Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

Zhixing watched the mist on his glasses slowly dissipate, and Conan's figure appeared in front of Zhixing as the mist dissipated.

"Not exactly. I just heard from a kid that it might be you, and then I discovered the location when I was asking around."

Conan propped up his glasses with his hand, looked up at the paper man sitting on the ground and said hello:

"Good evening, Kamijou Touma, the man who calls himself the future."

"Oh, it sounds like you have a different opinion of me."

Zhi Xing wiped his mouth with a tissue, dropped it into the empty cup, sealed it with a fork, and pushed it aside. Then, he clasped his hands together in a classic commander's pose and asked:

"Tell me, what brings you here so late at night?"

Conan first turned around and closed the door he had just entered, then walked up to Zhixing and sat down on the bed where Zhixing was about to sleep without any hesitation and said:

"Use a list to prove your identity, and use Lan's good luck to show your magical knowledge."

"And I've also seen with my own eyes that there is indeed something about you that I don't quite understand."

"But I don't understand, what has been your motivation all along?"

Zhi Xing looked at the puzzled eyes on Conan's small head and laughed contemptuously:

"Didn't I tell you when we first met? I'm only here to experiment and make money."

"Did you say it?"

"Ah? Didn't I say that? What did I say then?"

When Zhixing heard Conan's question, he was a little confused at first, and suddenly felt that he couldn't remember what settings he had told to whom.

"You were just introducing your own fabricated background back then. I'm afraid you wanted me to help you find some loopholes."

Conan shook his head, feeling that Zhixing was like many of the witnesses he had met, the type who easily lost track of details and even had confused memories.

"But making money? That's your original purpose, right? That's why you used the experiment as an excuse to cover up your own ignorance."

"Oh? You know how I'm going to make money?"

His posture was interrupted, so Zhixing simply found a relaxed posture to talk to Conan again, trying to get an idea for free.

"I don't know. If you're still with the police, staying with Inspector Megure, then I can guess that you're trying to earn money by paying for information that reveals more information."

"But without the police's testimony, the victim probably won't believe your story. You'll be president anyway. From your previous conversations, I know you wouldn't be able to fully express yourself if you met with them alone."

Zhixing nodded and admitted:

"Indeed, I can have the police contact the victims on my behalf, and then use the police's known predictions to spread the word that I have more intelligence, so they can contact me and give me money."

"All I need to do is memorize the information so that I can have information about the transaction when the time comes."

"Time is on my side."

"When bad news comes one after another, and not in order."

"I don't have to wait for my turn to ask for money. They will give me the money on their own initiative."

Conan frowned and then remembered his identity as No. 1. The identity card is still in Dr. Agasa's house.

"If you had already planned it, why did you give up and go back with the police?"

Zhi Xing spread out his hands and sighed:

"By process of elimination, if it's not for the sake of making money, then it can only be for the sake of experimentation."

"Of course, I'm not saying that following here is part of the plan. It's just that my previous experiment failed."

"Before, was it the time with Hirota Masami?"

"Huh? Who?"

"That's the victim of the explosion at the dock that day."

"Oh yes, it is indeed her."

Conan glanced at Zhixing, who seemed a little out of sorts, but thinking that there might not be many opportunities for him to be alone with Zhixing, he continued:

"That's when I discovered that you weren't from the future."

Seeing that Zhi Xing did not refute, Conan continued to explain:

"When you were captured, I noticed that there were only three dolls in the room. They looked very similar to the deceased. It's as if you wanted to collect them and fill the entire room with them. So, you disguised yourself as a person from the future and used the police identity to come to the area before the deceased died, so that you could collect the newly deceased."

"But before I was caught and passed out, I did see that you and the other party were not in the same group."

"Considering your sudden exit from the hotel, I suspect you didn't want that behemoth to encounter a third deceased person."

"The tall man who died in the restaurant that day was not made into a doll."

"If there's no answer to that question, then your claim that you're trying to make money by having the police come in early is also a lie."

"After all, that's what caused you to lose your mind and attack Officer Ohga."

"Explain..."

Zhi Xing touched his chin, and without any preparation, he chose to give up overthinking and replied:

"Because before I came here, I never thought that I would have the Witch's Kiss on me."

"If this isn't handled properly, it could be a disaster on the scale of the Black Death, considering the current level of magic and the information lag."

"Are you trying to say that this is something someone secretly imposed on you, something you didn't plan for? But I can sense that you are very familiar with it."

"It does look familiar. Unfortunately, I lived there for a few days before being rescued by a magician."

"Sound like an organization that uses magic?"

Zhi Xing's face twitched, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he chose to be honest:

"You'll find out eventually anyway, and I'll be counting on you for advice then, so I'll just tell you the truth."

"The person who saved me wasn't from any organization. She was just a magical girl in junior high school."

"Junior high school? Is this rejuvenation?!"

"Uh, no, no, no, it's just normal from 0 to 14 or 15."

"Ahem, that's not the point. The point is that that guy really does eat people. I only realized his existence on the day I arrived at your school, so I had to change my plans."

Then Zhi Xing thought for a moment, and suddenly said to Conan:

"Well, I always feel like you believe in magic or something. It feels so inconsistent. Shouldn't you be a supporter of science?"

Conan looked at the paper in silence, pointed at himself and asked:

"Do you think this is scientific?"

"At least the medicine needs to be swallowed with water. That's pretty scientific, right?"

Conan shuddered and glanced at the closed door, as if to confirm whether Xiaolan was eavesdropping.

"As expected, you know exactly what happened to me, which is why you chose me as number one and were so eager to meet with me right in front of Takagi."

"This isn't something we can know from the future. Even if we finally destroy that gang, we probably won't reveal so many details."

"Ever since you knew I was shrinking, I've had doubts about your future identity."

"And Xiaolan's recent changes have given me a guess."

"You, did you know about my situation from some magical prophecy? That's why you warned us in front of us, right?"

"Because it's a prophetic scene, you don't know the exact date of the event, so you can only come up with this story as quickly as possible."

Zhi Xing compared them silently and felt that it seemed reasonable to call it a prophecy.

It was just a matter of extending the ordinary magic images from a few seconds to more than 20 minutes of coherent prophetic images.

"But I feel something is wrong with the information you learned from your prophecy. After all, since you chose this place, you should have considered the issue of food and accommodation here. At least you don't need to stay here temporarily, right?"

"Why do your actions so far always seem to lack purpose? Whether it's making money or experimenting, you're not in a rush."

"Why do you keep caring about Lan's affairs?"

"what??"

Zhixing was originally listening to Conan's words seriously, but when he heard the topic of Xiaolan at the end, his thoughts froze.

"Do I care?"

"Well, I've seen you secretly looking at Xiaolan many times."

"I should have mentioned this before. I'm following the case of a famous detective, and this detective is Kogoro, the one you praised. So I know Xiaolan quite well."

"If I'm in contact with Xiaolan more frequently, it's because Xiaolan has changed so much, a little beyond my imagination..."

Zhixing was still thinking of making some excuses to alleviate Conan's jealousy when Haibara Ai was not around, when he suddenly lowered his head and noticed that Conan wanted to be serious, but the child's body did not make him serious, instead he acted a little playful.

"Why should I explain so much to you? Anyway, I'm not interested in your Xiaolan."

"My... mine?"

Conan's face flushed in front of the paper.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I don't know whether you are alive or dead. Anyway, after the era of detectives declined, there is not much news about you."

"So if you came to me just for Xiaolan, then you can go back. I don't know what Xiaolan's future will be like."

Zhixing yawned. He felt a little tired after eating and trying to use his brain.

As if infected by the paper, Conan also yawned, then rubbed his eyes and said:

"Indeed, you showed up too late. My body doesn't support me staying up so late."

"Hey, didn't you believe I was from the future? How do you know the time I appeared?"

Zhixing looked at Conan as if he had found a blind spot, wanting to get an answer.

"Isn't that kind of thing easy to distinguish? There are two situations where you disappear. One is when you are captured by that monster, like that time. The other is when you disappear at a fixed time."

"You wanted to verify whether your disappearance at midnight would cause others to disappear as well, so you conducted the experiment, right?"

Conan is a little scared when he thinks about it now.

"Since this isn't the place where the monster got me involved, then that's another situation."

"You yourself don't know why you left at midnight, so you wanted to test the restrictions in this regard."

"And from what I've seen so far, you haven't figured out much. You're still being controlled by it, and you landed precisely on today... today, the day when the dead are about to appear..."

Chapter 169: Prophecy is not desirable

"Isn't that proof that I'm from the future?"

"After all, if I'm not from the future, how could I possibly appear on the exact day the deceased appears?"

"You know, things like prophecy are against the will of heaven."

"In my hometown, people wouldn't even dare to tell someone the time of their possible death, and they wouldn't even accept money. After all, this is a matter of life and death."

As Zhixing spoke, his tone lowered, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"what happened?"

Conan looked at the paper shop in confusion. After all, Conan was exposed to a lot of superstitions such as fortune-telling. Rich people would believe in it to some extent. But after Conan knew that most of these people were just scammers who used psychological rhetoric, he didn't pay much attention to them.

But at this time Conan was facing a real insider who possessed magic, so he was very interested in what Zhixing said.

"No, it's nothing. Can you still hold on? I want to ask you something."

"Is this something you've always wanted to ask me for, but never told me?"

"No, there's no rush for that. I still have time. It won't be too late to ask you after you reach your full form."

Zhixing shook his head. Conan is still a reckless and impulsive detective who is obsessed with reasoning.

What Jixing needs is a way to break out of the world of "Madoka Magica", not to let Conan deduce that Kyubey is the murderer through the clues of the magical girl, which is information Jixing already knows.

When he decided to come here, Zhixing had already prepared himself to stay for a whole year. He just needed to wait for the plot to progress steadily, and then he could gather together a series of intelligent characters in this world, such as Kidd, Osaka high school students, Hideyoshi's family, Haibara Ai, Conan, Kudo's father, etc. Then would be the best time to ask.

It's always better to gather ideas from all sides than to use your own head. After all, Xiaoyan is in a situation where she has to fight alone, so there is no sufficient reason in her life of reincarnation. She just relies on self-study to solve problems every day of her reincarnation.

Although the person Homura can ask is a top-level brain, enlightened by Kyubey's wish, because of this, the paper company is not optimistic about this kind of talent. So... they chose Conan? Because he is the pinnacle of intelligence in another world?

Zhixing frowned, feeling that he could always think of reasons why Conan was the best choice recently, but Zhixing clearly remembered that he just wanted to make money temporarily.

"I just said that prophecy is against the will of heaven, so bad things will happen to those who make the prophecy."

Zhi Xing shook his head vigorously, concentrating his attention on Conan. Then, looking at Conan who was still not quite clear about his focus, he clenched his fists upwards, spread them apart and continued: