Conan’s World Stand-in

"Watson...Lan...Holmes...Irene...Lan..."

In the guest room of Shanni Temple, Conan's cold seemed to worsen again. Perhaps he caught a cold when it was raining outside, and at this time, the sense of discomfort once again prevailed. Conan was lying on the bunk, his cheeks flushed, his consciousness blurred, and he was muttering various names. Of course, it seemed that Xiaolan's name appeared more often.

"Really, I said don't bring him here. He has a cold, but he has to come to such a deep mountain..." Heiji Hattori dipped the towel in his hand with water and wrung it out, put it on Conan's head, and his mouth was still full. Complaining about Guan Dounan.

The two originally planned to take advantage of the period after dinner and before going to bed, when the monks were chanting scriptures and doing "evening classes" to conduct some investigations in the Shanni Temple, or to ask the monk Xiunian, who might be the client himself, who was. Knowing but being stumbled by Conan, he took care of him here.

"I have given him cold medicine from Dr. A Li before. He is supposed to be in good physical condition, so he shouldn't be at this level..." Guan Dounan stretched out his hand and opened Conan's eyelids, and saw a pair of emotionless, like No eyes at all looking.

"Perhaps, it's the cup of Laobaigan's pot you gave him."

"Huh? No way? It's not poison, it's just regular alcohol."

"Ordinary wine? Laobaigan is not something that can be summed up as 'ordinary'. It is a real spirit, which even adults are rarely used to drinking, not to mention that you poured it directly on him. A whole cup."

Even in Huaxia, Laobaigan is usually eaten and drunk with appetizers, and the cups are also small wine cups or wine glasses.

"Uh...uh..."

Between the two quarreling, Conan's condition seemed to be even worse, with a painful expression on his face, his body involuntarily had a little spasm, and the quilt was a little messy.

"No, he seems to be a little more uncomfortable... What should I do? There doesn't seem to be a doctor here, right? Are we going to take him down the mountain to the hospital overnight?" Know what to do.

"...His behavior doesn't seem like a cold..." Guan Dounan looked at Conan's actions and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. The time was 7:34 in the evening, before Conan drank the cup. It was almost exactly six hours after the wine, "Conan, what's wrong with you right now?"

"Heart...my heart, it seems...like to explode..." Conan clutched his chest, forcibly squeezed out a few words from his clenched teeth, and then covered his head again, his voice a little distorted, "And... my head, so dizzy... so painful, like it's going to explode..."

"Hey hey hey, this doesn't look like a common cold, I'm afraid it's a more troublesome disease, right? I think, let's take him to the hospital, it's not too late to investigate the case or something, I'll go change clothes. Heiji Hattori saw that Conan was sweating profusely, the blue veins on his neck popped out, and the muscles on his body were shaking uncontrollably.

"Ugh!-"

Conan suddenly screamed in agony, but because of the hoarseness of his voice, the sound was not too loud, and was confined to this room. What's more disturbing is that with his scream, his body seems to emit white mist from the inside out, like the water vapor evaporated from sweat after exercising in winter. It's just that the water vapor from the sweat is definitely not as thick as he is, and it almost covers his whole person.

"This, this is..."

"Mist... Could it be a fog tengu? If so..."

Hattori Heiji was taken aback by this bizarre picture and was stunned on the spot. However, Guan Dounan suddenly turned his head to look at him, directly pulled his arm with one hand, and pressed Hattori Heiji's hand on Conan's head.

He suspects that Conan was harmed by the so-called "Fog Tengu". Can the improper water vapor emerging from Conan's body be interpreted as "fog"? And if the legendary monsters and monsters such as the fog tengu really exist, it is just the time for Hattori Heiji, who has his own demon-breaking physique, to try to remove it.

"Snapped!"

Hattori's hand slammed on Conan's forehead, and the wet towel was thrown to the ground during Conan's painful struggle, so this time it can be said to be solid.

After Conan was slapped on the forehead by Hattori, he suddenly became quiet. There was no more painful screaming in his mouth, no more convulsions in his body, and no more water vapor to escape. If he was still breathing, Guan Dounan It is almost doubtful whether Hattori Heiji, the witcher, directly "purified" Conan.

However, this strange mist still did not disperse.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"Crack."

When Hattori Heiji asked an unexplained question, a sound of something shattering suddenly sounded from the position where Conan's head was in contact with his hand, scaring him to take his hand away immediately. At some point in Conan's forehead, a crack like a broken porcelain appeared, and it continued to spread outward.

"No, wait, I didn't exert any force just now, how is this kid..."

Hattori Heiji was a little flustered and incoherent at this time. He was only slightly stronger than the mosquitoes just now, but he actually cracked this kid's head? But human skin shouldn't have glass-shattering cracks, right? What exactly is going on.

"Snapped."

The crack on Conan's forehead gradually cracked open, and a piece of skin fell off, but it disappeared directly in the air. No flesh or bone was exposed under the splinter, but another layer of skin. It looks the same as before, but if I have to say something different...it seems a little rough?

"Wait, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Could this be..." Guan Dounan seemed to suddenly realize what was going on, and quickly stood up to push Hattori Heiji out of the room, but although his movements were not slow, what happened to Conan The change is really fast.

"Clap..."

The crack that was originally only on the forehead quickly spread to the whole body, and the fragments fell bit by bit, like falling rain. After the fragments of the hair fell, the hair was still exposed, and the fragments of the skin were still skin after falling. But the position seems to be a bit misplaced, or... it is elongated and widened.

In Hattori Heiji's incredible gaze, the body surface of "Conan" was completely shattered, revealing the person under the thin shell. His length, or height, was nearly double that of the original "Conan", and The body shape has changed from the original big-headed elementary school student to a well-proportioned, although not strong, but still healthy young male body.

"I was seen by you in the end... Congratulations, I saw another side of the real world, learned some secrets, and became the same person as us... Of course, these secrets should never have been known to you."

Guan Dounan sighed and patted Hattori's back, who had witnessed a primary school student changing in size everywhere, as if to comfort him, but also said like a threat.