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The drum washing machine just turned around to look when he was knocked unconscious by a stick unexpectedly, "Ah? Uh uh!" If he could still think at this time, he must have complained in his heart that Gin had no martial ethics!

"I was actually followed by this brat, damn it!" "Brother, isn't he the detective? Just kill him!"

Volt quickened his pace and reached into his inside pocket to pull out a gun while speaking hatefully.

Our poor vodka gun was still half hidden in our clothes when Gin stopped us from taking any further action.

(It's obvious that Gin will stop him. This is when he shows that he is really a fool and often does things without considering the consequences.)

"Wait a minute, the police are still patrolling nearby! I think we should use this. This is a new poison developed by the organization..."

(Is it possible that this is the medicine of the century, a dream product that can bring the dead back to life?)

Gin glanced around, then pulled out a small iron box. "If someone dies from this poison, the toxin can't be detected from the body. No one has ever conducted human experiments on it," he said.

(What's going on? Where did those people who were poisoned to death later come from? Was it the previous drug, not APTX-4869? This is a bit confusing.)

Just use him as a test subject."

As Gin spoke, he opened the box, then picked up the hair of the washing machine and fed him APTX-4869, and then considerately filled him with a test tube of water.

Then Gin pressed his hat, looked sideways at the washing machine, and snorted, "Goodbye, Detective! (We will indeed see each other again, haha~)", and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he said to Vodka in a tone of both resentment and excitement:

"Let's go, Vodka. I've felt like someone has been watching us since we rode the roller coaster today. It's not this arrogant detective, but another person. He's hiding very well, and I still haven't found him.

And that look is very familiar. It's very likely that it's that stinky rat from Yanghe. If it's him, since Yanghe has returned, then Akai Shuichi must have returned too. Even if he hasn't returned yet, he'll probably be back soon. After all, rats always gather in groups and crawl in the dark. They always move in groups... I have a feeling we'll see them again soon, and then it'll be time to make them disappear from this world!"

Vodka was stunned, but didn't ask any more questions, because he knew that his elder brother's feeling was always accurate. Then they left, one in front and one behind, in a peculiar running posture. A "rustle, rustle..." sound came from the grass, and soon they both ran away.

(Some people say this is the Naruto run, hilarious, it does look a bit like it, haha.)

The sound of "Da! Chachi, Chachi!" came from the darkness again, indicating that someone else was coming.

Hua Lantian came down from the height and walked to the blind spot of the drum washing machine. He took out the smart phone developed for him by Dr. Agasa, turned on the video, pointed it at him, and waited to watch the jaw-dropping thing that happened next.

The background music started again, and the washing machine suddenly groaned. Its hand grasped a bunch of grass, its eyes widened, its teeth clenched tightly together, its whole body trembled, and thick smoke came out.

"My body is so hot, my bones feel like they are melting.

(That’s true, because you magically shrunk, where did your body mass go? Could it be that you turned into a big-headed doll just like that? (￣w￣;))

No! Ahhhh…”, he soon lost consciousness…

Watching the drum washing machine shrink successfully and recording this astonishing scene himself, Hua Lantian was very satisfied and started to leave the tropical paradise.

He was going to go home first. Now that the mission was completed, he would go back to have a meal. He had been out for half a day, so he just had some snacks. Eating was the most important thing in the world. For Hua Lantian at the moment, nothing could stop him from eating.

Wait until you see Mao Lilan coming and then appear, then walk back with them, eat and drink your fill before participating in the first case after becoming smaller.

Several beams of light flickered in the darkness. Anyone nearby would have recognized them as flashlights. Several men in uniform quickly approached, exclaiming in surprise:

"Hey! Did someone die? What did you say?"

"Haha, I am dead after all." The washing machine thought.

(Sixty-six, you can still hear sounds after you die. So you are special, right? This indirectly acknowledges your identity as the god of death.)

Two dazzling yellow headlights illuminated him, a fat policeman and a thin man. One was squatting to check whether the drum washing machine where the corpse lay could be saved, and the other was standing behind.

"No, he's still breathing." "Go call an ambulance, go call an ambulance!"

The excited conversation between the two made the washing machine come back to life. "I'm still alive, right? Then the medicine has no effect on humans!" he thought.

"Hey, cheer up, kid, can you stand up?" The fat policeman who was squatting and investigating (suddenly found that he looked a bit like vodka, haha) stretched out his hand and asked.

"Little boy!?" He couldn't fix the washing machine, and after a while, in a place where the flashlight served as a stage light and the grass served as the stage, our Edogawa Conan made a dazzling appearance with a confused look on his face.

"Are you okay, kid?" "Kid? What is he talking about? I'm a sophomore in high school (why, not just underage, then kid~)" "What's wrong with the wound on your head?"

"Wounds? Oh, by the way, I got punched by the man in black. (Hey, hey, hey, can a punch have this effect?) What's wrong? ("???)??"

He touched his head and suddenly felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it.

"I am now protecting an injured teenager, no, an elementary school student (this should be considered an official complaint, hilarious)" the vodka-type policeman was in contact with others.

"What elementary school student? Who is he? This policeman is so weird, what is he talking about..." The washing machine looked at him in confusion.

"Because he has scars on his head, I suspect there might be some crime going on (congratulations on your guess). Huh? What's wrong with that kid? Hey, what if he's connected to a crime? Hurry and find him!"

Before he could react, our little Death God stopped playing with him and ran away. In the darkness, shimmering with light, there was the sound of footsteps treading on the grass, and occasional inquiries...

The scene comes to the Maori Detective Agency, and Maori Ran finally arrives home, "I'm back!" "You're back, Xiaolan."

A circle with Kogoro Mouri as the radius was littered with cigarette boxes, snack bags and other garbage. He himself was slumped in his office chair in an exaggerated posture, with one hand hanging there, the other holding a beer can, his legs resting on the table, and he spoke happily.

(Our Uncle Maori must be very happy, after all, he got a big job this morning. However, he didn't know that if Hua Lantian hadn't been there, he would have a big job soon. He sometimes even regarded Conan as his lucky star, which was hilarious.)

"Dad, you're such a mess! That's why there's no business. Even Mom ran away from home."

After complaining a few words, Maori Ran started to clean up. Because she was still thinking about the washing machine, and the table in front of her was too messy, she, who was always careful, didn't notice that Maori Kogoro was a little happy.

She also didn't expect that Hua Lantian would come to her in Tropical Paradise and tell her that he had commissioned Maori Kogoro. She also didn't think that someone as young as Hua Lantian would entrust his father with any big commission.

Perhaps because he mentioned his wife, and the alcohol had made him look a little red, he forgot that he had taken a big order that morning. Maori Kogoro turned around and replied with a look of disgust:

"I'm the one who picks the jobs I take. Hey? What happened to that young man pretending to be a detective? Didn't you two go out together?"

"We were still together before leaving the amusement park, but in the middle of the journey, Shinichi didn't know what happened to him..." Ran Mouri said as her thoughts drifted.

Dark clouds floated gloomily in the Tokyo sky, and a drizzle began to fall. Only the colorful neon lights were dimly lighting up the sky. The atmosphere was very depressing, and the washing machine was running breathlessly on the road.

(I was wondering, he didn’t even notice that he had become smaller…)

Suddenly, because his shoes didn't fit him well, he tripped and fell to the ground. "I just ran a little bit, and I'm already out of breath."

As he was thinking, he stood up and leaned his hands on the glass curtain wall on the side of the road. Suddenly, he was startled and rushed forward because he saw a child appear in his place.

"Ah?! My body has become smaller!" He turned around in disbelief and leaned against the wall. "Ah? Why, could it be, at that time?"

He thought of the scene before Gin fed him the medicine, "Could it be because he drank that medicine..."

A magnificent small villa appeared in the darkness. The phone rang, but no one answered. The call went to the answering machine and the sound of a washing machine appeared.

"Hello, I'm Kudo Shinichi. I'm not at home right now. If you need anything, please leave your name and phone number..."

Mao Lilan put the phone away, looking confused, "That's strange, why hasn't he returned home yet?" "He lives with his novelist father, so why does he have to go out for dinner?

(No, Uncle Maori, when did you get this news? After all, they are your friends, and they are not a family of three. They can live like you, just a father and daughter. Their family of three is so happy...)

"Shinichi's parents moved to Amelia three years ago, and now he lives alone." Ran Mouri explained, slapping the table.

"Really?" Kogoro Mouri replied perfunctorily with an indifferent look on his face.

"Something must have happened after he left. I'll go to his new home and take a look!" "Hey, hey, hey, where's my dinner?" Mao Lilan ran away in a hurry.

In order to verify her idea and check the condition of the washing machine, she ignored Mouri Kogoro, leaving Mouri Kogoro, who stretched out his hand to keep her, to watch her leave helplessly.

The drum washing machine finally arrived at the door. He struggled to reach his door lock and yelled, "Damn it! I can't even get into my own house!"

Little did he know that this scene was seen by Hua Lantian, who was sitting by the window, reading a book and observing Kudo's house with his peripheral vision. Hua Lantian couldn't hold back and almost burst out laughing. The drum washing machine is really so cute, hahahaha???

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