Rainy Night, Grieving Gray Plain! Kneel, flower evaluation ticket
Although Maori Kogoro's reasoning in the anime was basically wrong, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged uncle. However, his reputation as a private detective was not entirely boastful. At least, after looking at the information in his hands, Matsuda Hiroshi could confirm that Maori Kogoro was not as innocent as he appeared to be.
This kind of performance coincided with the speculations of the Conan fans in his previous life, causing Matsuta Hiroshi to smile.
Mistaking his performance as satisfaction with his work, Maori Kogoro stroked his mustache and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed proudly.
"How is it? Am I very powerful?"
Matsuta nodded obediently.
The information that Maori Kogoro had investigated was the fake identity that Matsuta had arranged for him in the past. It was completely consistent, and the testimony of the neighbors was also flawless. Of course. How could he leave such an obvious loophole? He would deliberately show it every once in a while.
"Uncle, you're really strong." After flattering him against his will, Matsuta naturally moved to Yonagawa Town, which was not far from the office, which was just a street away.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps Matsuda had noticed something, but now, he had changed his body.
Matsuta thanked Detective Maori and pretended to invite him to his house, but he was naturally rejected.
How could a young boy's house compare to Yoko's on TV? Naturally, she had sent Matsuta away early.
After spending the night in the hospital, Hiroshi Matsuda was discharged the next day after his checkup. She didn't stay at Kobayashi's place for long either. She still needed to settle the insurance for the car.
Matsuta returned to the house he had prepared and turned on the lights. It was a standard 1DK, suitable for single college students.
The so-called DK referred to one bedroom, one living room, a dining room, a kitchen, and a bathroom.
As a university student who was studying abroad, this kind of residence seemed very ordinary. Matsuta was studying at Imperial University, which was also an integrated university department of Imperial High School that Kudo Shinichi had studied in the past.
Now that Matsuta knew that Conan was studying at Didan Elementary School, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of destiny.
However, this was not wrong. Conan was the main character, so everything related to the main plot would be related to him. Although the character Fuuma Yuusuke did not appear in the original work, he was also a member of the Black Organization. It was not unbelievable that he had some connection with Conan.
After checking that the safety measures in the room had not been triggered and that there was no surveillance, Matsuta relaxed and lay on the bed. It was only at this moment that he felt real.
He was really living in Conan's world. Everything that had happened up until now was not a dream.
However, the most important thing now was to control his power. The Black Clothes Organization would not let this go so easily. He had to seize everything he could and ensure that he did not lose his life again.
Matsuta focused his attention in front of his eyes and whispered the crime system in his mind. The integrated blackboard appeared in front of him again.
No matter which angle Matsuta turned, the blackboard was always in front of him, but it did not prevent him from seeing what was behind the blackboard. This feeling was quite wonderful. It was clearly not transparent, but he could see the blackboard and the things behind it at the same time.
Matsuta didn't study this anymore. He stared at the words on the blackboard. At the bottom of all the instructions was a scroll that looked like a supermarket lottery. When he focused his attention on it, a notification popped up. Do you want to draw?
However, no matter how hard Matsuta tried to confirm, the notification before his eyes was very cold.
" You don't have enough money. You can't draw."
It showed that it was 100 criminal coins for one use. Now that Matsuta had zero balance, he could only stare at Baoshan.
He was no longer obsessed with this point. After all, what could he do?
Matsuta first washed up and observed his face in the mirror.
From the moment he woke up, he realized that his face was different from the one in " Fuuma's " memories. He had probably changed his appearance and altered it to make it easier to create a fake identity. This time, after Matsuta escaped, he had already changed his appearance.
Although there were some similarities between his brows and his past self, there was a trace of ruffian air. Matsuta searched his face curiously. This was the first time he had seen a true disguise.
However, even if he touched it, there would be no flaws. Matsuta believed in the memories he had obtained, but it would be too hard not to touch the real thing in front of him, right?
After making sure that the Black Clothes Organization wouldn't recognize him, Matsuta heaved a sigh of relief.
Seeing that it was already dark outside and it was still raining, his stomach grumbled. Only then did he remember that he had not eaten anything.
He looked at the refrigerator. As a disguise, there was nothing to eat in it. There was not even a strand of hair, let alone food. It was as if it was newly bought.
Matsuta had no choice but to resign himself to fate and take out his wallet from his room. He looked through the money in his bag. Fortunately, he had always been well-prepared, so he would not go hungry now.
Matsuta took his wallet and went out with an umbrella. He wanted to go to the nearest convenience store to buy some lunchboxes for a meal.
It was late at night, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Matsuta's umbrella was a little small and wet his shoulders. He helplessly lowered his head to sweep away the raindrops, but when he raised his head again, he was bumped into by someone.
The small figure bumped into his leg. This was a child, not even as tall as his waist. Matsuta subconsciously helped her up, only then did he realize that the person in front of him seemed a little familiar.
With his slightly red brown hair and icy blue eyes, why did he look like a miniature version of Miyano Shiho?
Wait a minute! Miyano Shiho?
Matsuta's pupils shrank to the size of needles. He looked down at the little girl who was still in a daze. She seemed to have no idea what was going on. Her body was burning hot. She probably had a high fever. Even if she was a Gin, she probably wouldn't be able to recognize her.
The moment he saw Haihara, Matsuta's heart tightened. It was raining, and it was late at night. Haihara had appeared alone.
This was Xiao Ai's first appearance in the anime. So the current timeline was just the beginning of the story?
The little girl in his arms had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep, although her heavy breathing showed that she was only unable to resist the illness, not at ease. However, Matsuta carefully put her on his shoulder and carried her back.
Eating now? What meal! Xiao Ai was on his back!
As a loyal fan of Conan, Haihara had always been his favorite. It was impossible for the fans not to be excited when they finally saw the real person.
However, when he thought about how the storyline was supposed to be where Haihara lived, Matsuta did not hesitate at all.
Such a good opportunity to get closer to Xiao Ai, why did he send it to Conan? Letting Xiao Ai be sad for someone who already had a boyfriend?
Moreover, Matsuta recalled his past in the organization." Fuuma " had almost never come into contact with Miyano Shiho because the security of the drugs was extremely tight. Even " Fuuma ", who had been hiding in the organization to stop them, could not find a good opportunity to get close. This ice beauty was famous for being unreasonable in the organization, so " Fuuma " in the past would naturally not get into trouble.
But now, Matsuta felt the small body on his back rise and fall, and his excited heartbeat gradually calmed down.
He was determined to get Xiao Ai!
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