Shirou's clones number 30 million

Having a child after marriage is an even greater challenge.

The quickest solution Hayami Shirou could think of was to awaken her magical powers.

For a magician, magic power is equivalent to life force.

But for ordinary people, magic is not the same as vitality; it is more like an amplification.

If you only want to improve your physical fitness rather than delve into the field of magic, then awakening your magic power is sufficient.

“Nana, start.”

"Ah."

As soon as Sanzenin Nagi finished posing and closed her eyes, she felt an extremely warm sensation coming from behind her.

At the same time, countless points of light of different colors appeared in the surrounding darkness.

"so beautiful."

"Don't just look at it. These are magical factors that I simulated. Try to absorb them into your body. Each point of light represents a different type of magic."

Simply put, Hayami Shirou released the magic power within him into his body, filling the air with magical elements and forcibly simulating the environment of a magical world.

In any world, this would be an enormous waste. Even the most powerful magician couldn't withstand such abuse; a single misstep could exhaust their magic and lead to their death.

"Am I going to be a magical girl from now on?"

"Don't think about those things. I'm just helping you get started. If you want to delve deeper, you'll need to practice diligently on your own. I'll leave you a few potion recipes later..."

"It seems that only the gold and blue dots can be dragged; the other dots ignore me."

"Gold represents light, and blue represents water. You can choose whichever you prefer. There are no magic factors in this world, so the only way to increase magic power is through potions. Cultivating both at the same time is too difficult."

"I chose gold... It's so hard, it takes so long to drag one."

"No need to rush. Magic training is never something that can be accomplished overnight. Your goal is ten points of light. Ten magic factors can be combined to form a trace of magic power. This is the standard for beginners."

"clear."

"Once you have a trace of magic power, you can use magic potions to cultivate. As for meditation, there are no magic factors in this world, so if I'm not around, it's just a waste of time."

"Don't talk to me, it's distracting."

"Okay... Good luck."

Chapter 421 Are you really not the same person?

Chapter 421, Section 422: Are you really not the same person?

That morning, Ran Mouri went to a coffee shop to meet her mother, Eri Kisaki, as agreed several days earlier.

However, to everyone's surprise, his father, Kogoro Mouri, was also there.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Actually, your mother and I have already decided to get back together."

"Why……?"

Ran Mouri looked surprised and involuntarily exclaimed.

"That's great! You two have finally stopped arguing. But why so suddenly? What happened somewhere I don't know about?"

"It's nothing, I just felt that Eri was too lonely by herself, and I couldn't bear to let her always be alone."

Before Kogoro Mouri could finish speaking, Eri Kisaki scoffed:

"Who was it that suddenly ran over crying last night and loudly confessed their love?"

"This... is me."

"Why aren't you being stubborn anymore?"

"Um... I'm afraid you'll leave again." Kogoro Mouri's voice grew softer and softer.

Seeing this, Eri Kisaki's smile widened, and she gently took his hand, saying with a smile:

"Don't worry, although I don't know who said what to you, as long as you don't act recklessly like before, I won't leave."

Ran Mouri looked at Kogoro Mouri with utter astonishment, her face full of surprise.

What exactly happened during the years I was away from home?

Why has Dad suddenly become so gentle?

But this is really great!

Meanwhile, following Shirou Hayami's order, police forces from around the world mobilized to arrest members of the Black Organization at the designated locations.

Meanwhile, Shiro Hayami himself, along with Shinichi Kudo and numerous members of the Metropolitan Police Department, arrived at a church in Tokyo.

“You are under arrest, Father.”

The priest slowly turned around and raised the gun in his hand.

"Hayami Shirou, I know you."

"Don't move!"

"Put down your gun! Don't move!"

The priest ignored everyone else and stared directly at Shiro Hayami, amidst the guns of numerous police officers.

"I never imagined that I would be surrounded by you and your men here."

"To be precise, I hadn't thought about it until last night."

"You're very capable. You managed to find something on me based solely on clues provided by those few good-for-nothings."

"Moreover, they chose such a good time, before I had reverted to my true form."

"If I die here, the outside world will probably say that a certain church priest has been providing assistance to a transnational criminal organization."

"What do you want to say?" Hayami Shirou asked calmly.

“I will not be caught by you, just as Professor Moriarty was never caught by Holmes.”

As he spoke, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and after taking a few steps back, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

All the police officers rushed over and began to check on him.

Upon seeing this, Hayami Shirou shook his head slightly.

"So that's how it was? The gun was just bait."

In reality, he had already taken the poison, and the reason he was in that posture was simply to wait for the poison to take effect.

After all, very few drugs cause instant death upon ingestion; most involve a process of onset.

Suddenly, as if he had just thought of something, Shinichi Kudo pinched the priest's face a few times and slowly peeled off a mask.

Below it was a face whose age was impossible to discern.

At first glance, she looks only in her twenties, but upon closer inspection, she looks more like she's in her thirties, and you could easily mistake her for someone in their forties.

Most importantly, he had seen this face more than once.

"So you were the leader of the Black Organization!"

This is indeed an unexpected yet perfectly reasonable answer.

……

Inside the coffee shop.

As they were talking, Ran Mouri suddenly heard some guests who had just entered mention Shinichi Kudo, and she immediately ran over.

"Did you guys mention Shinichi Kudo?"

"Huh...? You didn't know? Shinichi Kudo has been resurrected."

"I never imagined that he would suffer the same fate as Kuroba Touichi..."

Amidst the chatter of the group, Ran Mouri returned to her seat, took out her phone, and began searching for Shinichi Kudo.

Five years later, mobile phones have evolved from flip phones to smartphones, with the addition of internet access.

Finding news online has also become very easy.

The moment I clicked the search button, numerous entries appeared on my browser.

One of the most popular videos caught her full attention.

Clicking on it will bring up a live interview on the screen.

Shinichi Kudo, who looks exactly like Kaito Kuroba, is standing with Shirou Hayami, being interviewed by a reporter. The location seems to be outside the church where Kaito Kuroba got married last time.

"Mr. Kudo, you look exactly like Kaito Kid. Are you the same person?"

"Of course not! Look closely, our hairstyles are completely different. Besides, we are not related by blood at all, we just happen to look alike."

"Did Mr. Kudo really not spend the five years he was missing becoming a phantom thief? (laughs)"

"How could that be! Everyone says we're not the same person."

"I wonder if Mr. Kudo would be interested in appearing on the same variety show as Kaito Kid? That way, we can prove to the whole country that you are not the same person."

"I'm not interested. If you don't have any other questions, I'll leave now."

"Please wait a moment. As we agreed beforehand, there are still many questions we haven't asked yet."

"Please hurry, I'm in a rush, thank you."

"understand!"

The reporter smiled slightly and said seriously:

"Then, on behalf of all the reporters, I would like to ask Mr. Kudo to briefly recount his experiences over the past five years."

“Alright.” Shinichi Kudo sighed softly and slowly began, “Five years ago, I was targeted by a black-clad organization. To avoid threatening the safety of my family and friends, I had no choice but to go into hiding…”

"And now, thanks to Detective Hayami's help, all the members of the organization have finally been captured, and this shocking case has been solved."

"Now I can finally live a normal life, all thanks to Detective Hayami's help. For details of the case, please interview Detective Hayami."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.