Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 77: Just asking if your fever is better! (Seeking first subscription of 66)

Xia Chuan and Anya returned home, and soon after, Yoel called.

It seems she really cares about her stew.

"How is it, Mr. Natsukawa? Conan is alright, right? It's not that there's something wrong with my stew, is it?"

Xia Chuan:.
"Uh, this one."

Xia Chuan Aba Aba couldn't utter a word for a long time. He wanted to say that it wasn't Yoel's fault, but if he did, Yoel would definitely make stew for him.

this.
"Could it be that there's something wrong with my cooking?" Joel's voice trembled, finding it hard to accept.

Yuri was fine after eating it.

Is it possible that Yuri will be fine if only he eats my cooking?
That's not impossible, after all, she's only ever cooked for her younger brother in her entire life.

Although he didn't see Joel's face, Xia Chuan could already imagine the expression on his face as if he had lost his faith.

After much explanation, Xia Chuan finally managed to get Joel to let go of his obsession with stew.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chuan pondered for a long time, looking at the casserole dish that had been brought back to him.

There are also quite a few stews inside.

Anya, meanwhile, watched the video over and over in her room, laughing as she watched, completely forgetting the painful experience of losing her superpowers as a result.

"This looks really exciting, we have to share it with the other three members of the Junior Detective Club."

Returning to Xia Chuan's perspective, he sniffed again.

Perhaps we should send this to Frank for testing. It's clearly all normal food, so why is this happening? It causes dizziness immediately after consumption. It's comparable to the wristwatch-shaped tranquilizer gun invented by Professor Agasa.

I don't know if there will be any long-term effects.

However, Miss Joel said her brother was fine after eating it, which is impossible.

Could it be that Miss Joel's brother has some kind of anti-toxin constitution?

Forget it, don’t think about it so much.

Xia Chuan found some small glass bottles and poured some of the stew broth into them. This stuff can sometimes be used as ether.

As for the issue of it expiring if stored for too long, that is not within the scope of consideration.

I'm so confused by you. You're still worried about whether it's expired or not. It's ridiculous.

The next morning, there was a knock on the door of the Natsukawa family.

After Xia Chuan opened the door in a daze, he found two utterly wronged people standing outside.

"Uncle Mori, and little Conan, what brings you here so early?"

Looking at the time, it's not even eight o'clock yet. As an unemployed person, this is the perfect time to stay in bed. Being woken up is really annoying.

However, the two people at the door looked rather strange, and their complexions were also rather pale.

Well.
Looks like he had quite a bit of diarrhea yesterday.

Could it be that they've come to confront us and demand an explanation?

Xia Chuan chuckled and invited the two people into his home.

After sitting on the sofa, the two remained silent, looking at Xia Chuan with the eyes of enemies.

"What... what happened?!" Natsukawa licked his lips, chuckled dryly, and changed the subject. "By the way, Conan's fever has completely subsided, right?"

"Ah."

Conan nodded indifferently, gritted his teeth, and snorted coldly.

“Hey, Xia Chuan, why didn’t you stop me from eating stew yesterday?”

Kogoro Mouri was filled with righteous indignation. Last night, he spent almost an hour holding the toilet and taking a dump. When he pulled up his pants, he almost couldn't stand up.

The thought alone sends chills down his spine, and even now his legs are still a little numb.

"Uh," Xia Chuan shrugged, "It's just that Uncle Mori is too fast. Even if I wanted to stop him, I would have to keep up with his speed."

So, is this really about what happened yesterday, and they're here to interrogate me?

Conan admitted that his diarrhea was his problem, but as for Uncle Mori, it was clearly Uncle Mori who insisted on eating it.

Seriously, it wasn't that he deliberately didn't stop him, it's just that Uncle Mori was too fast.

"Cough cough." Uncle Mori had a bit of a blackout from drinking yesterday, and he thought Natsukawa had fed him the medicine, so he was a little embarrassed. "As for me, Uncle Natsukawa didn't say beforehand that this folk remedy would cause severe diarrhea, to the point where there's nothing left to diarrhea."

"I'm doing this for your own good. I'm just asking if your fever is better."

"But."

"Conan, a cold doesn't get better in a day. If it weren't for this folk remedy, you would have had a fever for at least two more days, and then your throat would have hurt and you would have felt weak all over. Dr. Ogawa has an appointment with Uncle Mori to investigate today, how can you be Uncle Mori's assistant when you have a fever?"

Natsukawa's seemingly selfless approach left Conan speechless.

Indeed, if you don't eat stew, a cold usually lasts three to seven days, and Uncle Mori definitely won't let him go with him to solve the case during that time.

However, this folk remedy is too outdated. If there is a next time, he still wants to take regular cold medicine.

Seeing that Conan's expression had relaxed considerably, Natsukawa breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to fool him.

"By the way, did Uncle Mori want to see me about something?"

Speaking of this, Uncle Mori's expression softened considerably. "Hehe, it's about Dr. Ogawa. I'm here to ask if you want to come with me to investigate."

This case was recommended by Xia Chuan, which is why he came to inquire about it.

Xia Chuan thought for a moment and shook his head; he still had things to take care of today.

However, he could provide Uncle Mori with some of the information he had already gathered. After all, it was a human life, and a child at that. It was best to catch the murderer as soon as possible, just in case.

Strangely, ever since Anya came into his life, he has suddenly become much more attentive to children.

"By the way, if Uncle Mori is going to investigate, he could start by looking into Dr. Ogawa's patients."

Xia Chuan relayed all the information he had obtained from Frank to the other party.

"I heard this from a nurse when Anya was hospitalized yesterday. Dr. Ogawa is a nice person and doesn't seem to have any deep-seated grudges against anyone at the hospital. I don't know about his personal life, but since the package was sent to the hospital, it's likely related to the hospital."

"The only possibility is the child who died two years ago. It is said that the child's father kept cursing Dr. Ogawa as a quack."

Kogoro Mouri was surprised that Natsukawa had already given him a good idea before the investigation had even started. He nodded repeatedly, thinking that Natsukawa's reasoning ability was quite good and that his trip had not been in vain.

"Eh, so Uncle Natsukawa suspects this matter is related to the child who died two years ago? Is the child's parents planning to take revenge on Dr. Natsukawa?"

Conan stroked his chin and asked, "But isn't this a bit too outrageous? That child was clearly already seriously ill when he arrived at the hospital."

Xia Chuan shrugged. He couldn't understand the Beika people's way of thinking, let alone the Beika father who had lost his child. He hoped that Conan would not judge things by common sense and would instead use his imagination.

"It's very likely, but that's just my speculation. We'll have to wait for Uncle Mori, the famous detective, to investigate. By the way, I heard that Dr. Ogawa has a five-year-old son. That might be the target of their investigation."

"Yes." Kogoro Mouri nodded solemnly. "I will investigate thoroughly."

"After all, I'm the famous detective Kogoro Mouri!"

He's getting smug again. It's always because of me.

Conan silently made a comment from the side.

What famous detective? He's just a drunkard who loves to drink. If it weren't for Ran, I wouldn't have become one.
Uh... okay, it's a win-win situation.

Uncle Mori needs to solve the case, and he needs to use Uncle Mori to cover up his own identity. It can only be said that both sides benefit, and neither of them suffers a loss.

Since it involved lives, Kogoro Mouri didn't stay at the Natsukawa house any longer. Once he was sure that Natsukawa wouldn't be able to come along, he left with his burden, Conan.

After seeing off the two plagues and the grim reaper, Xia Chuan glanced out the window with a strange expression.

Oh shit!

What a bright sun!

Yesterday was a cold winter day with snow covering the ground and a biting wind blowing.

But this is good, the weather is back to normal, and we can finally put cherry blossom viewing on the agenda.

He remembered that the appointment with Joel was supposed to be the day after tomorrow.

Uh... whether it's the day after tomorrow or not, we'll have to find an opportunity to ask Frank.

Xia Chuan walked to the window and marveled at the sight of withered trees sprouting new buds and green willows swaying their tender branches.

The time it takes for a leaf to grow from a tender bud to a mature leaf is visible to the naked eye, and it takes less than half a day.

By noon, Tokyo had fully returned to springtime.

This is really Ke Xue's work. Doesn't anyone find this situation strange?
(End of this chapter)