Conan's other self

Hattori Heiji had a reason for doing this.

Of course, he didn't necessarily want to see the exhibition room, but he just felt that everyone came with Conan, and the puzzle was not solved by the young lady from the office. It made no sense to invite her alone besides Conan.

After all, there was also a kid of the same age as Feng Yuan.

So Hattori Heiji felt that there must be something fishy in it.

This is how he explained it to Feng Yuan.

Several people followed Moritani Teiji into the exhibition room, where all the huge photos of Moritani Teiji's architectural works were on display.

Just like he doesn't understand art, Maplehara also doesn't understand architecture.

However, he still noticed that in the previous photos, Moritani Teiji's works were not symmetrical.

These are his early works.

Uncle Maori soon stopped in front of a photo.

"Hey, this looks familiar..."

"Yes!" Xiaolan also came over, "This is the Kurokawa family's house! I didn't expect this was also designed by Mr. Moritani."

"I heard a while ago that Mr. Kurokawa was killed by a maid?"

"Yeah." Xiaolan responded.

"This house is a work I designed shortly after becoming independent..." Moritani Teiji introduced.

Fengyuan also came over and took a look curiously, wanting to see if it was symmetrical. Conan, on the other hand, quietly explained to Fengyuan why they knew this house: "...the case we encountered just last week, you were not there at that time."

In fact, there are many cases where Kaedehara is not present.

What Conan regrets most is a case that happened on Moon Shadow Island. The prisoner in the case was driven to a dead end by his reasoning and chose to commit suicide.

"The works after that were all designed when I was in my thirties. I was still immature when I was young." Moritani Teiji interrupted Conan's thoughts. "By the way, Miss Xiaoran and Mr. Kudo are very familiar with each other." no?"

"Yes! We grew up together, and we went to the same high school when we grew up," Xiaolan said happily, and then her mood became depressed, "However, we don't see each other much recently."

"But, this Sunday is Shinichi's birthday!" Xiaolan's mood reversed again, "So I made an appointment with him to watch a midnight movie together."

"That's really exciting." Moritani Teiji said.

Indeed, it is really exciting. Hattori Heiji nodded in agreement. He had never heard Xiaolan say this.

In fact, Xiaolan even specifically told Uncle Maori not to tell Hattori, because she felt that if Hattori knew about it, he would definitely disturb her meeting with Shinichi.

However, Xiaolan seemed to have completely forgotten about it at this time.

"Then, you must have bought all the gifts, right?" Moritani Teiji continued to talk in a homely manner.

"Not yet," Xiaolan replied, "I want to buy it on Saturday. Because I like the color red just like Shinichi. And! Our lucky colors for May are both red! So, I I plan to buy a red casual shirt for him."

"This is a nice gift. I think Mr. Kudo will be very happy to receive it."

Uncle Maoli snorted in displeasure, but did not interrupt.

Xiaolan turned her body and looked out the window, "Huh? Isn't this the Rice Flower Municipal Building opposite?"

"That's right." Moritani Teiji followed him to the window.

"Shinichi and I are going to watch a movie in the first hall of Mihua Cinema City. I made an appointment with him to meet in the lobby at ten o'clock in the evening on the 3rd."

"That's right..." Emperor Moritani replied, "This building is my proud work. If young men and women want to celebrate their birthdays, there is no other place more suitable than that."

Although Xiaolan talked a lot when talking about Shinichi, Moritani Teiji was just an elder she met for the first time, so it was impossible to say everything, so the topic soon ended there.

And Hattori Heiji, who completely forgot his original intention of following the exhibition room, couldn't help but applaud Moritani Teiji in his heart.

Well done, uncle! In this way, the time and place where Kudo will appear are complete. This time he will definitely be able to catch the mysterious boy!

With excitement in his heart, Hattori Heiji glanced at Maplehara who was looking at the photos next to him, and then looked at Conan who was frowning.

The two brats - especially the one named Feng Yuan, were full of mysteries that he wanted to explore.

However, Hattori felt that as long as he met Kudo, all these mysteries could be solved together.

then…

After the tea party, Hattori Heiji set off back to Osaka.

Conan was very happy after successfully getting his bed back.

The next day, he even took the initiative to invite everyone from the detective team to play football together, trying to regain the previous performance with Feng Yuan.

Maplehara no longer used his physical ability beyond the level of an elementary school student, so everyone returned to the same starting line, with each other winning and losing, allowing Conan to regain his confidence.

However, Conan was not happy for long.

Because until Saturday, he still couldn't figure out how to deal with Xiaolan.

Watching Xiaolan go out and meet Suzuki Sonoko, Xiaolan's best friend, Conan thought that there were only ten hours left before the agreed time, and he could no longer think about other things, so he ran all the way to Dr. Agasa's house to find Maplehara and Dr. Ali discussed.

However, he had just laid down on the bed that Dr. Agasa had placed in the living room, and was about to speak to Dr. Agasa and Feng Yuan, when he noticed Feng Yuan making a quiet gesture.

What's wrong?

Conan was stunned for a moment, and then heard the piercing siren.

"What the hell!" Hattori Heiji opened the door with his left hand and covered half of his ears with his right hand. "Isn't it just that he sneaked in last time? He didn't install the alarm just for this, right?"

"You can knock first."

The alarm sound was quickly cleared, and Maplehara pointed out the solution.

"That's because I happened to see this kid come in!" Hattori Heiji said harshly, "By the way, doctor, this is for you - a snack made by my mother," Hattori Heiji said hello to Dr. Agasa, and from there He took out a beautifully packaged box from his bag and handed it over. Dr. Ali looked surprised, "This brat and I are no better than each other -"

"Wait, why is it okay if he just opens the door and comes in?"

Hattori Heiji pointed at Conan and asked Maplehara questions.

Conan was also a little curious.

"Well, ahem," Dr. Ali temporarily put aside his thoughts about eating snacks and cleared his throat, "This is my new invention, a tall alarm that can sound an alarm when someone comes in without knocking! And! , a child who is about the same height as Conan will not trigger the alarm if he just opens the door and walks in. How about it, is it awesome?"

"Uh..." Hattori Heiji hesitated for a moment, then gave a thumbs up, "That's awesome!"

"By the way, why are you here again?" Conan looked at Hattori unhappily. Although Kudo Shinichi's identity was not exposed, thanks to Maplehara, he didn't have to pretend to be a child in front of Hattori.

"Of course I miss you."

"hehe."

Conan rolled his eyes.

Of course Hattori Heiji wanted to find Kudo Shinichi who might appear at night, and he kept an eye on Maplehara and Conan to prevent them from making any small moves.

Unfortunately, Kudo Shinichi himself also wanted to find Kudo Shinichi who could show up on time.

Conan was already having a headache because of what happened at night, and having to deal with Hattori. Conan felt that his headache was even worse.

Hattori Heiji put down his backpack, and Dr. Agasa pretended to make inventions, but actually went to eat snacks.

At this time, the sound on the TV attracted everyone's attention.

"According to reliable information, a large batch of explosives containing ammonium nitrate was stolen from the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot by unknown persons the day before yesterday. At present, the police have dispatched hundreds of manpower to conduct related searches..."

"Oh, I've heard about this too," Hattori sat down, "I think it's not a small matter."

"Yes, if you fix the gunpowder in plastic, you can make a plastic bomb."

This kid named Conan is no longer pretending, Hattori Heiji thought speechlessly.

The phone suddenly rang.

Maplehara turned off the sound of the TV, then stood up to answer the phone.