What era is it? Why are people still writing traditional diaries?

"What exactly do you want to say?" Conan stood up from the ground with difficulty, and was finally able to look at the person sitting on the ground at eye level.

Miyauchi Hikage shrugged.

"So, you haven't given your answer yet, former Kudo Shinichi-kun."

Conan could only grit his teeth and say the latter statement, which was more likely to come true, and then wait for the "truth" to be spoken from the other party.

"So in your opinion, this world should be more scientific," Miyauchi Hikage smiled and looked at Conan in front of him.

"So that's why you changed your mind after I proposed a possibility that sounded more logical. Am I right?"

Conan vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Miyauchi Hikage raised his hand and pointed at the rope on Conan.

"But unfortunately, this world is not as scientific as you think."

As Miyauchi Hikage spoke, Conan felt the ropes on his body suddenly loosen.

Conan subconsciously looked at the rope that fell to the ground, and was surprised to find the problem at the broken part of the rope.

The ropes on his body seemed to be corroded by something, but when and how did the other party do it?

He tried to make inferences in his own way, but the window at the back was closed, and he couldn't find any mechanism in the room. The "self" in front of him had been sitting in front of him since the beginning and hadn't moved at all.

Could it be the original mechanism inside the rope?

But thinking about what the man had just said, Conan gritted his teeth and asked the other party: "So what is the truth behind my becoming like this?"

After regaining his freedom of movement, Conan reached for the anesthetic watch on his wrist. As long as the other party made any dangerous move, he would use the anesthetic watch to put the guy into a deep sleep.

"Your anesthesia watch should have been destroyed by them. Why don't you try it on me now?" Miyauchi Hikage's words shocked Conan again, and he could only withdraw his hand with some embarrassment.

Looking at Conan who seemed a little bewildered, Miyauchi Hikage continued, "Have you ever thought about why the crime rate in Beika Town is so much higher than other places over the years?"

Conan originally wanted to seriously present data to this "self" to show that the crime rate in Beika Town is still within the normal range, but there are more criminal cases, but Miyauchi Hikage did not give him room to speak, and only heard him call "Jerry" softly.

A palm-sized brown mouse crawled out of his jacket pocket.

Conan stared at the mouse that seemed a little different from ordinary mice, and Jerry was also looking at Conan in front of him.

This guy took a pill and turned from a big boy into this little kid now?

This thing is fun, it would be great if I could get a few of them.

If he could go back in the future, and if that Tom cat bothered him again, he could give the other party this thing.

Thinking of this, Jerry extended his hand and greeted Conan in a friendly manner.

Conan thought he must be dazzled. He could actually see a friendly expression on a mouse's face, and the mouse even waved to him.

Miyauchi Hikage's words continued to ring in his ears.

"This is Jerry. As for its origins... if you were to analyze it from a scientific perspective, would you say it's more likely to be a modified rat that's undergone special modifications, possessing intelligence comparable to that of a human, or is it more likely to be a legendary Yokai Shikigami?"

Conan's mind was in a mess. After all, neither of these two possibilities seemed very scientific. Then he saw the other party take out another lens from his arms and handed it to him.

"If you want to know what the world is like, then put it on and go out with Jerry to see it."

Chapter 70: Are you interested in working part-time as a savior?

Looking at the lens in front of him, Conan hesitated, not knowing whether he should take it.

Jerry was a little anxious, so he ran over and pushed Conan, signaling him to take it quickly.

Now that Shushu has made some progress in his rat breathing, he is ready to teach those ignorant evil spirits a lesson.

It's just that the pure yang body of Miyano Hikage is too effective. Those things can't be seen at all around him. Now that he has this opportunity, how can he miss it.

Conan looked at the "himself" in front of him and hesitated for a long time before taking the lenses.

He wants to be the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, a famous detective who solves all mysteries.

No matter what tricks the man in front of him wants to play, he can't back down here.

Seeing Conan take the lens, Miyauchi Hikage nodded in approval.

"Then let me just remind you, no matter what you see, don't show that you can see it."

Jerry was so anxious that before Miyauchi Hikage could finish his words, he pulled Conan's shoes, indicating that it was time to set off.

Conan followed this overly smart mouse with mixed feelings.

Even when he passed by the two "members" of the Black Organization, he did not think for a moment that this was a good opportunity to find out their identities.

After all, compared to the Black Organization, he cares more about this "self" who suddenly appeared in front of him and the "truth" of this world.

It was almost midnight. Walking on the deserted street, Conan walked about one or two hundred meters quickly when he suddenly realized that he could escape now.

The two people from the Black Organization fell asleep, and that "self" stayed where he was and did not catch up. Now there was only a mouse in front of him.

If he wanted to escape now, it seemed like the best time.

But just as this thought came to his mind and before he could put it into practice, Jerry in front of him suddenly shouted excitedly, attracting his attention.

Conan looked ahead, but there was nothing there.

But looking at Jerry's reaction at this time, it seemed that it had "seen" something.

Conan subconsciously tightened the lens in his hand, hesitating whether to put it in front of his eyes.

But seeing Jerry turned around and greeted him, then accelerated forward, Conan finally put the suspicious lens in front of his left eye.

The next moment, through the lens, a "mysterious existence" appeared in Conan's left eye. The person was dressed in tattered clothes, had a hunched body, and faintly emitted black air from his whole body.

Even though Conan was mentally prepared, his heartbeat still accelerated violently when he saw the ferocious-looking giant in front of him!

He took a deep, trembling breath and removed the lenses.

There was still nothing in front of me, only Jerry waving excitedly at the air.

Could it be that this lens is equipped with some of the most advanced augmented reality (AR) technology?

Conan looked back and forth at the ordinary-looking lens in his hand, but he saw some words engraved on the edge of the lens that he didn't recognize.

It seems to be Sanskrit.

However, before he could start studying, an even more incredible scene appeared before him.

Even without looking through the lens, a lightning-like arc still flashed from Jerry in front of him.

Then, Jerry, who had turned into an electric rat, attacked the air at an astonishing speed in front of him.

Looking at this live scene without any special effects, Conan's worldview, which he had spent more than ten years to build up since he was a child and was only shocked once when he found that his body had become smaller, completely collapsed at this moment.

Is this the truth of the world?

Could this mouse really be the shikigami from those ghost stories?

Conan quickly put the lenses back in front of his eyes.

The big guy with a terrifying appearance appeared in front of him again.

But at this time, the big guy seemed to be angry and embarrassed when facing Jerry's attack.

But every time he touched the electric arcs emitted from Jerry, he felt like a snail touching salt grains. He could only let out a wail and retreat.

It was not until it suddenly noticed Conan who was looking at it with a lens not far away that its dark eyes became fierce again.

"You can see it, right? You can see it too!?"

At this moment, Conan vaguely heard such a voice in his ears.

He remembered the reminder from "himself" that no matter what he saw, he should pretend not to see it.

Could it be that these guys only attack people who can see them?

Conan immediately made this judgment.

Then he took off the lenses, and the scene in front of him became extremely clear again. He could only see a super mouse trampling the air in front of him.

Jerry even took the time to wave to him, indicating that he could come closer for a closer observation.

That expression seemed to say that these were just minor troubles with it.

Although Conan has suffered several major blows today, as the male protagonist, his mental quality is indeed strong enough.

Even if a terrifying existence beyond reality appeared before him, he could adjust his mentality in a short period of time and try to stay calm.

Therefore, Conan ignored Jerry's gesture.

That "self" pretended not to see it, but his gaze just now seemed to have been discovered by the other party.

After all, it’s the first time seeing this kind of thing, and no one can control their gaze.

Conan thought so in his mind, and at the same time took a few steps away before taking out the lens again.

After Jerry's repeated consumption, the black energy around that guy had dissipated a lot, and he looked a lot weaker.

But it still kept repeating the heart-wrenching words "Can you see it?" in an unpleasant voice. Conan even felt that if he had a nightmare in the future, this sentence would definitely appear in his dream.

After teasing the other party for a few minutes and finding that the other party still couldn't come up with any new tricks, Jerry no longer had any intention of continuing to pester this brainless guy.

It drilled directly into the opponent's "body" and used its powerful life energy to burn the vengeful spirit from the inside out.

After doing all this, as the black air completely dissipated, Jerry pretended to wipe his forehead, and then excitedly wanted to find the next victim.

Conan quickly called out to the other person.

"Now that I've seen what you wanted me to see, it's time for you to tell me what your purpose is, right?"

After hearing Conan's words, Jerry couldn't help feeling a little bored.

Before it even started to exert any effort, the little human already didn't want to play anymore.

Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. According to Miyauchi Hikage, it will visit a black cat's home in a few days. Then it can bring a few vengeful spirits as a gift.

So a few minutes later, Conan came to the man who was holding his face again and returned the lens that allowed him to see the truth of the world.

But this time, he became more cautious than before.

These are people with real supernatural powers, and he has to figure out what this man wants to do.

After putting away the lens, the shadow inside the palace no longer remained a secret.

"Have you heard of the resurgence of spiritual energy?"

"You don't have anything else to do now except dealing with that Black Organization, right?"

"Are you interested in working part-time as a savior?"

Chapter 71: We good guys have to be more cunning than the villains

Conan felt that he had received enough stimulation tonight.

After being kidnapped, his worldview collapsed, and now it’s time to be the savior?

Conan even calmed down at this moment because of this series of changes.

After a brief pause, he was even able to seriously ask "himself" sitting opposite him who the savior's enemy was.

"As for enemies...demons, cursed spirits, vampires, aliens, psychics, and maybe even those from another world who might intrude in the future?" Miyauchi Hikage rested his hands on his knees, explaining his understanding of this world. "Among these beings, there are always those who want to rewrite or even destroy the world to their own will. Do you consider them enemies?"

Conan kept in mind everything that "himself" said, and at the same time seriously believed that this "himself" might be the kind of person he was talking about.

"Don't look at me like that. I haven't used any threats against you so far. To be honest, even if you refuse, I won't do anything to you. Do you know why?"

Miyauchi Hikage pointed his finger at Conan: "Because you are that kind of detective. When a mystery is placed in front of you, no matter how dangerous it is, you will rush forward without hesitation to find the truth."