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

Fuhesh took a karate glove from a shelf and tossed it to Xiaolan. He turned to the side and said with a smile, "Put it on, and then treat me as your opponent."

Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Shen Erge looking at her like a little white rabbit, her heart started pounding...

It seems that with each jump, the body regains its strength.

That's because the strength lost due to sadness is now being restored through a faster heartbeat.

She saw it clearly, and recognized that earnest gaze.

Knowing he was heartbroken but had nowhere to vent... that's why Shen'er suggested today's training to help him distract himself.

Even though my past experiences were a complete mess, do I still have to consider the feelings of those around me...?

She silently lowered her eyes and put on her boxing gloves... her previously harmless gaze turned serious.

"I'm going to start, Shen'erge." Xiaolan assumed a karate stance.

“Use your full strength.” Fuheshen nodded slightly, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “I can handle it.”

After receiving a response from Shen'erge, it let out a "ha!" and attacked Fuhe Shen'er.

Using the momentum of his forward charge, he leaped up and kicked at Fu Heishen.

Just as the kick was about to land, Fuheshser calmly stepped back to dodge.

After Xiaolan missed her first move, she no longer held back. With a "ha," she turned around and kicked backward, using her left foot as a pivot.

“Too slow…” Fuheishen took a small step back.

But when he noticed that Xiaolan was still wearing a dress, and that white dress, his lips twitched involuntarily.

Xiao Lan was unaware of Shen Erge's change in expression and charged at him again, throwing straight punches, side kicks, and continuous punches.

The whole movement was smooth and fluid.

but...

Even when faced with Xiao Lan's rapid and fierce attacks, Fu Heishen slightly raised one hand and blocked them all with incredible speed.

The constant contact and impact between the fist and the palm produced a pia, pia, pia sound.

...........

Conan's glasses reflected a white light as he scrambled over the railing using both his hands and feet.

At this point, he was no longer aware that he was illegally intruding.

Using a piece of wire that appeared out of nowhere, they opened the door and entered the hall.

Snap, snap...

The sound of a collision came from inside a door.

The white light on Conan's glasses suddenly disappeared, his eyes widened, and he immediately ran to the door.

"Are you already drenched in sweat?" A detached male voice came from the room.

Conan's eyes widened, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

What are Xiaolan and that guy Shen'er doing in the room?!

He frantically pounded on the door with his head and feet, shouting with a contorted expression, "Come out, come out now!"

He jumped up, grabbed the doorknob, and started twisting and turning frantically, clicking and clicking...

*Snap* The door was opened, and Conan pushed it open with a contorted expression.

Conan, who was on the verge of losing his mind, pushed open the door and was stunned by what he saw.

Xiao Lan, wearing boxing gloves, threw a punch at Fu Heishen's palm, which Fu Heishen received with an indifferent expression.

"Huh? Conan, what brings you here?" Ran wiped the sweat from her forehead and stopped attacking.

Fushiguro Jinji also turned to look at Conan...

"I...I." Conan, who was on the verge of losing his mind, softened instantly upon seeing this scene. "Ran-chan, I...I was worried about you."

"I'm with Shen-ge, don't worry." Ran smiled gently, walked to Conan's side, touched his forehead, and was relieved to find that the fever had subsided.

Conan's lips twitched. It was precisely because he was with Jin that he was worried.

"Hey, Ranne-chan, why did you come to Shirgo's house?" Conan pretended to be an innocent child. "I heard from Uncle Mori that it's not good to secretly invite high school girls to your house."

After saying that, he glanced at Fuheishen.

"What does your father teach you?!" Xiaolan's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Why not?" Fuheshen'er was taken aback.

His villa is large, fully equipped, and has many fun things to do.

After Xiaolan comes over, I can help her train, which will not only improve Xiaolan's strength, but also let Xiaolan play other things to relieve her sad emotions. Isn't that the best of both worlds?

"I..." Conan was momentarily speechless at Fushiguro Jinji's words, scratching his toes. "I don't know either, that's what Uncle Mori told me."

Damn it, this guy is pretending he doesn't know anything!

Fukushi frowned, trying to keep up with Conan's train of thought.

He wasn't ignorant; he understood everything.

If you were going to do that kind of thing, would you need to do it secretly?

Moreover, Fuheshel is a kind person and would never have such a despicable thought.

Compared to Shigeji Fushiguro, Conan is different; besides deduction and soccer, his mind is filled with dirty things.

It's easy to think of things in a different light.

As a philanthropist, Fushiguro Jinji naturally wouldn't let Conan continue to misunderstand, so he sent Ran away and explained the whole story.

After hearing the explanation, Conan slowly raised his head, his eyes wide open, and his lips slightly parted, staring at Fushiguro Shigeji with the expression often seen on the dead.

"It's quite surprising, isn't it?" Fuheshen said calmly. "Actually, I didn't want to say much, after all, this was entrusted to me by Miss Lan."

"No, this isn't real." Conan's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Unfortunately... Sonoko and Ran both saw it." Fukushige said the most desperate words in a calm tone.

Conan fell silent, and suddenly understood everything.

He misunderstood Shen Gege, who was strong, kind, reliable, trustworthy, and provided a strong sense of security.

The real culprit is that fake Shinichi...

No, that's not right.

He is right here, he has shrunk, and he hasn't grown bigger.

As his childhood sweetheart, Xiaolan couldn't possibly mistake him for someone else.

He began to wonder if it was all a lie.

Combining the unscientific cases he had just seen on television with his current experiences, Conan began to deeply doubt the world around him.

Yes... how could a drug that reverses aging exist?

Is it possible that Shinichi Kudo, who was given poison, did not die, but that his memories were transferred into the body of a seven-year-old boy named Conan?

No...that's not right either.

Conan shook his head vigorously; it simply didn't make sense.

He was indeed wearing clothes that showed him when he had shrunk.

and many more!

A possibility popped into Conan's mind: the men in black must have deliberately impersonated him to test whether he was truly dead.

Yes, that must be it.

"Damn it, I never thought Shinichi would be this kind of person." Conan slammed his fist into his palm. "This is really too much! If I ever see Shinichi, I'm definitely going to punch him!"

When Conan said that, Fukushiro's lips curled into a grin.

Very good, he is very satisfied with this result.

Conan, meanwhile, observed Shigeji Fushiguro's words and actions, recalling his previous experiences.

The other party is most likely not a member of that organization.

But she's definitely someone who can't tolerate any injustice. From the moment they met until now, none of the criminals who tried to harm Xiaolan have survived.

Is this kind of behavior... absolutely righteous?