The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 47: What is without beginning and end? (Please vote! Please collect! And please read it QAQ)

The moment he took the letter, Conan could feel the doctor's burning gaze, as if all his hopes were placed on him.

"Doctor, no matter what game this is, we will find the truth." Conan whispered, his tone firm as if he was making a vow.

Then, when he took the envelope, he immediately felt that there was a small area inside the envelope with a different thickness and a cool feeling.

Conan poured the thing out of the envelope.

A business card.

A metallic business card, a texture and style Conan had never seen before. It was not an ordinary square shape, but more like—

"A Melting Clock"

Conan saw the riddle the doctor mentioned at first sight. It was copied on the back of the business card. It was a simple riddle written in the five most common languages:

"Yesterday cannot be retrieved, today is hard to trace, the future has no shadow, what is there without a beginning and an end?"

Turning to the front, you will see the logo and name of "Science Frontiers".

The puzzle was simple. "The answer is time," Conan saw the answer immediately. He thought, "This matches the meaning of the watch."

"But why time? Time..."

Conan muttered, thinking about the connection between "time" and the previous case.

"I have no idea at all," Conan held his head and looked at the doctor. Somehow, he suddenly stopped being as anxious as before to unpack and search for the secrets of those events.

He first asked Dr. Agasa for his opinion.

"Doctor, can I see what's in that letter?"

"Of course," Dr. Agasa smiled with some satisfaction. Conan's sense of justice was one of the reasons why he believed in him. "I believe you can find out the truth, Shinichi."

Then Conan began to read the letter in a low voice. It was a very short letter.

From Dr. Agasa: (Actually, the doctor’s name is Dr. Agasa)

Dear friends,
After receiving your letter, I felt a huge shock in my heart.

I have been trying to stay calm and face everything rationally, but now, all of this is no longer within the scope of rational explanation.

do you know?

I tried to ask those who had contacted the "Science Frontiers" organization on your behalf, and although they had long since remained silent, someone finally wrote back to me.

**Messy, illegible handwriting**
The content of the reply letter almost took my breath away. It revealed a truth that we cannot imagine, and this truth is so magnificent that it can even be said to be beyond the scope of common sense.

All our guesses and all our efforts turned out to be so wrong that they were not even worth mentioning.

The question you gave me was a door to another reality, a door from which there was no return. But when the truth was revealed, I found myself already trapped.

I once thought I understood the world, or at least had a superficial understanding of reality, but I was so wrong! You can't imagine what they discovered! And now, I have decided to step into it.

**Messy, illegible handwriting**
I'm sorry, forgive me for not being able to tell you the answer directly. Because once you know it, you will never be able to return to your original world - just like me, deeply trapped by this endless mystery, unable to extricate myself.

But please believe me, you can find the answers to all these questions, as long as you have the courage to keep going. You have the ability to see things that others cannot see, and your eyes are sharper than anyone else's.

But I also advise you not to go too deep into it. I know you can't believe it, but it's the truth.

This made me decide that I would disappear in time, and I decided to embrace death.

**Messy, illegible handwriting**
**Mad ravings**
Whatever you decide, remember that once you step into the heart of this mystery, there is no turning back.

Sincerely,

Dr. Ashley.

On the back of the long letter was a barely recognizable, even more distorted version of a Dalí drawing, covered in the same messy scribbles.

"This...this is..."

Conan was speechless. As a high school detective, he couldn't understand those messy and complicated formulas at all. A young detective comic didn't require the protagonist to know Maxwell's equations or have decades of immersion and profound insights into space-time theory.

Or is it because this doesn't count as a case?
Dr. Agasa took note of the doubt in Conan's eyes and began to guide Conan calmly.

"I received one last call from him," Dr. Agasa placed the half watch back on the laboratory table he had just straightened. "He told me that half of the watch was the key to the problem."

"But it's obvious the bottom half is missing."

This brings things back into familiar territory for Conan.

"Leave it to me!" Conan suddenly remembered something, and his detective instinct kicked in. "Doctor! Do you remember what happened to me?"

"what happened to you?"

"I've shrunk! This might be the greatest manifestation of [time]! That Black Organization, and these people wearing watches—"

“Absolutely no connection!!!”

The doctor was almost frightened to death by Conan's words.

"How could a theoretical physics research collaboration organization be related to chemistry and murder?" Dr. Agasa quickly explained in the face of Conan's puzzled look.

"You can even find it on search engines, but because it's a scientific organization without borders, it wasn't very well-known before."

"How did you associate it with the people who shrunk you, or did you find a related connection in Kogoro's office these days?"

"Alas - you are right, and the drug that made me smaller should be the side effect of the poison," Conan sighed again when he remembered Gin's mumbling before he fell into a coma.

"Then there's one more thing to investigate."

"Oh! It's getting late." The doctor glanced at the sky outside the window casually and decided to end the topic that was beginning to become dangerous. "You have to go back quickly, otherwise it will be very troublesome if Xiaolan comes looking for you."

"What a bad day today," the doctor pointed to the messy room, "I guess I'll have to stay up all night to clean up again."

"Or do you want me to call Xiaolan and ask you to stay with me to clean up—"

"No, no!"

Before the doctor even finished speaking, he saw Conan smile awkwardly and run to the door of the villa with unusual enthusiasm.

The doctor only heard him turn around and shout at him.

"Anyway, thank you for your help, Doctor! And don't forget to continue gathering information for me!"

This kid, the doctor smiled and shook his head, asked me for help when he got into trouble.

Fortunately, I don't have to clean up the mess this time. Thinking of the phone number of the logistics support department that he asked Lin Sheng for, the doctor smiled.

Picking up the phone, he dialed the number to the Alliance: "I need someone to help clean up the house. Yes, that's right, just like last time, the disguise must be the same size as mine, so that Conan can't find it through light and shadow."

"No problem, Dr. Agasa," the voice on the other end of the phone sounded so pleasant to him.

Except for the next sentence.

"Dr. Bai asked me to tell you that I invite you to come tonight to witness the experimental results of the research layer. If you happen to be free tonight..."

"I'll go," Dr. Agasa said with a stiff smile.

Although I did make Lin Sheng change his attitude towards the story timeline, uh, it seems that maybe, maybe I will be a little "misunderstood" in the future.

And he has to go--

Considering that the future alliance may have really cracked the secret of the "loop", as a member of the "story timeline" in the first alliance, Dr. Agasa knows that he must at least not allow the other timeline to be absolutely hostile.

"The road ahead is long and arduous—"

Sighing, Dr. Agasa patted his cheeks to cheer himself up.

"Come on, Agasa, you can do it."

(End of this chapter)