Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Time quickly passed, and the next day arrived...............................

As usual, Matsumoto Kiyonaga woke up from his sleep, prepared to wash up, and headed to the Metropolitan Police Department..............................

Previously, while working in the Second Investigation Division, he had taken the blame for someone else's mistake, so he was very resistant to his work...

Being late or leaving early is the norm for him; he's never been so punctual for work at the Metropolitan Police Department before...

But things are different now..............................

He regained his value because of his 'ability' and returned to the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, a place he knew well...........................

Those in higher positions have all seen my efforts, so there's no need for me to continue being that drunkard with nebula...

Matsumoto Kiyonaga went to the restroom first, quickly washed up, and then went to his study..........................

Don't get me wrong, he didn't have anything he wanted to take, it's just...

He still couldn't let go of one thing...

click-

Matsumoto Kiyonaga opened the drawer in his study and took out his own note, the one he had written to his other self...

Will we get a response today?

Yesterday, after the cleaning lady left, Matsumoto Kiyonaga still went to the Mouri Detective Agency and found his former little brother—Mouri Kogoro............................

He bombarded Kogoro Mouri with questions, hoping to get the information he wanted, but...........................

Kogoro Mouri, however, seemed to know nothing at all, and answered no questions whatsoever...

As for why he always solves cases after falling asleep, Kogoro Mouri couldn't give a clear answer...

Matsumoto Kiyonaga was extremely frustrated, feeling that he might never see another version of himself again.............................

After returning home, intending to leave one last message, he wrote his final sentence on this piece of paper..............................

Today is also the last time he will open this drawer and look at this paper............................

Matsumoto Kiyonaga had made up his mind—

If—and I mean if—there's still no response this time, then I should give up the pursuit...

Perhaps that second personality is just a fleeting phenomenon, unable to consistently appear and help like Kogoro Mouri's second personality...

Or perhaps, this second personality was extremely fragile, and after helping itself achieve its goal, it completely dissipated due to a sense of fulfillment...

With these thoughts in mind, Matsumoto Kiyonaga opened the drawer, only to find...

"Yes, I have it............................"

Matsumoto Kiyonaga's eyes widened, and his hand holding the paper trembled involuntarily.

The last line of that piece of paper had an extra sentence!

Yes, yes, there's no mistake...........................

Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked at it two or three more times to make sure he wasn't seeing things...

Because he wanted a response, Matsumoto Kiyonaga would consciously remember what he had written and how many sentences there were after each sentence he wrote.

And now, there is a sentence that I have never written before!

There was an extra sentence on the last line of the paper!

I've never written this sentence before...

Therefore, my second personality is real, it's really real...........................

Matsumoto Kiyonaga was somewhat dazed.....................................

However, instead of immediately asking and seeking a response from his own past self, he quickly calmed down...

As if wary of something, he quickly put the note into his pocket..............................

Then, he quickly closed the drawer, as if nothing had happened, and strode out of the house towards the Metropolitan Police Department.........................

He didn't plan to tell anyone about the awakening of his second personality...

Furthermore, since a response has already been received, all I need to do is wait until tonight............................

This is what Matsumoto Kiyonaga thought to himself.

Actually, he had his doubts: that the second personality was fake, that he had never had a second personality, but...........................

The piece of paper that suddenly appeared with a sentence perfectly illustrates that I do indeed have a second personality...

the reason is simple--

No one knows the location of this piece of paper except himself........................

If the second personality didn't share memories with oneself, how could one possibly discover it?

Even if it's not something you know through memory sharing, you can't just come and go as you please in your own home..........................

I'm a veteran detective; how could I not know if my things have been touched?

How could someone break into someone's home, leave notes, and not leave a single trace?

Secondly, this sentence on the paper is also perfect evidence........................

The way this sentence is written is exactly the same as my own!

Whether it's handwriting or writing habits, these are all unique to oneself...................................

For example, with the character 'の', I subconsciously curve it inwards a little more at the very end...

This has been my writing habit for many years; just by seeing this habit, one can confirm it—

This is what I wrote!

Oh no, I should say it was written by the second version of myself!

Therefore, it's basically confirmed that I have a second personality...

The words my second personality wrote last night, which were meant to be said to myself, were roughly this:

You're really persistent. I wasn't planning on meeting you anyway. Just knowing this is enough; there's no need to spread it around. If it's anything important, leave a message tonight...

Yeah, that's roughly the idea.........................

It's clear that the second personality already knew he had been discovered, but he had no intention of meeting him...

Matsumoto Kiyonaga speculated that perhaps on one hand, they found it troublesome, and on the other hand, they felt that even if they met in writing, it would be pointless...

After all, if one cannot share the memories of their second personality, then the other party most likely cannot share their own memories either...

The reason I knew the paper was there was probably because I was out for a stroll at night and just happened to find it...

It's understandable that the other party told me not to make a fuss; Matsumoto Kiyonaga didn't intend to talk about it with others anyway, lest they think he was mentally ill...

Unfortunately, as Kogoro Mouri has already said, there's nothing that can be done about it...

But, Mori-kun is such a carefree guy, he probably wouldn't take it seriously...................................

Well, anyway, I won't tell anyone again that I've discovered my second personality...

And so, feeling refreshed, Matsumoto Kiyonaga headed to the Metropolitan Police Department to begin his day's work...

He had only one thought in mind—

Get today's work done quickly, then go home and have a good talk with your alternate personality.......................................

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It was noon...

Matsumoto Kiyonaga was planning to go for lunch and then finish his morning work...........................

He was somewhat absent-minded all day, constantly thinking about his second personality..........................

Jingle bell—jingle bell—

As soon as the phone rang, Matsumoto Kiyonaga took out his phone and looked at it, and immediately shuddered..........................

It's a call from the head of the Criminal Investigation Department, Toshiro Odagiri!

Matsumoto Kiyonaga, looking at the high-ranking official who had once made him take the blame for something he shouldn't have, quickly answered the phone.

"Manager Odagiri......................."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga spoke respectfully into the phone.

Toshiro Odagiri's calm and deep voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

"Matsumoto, come to my office right away..."

"The Metropolitan Police Department has decided to give you a mission............................."