Detective Conan: Beika Town's Complete Transformation into Los Santos

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As far as I can remember, Professor Agasa has never been abroad and usually stays at home doing research.

and many more.

Could it be the movie version of "The Phantom of Baker Street"?

In this theatrical version, Professor Agasa was indeed invited by Yusaku Kudo to go to the United States to participate in the game's production.

Lin Che watched this one seven or eight times, and it was definitely the one that left the deepest impression on him. He had complete control over the plot.

Even without any prior instructions, he absolutely had to go see this movie, which was his favorite!

Chapter 131 Killing Curaçao

Curaçao isn't much of a cook, but she's a master at washing dishes.

Where is Ai?

Her hands weren't dry yet, and she draped them over her chest as if she were cosplaying a cute kitten.

Lin Che took off her slippers and lay down on the sofa. "She went back to the doctor's house. She said it wouldn't bother us if she was alone, so we don't need to worry."

Curaçao frowned slightly. "It's best if children aren't left home alone."

But after saying that, she didn't intend to go find Ai Haibara, after all, she had only lost her memory, not become stupid.

Whether it's Ai Haibara or Conan.

They cannot be viewed in the same way as ordinary children.

She sat down at Lin Che's feet. "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. Are you usually too busy to cook?"

Lin Che shook his head, "I'm too lazy, and I have money, so there's no need for me to do it myself. If all else fails, I can just mooch off the neighbors next door."

He lay down on his side and patted the empty space next to his waist. "You can sit here."

Because it was spoken in a commanding tone, Curaçao hesitated briefly before obeying.

Even though the two did not actually make contact, the heat they emitted had a "fuzzy" feel as it bounced back and forth.

“Mr. Lin…” Curaçao’s voice was soft, with obvious shyness.

Lin Che placed one hand on her waist and said, "Why are you so nervous? If you move any further, you'll be sitting on the ground."

This sudden action made Curaçao gasp inwardly. She bit off the last third of the short syllable she uttered and even tried to sew her lips shut with her teeth to prevent any more sound from coming out.

Lin Che found it amusing and continued, "Xiao Lan called to invite you to dinner. She's that Ms. Ran Mouri from the hospital, remember her?"

The more the other person keeps their lips tightly closed due to nervousness and shyness, the more he should encourage them to speak.

Curaçao quickly gave a "hmm".

Lin Che then added, "We haven't set a specific time yet. She wants to thank you properly in person again. When would be a convenient time for you?"

Curaçao was almost in tears; how could someone's palm be burned to such an extreme degree?!

But she dared not move, because any movement would send a tingling, electric-like sensation spreading rapidly through her.

Curaçao swallowed hard and spoke rapidly, "I'm available anytime, since I have nothing else to do anyway."

Taking this opportunity, she finally moved a little further outside and turned her body to the side.

As a result, once her gaze fell on Lin Che's face, her eyes were instantly drawn to him and she couldn't look away.

Moreover, Lin Che's gentle, smiling expression seemed to possess a certain magic, making her unable to resist wanting to get a little closer to see him more clearly.

All of these things actually had prior preparations.

It was precisely because Lin Che had previously sent ambiguous signals by "putting his arm around her shoulder" that Curaçao was now able to escalate the ambiguity in her heart in a similar atmosphere.

Moreover, she already had a strong liking for Lin Che, which was mixed with a twisted "Stockholm syndrome" attachment.

In her subconscious, she always placed Lin Che in the most important position, regarding him as her guiding light or even her savior.

Fueled by a mix of emotions, before Curaçao could even react, she had already leaned close to Lin Che.

When her thoughts returned to reality, she realized that she was already supporting herself on the sofa with one hand and resting the other on Lin Che's shoulder, and she could clearly feel his hot breath.

"Take off your sunglasses." Lin Cheteng couldn't move his hands, so he had to speak directly.

Upon hearing this, Curaçao slowly removed her sunglasses, revealing her heterochromatic eyes.

Even her almost transparent eye was now filled with tenderness and affection.

"Mr. Lin..."

Curaçao was reluctant to give up its existing 'territory', but it also dared not take another step forward.

Lin Che knew that he needed to lend a little help at this time.

The opportunity to advance the project really did appear out of nowhere.

Lin Che suddenly tightened his grip on Curaçao's lower back, pulling him completely into his arms.

"Mr. Lin...please, not here."

Curaçao is too shy.

Even after going to the bedroom, he insisted on hugging her blanket and wouldn't let go no matter what.

Lin Che is very flexible and adaptable. He directly regarded the pink plush rabbit blanket that was half-covered as a uniform, which made it a bit fun.

......

The next morning.

Do you usually sleep this late?

Ai Haibara stood by the bed, staring at Lin Che with a slightly puzzled look in her eyes.

Normally, after working on experiments all night, she would have gone straight to sleep, but deep down she just couldn't resist finding a reason to come and check on things.

So here she is.

After some hesitation, she pushed open the bedroom door and went in—it shouldn't be too presumptuous, right? She had asked Curaçao for her advice!

Lin Che's mental state had not fully recovered, and he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

As the blanket slipped off, Ai Haibara immediately blushed and turned her head away.

"Did you close the window?" Lin Che looked out the window.

Ai Haibara nodded. "The wind is quite cool in the morning. If it keeps blowing, you might catch a cold."

That's it.

Thankfully, Curaçao was too shy to go back to her room last night.

Otherwise, Ai Haibara might have witnessed the two of them in bed together today.

Although there is still room for salvage, it's better to avoid trouble.

Lin Che glanced at the time and said, "You can go out first, I'll change my clothes."

Ai Haibara wasn't rebellious at all. She hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, and couldn't help but admire Lin Che's amazing physique!

It's hard to imagine that someone who frequently engages in various dangerous activities and undergoes various forms of military training could have such a perfectly intact body.

I'm so hungry!

The antidote—!!!

Ai Haibara rushed back downstairs to the living room, while Curaçao came out with the breakfast she had just made.

"Is Mr. Lin still not up?"

"I'm up... I'm getting dressed."

Ai Haibara quickly cleared the unpleasant images from her mind, her gaze falling on Curaçao. She then asked with a puzzled look, "Yuuki-neechan, your walking posture seems a bit unnatural. Are you injured?"

A flicker of panic crossed Curaçao's eyes, but she quickly forced herself to take two more steps, forcing herself to look away. "No, you see."

After yesterday's failure, breakfast in Curaçao today is back to normal.

After breakfast, Lin Che mentioned that Ran Mouri wanted to invite her to dinner, but Ai Haibara said she wasn't interested and wanted to go back to Dr. Agasa's house to sleep.

After seeing the children off, the morning exercise can begin.

Despite her shy demeanor, Curaçao is actually the one who takes the initiative; she just uses various methods to make Lin Che the one to speak.

This is Curaçao after tasting the golden apple; the contrast is still striking.

Lin Che liked it very much.

But can she actually throw away that tattered blanket?

I'm just waiting for an extremely hot summer.

We'll see what you do then!

Time flew by and it was noon.

Ai Haibara fainted upon touching the bed after staying up all night, so she missed lunch.

Lin Che and Curaçao had a quick meal and then headed to the hospital.

It was both keeping an appointment and visiting someone.

Lin Che wanted to see what Conan's attitude towards him was now.

If you're still whining about killing someone, you might as well just get rid of Conan sooner rather than later.

Chapter 132 Conan is suspected again.

Hospital, ward.

"Mr. Lin, Ms. Tianhai, you've arrived! Please have a seat."

Ran Mouri was very polite, but her face showed obvious signs of fatigue.

She stood to the side with a smile, looking somewhat like a mother who had exhausted herself worrying about her child.

"My dad went out to buy lunch, he should be back soon."

Conan lay on the bed, blinking his big eyes, a hint of worry in his expression.

Conan is indeed very worried.

Because Ran Mouri has started to doubt his identity again.

He previously revealed that his birthday is the same as Shinichi Kudo's.

This time, he was forced to reveal his blood type again, just like Shinichi Kudo.

In addition, Ran Mouri had suspected his identity several times before, so this time the suspicion arose far more than before.

So what can he do in this situation?

Are we hoping that Phantom Thief Kid will come to our aid?

This is completely unrealistic; he doesn't even have Kaito Kid's contact information.

Conan was already thinking about whether he should just be honest with Ran Mouri this time.

But now that he saw Lin Che, a new idea came to him: Could Lin Che play the role of Shinichi Kudo?

Eyes meet.

Lin Che seemed to understand Conan's gaze, so he shook his head slightly.

It's unrealistic for him to play Shinichi Kudo with his physique; the height difference is too great.

Moreover, he wouldn't reveal that he possessed the art of disguise unless Yukiko Kudo came to help him disguise himself.

However, since Conan can still ask him for help now, it seems that he doesn't have any grudges anymore.

Then let's spare Conan's life.

This kid is actually useful, it's just that the inconsistent progress is a bit of a hindrance.

Before long, Kogoro Mouri returned carrying large and small bags. He was unshaven and unkempt, looking like a drunkard you could see anywhere on the street, and he also looked very tired.

The father and daughter thanked Curaçao together and said they must have dinner together that night.

Taking advantage of a lull in their conversation, Conan finally found an opportunity to speak with Lin Che: "I'm in trouble. Could you really help me by pretending to be Shinichi Kudo?"