Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

To be finished!

So he pretended to look around.

"Where's Shinichi? He was just here a moment ago..."

Ran narrowed her eyes and stared at Conan.

Conan chuckled twice.

"Kurokawa-nii-san just watched it too, right..."

"..."

Kurokawasaki Tsuki nodded reluctantly.

"Huh, this whole area has been cleared out!?"

"Come quick, come quick, we've found someone trapped."

The rescue team arrived at their floor and discovered the passage that Kurokawasaki had cut through earlier.

Subsequently, all the trapped people were safely brought to the ground by rescuers.

Ran's constant questioning also gave Conan a headache.

It looks like Conan is about to be exposed.

Kurokawa Saki sighed and silently found a place to begin changing his clothes.

Ran continued to press Conan with her questions. She had suspected Conan before, though it was a bit too far-fetched.

"Conan! Tell the truth, are you...?"

Before Xiaolan could finish speaking, she heard a familiar voice beside her.

"orchid."

Xiao Lan quickly turned her head.

I saw a figure riding a motorcycle.

After the man took off his helmet, revealing his face.

Xiaolan covered her mouth.

"Shinichi!?"

Conan was also stunned.

Wait! If you're Shinichi Kudo, then who am I?

"Well, Lan, I'm so sorry. I came here to celebrate my birthday, but I've caused you this big trouble."

When Ran saw Shinichi appear, her gaze softened.

"What are you talking about, Shinichi? I'm already happy to see you. At least you came as promised, didn't you?"

Shinichi Kudo smiled and said, "It's a pity we still missed the movie."

"Then you should remember that you still owe me a movie!" Xiaolan said seriously.

"Oh, right, this is a gift for you."

Xiao Lan handed over the bag, having carefully protected the contents even in that situation.

Because this is a gift for Shinichi.

"Take a look and see if you like it. I specially chose your favorite red color!"

Xiaolan looked on with anticipation.

Shinichi Kudo took the bag, opened it, and saw a piece of clothing inside: "Thank you, Ran, I really like it!"

"really?"

"Yes!" Shinichi Kudo nodded seriously.

"That's great!"

Xiaolan seemed to be about to take a step forward, as if she was about to make another move...

Dah!

I'm not Shinichi Kudo!

'Shinichi Kudo' quickly interjected, 'I'm sorry, Ran, I have another very important case...'

Thinking back to when I met Sonoko on the road, she seemed to have vaguely mentioned that a certain great detective might not even remember his own birthday.

'Shinichi Kudo' continued, seizing the opportunity: 'Thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday today. If it weren't for you, I might have forgotten it was my birthday. Thank you so much, but I really have to go now...'

After saying that, he put on his helmet and started the motorcycle.

"It's getting late, Lan, let's go home quickly."

"Wait, Shinichi!"

Shinichi Kudo wouldn't dare turn around at this moment.

He just twisted the accelerator and drove off.

Conan, however, was the one who realized what was happening.

"Shinichi-nii, let me see you off."

Without thinking twice, he jumped into the back seat.

"Hey, Conan!"

Watching the two figures, one big and one small, walk away, Xiaolan felt a little lost.

After 'Shinichi Kudo' rode away on his motorcycle, far away from Ran, Conan grabbed his clothes and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Kurokawa Saki glanced at Conan behind her, then spun around and stopped.

He removed the helmet and tore off the mask in one swift motion.

"Black, Kurokawa-nii?!"

Kurokawasaki Tsuki stuffed the bag hanging on the handle into his arms.

"Here you go, it's your birthday present."

Conan was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Why thank me? I didn't prepare a gift for you." Kurokawa Saki paused and continued, "Speaking of which, you still have to compensate me with a knife. The knife I just threw out was an antique, worth two hundred thousand."

Conan revealed his beady eyes.

"Two hundred thousand... yen?"

"..."

Conan, are you pretending to be stupid?

Kurokawa Saki uttered two words calmly.

"Dollar!"

Chapter Fifty-Two: Douzi is Ready to Perform

Two hundred thousand dollars!?

Conan did the math in his head and was shocked.

That's over 28 million yen.

A huge sum of money, close to thirty million yen.

"Brother Kurokawa, you're joking with me, right?"

"No, I'm serious. I really did buy that knife for two hundred thousand dollars."

"..."

Conan has already started planning to ask his dad to get him a similar knife; he seems to remember that his dad has some in his collection.

"By the way, Kurokawa-kun, when did you learn how to disguise yourself?"

This is Conan's real purpose in following him. After all, when he helped trick his father, Yusaku Kudo, before, Kurokawasaki Tsuki didn't know how to disguise himself, but today he came out wearing his face.

Thinking hard.

"I just learned it today."

"Ha ha……"

Conan was completely unconvinced.

"Who did Kurokawa learn from?"

"Kaitou Kidd."

"Isn't that the international thief who's recently become active again?"

"Yes, that's him."

Conan pouted. "Fine, if you don't want to tell me, then forget it."

Then, Conan put away his speechless expression and put on a slightly shy and grateful one.

"Oh, by the way, thank you."

"Alright, no need for formalities. It's getting late, time to go home."

Kurokawasaki Tsuki put her helmet back on: "If you run back down this street now, you might be able to hitch a ride with Uncle Mori. I won't take you back, Ghana~"

With that, Kurokawa Saki launched himself into the air, leaving Conan still standing there.

There were hardly any cars on the road in the early morning.

The feeling of racing is absolutely amazing!

The journey was smooth.

I got home quickly.

One night, I dulled one knife and blew another.

For Kurokawasaki Tsuki, this was the most tragic episode yet.

The next day.

It was still midday.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki opened his eyes from his large bed.

I checked my phone.

Great, it's a new day.

A new month, a new week.

in the afternoon.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki visited Toko's house again.

Kaito Kuroba looked at Tsuki Kurokawa, who was sitting on the sofa, and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Are you going to continue learning the art of disguise? Actually, I don't have anything left to teach you..."

"No, I just have some questions about how to pretend to be shorter than yourself."

Come on, Douzi, hand over your Ke Xue-style bone-shrinking technique.

"There's really no good way to do this. You can only try to squat as low as possible. If you're trying to pretend to be fat, wearing wide-legged trousers will allow you to squat even lower, making it easier to fake. There's not much else you can do. Maybe you could try making special shoes that reduce the height of the soles as much as possible. That might be a good method..."

After listening to Kaito Kuroba's long explanation, Kurokawasaki Tsuki briefly summarized it, which basically meant there was nothing he could do.

You're telling me science when I should be learning science?

The problem of shrinking hasn't been solved, Conan. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself.

Then Kurokawasaki Tsuki changed his target.

They spotted the fat pigeon that was squatting on the shelf to the side, tilting its head and watching the two of them.