and know what I have thought, but what you think is different from me, and I don't know anything about your thoughts. ——Because you are my subconscious mind and I am my conscious mind?"

"...Good question. But..." Fengyuan paused, "I don't know."

He was done with it and didn't bother to think about the settings anymore.

The impact on memory, the sudden emergence of emotions, and the DNA identification report all convinced Maplehara to continue to play another Kudo Shinichi for the time being. However, if this bizarre setting continues to be compiled, it will only be full of errors and omissions, which is worse than a mess.

Anyway, the DNA test results will play a strong proving role for a long time to come.

In addition, after the identification results came out, there were some things that even Maplehara, who made up the settings, were not sure about. For example, now he doesn't know what effect the antidote will have on him. Although he felt that it was unlikely that two people would become one person again, he didn't know whether he would return to Kudo Shinichi's appearance or his original appearance.

Or will something even stranger happen?

But no matter what, they haven't even touched the corner of the black organization now, so it's too early to think about this.

Both of them suppressed their thoughts and avoided talking about deeper doubts.

Conan, who finally got the good news, returned to his normal self a little, and began to accuse Fengyuan of collaborating with "others" to scare him with Xiaolan.

Feng Yuan naturally just dumped the blame without any psychological burden and was done.

………

Maori's house was not far from the doctor's house, and the two arrived soon.

Entering the room, he didn't see the doctor at first sight. Conan said "I'm going to find the doctor to fix the props" and went straight to the laboratory where the doctor usually stayed.

Feng Yuan slowly changed his shoes and then walked directly towards the kitchen.

Then he opened the door and looked at it curiously.

The kitchen, which was originally filled with invention props that were no longer used, has been cleaned up and restored to its proper appearance.

"Doctor, what are you doing?"

"Ho! Xiao, Xiao Kong!" Dr. A Li looked startled, turned around, and moved his body to block Feng Yuan's sight, "You're back so early..."

"And me," Conan followed in and looked at the doctor suspiciously, "Doctor, are you cooking?"

"How can it be!"

"Really~?"

Maplehara and Conan moved around the doctor's body trying to block them, but the doctor gave up resistance after just one try. Then the two of them looked at the round dark object in the frying pan and fell into deep thought.

"Tsk, I feel like I've seen something like this before." Conan recalled, "Hey, Maplehara, you should remember it, right?"

"Of course I remember. Xiaolan's mother's same fried eggs."

"Mom Xiaolan?" Conan showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, Aunt Fei Yingli." Fengyuan glanced at Conan, "You don't even remember Xiaolan's mother, do you?"

"Of course I... remember, I'm just testing you." Conan changed the subject, "By the way, doctor, why did you suddenly think of doing this?"

Dr. A Li was a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, isn't it that Xiao Kong will stay here for a while? I don't think you can always eat takeout with me..."

"So let him eat this?" Conan looked gloating.

"Unexpected, unexpected. It's been too long since I've done it, so I'm a bit raw, haha!" Dr. A Li touched his head in embarrassment.

This is actually true. After eating takeout for so long, Dr. Ali almost forgot that he could cook before.

Conan, who didn't believe it at all, took the doctor to get his anesthesia watch and foot strength-enhancing shoes repaired, and the doctor's cooking recovery plan was put on hold for the time being.

Feng Yuan followed the two men, slightly in a trance.

Dr. Ali, what a good man.