Conan: My Pure Love Exceeds the Limit

Chapter 1 The murderer is you!
"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"Why am I sitting on the toilet?"

"Am I the emperor on a golden toilet?"

Beiyuan opened his eyes dazedly and vaguely saw someone pointing at him, as if saying something like "You are the murderer" or "Kudo brother, you are really good."

The guy is a little handsome, but not as handsome as him, but very pretentious.

The woman has long and white legs, obvious muscle lines, a perky butt, a slender waist, and a majestic mind. It's just her hairstyle that's very strange!
He was wearing a black suit that made him feel a little breathless.

Are you selling insurance?
But are these people talking about the murderer?

What? I'm a murderer!

Beiyuan was startled and woke up instantly.

What a joke! Although he has been a gangster before, he doesn’t even dare to kill a chicken. How dare he kill someone?
This is too much of a compliment to me!
Moreover, he was clearly playing the three-stick combination Black Myth at home all night, preparing to complete the tenth round of Erlang Shen Zhenjun in a fancy way. In this case, how could he be the murderer!
Just follow the network cable and pierce the opponent to death with a move of Phoenix through Flowers, right?

click
Suddenly, a fat man in an orange windbreaker and a hat came up to him, grabbed his hand and handed him a pair of silver bracelets without saying a word.

"It's 6:00 PM, Mr. Shinji Kitahara, you are under arrest!"

click
The crisp sound rang out again, and the other hand was also cuffed.

Shinji Kitahara lowered his head and looked at the pair of silver bracelets he had just picked up. He saw his own stunned expression on the smooth surface of the silver bracelets and couldn't help but look up: "I didn't kill anyone!"

"Every murderer says this. Come back to the Metropolitan Police Department with us!" Officer Megure pulled the middle of the handcuffs and tried to pull Shinji Kitahara up, but failed.

“I really didn’t kill anyone!!!”

"Wait, are you Inspector Megure?" Kitahara Shinji looked surprised.

He was asking why the orange fat man in front of him looked so familiar, it turned out to be Inspector Megure.

So he traveled through time and space and came to the world of Detective Conan.

Rice flower stage, come if you have the chance?
No, how could I travel through time just by playing games all night?

And it's such a dangerous world. If you go out, you will become a murderer and go to prison to sing tears behind bars?
No, I need to save myself, but how can I convince the police that I didn't kill anyone?

Forget it, this is the first time I’ve encountered something like this and I have no experience, so I’d better let the professionals do it!

Dark blue?

exist?
Save it!

Ding! ! ! ! !
At this moment, my mind started ringing!
[Monthly survival reward extraction system. You can extract once every month of survival]

[Identity information is loading.]

【Loading completed.】

[Newbie gift pack is opening]

[Dump Truck Impact (entry), JOJO, This Is My Last Ripple (entry, from JOJO's Bizarre Adventure), STEAL (steal skill, from Best Wishes for the World), Traveler (entry, you can quickly integrate into any world), Beika Shopping Mall Shopping Card *1 (10 yen)]

[Host]: Shinji Kitahara
Age: 25
Occupation: Yamada Financial Company, Field Staff

[Entry]: JOJO, this is my last ripple: you have obtained the inheritance of the ripple.

[Traveler]: You can quickly integrate into any world.

[Dump Truck Impact]: Summons a heavy truck loaded with cargo (active). All vehicles will automatically deflect when about to hit you (passive).

[Skill]: STEAL (Steal): Randomly steal items from the target, three times a day. [Item]: 1 Beika Shopping Mall Card (100,000 yen)

hmm~~~
In an instant, Kitahara Shinji's breathing changed, becoming smoother and smoother. Strands of strength were injected into his body. After staying up all night, his body warmed up and he couldn't help but let out a light hum.

At the same time, a memory that did not belong to him was loaded at this moment and played out in the form of a movie.

Shinji Kitahara, male, 25 years old, Japanese, living in Beika-cho, Tokyo, is an employee of a financial company affiliated with Yamada Financial Company, specializing in debt collection.

Today, Shinji Kitahara killed a man here, a debtor who didn't pay back his money. He killed him with cyanide, a common poison in Beika Town. He stuffed the poison into his mouth and he died in the pit next door.

Then he came to this world and replaced this person silently, and the replaced person was absorbed by the system and converted into energy, thus opening up.

But some identification documents were left behind and no one noticed.

Besides that, this guy looked exactly like him, and it was like he was looking in a mirror.

In addition, when this guy was fed poison, he resisted, leaving a lot of claw marks on his wrists. This is one of the reasons why Kudo Shinichi said he was the murderer.

But Shinji Kitahara is Shinji Kitahara, he is him, they are different!
Because he traveled through time with his physical body, not his soul.

Even if they have the same appearance and height, their blood type and DNA are different.
"Kudo Shinichi, you said I was the murderer, where is the evidence?" Kitahara Shinji stood up, looked at Kudo Shinichi and asked in a deep voice.

"Evidence?" Kudo Shinichi said with his usual confidence, "The wound on your wrist is the best evidence. It was caused when you made the victim take the cyanide poison."

"And there are still skin flakes left between the nails of the deceased!"

"Heh," Kitahara Shinji said sarcastically, raising the corner of his mouth. "Is this the savior of the Neon Police, Kudo Shinichi? He's nothing special!"

Hearing this, Kudo Shinichi's face darkened and he felt that something was wrong.

"Inspector Megure, please help me roll up my sleeves!" Kitahara Shinji made a request.

Officer Megure nodded, reached out and rolled up Kitahara Shinji's sleeve, and then his pupils shrank: "No! No wound!!"

"What?" Kudo Shinichi was startled, and a bad premonition came true. He walked over quickly, observed it carefully, and even touched it.

No!

No!

Really not!

"Enough!" Kitahara Shinji felt a chill and took a step back.

He is quite bothered by this kind of contact.

"Really not." Kudo Shinichi was distraught, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Shinichi." Xiaolan, who was not far away, was a little worried.

"I didn't kill him in the first place." Kitahara Shinji smiled at Kudo Shinichi's appearance: "Of course there are no scars!"

Now, offense and defense are easy!

What do the criminal evidence and wounds left by Shinji Kitahara in the Conan world have to do with me!
I inherited your identity, but I am not going to inherit your crimes!
And brother Tongzi, well done, so professional!
"Brother Kudo, what's going on?" Inspector Megure came over and asked in a low voice.

"I" Kudo Shinichi hesitated, not knowing how to explain. This was different from his reasoning!

"Could it be that the wound is on other parts of the body?" asked Officer Megure.

Hearing this, Kudo Shinichi sighed and said, "Let's go to the hospital for a checkup."

He knew that he had been tricked by the prisoner.

But no matter what, this guy is definitely the criminal!
(End of this chapter)