Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 76 It smells so good, it must taste amazing! (Seeking first subscription of 56)

Maori Detective Agency.

Natsukawa sat on the sofa, listening to Kogoro Mouri recount the matter of Dr. Ogawa's request for his services.

"I see." Xia Chuan didn't expect Dr. Xiao Chuan to come so quickly. He thought that the other party would at least inquire about Uncle Mori's resume first.

However, this also shows that he cares a lot about this matter.

Natsukawa felt a little embarrassed by Uncle Mori's thanks.

Even if he hadn't mentioned it to Dr. Ogawa, Dr. Ogawa would have been guided to Kogoro Mouri's detective agency by the power of Conan's teachings; he had only played a role in speeding things up.

It has little effect, but it is still very useful for deepening one's relationship with the Maori family.

"Yes, I really should thank you properly, Natsukawa." Kogoro Mouri picked up his wine glass, waved it in front of Natsukawa as a toast, and then gulped it down in one go.

"Wow, this is so refreshing! Craft beer really does have to be the best!"

Kogoro Mouri stuck out his tongue in the shape of Pikachu's tail, his face flushed red, clearly showing signs of intoxication.

There were four or five beer bottles and two or three small dishes on the table.

Kogoro Mori was the one drinking the alcohol. Natsukawa didn't really like beer and wasn't very interested. He just politely drank one bottle and then stopped.

After glancing at the casserole dish he had brought and then at Conan, who had just finished taking a shower, Natsukawa was itching to try it.

"Conan, it's time to take your medicine. Your immunity is at its weakest—I mean, strongest—right after a bath, so it'll be most effective when you take it."

"Uh..." Conan paused for a moment while drying his hair after taking a shower, swallowed hard, and his hair stood on end.

Strange, I have a bad feeling about this.

Looking at Natsukawa's smile, Conan felt that something was wrong, and his sixth sense was reminding him not to drink.

But why?

Why can't I drink it? Why should I?
Trust your intuition, doubt your intuition, and be skeptical and willing to try everything.

Conan immediately found an excuse for himself, putting his intuition aside. Uncle Natsukawa was such a good person, he definitely wouldn't betray him.

And it smells so good.

"Okay~" Conan replied in his childish voice.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door.

"Who could it be at this hour?" Xiaolan asked curiously as she opened the door, looked around, and then looked down to see a pink-haired child.

"Oh, it's Anya!" Xiaolan squatted down and hugged Anya, who was reaching out for a hug.

Sure enough, Anya is cuter than Conan; at least she's cuter when she acts cute and charming.

"Ania, what brings you here? Didn't you take Bond for a walk?" Xia Chuan asked curiously.

My gaze shifted downwards to the doorway, but I couldn't see Bond anywhere.

"Ah!" (￣△￣；)
"Bond said he can handle it himself, I don't need to go." Bond was bribed by her with sausages and has already gone for a walk with his leash in his mouth.

Anya wouldn't miss the moment when Conan eats Aunt Yole's cooking.

Whether the problem lies with her own health, with Aunt Yor's cooking, or with the ingredients from an unscrupulous vendor, the answer will soon be revealed.

She's really worried about her mind-reading superpowers not returning yet.

Aunt Joel's stew, could it possibly make her superpowers disappear? That's ridiculous.

Okay, actually, superpowers aren't important. Her main purpose is to see Conan make a fool of himself.

"Conan, haven't you eaten yet?" Anya's eyes scanned the casserole dish back and forth, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed that no one had eaten yet. She had finally made it in time.

"I was just about to eat, you wouldn't..."

Conan's dead fish eyes.

Could it be that Anya is here to steal his food?
These folk remedies are all medicinal diets, and it's said that they won't work if you don't eat enough of them, so we can't let Anya get away with it.

"Uncle Xia Chuan just said that girls can't eat this kind of medicinal food, and they can't even smell it." Conan felt it was necessary to remind Anya, otherwise half of the medicine's effects would probably end up in her stomach.

"Hmph~ If you want to keep it all to yourself, just say so. But I, Anya, am not the kind of person who would accept handouts. You can eat it without worry, I won't take it from you."

"That's good." Conan muttered, clearly recalling some unpleasant experiences at school; Anya had a history of stealing food!
Anya: ()
I won't eat; I'll just watch you eat and see how many bites you can manage.

All Anya can say is, I'm doing my best to cooperate with your performance.
Xia Chuan opened the lid of the casserole, and a strange aroma sobered up Kogoro Mori, who was still quite drunk.

"Hmm~ what is this? It smells pretty good." Kogoro Mouri looked thoughtful, his nose twitching as if trying to determine what ingredients were inside by smell.

However, after a few rounds of drinks, his sense of smell was greatly diminished, and he couldn't detect anything after smelling for a long time.

Thinking about it, Kogoro Mouri's appetite was whetted, and he picked up his chopsticks to take a bite of the dish to test its quality.

He assured that it wasn't because he wanted to eat it, but because he had just received ten million yen in child support from Conan's mother and had to fulfill his responsibilities as a guardian, including tasting the food.

"Dad! This is Conan's medicinal food. If you eat it, the medicine won't be strong enough."

Before Ran could finish speaking, Kogoro Mouri had already picked up a bite of stew and started chewing it with smacking sounds.

"Wow~"

Kogoro Mouri stuck out his tongue, his face showing a completely different expression than before, and then...
He suddenly lost his balance, and a familiar scene appeared before Conan and Ran.

After fidgeting and swaying a few times, Kogoro Mouri plopped down on the sofa, resting one hand on the edge of the sofa, his head lowered and he remained motionless. "." ×4
Xia Chuan's lips twitched, and he quickly tried to cover it up, "Uncle Mori seems to be drunk."

Stone hammered.

It really was Joel's method that was problematic. He had carefully selected the ingredients, so there was definitely nothing wrong with them. However, the effect after eating them was similar to that of an anesthetic injection.

The cause has been found; it has been confirmed that the problem lies with the Joel stew.

It has a pleasant aroma, but the fact that it can cause dizziness and food poisoning is undeniable.

but
I promised to let Conan test the poison, and I mean what I say.

"Conan, come on, it's time to take your medicine."

Xia Chuan picked up the casserole and brought it to Conan, looking as kind as a father. He even blew on it several times to make sure the temperature was just right before putting it to Conan's lips.

"Uh, Uncle Xia Chuan, you're too kind. There's no need for that."

Conan was a little uncomfortable; it had been many years since anyone had fed him like this, and the situation brought back childhood memories.

Back then, my parents were still alive, and my life couldn't be more comfortable.

Now, things are completely different. I still have to face Uncle Maori's loving iron fist from time to time. It's painful.
However, Uncle Mori's alcohol tolerance isn't very good today; he passed out after only four bottles.

"I'll do it myself."

Conan took the casserole. After all, he was a seventeen-year-old high school detective, and his sense of shame made him take matters into his own hands.

“Yeah, let Conan do it himself, he’s a big kid now.” Anya stared intently, the corners of her mouth unable to stop the smile from curving upwards.

Conan sat down on the sofa, glanced at his drunken father-in-law (who was speechless), rolled his eyes, and then picked up a soup spoon.

He didn't put it directly in his mouth, but took a sniff first. "It smells so good, it must taste really good!"

“Right, I think so too,” Anya said quietly.

She was fooled by Aunt Joel's deception.

The aromas of various ingredients intertwine, creating a rich and refreshing fragrance that whets the appetite.

So, yesterday she took a big bite, and that one bite almost killed her.

"Then I won't be polite!" Conan clapped his hands, scooped up a big spoonful, and blew on it to cool it down.

Ah woo~
chirp-

Conan rolled his eyes, feeling for the first time how heavy his clever brain felt.

Is this how Uncle Mori feels every time I shoot him unconscious?

So realistic.

boom!
Conan's head landed steadily in the casserole, the spoon in his hand clattering to the ground, and the casserole bubbled and gurgled.

Xia Chuan quickly helped Conan up; it would be a bit funny if the main character suffocated by the stew.

"What's wrong with Conan? Can't be?" Ran looked at her father, then at Conan, her heart filled with worry, and countless question marks popped into her head.

It was supposed to be a medicinal meal, but how come I fell into the pot after just one bite? This isn't normal.

"It's fine."

Xia Chuan waved his hand, indicating that this was how the medicinal diet was prepared. Then he took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out two pills, and fed them to the two unconscious people.

These are the detox capsules he asked Dr. Ogawa for in advance. Taking these detox capsules immediately after food poisoning can quickly detoxify the body.

It took too long to get Anya to the hospital yesterday, and with all the tests and other procedures, it was almost an hour before she was given her medication. By then, some of the toxins had been broken down by her digestive system, which is why she had to stay in the hospital for a day.

"This is a medicinal guide. Give it to him again in two hours, and he will be cured. It will also help Uncle Mori sober up." Xia Chuan handed the medicine bottle to Xiao Lan.

"Is...is that really true?" Xiaolan was a little doubtful. She took the medicine bottle and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find the name of the medicine on it. Something felt off.

Xia Chuan had already torn off the label on the medicine bottle beforehand, so nothing could be seen.

"of course."

Xia Chuan touched Conan's forehead. "Look, the fever is gone. It's effective immediately. Next is detoxification. Just remember to give him the medicine in two hours, and the lesions will completely disappear after he goes to the toilet."

As expected, it had the function of reducing fever. Xia Chuan herself was shocked. Miss Joel's stew was so powerful. Was this the power of Conan's science? It was too unscientific.

"Is it really that amazing? But..."

"Fighting poison with poison, isn't Conan better now? Don't worry, my folk remedy will definitely be fine."

Xia Chuan gave a thumbs up, indicating that the effect was excellent and there was no need to worry.

Xiaolan: "What I mean is, Dad didn't have a cold, so why did he faint?"

"Ahem, Uncle Mori was too fast just now, I didn't have time to stop him. This stuff is not for healthy people to drink."

Xia Chuan touched his nose. Kogoro Mouri had been incredibly fast; he must have been using all his strength. But it wasn't a big problem.
"It's okay, it won't kill you. Just remember to take your medicine, and you'll be fine in two hours. Just eat more fruit tomorrow to get more vitamins."

Xiaolan:
Xia Chuan spent some time helping Xiao Lan carry the two children, one big and one small, to the bedroom.

Anya filmed the whole thing, and somehow she ended up with a camera in her hand. Natsukawa didn't see it clearly, but he guessed it was probably when Conan picked up the spoon.

(End of this chapter)