Conan's Unscientific Detective

"Don't worry about that. I will pretend to be Edogawa Conan for the time being."

"Xiao Ai, everything is ready."

As soon as Haibara Ai finished speaking, Dr. Agasa walked out of the laboratory with a box in his hand.

"Pretending to be Edogawa?"

Kudo Shinichi was confused for a moment.

"Then who do you think will clean up the mess you left behind?"

Haibara Ai said something unhappily, took out a suit from the box and put it on, then put on a wig and glasses.

Then, she became the female version of the Grim Reaper.

I can’t say they are exactly the same, I can only say that wearing a mask doesn’t make much difference.

"Ai's outfit is really nice!"

Dr. Agasa on the side laughed and said: "If I didn't know, I would really think it was Conan."

"Ahem..."

Huihara Ai adjusted her mask and voice changer, feeling an impulse rising in her heart. She then pointed her finger at Kudo Shinichi and shouted, "There is only one truth!"

Kudo Shinichi: “…………”

Am I a substitute?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 279: Little Blackie, are you showing your chicken claws?

The next morning, a Sunday, was a hot summer day.

A ray of sunlight shone in from the window, and the temperature in the air rose quietly.

Fujino got up early, sat on the edge of the bed to feel the temperature around him, and his eyes looked dead.

He remembered that it was winter not long ago.

It's summer again in the blink of an eye...

To some extent, this is the charm of science.

A week can be like a year or something.

After getting up, Fujino stretched and casually checked his mailbox. After seeing that there was no commission message, he took a shower, made breakfast, and prepared to drive to Teitan High School.

Today is the last day of the school festival, and Class 2-B will be performing a show.

Even though Fujino had already watched it many times during the rehearsal.

I almost vomited...

But since it was a show performed by his class, and it was starred and written by his two good friends, he naturally had to go and support it.

What's more, he remembered that there would probably be a murder at this school festival.

Well, I can get another million or two for free.

"Brother Fujino!"

Fujino had just driven his car out of the underground garage, and Maori Kogoro happened to be going out as well. The moustache in front of him seemed to have been trimmed, and his straight suit seemed to have been ironed. He greeted Fujino enthusiastically.

Next to him followed the Grim Reaper pupil, who was dressed in the same old outfit, wearing a mask and seemed to be taller than usual.

"Brother Maori."

Fujino took a look at the situation on the road, drove the car in front of the two people, greeted them, and then turned his eyes to Conan and asked curiously: "When was little brother Conan discharged from the hospital?"

"This kid was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

Maori Kogoro looked at Conan with disdain, "To be honest, his illness is not completely cured yet. I originally didn't plan to take him with me and let him rest at home, but he insisted on going to watch Xiaolan's performance..."

"He is a child after all."

Fujino chuckled and turned his gaze to Conan.

The Death God Elementary School Student at this time is no different from before.

However, Fujino, who had a strong sense of perception, saw the clues at a glance.

Take smell, for example.

Normally, Conan is usually surrounded by a smell of corpses.

But today it smells surprisingly good.

And his height is also a little taller.

Build on this.

Fujino combined his memories and quickly came to a conclusion.

——The elementary school student who is a god of death in front of me must be Haibara Ai in disguise!

On the other side, Haibara Ai also felt that Fujino was looking at her.

That scrutinizing look made her feel uncomfortable.

Coming back to her senses, she coughed lightly, recalled Conan's tone, and greeted him in a hoarse voice, indicating that her throat was sore and she didn't want to talk much.

Fujino naturally saw through the situation but did not say anything, and invited the two to go to the Teitan High School Festival together.

Seeing this, Huihara Ai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time, the person she was most worried about was Fujino.

The two people are so familiar with each other.

But since Fujino didn't see through it, then it stands to reason that other people shouldn't be able to see any clues either...

——Recognition from Humanoid Radar Ai.

On the way to Teitan High School.

Fujino also felt something strange that he couldn't explain.

He also knew that this elementary school student who was a god of death was Haibara Ai.

But being stared at by that kind of look...

It always makes me feel a little scalp-tingling.

…………

Today is the last day of the school festival.

It was the weekend, and the Teitan High School festival was more lively than usual.

There is a stage on the school playground.

A young man who looks like Tatsuya Kimura is rocking hard on the stage.

According to Fujino Takashi, this young man must have practiced for two and a half years.

The sound of rock music echoed in my ears, and young men and women walked together.

The hot summer air is filled with the scent of hormones that makes people feel much younger.

Fujino parked the car in the parking lot and walked with two people, one adult and one child, to the gymnasium where the performance was to be held.

"Fujino-kun, Uncle Mori!"

Just as the three were about to enter the gym, a fluent and cute Osaka accent came from the noisy voice.

Fujino turned around and saw Toyama Kazuha, who had a ponytail, an orange off-shoulder top, and khaki shorts, jogging towards him.

"Ms. Yuanshan..."

When Fujino saw that it was Toyama Kazuha, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If you don't know this lovely Kansai accent, you might think it's some rich lady who traveled thousands of miles from Kyoto by helicopter.

The Kansai accent is very magical and very recognizable.

From Fujino's perspective, it is equivalent to the Northeastern dialect in the Chinese language.

Sometimes it is contagious.

But for someone like him whose subconscious mother tongue is not Japanese, it still seems a bit cute.

"Ok?"

Maori Kogoro turned around and glanced around. Seeing that the usually inseparable Black Chicken had not come, he asked Toyama Kazuha, "By the way, where is that black charcoal brat?"

"Well, you mean Heiji?"

Yuanshan Heye thought for a moment and said in a resentful tone, "He didn't come... He said he had something to deal with and it would cause trouble for others, so he didn't want to go or something."

"After all, he is a detective, so he will always be busy with various things."

Fujino didn't care that much.

He thought about it and soon figured out why the guy didn't come.

Well, he should be pretending to be Kudo Shinichi, right?

"Well... that's true."

Kogoro Maori looked at himself and then at Fujino.

I always feel like this sentence is saying that detectives should be solving cases every day.

…………

Several people entered the gymnasium.

The stadium was packed at this time, and one even had to queue up to get in.

Fortunately, Fujino is a student and a well-known figure in Teitan High School.

Only with his face scan could a few people enter smoothly.

There is no air conditioning in the gymnasium, and it feels hot and stuffy on such a hot day.

Plus the crowds, it was even hotter...

“Why are there so many spectators?!”

Xiaolan was wearing a sports jacket, standing backstage. She secretly lifted a corner of the red curtain and looked at the crowded audience. She seemed a little panicked, "It's obviously our turn to perform next..."

"Of course!"

Yuanzi was standing nearby, and she poked her head out. “The play we are promoting is a masterpiece that is even more romantic than the love tragedy of Romeo and Juliet!”

With the professional promotion of Miss Suzuki, this play has become a masterpiece that is no less than Romeo and Juliet.

In addition, the leading actress is Xiaolan, so the anticipation was high in the early stage.

"Brother Fujino."

When passing by the backstage, Maori Kogoro suddenly leaned close to Fujino's ear and asked in a low voice: "Who is that beautiful lady?"

"Ah? Beauty?"

Fujino asked in confusion and followed Kogoro Mori's gaze, then saw a black figure.

"..."

Are you talking about Shizuka Hiratsuka?

The Iron Fist Saint?

Fujino thought for a moment and answered, "That's our Chinese teacher and instructor, Hiratsuka Shizuka."

"It's the teacher!"

Maori Kogoro said embarrassedly, "She is really young, a beauty like this..."

Before he could finish his words, a passionate shout interrupted him.

"Hula! Cheer up, everyone!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka stood in front of everyone, shouting with a passionate look: "The performance at the school festival is the precious youth of young people! That's right, young people like us..."