Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

"!!!"

When Conan felt Fukushiro's gaze, the pores on his back opened up and cold sweat seeped out. "What's so strange about that? He's obviously just a kid. He's just a little nervous because he sees how powerful and ruthless Fukushiro is."

"And...and I'm also very curious about what kind of work Shirgen-gege does." Conan continued to act cute.

"I am indeed a detective, but I'm different from ordinary detectives. The cases I take are all related to violent gangs, investigating undercover agents, and zaibatsu." Fushiguro Jinji found Conan's appearance amusing.

The Black Organization's famous detective, that makes perfect sense, right?

"That must be very dangerous," Xiaolan asked, clenching her fists after hearing this.

“I’m used to it,” Fuheshen said.

Conan was taken aback when he heard this, although something seemed off.

But it makes perfect sense.

His idol, Sherlock Holmes, also possessed a mature temperament and a strong sense of justice, constantly battling the criminal underworld figure Moriarty and remaining unfazed even in the face of danger.

No wonder he used to hide his identity on the Shinkansen.

Conan now understands a bit better: it's important to keep a low profile when taking on these dangerous jobs.

A messenger of justice in the darkness...

"Shen Gege, with your abilities you could open a normal detective agency, why do you take on those dangerous cases?" Conan asked, leaning on the car seat.

"Just some reasons..." Fuheshen did not answer, looking calmly ahead.

Conan and Ran in the back seat suddenly realized that Fushiguro Shigeji had no family... and immediately understood something.

........

Because the mountain roads are rugged and vehicles cannot access them.

Fuheshel parked the car in the parking lot below.

When Conan got out of the car, he was about to take the bug back, but he suddenly stopped just as he was about to retract his hand from the bug.

and many more!

Since Fukushiro is a detective who takes on those commissioned jobs, is it possible that he knows something about the Black Organization?

After thinking for a while, Conan put the bug back.

After the three got out of the car, they walked through the gloomy woods.

The fresh air brings a sense of calm.

"The environment here is really nice," Xiaolan said, looking at the scenery as she walked.

"It's really good, except for being a bit gloomy," Conan said, holding his head.

Fuheshchen nodded in agreement.

The air is filled with birdsong and the flowers are in full bloom. The scenery is picturesque, and the tall trees provide shade, making it a very tranquil place.

The three walked for a while.

Upon seeing a fork in the road, Xiaolan suddenly didn't know which way to go.

Conan wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Shigeaki Fushiguro.

“Take this route.” Fuheshel pointed to a path and led the way.

"Oh, okay." Xiaolan nodded and quickly followed. "Shen'er's memory is really good. No wonder he's a detective."

“Of course.” Fuheshen was pleased to hear these words, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Conan, with his crescent-shaped eyes and a disgruntled expression, followed behind, holding his head in his hands.

Tch, he knew that too, he was just a step slower than the other guy when he spoke.

Soon, the three of them reached the suspension bridge, and the villa gradually came into view.

"Hey, there looks like someone's standing over there." Xiaolan looked towards the bridge.

"Perhaps she's a guest invited by Sonoko-neechan," Conan said, looking at the cloaked figure squatting on the bridge with his crescent-shaped eyes.

It's normal for rich people to have some unusual hobbies.

At this moment, the cloaked man was continuously carving something on the bridge with a dagger.

His body was moving, which looked somewhat eerie.

"No, it can't be a ghost or something, can it?" Xiaolan suddenly felt a little scared and moved closer to Fuheishen's side.

"What are you afraid of?" Fuheishen's indifferent voice rang in Xiaolan's ears.

Feeling the sounds and heat around her, Xiaolan blushed. "I... I'm afraid of ghosts."

"Why be afraid when you clearly possess superior fighting skills?" Fuhe Shen'er said calmly. "The opponent is standing on the bridge, carving something with a dagger. It's clearly a physical object. Since it's a physical object, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Are you cowardly before the battle even begins?" Fuheshchen asked.

"I..." Feeling Shen'erge explaining with a serious expression, Xiaolan didn't know how to answer.

I suddenly remembered what Shirakawa had suggested on the Shinkansen—that I should become stronger.

And the way she bravely stood up to protect her father...

"Go face him." Fu Heishener approached Xiaolan's ear indifferently, reached out and touched Xiaolan's slightly bouncy horn, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm behind you."

As he spoke, Fukushiro glanced at Conan and noticed that the other was deep in thought, adopting a Sherlock Holmes-like posture.

Xiaolan took a deep breath, her previously confused eyes hardening into determination. She walked up, about to question him, but the words involuntarily softened as she spoke, "Sir, what are you doing?"

Fuheishen: "..."

Why be so polite to someone who is clearly dangerous?

"Ran-chan, why did you walk over there?" Conan also saw Ran walking over.

Upon hearing the voice, the bandaged man turned around, stared wide-eyed at Ran Mouri, and chuckled sinisterly, "Hehe..."

Ran Mouri, who was closest to him, was startled. Her pupils contracted sharply, tears welled up in her eyes, and her body froze on the spot.

The bandaged monster seemed quite pleased that he had startled the other person. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly noticed something and abruptly turned his head to look behind the one-horned girl.

A strangely tall man stood there, against the backdrop of the dark forest, his black pupils coldly staring at him.

It was as if they were facing a ferocious beast that would devour them, as if it were about to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

"Eek!" The bandaged monster's pupils contracted, and it leaped backward in a flash. Then, it ran towards the back of the villa, waving its arms and legs, and soon disappeared from sight.

"Well done, Ran." Fuhei Shen'er smiled and walked to Ran's side.

Although they were frightened, their courage was commendable.

"Is Ran-chan alright?" Conan rushed over as well.

"No, it's nothing..." Xiao Lan tried hard to suppress her tears and fear, and said to Fu Heishen'er, "Brother Shen'er, my legs are weak."

Fuheishen tilted his head in confusion.

Logically speaking, given Xiaolan's physical condition, her legs shouldn't have gone weak right away, right?

He didn't believe it.

"Ran-neechan, you rest for a while. I'll go find Sonoko-neechan to help you now." Conan glanced at Fushiguro Jinji, who was about to make a move, and quickly said, "Wait for me."

Fuheshen did not speak, but walked up to Xiaolan.

Xiao Lan felt herself being covered by a tall shadow. She looked up and saw Shen Erge standing in front of her.

I only heard one sentence: "Let me see."

Then….

"Brother Shen, what are you doing!" Xiao Lan's cheeks instantly turned bright red.

"Let me check why your legs are weak. Your physical condition shouldn't be like this." Fuheishener said with a calm and serious expression.

“…Hmm.” Xiaolan was about to say something, but seeing that Fuheishen’s expression was calm and unchanged, she could only nod with a blush.

“There’s nothing to worry about, there’s nothing wrong with your leg.” Fuheshen lowered his hand. “And with me here, you don’t need to be afraid. Even if something does happen, I can handle it.”

"I...I know." Xiaolan's face turned even redder, and she didn't know what to say.

These words were like a confession, but clearly, Shen'erge didn't notice anything amiss.