I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

His dark green eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze lingering on Lightning's silver-gray fur for a moment.

Shen Yuan stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to react.

Just as he was hesitating whether to apologize, the man had already withdrawn his gaze and walked past them with an expressionless face.

Shen Yuan smelled a faint aroma of gin.

Lightning suddenly stood up, went to the man's legs and sniffed, then raised his head and made a soft "grunt" sound.

This is usually its way of showing friendliness.

The man's hand moved slightly, and Shen Yuan almost thought he was going to reach out and touch the lightning.

But the slender fingers only lifted slightly and then returned to their original position.

"Sorry, it's not like this usually!" Shen Yuan finally found his voice, "Lightning, come here!" The cheetah reluctantly returned to its owner, but its eyes were still fixed on the silver-haired man.

The man did not respond to Shen Yuan's apology, but just glanced at him lightly with his sharp green eyes, with evaluation and scrutiny in his eyes.

Shen Yuan felt an inexplicable chill.

That look was too sharp, as if it could see through people's hearts.

He subconsciously pulled Lightning behind him.

The man withdrew his gaze, took out a key from his windbreaker pocket, opened the door and walked into the house with a quick movement.

The heavy door closed silently, isolating everything from outside.

Silence returned to the corridor.

"You guy," Shen Yuan squatted down and rubbed Lightning's head, "Want to make new friends?" Cheetah rubbed his palm and made a satisfied purring sound.

Shen Yuan sighed and led it back.

As he closed the door, he couldn't help but look at the dark door opposite him again.

That silver-haired man... I always feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

That all-black outfit, that iconic long hair, and that cold temperament... Shen Yuan was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he felt inexplicably familiar with him.

Back in the living room, Lightning finally remembered his dinner and wolfed it down.

Shen Yuan put on his apron again and began to prepare his dinner - a simple bowl of beef udon noodles.

While cooking noodles, he recalled the encounter he had just had.

The rich people in Tokyo are indeed all kinds of strange, but that neighbor's aura is too special.

That oppressive feeling... It was like... "Impossible!" Shen Yuan laughed to himself and scooped the cooked noodles into the bowl.

He must have watched too many crime dramas recently, and now he's portrayed as a murderer out of the blue.

Lightning finished his dinner and licked his paws contentedly.

Shen Yuan sat on the sofa with a bowl of noodles, turned on the TV and randomly found a variety show.

The cheetah jumped lightly onto the sofa and rested its head on his thighs.

"Are you happy to meet new friends today?" Shen Yuan scratched Lightning's chin, "That gentleman doesn't look like someone you're going to deal with!" Lightning narrowed his eyes, and a pleasant vibration came from his throat.

Shen Yuan picked up his phone and found several unread messages - all of them were party invitations from the University of Tokyo.

He casually replied to a few messages and continued eating noodles.

The comedian on TV was performing exaggeratedly, but Shen Yuan seemed a little absent-minded.

The image of the silver-haired man lingered in my mind.

Where did that familiar feeling come from? Lightning suddenly raised his head and turned his ears towards the door.

Shen Yuan followed its line of sight—of course, there was nothing but a tightly closed door.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

A cheetah's sense of hearing is much more acute than that of a human.

Lightning stared at the door for a moment, then lay back down.

Shen Yuan shook his head and continued eating his noodles.

Maybe it was just another resident of the building passing by.

Outside the window, the night in Tokyo deepens.

After washing the dishes, Shen Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.

Looking out from this height, the lights of the entire city are as bright as the galaxy.

Chapter 3 Chaotic Timeline

Shen Yuan stood at the gate of Dongda University, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

"It was still 30 degrees Celsius yesterday..." He looked down at his thin short-sleeved T-shirt, then looked up at the students around him who were wrapped in thick down jackets. They were also looking at him strangely.

I silently threw the iced coffee I just bought into the trash can.

Lightning sneezed at his feet, a few snowflakes stuck to his silver-gray fur, and his ice-blue eyes were full of accusations against the weather.

"Let's go, we need to go back and put on more clothes!" Shen Yuan bent down and patted Lightning's head. The cheetah immediately rubbed against him, rubbing all the snowflakes onto his pants.

Back in the apartment, Shen Yuan dug out the winter clothes from the depths of the closet.

As he put on his sweater, he recalled—if he remembered correctly, he'd been complaining about the air conditioning's poor cooling performance just last week. How come winter had already arrived in the blink of an eye? "This timeline is jumping faster than lightning!" Shen Yuan muttered as he put on the specially made pet warm clothing on the reluctant cheetah.

Lightning scratched at the cartoon leopard print on his clothes with his claws in disgust, making a dissatisfied grunt.

In the end, Lightning chose to stay at home, and Shen Yuan went to school alone.

On the campus of the University of Tokyo, students are rushing around.

Shen Yuan walked towards the Physics Department building with his textbook in his arms, the white air he exhaled condensing in the air.

As he passed by the bulletin board, he caught a glimpse of a familiar notice - "New Semester Welcome Party", with the date showing three months ago.

"..." Shen Yuan silently took out his cell phone and confirmed today's date.

Yes, theoretically he had been enrolled for three months, but in reality he only had the impression of one month, during which time he had only met his tutor twice.

The first was the orientation, and the second was the "beginning of the semester research plan discussion" last week - although according to normal time, it should be mid-semester now.

"Mr. Shen!" Sato, who worked in the same lab, caught up with him. "Did you hear? Professor Tanaka is on leave again. He said he's going to an academic conference!" Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Isn't this his third leave this month?"

"Ah?" Sato looked confused. "Isn't this the first time?" Shen Yuan did not explain.

After arriving in Tokyo, he discovered that people here were completely unaware of the time chaos.

Only he, an outsider, would remember that it was midsummer yesterday and it had turned into winter today.

But Shen Yuan didn't care too much. After all, he had already been reborn into another world, so what was so strange about other things happening? After the afternoon class, Shen Yuan went to the supermarket.

The shelves were already filled with Christmas decorations, but his memory was still stuck on the cherry blossom season when school started.

The TV next to the cash register was playing the news. In the picture, a middle-aged man with a mustache was posing proudly in front of the camera.

"The sleeping Kogoro has solved another serial murder case..." The shopping bag in Shen Yuan's hand almost fell to the ground.

He stared at the TV screen, the iconic blue suit and red tie, and the little boy with glasses standing next to him - everything was too familiar.

"Famous detective...Mouri Kogoro..." Shen Yuan mechanically paid the money and walked quickly back to the apartment, his brain working rapidly.

He crossed.

It's not an ordinary time travel, but a time travel into the world of "Detective Conan".

No wonder the timeline is so confusing; in this world, Kudo Shinichi has been an elementary school student for over twenty years! Back at the apartment, Lightning was sprawled on his private observation deck, lazily basking in the sunlight simulated by the indoor thermostat.

Seeing its owner coming back, the cheetah just moved its ears without even raising its eyelids - it was obvious that it had no interest in Shen Yuan's shock.

Shen Yuan collapsed on the sofa and suddenly thought of the silver-haired man opposite him.

That black windbreaker, that long hair, and those green eyes as cold as blades... "Gin..." Shen Yuan muttered to himself, then shook his head, "No, it should be called 'that man'!" To his own surprise, he did not feel scared or shocked.

As a flower-growing family, he didn't feel any real feelings about Gin's actions of blowing up buildings and shooting up Tokyo Tower - after all, all the people who died in the comics were Japanese, and most of them were either government officials or bad guys from other organizations who deserved it. This... no matter how many people died, he didn't feel anything.

"The problem is..." Shen Yuan looked at Lightning who was licking his paws. The cheetah's daily food expenses were enough for an average student's weekly expenses. "The timeline of this world is so chaotic, how am I going to pay for my living expenses?" He suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone to make an international call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, but what came was the voicemail tone.

"Xiao Yuan," the mother's cheerful voice came from the speaker, "your father and I have embarked on a global adventure! There's no signal where we're going, and we don't know when we'll be back.

I have deposited your living expenses into the bank, and they will transfer the money to you about once every two or three months.

I wish you good luck with your studies, and I love you, Mom!" Shen Yuan's face was filled with black lines.

Living expenses every two or three months? In this chaotic world of time, the so-called "two or three months" may never come! "It's over..." He collapsed on the sofa, looking at Lightning who was chewing on the high-end cat scratching board. "I can't afford to support you anymore!" Cheetah seemed to understand this and suddenly stopped moving. Its ice-blue eyes stared straight at Shen Yuan, then it walked gracefully to him and placed its front paws on his knees.

"...Are you threatening me?" Shen Yuan looked at Lightning's exposed fangs and suddenly remembered that although this guy was usually docile, he was a ferocious beast that could easily tear open an antelope's throat.

Lightning tilted its head, made a sound between "meow" and "ow", and then rubbed Shen Yuan's hand with its head - this action usually means that it wants snacks.

"At least you are quite optimistic!" Shen Yuan sighed helplessly and stood up to get Lightning's favorite venison jerky.

Outside the window, snowflakes are still falling.

Shen Yuan stared at the dark door across from him, and a daring idea suddenly occurred to him—perhaps he should find a chance to talk to that "silver-haired gentleman"? After all, in Conan's world, the most lucrative jobs were probably with the Black Organization... No, Shen Yuan shook his head. He wasn't chasing after a business deal, and with that gentleman's suspicion, a bullet might be waiting for him.

Chapter 4: Death of the Professor 1

As the early morning sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains, Shen Yuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He groped for his phone in a daze, and saw an unfamiliar number on the screen.

"もしもし!"

"Is this Shen Yuan?" A serious male voice came from the other end of the phone, "I am Inspector Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department.

I regret to inform you that your mentor, Professor Tanaka, was found dead in his laboratory this morning!" Shen Yuan suddenly woke up and almost rolled off the bed.

Lightning had been staying in his bed last night. He was startled awake by his noise and slapped his calf with his paw in dissatisfaction.

"Wha...what?"

"Please come to Laboratory Building No. 3 of the Department of Physics at the University of Tokyo immediately!" Inspector Megure's tone became subtle.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuan sat on the bed in a daze.

Professor Tanaka is dead? The professor he'd only met four times is dead. So... is he going to change his professor? If I remember correctly, a female student died in their school three days ago. She was "scammed" and then murdered by her ex-wife in a fit of rage. Is it that simple to die in Tokyo? ... Tokyo truly is the big stage. Come if you're lucky enough.

After getting up, Shen Yuan began to wash and change clothes slowly.

Lightning followed him closely, curiosity in her ice-blue eyes.

"You stay home by yourself today!" Shen Yuan added two servings of venison jerky into the automatic feeder. "I'm going to take care of something!" Thirty minutes later, Shen Yuan stood in front of Laboratory Building No. 3. Many students had gathered outside the cordon. He calmly showed his student ID and walked in.

"Are you Shen Yuan?" A chubby police officer came up to him, "I'm Inspector Megure." Just as he was about to take Shen Yuan in, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Make way! Make way! The famous detective Mouri Kogoro is here!" Shen Yuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a small mustache walking towards him, followed by a girl with a ponytail and an elementary school student wearing glasses.

The man held his head high and chest out like a proud rooster.

"Ah, Inspector Megure! What case is this time?" the middle-aged man asked loudly.

"Brother Mao Li, you're here at the right time!" The police officer in front of him stepped forward and said, "This is Shen Yuan, one of the students of the deceased!" Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on Shen Yuan.

The glasses-wearing elementary school student - Conan - had the lenses reflecting the light strangely, and was looking at him with an inquiring look.

"Hello, I'm Maori Ran!" The girl bowed politely, "This is my father Maori Kogoro, and Edogawa Conan who lives in my house!"

"Shen Yuan, a graduate student in the Department of Physics at the University of Tokyo!" He nodded slightly.

"Hey, is Brother Shen a flower grower?" Conan raised his little face, his eyes behind the lenses flashing with the innocence and curiosity unique to children, but deep in his eyes there was a hint of imperceptible inquiry.

Shen Yuan smiled slightly when he heard this. He was wearing a navy blue shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his well-defined wrists.

He placed his hands on his knees and bent his knees slightly, looking Conan straight in the eye. "Conan, you're really smart!" His voice was full of admiration, and a hint of foreign charm could be heard in his standard Tokyo accent. "Yes, I'm an exchange student from the Flower Planting Family, and I'll be staying in Tokyo for a year!"

"Brother Shen has a faint scent of osmanthus on him. Is it some perfume?" Conan asked curiously.

Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment before reacting, "It's the osmanthus cake in my bag. I haven't had breakfast yet, and I was thinking of filling my stomach if the case takes too long!" As he said that, he took out a plain paper bag from the backpack behind him, untied the string to reveal a few exquisite snacks: "This is the osmanthus cake I made myself. Would you like to try it? It's sweet and not greasy and very delicious!" Mao Lilan hesitated: "Conan, this is too rude..." Shen Yuan broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth: "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary rice cake!" He winked at Conan, "But there is honey in it, be careful not to get it stuck to your teeth!"

“Thank…thank you!”

"Please follow me!" Inspector Megure said, and Kogoro Mouri interrupted their greetings. "The scene is on the fourth floor!" Shen Yuan quickly ate a piece, then rewrapped the remaining osmanthus cake and stuffed it into Conan's hand: "Take it back and eat it slowly!" He stood up neatly, with the hem of his shirt neatly tucked into his waistband, and his whole body exuded a restrained scholarly air.