The Detective Conan's Luck-Changer: Ran Begs for Mercy at the Start

"But Conan has already returned to Mika..."

Heiji Hattori was only halfway through his sentence when he realized he'd been hung up on.

It's well past the hospital's dinner time now.

"What's wrong with Kazuha now?"

"This temper of hers is really a headache."

"Women are such trouble."

Hattori Heiji looked helpless and could only spend money to ask the nurse on duty to help him buy some bread downstairs to fill his stomach.

As for the patient who disappeared, the one sitting by the window...

Heiji Hattori assumed that the other party had already received the test results and was discharged from the hospital while he was sleeping.

Afterwards, Heiji Hattori called Conan again.

"Conan, you finally answered the phone."

"Didn't I tell you to let me know when you get back to Mihua?"

Hattori Heiji inquired with concern.

"The main problem is... I forgot to charge my phone, so it turned off."

"What's the matter?"

Conan's voice trembled slightly.

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

"Conan, your voice sounds a bit off."

"Have you run into some trouble?"

Hattori Heiji immediately became alert.

However, Conan kept saying that everything was fine.

They also didn't use the pre-arranged code for when they encountered danger.

Hattori Heiji could only end the call with some lingering doubt.

At this moment

The basement of Professor Agasa's house.

Beep——!

Yukiko hangs up Conan's phone.

"Looks like you had a lot of fun while you were away, Conan."

"I also made a new friend, the son of Superintendent Hattori from Osaka."

I'm so happy for you.

Yukiko said with a forced smile,

The leather whip in his hand struck Conan once again.

A few days ago, while she was hospitalized, Yukiko planned to take revenge on Itake Karuta, so she sent a text message urging Conan to come back.

As a result, Conan didn't reply for a long time, making various excuses to postpone it.

Yukiko was already in a bad mood, and Conan kept making excuses and wasting her time.

Today, Conan had just returned to Beika Station when Yukiko, who was lying in wait, caught him, threw him into the basement, and beat him up.

"Beautiful, kind, and generous Yukiko-neechan, please let me go."

"I promise I'll behave from now on..."

Conan cried his eyes out, begging for forgiveness.

I did think about asking Hattori Heiji for help just now.

But that would definitely make Yukiko even angrier, and then it wouldn't be as simple as just getting a beating.

"Okay, then let's wait until after this match."

"We'll see how you perform in the future."

Yukiko continued to wield the whip.

"what--!"

Conan's screams continued incessantly.

Yukiko only put Conan down after she got tired of hitting him.

"Conan~ I used too much force just now."

"As compensation, I'll take a bath with you~"

Yukiko smiled kindly.

"No, no need, I can manage on my own!"

Conan was so frightened that he trembled all over and scrambled away on his hands and feet.

It's obvious to anyone that Yukiko is looking for another opportunity to torment someone.

If you dare to agree, the consequences will definitely be dire.

"Tch, what a clever little devil."

Yukiko said, and then used the walkie-talkie to tell Professor Agasa that there was no need to prepare pepper spray.

If Conan had dared to agree to take a bath together just now,

Pepper spray will be applied to a new wound faster than wound medicine.

in the bathroom,

Conan didn't take a shower immediately.

Instead, I first hand-washed the clothes I had just worn.

"This can't go on like this."

"Should I see a psychologist?"

"But what if we see these injuries, and there's still this situation?"

"Even a psychologist would call the police, right..."

Conan looked ashamed and could only bury his strange, inexplicable hobby deep in his heart.

the next day,

After applying the special ointment for external injuries that Professor Agasa specially bought last night, Conan is finally able to walk normally today.

I have to go to school today.

Conan encountered three members of the Junior Detective League halfway there.

Conan, who was forcibly dragged into the group, could only smile helplessly, struggling to deal with the chatter of the three elementary school students.

However, when they arrived at the school gate,

Their eyes were drawn to a figure.

Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi ran straight over.

"Mr. Yizhu, are you here to donate money again?"

"Mr. Yizhu, how much money have you donated in total so far?"

"Mr. Izuki, could you donate some money so I can have eel rice?"

This wasn't the first time the three elementary school students had encountered Izuki Karuta at the school gate.

Izuki Karuta would come to Teitan Elementary School at least once a week to donate money, though the timing was uncertain.

"He probably donated... about 100 million."

Izuki Karuta chose a more normal question to answer.

The main reason is that I've been making money quickly from evil spirits lately.

10,000 units of evil energy requires a donation of 500,000 yen, while 10,000 units of evil energy is equivalent to 0 yen.

However, we can make money much faster now, so this small donation doesn't matter at all.

In addition, Izuki Qingtian doesn't have many expenses and basically stays at home to cultivate.

The bank account now has a balance of over 2 million yuan.

Izuki Shizuta casually glanced at Conan with her divine sense.

Conan was found with another cut on his butt, and the wound was fresh.

Conan still did not choose to call the police.

Clearly, this is Yukiko's doing again.