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

Chapter 145 Little Shirley: Simply put, she's not human.

"I'm not leaving." Xiao Lan's voice, which had been somewhat soft, suddenly hardened. "I want to stay here with Daddy..."

"Ah." Takagi Wataru scratched his head, unsure of what to say for a moment, "You're putting us in a difficult position."

"Yeah, yeah," Conan agreed. "Maybe that organization got bogged down in other things; so much time has passed..."

"What you said... isn't entirely unreasonable." Takagi Wataru said after a moment of confusion.

He subconsciously felt that leaving Kogoro Mouri here was a terrible thing.

Officer Sato stared at Wataru Takagi with his half-moon eyes... No, Ran and Conan changed your attitude in just a few words?

However... Conan's words are not without merit.

Such a large terrorist organization... how could the FBI, CIA, and Japanese Public Security not take action?

..........

After telling the Mori family not to worry too much, he lingered with Ran for a while longer.

Fuheshchen arrived at the horse racing track.

As usual, with the angel's blessing, he directly chose the horse with the highest odds.

Then, full of energy, I sat in my seat and waited for it to begin.

This time, he decided to take only one gamble...

Horse number five suddenly burst into action, charging towards first place with lightning speed.

A faint light appeared in Fu Heishen'er's dark eyes.

I couldn't help but want to buy another ticket.

But in the end, she held back...

In the evening, after returning home.

Fuheshen changed into his own black bear slippers in the entryway.

I walked into the living room and glanced at the steaming dishes on the dining table.

A standard Japanese meal.

Several plates of tuna sushi and tempura, several plates of stewed curry meat, miso soup, and rice...

The television is broadcasting information about the Yasukuni Shrine bombing.

And the speculations of passersby about the murderer.

Coincidentally, several passersby accurately guessed Fushigi's own strength and how he single-handedly destroyed the Yasukuni Shrine and its army.

However, he lost interest after only a couple of glances.

At his level, what difference does it make if he guesses correctly? What if the Japanese high command finds out?

Using Gojo Satoru's identity was simply because he was too lazy to waste time and energy dealing with unnecessary matters.

Where is Shirley?

Fuheishen frowned. After hearing the sound of typing coming from a keyboard in one of the rooms, he went over and gently pushed open the door.

Shirley was staring intently at the computer screen... her other fair hand was slowly scrolling the mouse wheel.

Because of my height, my feet don't touch the ground when I'm sitting on the chair, so I put my slippers on the floor.

Two fair and soft feet dangled back and forth...

"What are you looking at?" Fuheshchen's voice rang out.

Sherry was startled by the noise behind her, and after realizing it was Shen Er... she pouted, "Honestly... he doesn't even knock before coming in."

Her current appearance is somewhat unladylike...

“Heh…” Fuheishen reached out and ruffled Shirley’s brown hair. “You seem to have misunderstood something. You, including this villa… are all mine.”

Upon hearing this, Shirley's cheeks flushed slightly, and she rolled her eyes playfully. "Tch..."

Seeing Shirley's disdainful look, Fuheishen's expression visibly stiffened.

Then... he ruffled little Shirley's brown hair.

I have to say, the other person's little head is quite fun to play with; it feels really nice and soft.

"I'm hungry, have dinner with me." Fuheishen walked outside with an indifferent expression.

Watching Fuheishen's retreating figure... a faint smile appeared on Shirley's delicate face.

Honestly, I know the research equipment just arrived recently... I'm sometimes so busy I forget to eat.

This guy hasn't changed at all; he even expresses his concern in such a hesitant way...

She tidied her brown hair, jumped off the chair, and walked towards the dining table.

During the meal...

"Shen'er... I've studied your blood." Little Shirley ate her meal, her icy blue eyes glancing at Shen'er from time to time.

It's not just the desire to explore... but also a tiny, almost imperceptible possessiveness.

"How so?" Fuheshchen asked, intrigued.

“Simply put, it’s not human.” Sherry’s face was full of seriousness.

Fuheishen: "......."

“Your blood activity is dozens of times greater than that of a normal person. If your blood were transfused into a normal person’s body, that person would probably explode and die…” Shirley explained. “Moreover… you have already surpassed the limits of the human body by far.”

“However, I haven’t calculated exactly how much activity your cells have…” Shirley continued, “At least, your agility, strength, and perception… are no longer those of a normal person.”

“Very good…” Fuhe Shener nodded, took the miso soup in front of Shirley and drank it. “Then can I use aptX4869?”

“Damai…” Shirley refused him coldly, “This drug is dangerous, of course not.”

She also experimented at the time... Vogeshen's blood could withstand the cell division of aptx4869.

This can be considered an alternative way to become stronger.

However, it's just an experiment...we don't know the real situation yet.

Fuheishen sneered, "Come on, someone just ate it right in front of me..."

"Well... there's a reason for that." Little Shirley pursed her lips.

Fuhei glanced at Shirley indifferently, took the last piece of sushi that Shirley had already eaten half a bite of, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Sherry: "......."

Before bed...

Sherry looked at Fukushiro lying on the bed in a starfish position and remained silent.

"By the way, Shen'er, did you buy a three-piece bedding set?" Little Shirley blinked.

Feeling rather pleased, Fuhei Shen'er, who was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, looked up at Sherry with a puzzled expression. "What?"

Seeing Fuheishen's puzzled look, Shirley crossed her arms and looked at him with a hint of a smile in her icy blue eyes.

Did they really forget? Or do they have other ulterior motives?

The scar at the corner of Fuheishen's mouth twitched.

He really forgot, and you all know why.

.............

A few days later...

The Mori family breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering that they had not been attacked.

However... quite a few strange phenomena have occurred.

Ran notices that strange vehicles have been appearing around the Mouri Detective Agency lately.

There weren't many, only two... but Xiaolan still noticed them.

After returning to the detective agency, Xiaolan put down the food she had bought.

She wanted to tell Shen'erge about it, but the phone was busy...

After hesitating for a moment, I suddenly thought of Mr. Uozuka, Shen'erge's colleague...

As detectives, it's perfectly reasonable for him to ask Mr. Uozuka to help with the investigation, right?

With that thought in mind, Xiaolan dialed the number for Yuzuka.