Chapter 898 Trip to Singapore
Kamiya House.
Miyano Shiho sat on the sofa, crossed her legs, and looked away impatiently.
As for her front, Conan was bent at 90 degrees, begging: "Please, Miyano! Give me that!"
Miyano Shiho crossed her arms and said coldly, "No!"
"Please!" Conan clasped his hands in front of his chest, tears in his eyes.
Miyano Shiho felt a chill, rubbed her arms, and moved away from the side, with a look of disgust on her face: "Can you not be so disgusting?"
At this time, the door of the entrance hall opened and Youya walked in carrying a box of strawberry cake.
Conan was surprised to see him here: "Why are you here? It just so happens that I bought some strawberry cake, let's eat together."
Conan subconsciously refused: "I'm not here to eat cake!"
One minute later.
"So sweet~ Yuya, where did you buy this cake?" Conan squinted his eyes and looked very happy.
Yuya smiled proudly, "I found this shop by accident."
He stuffed another piece of cake into his mouth and asked, "So, what are you doing here?"
Conan paused as he stuffed the cake into his mouth, then suddenly remembered his purpose. He put down his fork and looked at Miyano Shiho pleadingly: "Miyano, I really beg you!"
Miyano Shiho frowned and said, "If I say no, it means no."
Seeing that Miyano Shiho refused to give in, Conan could only look at Yuya pleadingly.
Yuya looked confused: "So what's going on?"
Miyano Shiho sighed, "Didn't we say before that Mr. Kyogoku had an important competition in Singapore, and we made an appointment with Sonoko and Xiaolan to go together?"
Youya remembered this and nodded, "Yes, we are leaving for Singapore tomorrow. Haven't we already bought the tickets?"
Miyano Shiho pouted at Conan and said, "Look, this guy wants to go with me no matter what."
Youye was confused: "If you want to go, just go. Why are you coming to my house? Do you want me to buy you a plane ticket?"
Conan lowered his eyes and said, "Of course it's easy for you to say it with your mouth." He took out a booklet from his pocket and slammed it on the table. "But that also requires me to be able to go abroad!"
Yuya suddenly realized, patted his head and said: "I almost forgot, you have Kudo Shinichi's passport. Conan is an illegal immigrant and cannot get a passport."
Although the doctor used his connections to send Conan to Teitan Elementary School, a passport is essential if one wants to travel abroad, and this is not something the doctor can get just by using his connections.
Conan sighed hard: "Xiaolan and uncle are going, I don't want to stay at home alone! I want to go with them!"
Yuya thought for a moment and understood Conan's plan: "So, you want to pass the security check by taking the antidote like the last time you went to London?"
Conan nodded vigorously, then immediately lowered his head: "But Miyano just doesn't agree."
Yuya looked at Miyano Shiho.
Miyano Shiho frowned, "It's not that I don't want to give you the antidote, but this is an unfinished product. If you take too much, you will develop drug resistance. Once it accumulates to a certain level, even if I develop a formal antidote, you may not be able to change back."
"We only have you as a sample, so we can't do any experiments. That's why the progress of the antidote is so slow. I don't know what level of drug resistance will make the antidote ineffective. Do you want to be Conan for the rest of your life?"
Conan's face changed: "It's not that serious, right? Just once..."
"No!" Miyano Shiho refused sternly.
Conan dropped his shoulders helplessly, he also knew that what Miyano Shiho said was true.
In fact, Conan secretly kept a temporary antidote with him, which he took before returning the medicine box in Dongming Mountain.
But one pill is not enough. Even if he goes abroad successfully, what will he do when he comes back?
Perhaps he could shamelessly ask Miyano Shiho for the antidote. She would definitely not ignore it for Yuya's sake, but the consequences would definitely be miserable.
What if she didn’t bring the antidote?
That's why Conan had to go find Miyano Shiho, but no matter how much he begged she refused, and the reasons she gave made Conan unable to refute.
"Okay, then I can only stay and look after the house." Conan covered his face and walked towards the door crying.
Before leaving, she secretly looked back - the two people in the living room were indifferent and were enjoying the strawberry cake by themselves.
Conan knew there was no hope, so he sighed, pushed the door open and left.
After Conan left, Yuya suddenly said, "It seems that he doesn't plan to use that medicine."
Miyano Shiho snorted lightly: "He's sensible."
That's right, Miyano Shiho had already discovered that Conan had stolen the antidote. After all, she had made them herself, so she naturally remembered exactly how many there were.
But they didn't expose Conan, thinking that if something really happened, the antidote might come in handy. After all, they were not always together.
On the way back, Conan wondered if there was anyone who could help him.
But after thinking for a long time, it seemed that there was no one.
My parents are still abroad. Even if they are willing to help, it will be too late for them to come back now.
As for the others...there really aren't any.
No, there is someone who might be able to help, but he has no reason to help me, and I don’t know how to contact that person.
What's more, if I ask him for help, he might not only not help me, but also laugh at me.
After all, he is still a teenager of 17 or 18 years old. He is still very interested in traveling abroad, especially to watch the games of his acquaintances.
But since he couldn't think of a solution, Conan had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, Conan's ears moved and he felt someone was following him.
Who is it? Conan's heart tightened. He had just fought with the organization's people. His first reaction was that the organization's people were looking for him.
Thinking of this, Conan ran forward quickly. When he passed a corner, he turned around, opened the watch-shaped anesthetic, aimed at the corner, and planned to shoot as soon as the man appeared.
"Tada tada!" There was a burst of hurried footsteps, and Conan exerted a little force with his fingers.
"Conan?" Perhaps because he didn't see anyone, the person who was following called out Conan's name.
Conan was stunned. Is this voice Xiaolan?
As the person turned the corner and revealed his face under the street light, it was indeed Mao Li Ran.
Conan breathed a sigh of relief, put down his wrist and asked in confusion: "Why are you here, Xiaolan? Aren't you at home packing your luggage?"
Mao Lilan smiled and said, "I was a little worried when I saw you didn't come back, so I came to pick you up."
"Oh~" Conan nodded suddenly. So that's how it was. He was almost scared.
"Let's go, let's go back." Ran Mouri walked forward and extended her hand to Conan.
Conan habitually went to hold her hand, but unexpectedly Mao Lilan suddenly squatted down: "Hey, Conan, what's that on your face?"
Conan was stunned, and subconsciously touched his cheek, but felt nothing: "There's nothing on my face..."
"Hehe!" Mao Lilan, who was squatting face to face, suddenly grinned.
Conan's pupils shrank slightly - Xiaolan would never smile like that, and... why does this grin look so familiar?
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Changi Airport
Yuya, Miyano Shiho, Suzuki Sonoko, and the Mori father and daughter, a group of five people walked out of the exit dragging their luggage.
Mao Lilan looked around and saw people of all skin colors passing by with luggage. They all looked like tourists.
She said with some regret: "It's a pity that Conan can't come."
Maori Kogoro curled his lips and said, "Why bother with that little brat? Just leave him here to look after the house."
Mao Lilan glared at him in dissatisfaction.
Suzuki Sonoko glanced at her phone and said, "Let's go to the parking lot. The car that was reserved for us is already waiting for us."
"Let's go!" The group walked towards the parking lot.
Youye suddenly looked back, a look of suspicion flashing across his face.
Miyano Shiho followed his line of sight and looked for a few times, but found nothing. She asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
Youye shook his head: "Nothing, I just seemed to feel a gaze, maybe it was my illusion?"
Miyano Shiho became a little nervous: "Could it be them?"
Youya put his hand on her head and rubbed it gently: "Don't think too much, that look is not malicious..."
Yuya said this, and Miyano Shiho nodded in relief.
"Mio, Yuya, you two hurry up!" Ran Mouri waved at them from a distance.
"Coming!" Youya responded, holding Miyano Shiho's hand and chasing after him.
After Yuya and his group left, a young man with curly bangs and some small tails of hair on the back of his neck and at the top of his head came out dragging a huge metal suitcase.
He wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear: "I was almost seen by that guy. I think he is worthy of being a famous detective. He is so vigilant."
……
After putting their luggage at the hotel, Youya and his group came to the Merlion Park, where there is a famous Merlion water-spouting statue, which is also the symbol and emblem of Singapore.
Basically, all tourists will come here to see this sculpture.
Suzuki Sonoko also made an appointment with Kyogoku Makoto to meet here.
After waiting for a long time near the Merlion sculpture (Suzuki Sonoko thought), Kyogoku Makoto still didn't show up.
Suzuki Sonoko sent several messages in a row, but received no response.
She said to herself worriedly, "Is Ah Zhen in trouble? No, no, the one in trouble should be the guy who caused trouble for him, but why didn't he reply to my message?"
Suzuki Sonoko paced back and forth anxiously.
Mao Lilan looked at Suzuki Sonoko with a smile, and thought to herself that Sonoko hadn't seen Kyogoku Makoto for too long, as they had only arrived not long ago.
Yuya and Miyano Shiho stood on the shore, watching the powerful stream of water spurting out of the Merlion's mouth fall into the lake, splashing water continuously.
As for Kogoro Mouri...he was sitting in the rest area under a parasol with his tongue hanging out.
……
Conan was awakened by the noisy sound outside. He opened his eyes, but saw darkness.
It's not daybreak yet? He thought subconsciously, but he immediately felt something was wrong. He was curled up, as if he was trapped in a very small place, unable to even turn over.
"What's going on? What happened? I was kidnapped?!" Conan was shocked. He didn't expect that he would encounter human traffickers.
But he calmed down immediately. It was noisy outside, and he seemed to be in a crowded place? That shouldn't be kidnapping... But why was he here?
Conan recalled carefully and soon remembered that his last memory was the scene of Mao Li Ran grinning at him.
"That smile...could it be?" A bold guess popped up in Conan's mind.
At this moment, there was a sound of a zipper being unzipped above Conan's head, and the next second, dazzling sunlight suddenly shone in.
Conan quickly covered his eyes, and after adjusting for a while, he propped himself up and looked around.
There were a lot of people, a lot of people, of all skin colors and hair colors, and they all looked like tourists.
"Am I at some tourist attraction?" Conan rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
He looked at a statue not far away in a daze.
"The Merlion..." Conan vaguely guessed something, and looked up into the distance with some doubt in his life - a unique ship-shaped building spanning the tops of three buildings came into view, "Sands Hotel..."
Conan was completely stunned: "Why am I in Singapore!!!"
"Hmm?" Mao Lilan, who was admiring the Merlion, looked in a certain direction with a sense of something.
Strange, I seem to hear Conan's voice, is it my illusion? Mao Lilan tilted her head in confusion.
She looked at the pink bubbles between Yuya and Miyano Shiho, then at Suzuki Sonoko who was standing on tiptoe looking for someone, and at an old father slumped under a parasol, and wondered if it would be okay if she left for a while.
So she walked towards the direction where she heard the sound, with the mentality of enjoying the scenery and seeing if it was really Conan.
"Hey, you're awake, detective." Suddenly, Conan heard a very frivolous and very familiar voice coming from the side.
Conan was shocked. What was this voice?
He turned his head suddenly and saw a very familiar face - how could it not be familiar? That was exactly what he looked like!
"Strange... wuwuwu!" Conan was about to shout out subconsciously, but Kaito Kid quickly covered his mouth.
Kidd made a gesture to silence him and shushed him forcefully, "Don't shout!"
Conan slapped his hand away, jumped out of the box, grabbed Kidd by the collar and asked, "You bastard! Why did you bring me here!"
He looked at Kidd's face, and suddenly reached out and pulled - there was no mask, it was a real face!
This guy really looks exactly like me! Conan was amazed.
He didn't believe it when he heard Yuya tell him about this before, but now that he has confirmed it with his own hands - he still finds it a little unconvincing.
Are there really people in this world who look so similar? Is my dad really having an affair?!
"A-choo!" Yusaku Kudo, who was typing diligently, suddenly sneezed.
He took a tissue and wiped his nose with a slightly suspicious expression - as if someone was saying something bad about him?
Kidd didn't expect Conan to pull his face, and was completely unprepared, but he didn't care. Anyway, his appearance had already been known by Kamiya Yuya.
He rubbed his cheeks with some pride: "How about it? I don't even need to disguise myself when I pretend to be you, which saves a lot of materials."
Conan stared blankly: "Isn't it as easy for you to disguise yourself as drinking water?"
Kidd showed a contemptuous expression: "I can tell from the first glance that you don't understand magic. I was well prepared in advance. In fact, the materials needed for disguise alone are..."
"Alright, alright, I don't want to hear this!" Conan interrupted his show-off with his dead eyes downcast, "What on earth do you want to do by bringing me to Singapore?"
Kidd stood up and pointed to a picture of the sea overhead: "Look at that."
Conan looked up and found it was a promotional poster for a karate tournament.