Chapter 912 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix

"Hey, Xiaolan, look, look, isn't this your famous detective?"

Heye, who was eating and looking at his phone, didn't know what he saw. He suddenly raised his head from the rice bowl and turned the phone screen in the direction of Mao Lilan in surprise.

Mao Lilan instinctively glanced in the direction of her mobile phone, only to find that the social platform of Rimai TV had begun to promote this variety show about detectives.

Different from the promotional poster they saw in the afternoon, this poster uses a different composition. In addition to the several detectives surrounding the front, there is also a dark silhouette in the background of the poster, which is illuminated from behind. It was covered by people, as if it were some kind of final boss.

However, the iconic hairstyle and suit make it easy to determine the person's identity without seeing his face.

"It's him." Mao Lilan shrugged and lowered his head again, "I know this."

Not only did he know that, he even took a bus with Hattori Heiji in the morning...

"Is that so... What a surprise, you look so calm." Yuan Shan and Ye turned to observe Mao Lilan's expression, "Hasn't he been missing for several months?"

Regarding this girl who also grew up with a high school detective who was full of detectives, Toyama and Ye believed that the two of them could be considered similar and could more or less understand Mao Lilan's mood.

If Hattori Heiji was involved in such a troublesome case that he had to stay away from his original living environment and not see anyone for several months, she would definitely be worried to death.

Seeing Mao Lilan's unexpectedly calm state, Yuan Shan and Ye pressed their eyebrows strangely, looked left and right, and whispered in her ear: "Why do you look like this, quarrel? Or have you changed your mind? "

"Ahem..." Mao Lilan, who choked on a mouthful of soup, quickly grabbed a tissue and covered her mouth, looking at Toyama Kazuye dumbfounded, "What nonsense are you talking about! Shinichi told me that he has no time to participate in variety shows. But the program team was too kind to refuse, so he accepted the invitation and recorded some videos and voices for them. Why should I be excited if he doesn’t come to Tokyo.”

Well, it's actually just pure voice. Although Shinichi can't fake some images, it would be too dangerous...

"What..." Yuan Shan and Ye, who had not eaten the melon, sat back down and looked at the smile on her lips that she couldn't hide while wiping her mouth. She said slightly sourly, "We have been apart for so long. Why do you seem to have a better relationship?"

"Well, probably because we gave each other some space and were able to see our inner thoughts more clearly." Mao Lilan, who was embarrassed to lie, tilted her head and said with high emotional intelligence.

"Is this so? That's great..."

"Ah sneeze - ah sneeze -"

"I told you to wear two more clothes. Children can easily catch colds." Hattori Heiji, who had returned from walking around the hotel, was about to say something to Conan when he almost got sneezed by the other party and quickly stepped back. Step, "The wind is quite strong on the island."

"It's not that I'm catching a cold! And I'm just smaller in appearance, so my strength has declined, but my physical fitness hasn't changed much!" Conan wiped his face and replied angrily, "How stable am I in playing football? What has changed?"

"It's really..." Hattori Heiji was shocked by his well-founded rebuttal. He touched his chin and fell into deep thought, "In other words, you only look seven or eight years old, but in fact your brain development is still in its original state. It looks like...well, it's such a miraculous medicine, the therapeutic effect is amazing, I want to try everything you mentioned..."

"Stop making fun of me." Conan kicked Hattori Heiji, "I give you this blessing, do you want it?"

"I don't want it, but there must be many powerful old men who want it."

"That's the problem..." Conan rubbed his head, thinking of this gave him a headache.

When he ran to the doctor from time to time to draw Haiyuan's blood for examination, he had already heard some things about Drug A from Haiyuan Ai.

Perhaps it was because Karasawa's parents' research was far more shocking than APTX4869. She was obviously not so resistant to revealing the truth about the experiment at first, and she said a lot of profound things.

For example, her research found that although APTX can reverse human growth in a physical sense, because people's perception of themselves has been fixed, or in other words, the human brain has adapted to the old physical state, just like an amputee will Like phantom pain, old bodily functions cannot be completely corrected—unless supplemented by cognitive correction and treatment. However, the experimental operators who can carry out this step, that is, the Karasawa couple, are both obedient and secretive in this kind of experiment to correct other people's cognition. At present, the organization cannot achieve perfect rejuvenation in the true sense.

Of course, this also includes the fact that after she obtained the sample from Belmod, she confirmed that the antidote to APTX might be like poison to some people...

Shaking away the proper nouns in his mind, Conan decided not to worry about those complicated things, and turned to look at Hattori Heiji: "So what did you want to say when you came here just now?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Hattori Heiji patted his forehead, "This hotel is quite clean, and it seems that the TV station is not so single. In addition, this hotel is decorated with a lot of lavender..."

As he said that, Hattori Heiji looked out the window of their room.

There, on the bare, badly corroded window sill, there were also two pots of lavender, and the faint fragrance of the flowers also filled the room.

"I don't know if it's hinting at something, or if it's related to the next mystery."

"A lot?" Conan frowned, somehow remembering the murals in the wonderful space of the Blue Castle.

If this is arranged by the program team... combined with this, there is a high probability that Reina Mizuna is a member of the organization...

"Let's see where Akechi went." Thinking of this, Conan decisively grasped the main contradiction.

If there is any special purpose for this arrangement, you probably won't get a real answer by asking the program team, but Akechi Goro might know something.

Karasawa, who was being watched closely by them, was standing on the foggy island, covering his nose while running after the dots marking his teammates on the map.

"It's so strong that it's a bit pungent... I'd have known better if I asked Shui Wu Lianna to place two pots. Forget it. If I put so many, the smell of the Impression Space is almost offensive to my nose..."

Although there were no residents on this uninhabited island before, so there could not be any impression space, but when the film crew set foot on the island, the situation here began to change drastically.

Although it is just a small program group, there are too many Crouching Dragons and Phoenix chicks brought to the island.

Putting aside the Kaito Thief, the detectives who participated in the recording are among the best among people, with sufficient willpower and flexible minds. Judging from the severe motion sickness reaction when I went to Conan Castle last time, they are all very powerful on the cognitive side. powerful.

In addition, Reina Mizuno and Toru Amuro, who were awarded SSR by the organization, and Junya Tokizu, who may not have formed a palace, but is definitely indispensable on the subway, the cognitive space of this nameless island has evolved. Very fast.

So the flowers and plants placed in various places in the house naturally convey this common understanding to the side of the world, and the taste is amazing.

Tangze, who opened his third eye, quickly found the location of his teammates, passed through the thick white fog, and stepped into the space where they were.

Several people stood back to back, surrounding Kenji Hagihara, the only Muggle currently, standing in the space like the eye of a typhoon, observing the surroundings with vigilance.

"Leader!" Xingchuan Hui, who was most sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment, noticed someone approaching and immediately turned his head to look. When he saw the person coming clearly, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He frowned and immediately relaxed, "You are quite fast. ”

"The film crew will definitely need to renovate after arriving on the island. Come and see how you are doing." Tangze pulled the cloth strips around his eyes, brushed the opening buff on his body, and joined their formation, "How's it going? What were the results of the observation?”

In addition to renovating Toki Jinzai, this time, they really planned to study how the world's cognitive space judged a closed environment.

The space of the Blue Castle proves that it is easy for a small number of people to live in a fixed place to create a special palace/impression space that is so thin that the boundaries are almost non-existent. This time, their test mainly wanted to see how the generation of this kind of space affects time. What about the restrictions.

"Quite amazing." Miyano Akemi pointed in the direction of the center of the island, and then pointed at Kenji Hagihara behind her.

Since there was no need to join the battle queue for the time being, Hagiwara Kenji naturally shared the logistics work for Noah. At this time, he was holding a portable camera in his hand.

"It only took less than half an hour." Hagiwara Kenji, who had been paying attention to the viewfinder, pointed to the time stamp above, "Koshimi Nanatsuki is a strong young lady."

In the direction facing his camera, a small house with the same wooden structure but exquisite and elegant decoration was located there.

Around the house, the boundless lavender stretches outwards, extending into the invisible white mist. The strong floral fragrance interweaves with the sea breeze, forming a strange smell that seems to permeate the entire space.

Obviously, although it is difficult for Koshimizu Nanatsuki to beat guys like Kudo Shinichi and Hakuba Tan in an intellectual battle, in terms of emotion and will, her hatred and anger are indeed outstanding.

Coupled with the knowledge of the perpetrator Junya Tokizu due to his familiar senses, and the impression left by the turtle soup on Superie Road on all the detectives and staff, this space is being opened up at an unprecedented speed.

"It doesn't look like it's going to be a palace." Tangze opened his third eye and observed the progress ahead, "However, it already has the potential to develop into a 'special impression space'."

"Yes. So, even if we are not here, as long as Miss Koshimizu can bring Junya Tokizu to this island, her revenge will be carried out smoothly." Asai Narumi crossed her arms and commented pertinently, " It’s a good seed indeed.”

"...Don't talk about yourself like the HR of the Phantom Thieves." Karasawa couldn't help but glance at him distractedly.

"Am I not?" Asai Narimi raised his eyebrows, "Haga Kyosuke-kun has contacted me many times and asked me when he can come to Amamiya Residence again."

This sentence expresses that he really wants to integrate into the Phantom Thieves. If there is any process and training, he will have time at any time.

"Don't worry, if he makes up his mind, he will have a big job soon." Tang Ze spread his hands, "As you know, our work is really endless."

He understands the truth. In the world of detective stories, no case can be left out without anyone, but the situation in this world is really amazing. In this cognitive space that grows densely every day, there is something that even two Toru Amuro can't finish. The beauty.

"Focus on the matter in front of you first." Zhu Fu Jingguang waved his hand, interrupting their chatter, "If we keep changing at this speed, the world over there may have sensed it, right?"

The two detectives who were walking in the corridor trying to find Goro Akechi covered their noses at the same time, looked at each other, and frowned at the same time.

"The fragrance of the flowers is getting stronger and stronger." Hattori Heiji looked around suspiciously, "Are there any lavender placed somewhere? Even if they brought so many pots of lavender to the island in advance just to set up the puzzle, the people in this program are really free. Gotta panic."

"Not just lavender, but also a lot of tool boxes." Conan approached the flower pot at the corner of the corridor, squatted down, and pulled the box next to the flower pot. "Hammer, nails, electrical tape...a very standard tool box."

If you just put lavender, it may be interpreted as the need for beautification. Adding the tool box, the purpose of this placement is a bit too strong.

"Could this be part of the puzzle?" Hattori Heiji touched his chin, thinking uncertainly.

"Maybe this is related to a real-life case. Otherwise, we wouldn't be allowed to do any situational puzzles on the way..." Conan stood up again and clapped his hands.

"You also noticed it."

While the two were talking, there was a sound on the door behind them, and Baima Tan's voice came out.

"I agree with you. Unfortunately, there is no signal at all on this island. Except for major cases that have spread widely, I don't know much about the cases in Japan in recent years. I can't make up my mind for a moment. ." Detective Bai Ma put his phone back into his pocket, feeling regretful, "Where are you local detectives? Do you have any news?"

"A case related to lavender and the tool box..." Hattori Heiji pinched his chin and started thinking.

Conan, who was about to recall the same thing, suddenly heard the signal from Baima, blinked, and quietly reached for his mobile phone.

Well, even though his mobile phone with Phantom Thief Line installed on it still has no signal, he can still send messages to those Phantom Thieves.

I wonder if the other party can help him search the Internet for the sake of having a private chat about Noah's Ark...

As soon as his fingertips touched the mobile phone, before the three people could get any answers from their respective actions, the door on the other side of the corridor was pushed open with a bang and hit the wall behind it hard, shaking the old wall. The floor was shaking a little.

The three detectives whose thoughts were interrupted looked together and saw a pale-faced Tokijin Junya rushing out of the door, holding on to the corridor window, grabbing his own neck with both hands, and making retching sounds.

Although he disliked seeing this novice, Hattori Heiji frowned, but still instinctively leaned over to see if the other party needed help.

"What's going on with you? Are you allergic to lavender..."

As he walked closer and closer, Hattori Heiji's subsequent words became slower and slower, gradually getting stuck in his throat, as if he was feeling everything in front of him.

Not only Hattori Heiji, but Hakuba Detective and Conan also widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the incredible scene in front of them.

Tokijin Junzai hung half of his body on the window sill, retching until his face turned red. As he vomited, pieces of snow-like lavender petals fell downstairs.