Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 158 Conan, what are you doing under my bed?

night...

Kogoro Mouri sat up in bed looking dejected and rubbed his eyes.

He looked out the window again, but the scene he had imagined did not appear.

He glanced around; it was quiet.

He told Xiaolan to go home and rest, since she had to go to school the next day.

Inspector Megure was persuaded to leave by a few words and return to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Inspector Megure has been with him for all these days.

Thanks to Fuhesh's organization... the most dangerous factor has now been eliminated.

Next, all you have to do is wait to be discharged from the hospital.

Perhaps I've been under too much pressure these past few days, which is why I'm having those hallucinations...

clack... clack...

A commotion came from under the bed, and Kogoro Mouri's pupils contracted. "Who?!"

"It's me, it's me, Uncle Mori..." Conan crawled out from under Kogoro Mori's bed and chuckled dryly.

After explaining the situation to Hattori Heiji and reconciling their positions, they returned to the detective agency only to find no one there.

So we went straight to the hospital... but found Uncle Mori sleeping, so we found a nearby doctor and used his "answer all questions" skill.

It turned out that the uncle's mind had been acting strangely lately.

“Conan…” Kogoro Mouri’s eyes glazed over for a moment.

Was he hallucinating again? Why did Conan crawl out from under his bed?!

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's self-doubting expression, Conan quickly said, "I'm worried about Uncle Mouri..."

"Wasn't that uncle sleeping just now..." Conan scratched his head. "I heard Dr. Asai explain your condition, so I wanted to hide and observe you..."

"You little brat..." Kogoro Mouri said, though he couldn't help but feel a little touched. Conan was quite filial. "These are matters for adults; kids shouldn't get too involved..."

Conan's lips twitched involuntarily upon hearing this... The moment he heard about adults, the image of Shen Gege involuntarily surfaced in his mind again.

However, Conan doesn't quite believe that Uncle Mori has mental problems.

The items that Dr. Agasa researches are still guaranteed to be safe.

But he had already understood everything.

Conan's lips curled slightly. On his way here, he had made inquiries from various sources and had already learned about the murder scene and the anatomical model.

The criminals were simply using models and the principle of reflection to create an illusion for the police.

When the scene is repeated once again... then the whole truth will be revealed.

"Still not asleep...?" Fukushiro opened the door and walked in, glancing at Conan.

"Shen'ergege..." Conan greeted in a childish voice.

Ignoring Conan's cute antics, Fushiguro Jinji sat down in a chair and gently tapped the table with his fingers to wake up Kogoro Mouri, who was lost in thought.

"Ah, it's Fushiguro-kun..." Kogoro Mouri's eyes narrowed. "What brings you here..."

“You're right.” Fuheshen’s voice was calm as he looked towards the warehouse outside.

Most importantly... he was somewhat looking forward to seeing how Xiaolan would perform.

It's now 100% certain that Mitsuo Shirai was behind this.

Although Kogoro Mouri told Ran to leave, Ran was still worried about her father... after he gave her some 'guidance'.

Xiao Lan said earnestly that she would lead Shan Ji and the others to catch the criminal.

Kogoro Mouri, completely unaware that Jinji Fushiguro's thoughts were entirely focused on his daughter, was deeply moved. "Fushiguro-kun... thank you, thank you so much..."

Conan sat to the side, swinging his short legs, and looked at Kogoro Mouri with his crescent-shaped eyes.

Honestly, he went so far as to hide under the bed to help Uncle Mori catch suspicious people.

He skipped tomorrow's classes to spend time with Uncle Maori.

In the end, all you can thank is Shen Gege?

What a double standard...

“It’s still early, you can rest for a while…” Fuhe Shen’er said, head down, replying to someone’s message.

"I can't sleep right now..." Kogoro Mouri shook his head. "Let's wait and see."

Conan nodded, and seeing that Shinobu Fushiguro was chatting, he jumped off the bed and curiously peeked over.

The chat consisted of sending emoticons and asking each other what she wanted to eat, with a slightly ambiguous tone...

Conan's heart tightened instantly, his eyes following the phone screen upwards... When he saw "Little...", Fushiguro Jinji suddenly turned off the screen.

"Shen Gege...who are you chatting with?" Conan asked coquettishly, shaking Fukuro Shen's arm, the image he dared not even imagine resurfacing in his mind.

"What's it to you?" Fuhe Shen'er's tone was gentle but carried a hint of indifference.

Conan: ..........

The scene fell silent for a moment, and Kogoro Mouri's eyes remained unfocused, wondering if he was really sick.

Fuhesh was chatting with Sherry while looking down...

Conan, on the other hand, would occasionally harass Fushiguro Jinji.

Night...23.30.

Ring ring ring ring...

The shrill alarm clock rang, instantly waking Conan from his sleepiness.

I wanted to jump up and turn off the alarm...

boom!

crunch.

A giant hand suddenly reached out and slammed down, instantly deforming, crushing, and shattering the iron armor.

Conan looked up and stared blankly at Fushiguro.

At this moment, the other party had black hair that covered his eyes, and a majestic figure. Just standing there quietly gave people a strong sense of oppression.

The shattered metal parts scattered around him jolted and fell down.

Kogoro Mouri's pupils contracted slightly, but that was all; he wasn't surprised.

He had even witnessed Fuheshul lifting a giant stone.

Conan's lips twitched slightly. "Why did you smash it?"

“I hate noisy things.” Fuheshel chopped the parts on the ground. “No matter when…”

Conan's half-moon eyes can break anything that's noisy; what about a person? Could he possibly kill them?

That's such a weak excuse...

Wait...that's not right.

Conan's brain is instantly pierced by a laser...

An alarm clock... combined with the reflection of glass, can create an illusion.

Was Shen'ergege reminding himself?

After realizing that he was a primary school student with exceptional detective talent, he developed a fondness for his talent.

What a pity... Actually, he just shrunk. We already knew this method when we were exploring the abandoned warehouse.

"As expected, Shrek, you've discovered the truth, haven't you?" Conan smiled confidently. "So you're using this to remind us, are you?"

"The truth?" Fuheshen scoffed. "That's not important to me."

After saying that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it...