Conan wants to lie down but won't let him

After Dr. Agasa took it, he shook the conical flask a few times to allow the two solutions to blend better.

"I know. This might cause trouble for Xiaolan and the others." Conan took over and completed the sentence without waiting for Dr. Agasa to finish.

Dr. Agasa has been constantly instilling these words into Ke and warning him since the first night he became small. It cannot be said that he knows them by heart, but it can only be said that his ears are callused from hearing them.

"Now all we have to do is wait patiently. Waiting is also a necessary skill for a detective." When Dr. Agasa said this, the liquid in the conical flask in his hand really began to change color.

This is the charm of waiting, just like the fusion of two liquids, in addition to shaking them evenly, it also takes time to wait for a result.

As long as enough time is given, even if only a small amount of red liquid in the test tube is added, the large amount of liquid in the conical flask can turn red.

After it turned into a red liquid, there was a sudden "beep" sound, and a ball of gas burst out from the liquid, followed by a small ball of white smoke jumping up.

Dr. Agasa was obviously stunned when he saw this scene. It seemed that this was an abnormal reaction to the experiment, because this was not the normal reaction that Dr. Agasa would have.

"By the way, Dr. Agasa, what experiment are you doing?" This movement naturally attracted Conan's attention.

Originally, Conan's attention was all on the Black Organization. This sudden change was naturally noticed by the intuitive Conan.

"This? This..." Dr. Agasa didn't expect Conan to change the topic so quickly, so he was obviously stunned at first.

He just wanted to introduce his latest experiment to Conan, but the color of the liquid in the conical flask was changing visibly.

It directly changed from the original red liquid to golden yellow: Cool! Golden Legend!

After a burst of golden light, there was a "boom" sound, and as the thick smoke dissipated, two extremely embarrassed figures were revealed.

Fortunately, the protagonist had a halo and only their hair was messed up and their clothes were torn, so the two of them were fine.

"Now you should know what this experiment is!" Dr. Agasa was a little embarrassed, with beads of cold sweat hanging on his forehead.

No, the experiment was such a mess, yet they still have the nerve to talk about it so confidently. They really have no shame at all.

"At least I know this is a dangerous experiment, uh... cough cough cough..." Conan rolled his eyes and said weakly.

"Oh my god, I actually encountered such a thing!" After the chemical experiment explosion, Conan was no longer in the mood to continue discussing at Dr. Agasa's house.

Conan was still very unhappy as he walked back to the Mouri Detective Agency with his schoolbag on his back. He was affected by the explosion for no reason, which made his already unhappy mood even worse.

Conan kicked a stone on the roadside to vent his frustration. Anyone would be frustrated, even if the person who caused the experiment to explode was their best friend.

Conan can only blame his bad luck for having such a great magician as a friend. He was slightly shocked by the great magician Dr. Agasa.

"Huh!? Isn't that Uncle Mouri?" Conan saw a familiar figure as he walked - Kogoro Mouri.

At this time, Kogoro Mouri was holding a newspaper as a cover, seemingly following someone?

This discovery immediately piqued Conan's interest. Just then, Kogoro Mouri began to move slowly, and Conan, who had become interested, naturally would not let him go.

So the scene of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it appeared. Kogoro Mouri was tracking the target, and Conan was tracking Kogoro Mouri.

"I think this product is to your liking?" Following the direction of Kogoro Mouri's gaze, Conan saw a clerk introducing a product to a customer.

The customer wore a beanie, sunglasses, a suit inside, a windbreaker outside, and a thick beard on his face.

He was wrapped tightly from the outside to the inside, and only a rough outline could be seen. It was estimated that even the clerk in front of him would find it difficult to see his true appearance.

"Okay, got it." The man answered in a low voice, and his words were very brief, so it was difficult to leave any impression with his voice.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please leave your address?" another female clerk at the counter said to the man.

Seeing this, the man didn't say a word. He just picked up the pen on the table and started writing the address, without even giving the most basic polite response.

Those who often watch Conan know that such situations, such dressing, such concealment and weird personality often mean that this person has big problems.

The moment the man turned around, Kogoro Mouri picked up the portable camera he brought with him and took a picture of the man.

"Hey, uncle!" Conan stood behind Mouri Kogoro and suddenly greeted him, scaring Mouri Kogoro so much that he staggered.

"What are you doing?" Conan saw Kogoro Mouri looking back at him, and once again the cute little kid came online and asked the question.

"Shh! I'm working, please!" Mouri Kogoro immediately bent down and signaled Conan to speak more quietly, but Conan was just asking even though he knew the answer.

"Are you following that person?" Conan didn't care what Mouri Kogoro answered at all, or rather, Mouri Kogoro's answer was not important, Conan would just go along and tell his own reasoning and analysis.

"Little devil, what will happen if you get caught? Go home quickly and tell Xiaolan that I will be back very late today. Tell her that she doesn't have to wait for me for dinner."

Kogoro Mouri waved his hand in disdain, meaning, don't disturb me, Kogoro Mouri, from my work, and I'm very busy, so busy that I don't have time to go back for dinner tonight.

Unfortunately, Kogoro Mouri was used to being clumsy and didn't pay any attention to the placement of things around him. With just a small turn, he knocked over a row of golf clubs next to him.

"Ahahaha..." Kogoro Mouri touched the back of his head awkwardly, trying to cover up his mistake with laughter to attract other people's attention.

"Is there anything wrong with him?" Conan rolled his eyes. He felt that if he were Kogoro Mouri, he would be so embarrassed that he would have to scrape out a three-bedroom apartment.

This Maori Kogoro is lame! So unprofessional, and even imitates others to follow others. If a certain Dianping commentator commented on this, they would say: pretending to be a detective!