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“Doctor, doctor, he, he, he’s awake!!!”

Li Zhongren opened his eyes and heard the nurse taking care of him scream.

He time-traveled into the body of a young boy named Mouri Hitomi, the kind that soul traveled through.

This young man became a vegetative state due to a car accident, and he remained silent in the darkness for an unknown length of time. It was not until he went to the sharing space and shared other people's abilities that he finally woke up.

"Mouri..Kogoro."

After waking up, Li Zhongren recalled the memories of Maori Hitomi in his mind.

To put it simply, he is the child of Moori Kogoro's brother's family. Three members of the family were killed in a car accident. He was the only one who survived. Unfortunately, he became a vegetative state. Fortunately, the perpetrator's family was very rich, so Fei Yingli personally went to court and wanted to come. He paid a large sum of compensation to keep him alive.

These are what he heard when he listened to them talking. Yes, the so-called vegetative state, to Li Zhongren's feeling, is like a cage with no weight, no light, no breathing, and no hunger.

Fortunately, he has the ability to adapt. Through this ability, he has adapted to this extreme darkness and loneliness. It has even become a magical ability, although in his own opinion, this ability is of little use.

Always remain sane, always maintain self-awareness, and will not be affected by any control ability (this ability cannot be upgraded)

Of course, this cannot be said completely.

Because, as everyone knows, the world of Conan is very mysterious.

Therefore, in this world, if anything happens to you, others will not feel that their three views have collapsed, they will only feel that they are not knowledgeable enough.

Like, breaking a telephone pole with bare hands...

Like, dodging bullets with bare hands...

Like, kicking a satellite with your feet...

And so on.

Of course, there are some things here that have not happened yet, but at least from Hitomi Maori's memory, he has seen a lot of things that in the normal world are considered superpowers, but in this world, everyone just thinks they are magical. , nothing more.

The final analysis is that in this world, there is only science and no science.

"Xiao Tong, do you still remember who I am?"

Mouri Kogoro looked at his nephew who had been sleeping on the bed for many years, his eyes filled with tears. He even thought that this nephew might never wake up in his life.

"Uncle Mouri Kogoro, long time no see."

Li Zhongren looked at Mouri Kogoro and showed a long-lost smile.

"Actually, I have been awake these years, but I can't move or respond to you. So, you, and Sister Lan, every time you come over, I know, and I remember everything you say. "in my heart"

"Apply~~"

On the side, Mao Lilan stood there, her face also full of smiles, but she also held back her tears.

"Of course, Conan-kun, I also heard the encouraging words you said to me."

"Ahem...it's so dangerous"

Kudo Shinichi, who had become Edogawa Conan, was happy, but he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't say anything nonsense. However, as a detective, he still instinctively glanced at Mouri Hitomi, and then he Found a problem.

The last time I came here, Hitomi Maori had been lying in bed for a long time, and the muscles in various parts of his body were showing varying degrees of atrophy. But now, his body is extremely healthy, with shiny skin and elastic muscles. Lying down, the accumulated sores on my back are gone.

"Hey, uncle doctor, did you use any medicine for Xiaotong? When we came here last time, he was still very thin."

So, Kudo Shinichi said to the doctor who was examining Hitomi Mori.

"We are also very curious about this. However, the human body is a treasure house. There is nothing surprising about such changes. Just like the All-Japan High School Karate Competition I watched last month, the champion was a person named Kyogoku's real boy, his physical fitness has completely surpassed the scope of ordinary people. If you really want to say it is magical, then it is really magical. He can break such a thick telephone pole with just one punch."

"Haha, Xiaolan can do this too."

After the doctor explained this, Kudo Shinichi was no longer curious. After all, he himself was also an example. A high school student turned into a teenager. The principle behind this is probably even more confusing.

"Mr. Kogoro Mori."

In the office, the doctor pointed to the many images on the wall.

"According to our examination, child Maori Hitomi's body has recovered exceptionally well for some unknown reason. Of course, this is also related to the fact that his daily nutrient solution has never stopped being delivered. Our suggestion is that he can be discharged from the hospital at any time. , review every three months, six months, and one year.”

"Understood. Thank you very much, doctor."

"No, no, this is what we should do."

"Xiao Tong, what are your future plans?"

On the road, Mouri Kogoro was driving a car, and Maori Lan led the two little guys to sit in the back. Yes, Mouri Hitomi was now about the same age as Kudo Shinichi after shrinking, and they were both in the second grade of elementary school.

"I don't know, uncle."

"Uncle, my plan is that you will live with your uncle from now on, so that someone can take care of you."

"I've been bothering uncle for so many years."

Li Zhongren shook his head.

"Besides, I seem to have grown up a lot during the years when I felt comatose. You don't have to treat me like a second grader. I can take care of myself."

"That's true."

Although Mouri Kogoro's detective skills are average, he used to be the ace policeman of the police force, so he still has some insight. This child's speech and behavior are indeed very mature, but considering that he is awake all the time, After staying in the dark for so many years, if I hadn't been so mature, I might have gone crazy.

"That's okay. I have always hired someone to maintain my brother's house regularly. If you go back, there will be no problem. If something happens, just call my uncle. However, I suggest that your school Go to Mihua Town, and Conan will be there to take care of you."

"Hey, uncle, are you using me now?"

Kudo Shinichi clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Mouri Kogoro with drooped eyes, but he didn't say anything. After all, he also liked Mouri Hitomi quite a bit, after such a while of contact.

A mature kid, great.

He finally doesn't have to face those little brats who don't have all their hair. Isn't it painful?

"I also like to be friends with Xiaotong."

"Me too."

Li Zhongren smiled and shook hands with Kudo Shinichi.

"Hey, Xiaotong, do you feel anything is different about you?"

The detective's curiosity is always strong, and he is still very curious about how Hitomi Mouri managed to revive his sluggish muscles. When he was discharged from the hospital, he actually walked out on his own, without any stumbling after being bedridden for many years.

"Yeah, it seems like there is a bit of it."

Li Zhongren tilted his head, thought for a while, and said.

"I remember, I don't know when, I felt very comfortable as long as I was exposed to the sun. I didn't even feel hungry, I just felt thirsty. Later, I could feel my body recovering little by little. This morning, I After waking up, I woke up naturally.”

"You won't be hungry if you are in the sun. You must be doing photosynthesis, but you don't have chlorophyll either."

"Okay, Conan, don't make random guesses. Doctors have said this kind of thing. Just boil it down to the miracle of the human body."

Maori Lan interrupted Kudo Shinichi's curiosity and looked at Maori Hitomi.

"Xiaotong, you have been in a coma for so long. Do you want to eat something? My sister will make it for you. Of course, it is best if it is easy to digest. After all, you just woke up and your stomach has not worked for many years. "

"Eel rice."

In fact, Li Zhongren doesn't know much about Japanese food, just sushi, ramen, etc. He has eaten all of them, although they are all the cheapest versions, but eel rice, he just watched Motoyasu in the cartoon I have eaten it, but I would not be willing to eat it in the real world. One portion costs dozens of dollars.

"Okay! Although eel rice is very complicated, my sister will make it for you!"

"Thank you sister."

The night is fading.

Maori Kogoro sent Li Zhongren to Maori Hitomi's home.

If a house has not been occupied for a long time, it will appear deserted and unpopular.

The same goes for this traditional Japanese courtyard.

Mouri Kogoro didn't lie. He did send people to take care of it regularly. The courtyard, the house, and everything in the house were in order and there was no dust. Looking at all this, the corners of Li Zhongren's eyes were a little moist. This was not him, but a remnant of his predecessor. Instinct, yes, instinct, not memory, because the memory has been devoured by him.

"Go in peace."

After sighing with emotion, Li Zhongren finally fell asleep naturally and naturally for the first time.

When he woke up again, it was already bright, and then he saw a pair of eyes looking at him quietly, it was Kudo Shinichi.

"Eh? Why are you here?"

Sister Xiaolan was worried about you, so she came over to take a look. Now it seems that you have no problem at all. The sound of Sister Lan making breakfast did not wake you up.

"Ha, maybe I'm too sleepy."

"Xiaotong, come have breakfast. Forget it, let's have lunch. After lunch we will go to the art museum to see the exhibition. Sister, I will take you to relax."

"Haha, Xiaotong, don't listen to Sister Lan."

Kudo Shinichi smiled and held his stomach.

"It's like this. Sister Lan heard someone say that the Medieval Art Museum in Mihua Town is said to be haunted by ghosts. It's the kind of armor that can move on its own despite being empty. The rumor has become very popular, so Sister Lan wants to go there. Look at the excitement. How is it possible? You don’t have to think about it. It’s probably fake!”

"That's not necessarily the case. There are so many magical things in this world, and there's nothing wrong with ghosts."

"Here's the thing."

Kudo Shinichi rubbed his head.

"But, Sister Lan, you must pay attention to the basic laws in everything. Whether you can crack a concrete pillar or make a small pupil wake up, it can all be attributed to the magic of the human body. However, at least modern science has not discovered such things as ghosts. What conclusive evidence?”

"I don't care, I want to go and see it. Will you go?"

"Haha, of course I went."

Kudo Shinichi grinned, "If I didn't go, I probably wouldn't even have dinner."

"Where are you, Xiaotong?"

"Of course I'm going. I'm happy to go out with my sister wherever I go."

"Look, look, Conan, look at what Xiaotong said. Come on, Xiaotong, my sister is going to feed you eels. Open your mouth."

Kudo Shinichi: "."

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Yoneka Town

Medieval Museum

It was already afternoon when a group of them arrived here, because they had to wait for Mouri Kogoro. He finished his work and came with them.

Of course, Mouri Kogoro originally didn't plan to come, but unfortunately in the face of Mouri Lan's threat of not cooking dinner, he finally gave in.

"Wow, there are a lot of people."

Seeing the surging flow of people in the art museum, Kudo Shinichi couldn't help but sigh. People really love to join in the fun, because he knew that this art museum was usually empty of people and was basically in a state of deficit and on the verge of bankruptcy.

Recently, because of the legend of ghosts, many people have come to watch.

It's a pity that it is a drop in the bucket.

When the heat is over, this art museum will probably be deserted again.

"Kubota! What are you doing!!"

Suddenly, a scolding attracted people's attention. Everyone followed the sound and looked over. An old man was preaching to a middle-aged man because he directly touched the painting with his hand.

"How many times have I told you to wear gloves!"

"Yes, yes, curator, I understand, you old fool"

However, when the curator left, he cursed softly.

"The art museum is about to close down, and you're still pretending to be a fool here."

"Sure enough, is it going to close down?"

Others were looking at the paintings, but Kudo Shinichi was not very interested. He liked to observe people, which was very good for his detective reasoning.

So, soon, he saw another scene.

The curator, who was very domineering just now, was hunched over in front of another middle-aged man.

Still through lip-reading, he saw the content of their conversation.

To put it simply, this art museum has been sold to this owner due to poor management, and this owner does not intend to engage in a money-losing business like an art museum, but plans to transform the place into a hotel.

Right now, due to the sudden increase in the number of people in the past few days, with the intention of not making any profit, the project has been suspended. After that, we will collect all the paintings here step by step, sell those that should be sold, and throw away those that should be. Throw.

Of course, it can be seen that the curator named Luo He does not want to accept this result. Unfortunately, his curator's name is nice. In the end, he is just a part-time worker and has no right to interfere with all this.

"Do you also like to observe people?"

Suddenly, Kudo Shinichi turned his eyes and found that Mouri Hitomi was also looking into the distance, so he asked curiously.