Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

"Sister Xiaolan, do you know that Kudo Shinichi?"

"Oh, this..."

"How did you know that super-famous high school detective!"

"Oh~ You shouldn't be his girlfriend!"

"Not really!" "That's not the case!"

Banxia poked his head out of the basket and squinted, staring at Conan, whose face was slightly red, along with the others. Looks like it's really you, Kudo Kid.

Today is the second day that Banxia doubts Conan. Since following Shirley to Kudo's house the night before, Banxia has begun to suspect this overnight elementary school student.

Since Xiaolan and the others attended the wedding from Kyoto yesterday and brought Banxia back from Dr. Asasa's house, Banxia has been observing Conan's every move inch by inch. And today, Banxia can finally be sure that he, Conan Egawado, must be Kudo Shinichi who has become a child.

Thinking of this, Banxia once again focused his gaze on Xiaolan, who was shyly tearing the cabbage leaves in her hand. Thinking of the fist with which she could smash the telephone pole with her bare hands, and some small advantages that Conan had taken advantage of intentionally or unintentionally these days, Banxia in the vegetable basket couldn't help but shudder, and began to think, if you eat a meal, if a cat takes out a packing bag, will it be too shocking to the world?

"Really, what's going on with Shinichi lately, I haven't been contacted for so long."

"Well, well! The new brother must have encountered some trouble, and he can't get out. Conan laughed dryly and pulled out a plausible reason.

Oh, as the daughter of a Maori detective, Miss Maorilan, are you finally starting to notice that something is wrong!

Banxia, who was pulling a shopping bag, saw Xiaolan's thinking appearance, and her eyes lit up. It's impossible not to eat melons, and in this life, no, it's impossible not to eat melons in two lifetimes.

Banxia, who was waiting to eat melons, quickly picked up the small dried fish he bought for himself, jumped to the back of the sofa in three or two steps, and found an excellent viewing position.

Well, well, as you can see from Miss Maolilan's classic thinking action, the answer is already on the horizon! And on the other side, our Kudo-san, oh no, it should be called Conan-san by now. Okay, our Conan-classmate's heart can be said to be very nervous, and the beads of sweat are falling down.

Here it is, Miss Maolilan has finally thought of the final answer, let's meet this final answer!

Everyone said together: Conan, in fact, you are the new...

"Could it be that the new one, the level has become stinky?"

Ha?

This answer was something Banxia didn't expect, but it was understandable. After all, it's not like anyone can think that Kudo will go from a high school student to an elementary school student.

Banxia grabbed a small dried fish from the packaging bag a little boringly, put it in his mouth and chewed it, only this crunchy small dried fish could give him a little comfort in his heart that was hurt because he couldn't eat melons.

"Ding Dong-

" "It's coming, who is it-ah!"

Xiaolan, who went to open the door, was startled by the various packaging boxes that rushed in front of her, and Conan, who was standing by the door, twisted his body in the rain of boxes, trying to avoid the smashed boxes.

"Meow? (What's wrong?)

"What's the matter?"

Uncle Maori and Banxia raised their heads at the same time, looking at the chaotic scene at the door with some blankness.

"My surname is Xiaochuan, and since about two years ago, someone has sent toys and money every month..."

While the client began to tell the situation, Banxia also abandoned the small dried fish in front of him, jumped on the table and began to study those toys. Well, completely headless ... Well? Why are these toys old?

Banxia poked the box, and through the plastic shell, he could clearly see that the joints of the transformers in the box were very badly worn.

“...... I thought it must be uneasy and kind, so I didn't touch the money at all. And this time there was no sending of anything, in addition to more money, there was also an incomprehensible letter. "

It does look like it's not kind. How can anyone give a gift to the other party's child to give old toys. Banxia looked at the surrounding boxes, and the contents more or less had traces of use.

"So, could it be my uncle's patient?"

"Huh? Patient? The Maori father and daughter looked at Conan with some confusion.

"Because my uncle is a surgeon, isn't it possible if it was a secret thank you gift from a patient he helped before?"

"Did I introduce me to a surgeon?" The client touched his head, a little doubtful of his memory.

"That's right! Conan, how do you know? Lan leaned down abruptly and looked into Conan's eyes with a curious expression.

"Because I saw my uncle's index finger." Conan saw that the client raised his hands but still looked confused, so he could only continue to explain, "You have a slanted mark on your finger, and the general surgeon usually uses his index finger to fix the thin thread and tie the knot while performing surgery. That's why there are such marks on my uncle's fingers. "

Conan, you're awesome, it's just... It's just..."

Banxia turned his head to look at Xiaolan, why did he suddenly get stuck? But soon, he noticed that Xiaolan's expression seemed to be something wrong. It's as if something incredible has happened.

Is it possible?

Xiaolan suspects Conan?

If that's the case, should he say that Xiaolan's luck is invincible, and guess accurately? Or should I say that this is the fate of the two?

Banxia stroked his beard and showed a smile watching the play. It's not easy to become a person, it's better to watch a play.

Just when Banxia and Xiaolan were immersed in their respective thoughts, Conan had once again pretended to be surprised, revealing the clue that "these are old toys, and there is no barcode on the box" to Uncle Maori.

At this time, Xiaolan's gaze at Conan was even more wrong.

"Could it be that the sender wants to buy something from Mr. Ogawa?" Conan didn't notice Ran's gaze, but studied the letter on the table with great interest.

Banxia now no longer pays attention to the three people who are discussing the commission, but looks at Conan who is staring at him for a while, Xiaolan thoughtfully, and Conan who is completely free of himself and does not know how to hide it.

"Meow (tsk, it's really a big show.)

Banxia scratched her ears and became excited. If Xiaolan really thinks the truth out, Kudo guy will definitely not have good fruit to eat.

......

"Doctor Ogawa, it's a package again."

As soon as the four of them and one cat walked into the rice flower general hospital, a cute nurse holding flowers greeted them. In the flower pot in his hand, the red morning glory blooms like fire.

"Meow? (Morning glory?) Not the season, right?

Banxia poked her head out of the pet backpack that Xiaolan specially prepared for herself, and looked at the flower pot in the nurse's hand with some confusion.

"Did it come from the same person?" Uncle Maori reached out and touched the petals, well, not fake flowers.

"Yes, but the flowers do come only once a year, and they are all today, February 19 every year." Dr. Ogawa smiled bitterly twice, his expression very distressed.

"If you send flowers... Will the sender be a woman? Uncle Maori stared at the morning glory, his fingers rubbing his chin and conjecture.

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, "Morning glory, I remember that the flower language is illusory love?"

Hearing this, Uncle Maori's eyelids drooped, stared at the dead fish's eyes, and looked at Dr. Ogawa suspiciously, "Could it be Dr. Ogawa that you did something bad to a certain lady two years ago?"

"No, no, there will never be such a thing." Dr. Ogawa hurriedly waved his hand, and at the same time looked around a little embarrassed, for fear that what Uncle Maori said would be listened to by others.

"What about your son's birthday?" Uncle Maori reversed course and shifted his focus to Dr. Ogawa's son.

"But Yuta's birthday is in December?" Dr. Ogawa spread his hands in annoyance.

Conan, who was holding the flower pot, finally finished studying the morning glory in his hand and interjected, "Dr. Ogawa, can you show us your patient's medical records?" Maybe it's a patient who has something to do with February 19th.

"Ah, yes, yes, can you borrow the relevant medical records?" Uncle Maori was reminded of this, and he also put the idea of a medical record.

"But—" Dr. Ogawa hesitated, this was not something to be seen casually.

"Maybe there's a clue." Uncle Maori put his hand to his mouth and whispered a seductive voice.

"That's... Come with me. Dr. Ogawa carried a bag full of large and small parcels and led the three of them into the archives of the surgical department.

Banxia raised her hand to brush away Xiaolan's strands of hair that blocked her vision, and looked at the increasingly suspicious look on her face, and couldn't help but look forward to it. For such a long time since I was reborn, I've been thinking about turning into a human again and the whereabouts of Kudo Kid. Now, Kudo Kid has been confirmed, and he can watch the show with peace of mind. After all, this is the first time Banxia has encountered such an interesting thing.

Fun cat, come up!

"Well, please take good care of your cat when you see it, but don't let it scratch our medical records."

Dr. Ogawa looked at Banxia in his pet backpack and stopped talking. In the end, I was embarrassed to say it, so I asked Xiaolan, who was carrying Banxia on her back, to wait outside the archives.

After looking at it for a long time, Uncle Maori completely lost his patience, "I don't see anything wrong at all!" Dr. Ogawa, let's go and see the painting you mentioned. With that, he stretched out of his chair and walked out of the file room after Dr. Ogawa.

"Sister Xiaolan, you go first, I want to take a look here again." Conan grabbed a notebook and began to flip through it.

"Then don't run around." Xiaolan closed the door of the archive room, but did not choose to follow Uncle Maori to the office, but waited for a moment and quietly opened the door of the archive room through a crack, looking at the scene in the room with a solemn expression.

Conan, who was sitting in a chair, was browsing the files on his desk at an astonishing speed.

"How can you go through other people's medical records?" Finally, Xiaolan, who was a little irritable because of her inner conjecture, finally couldn't help it, quietly walked behind Conan, and asked.

"Ah, Sister Xiaolan." The sudden sound in his ears frightened Conan into paleness, and he slowly regained his ruddy color after seeing that it was Xiaolan standing behind him.

"Anything new?" Xiaolan raised her hand to touch Conan's head, but she didn't know what she thought of, and slowly put her hand down.

And Conan didn't notice this, but looked confident, "Of course, he said that flowers are sent at this time of year, so I think the sender will be the patient here, and what's going on in this hospital."

"The money, the toys, and the flowers, all started two years ago, and I looked at Dr. Ogawa's patients from three years ago. There were a total of eight people who were related to February 19 this year, some were hospitalized at that time, some were operated on at that time, and some were discharged at that time.

Conan put down the file in his hand, walked over to the flowers and bags full of packages on the ground, and continued with his right hand on his chin.

"Giving flowers and gifts to people, usually as a token of appreciation, seems to make some sense. But it should not be so much that morning glories are specially cultivated in greenhouses. And there's that letter, which looks so weird. As he spoke, he put his hands in his pockets and looked at the flowers and gifts in front of him.

"Wow, you even know this, it's amazing! It's a new one. "

Aha, that's... Yes..."