Quick Fight and Conan were led into Radical 145's house. The butler led the way in front,
Conan followed behind with a thoughtful expression,
Recently, Qi Mu and Radical 145 were a little too close. Was it his imagination?
But it was not a big problem to hang out with a good friend for a while,
Was it because his thoughts were too scattered?
"You have a good relationship with... Radical 145 Kengo here?"
Quick Fight recalled the information he found. The only son of the Radical 145 conglomerate was said to be the only heir who had begun to accept some jobs,
Was Conan very close to this person?
The telepathy between people with high IQs?
His IQ was also very high, definitely higher than ordinary people,
Why didn't Conan seem to have a good relationship with him?
"Yes,
Brother Kengo is very nice. "
Conan smiled brightly,
He said in a very childlike tone. As an older brother, he did not hesitate or have any psychological barriers when he called Kengo brother.
He was also very powerful.
"Is that so?"
Quick Fight shook off the goosebumps on his body. To be honest,
Conan was a child,
He was not used to the extremely childish voice, especially after knowing what Conan usually was like.
He always felt that nothing good was going to happen when this guy showed this expression. For example, the last time he was the Strange Thief Kidd.
Radical 145's house was very big,
It took them a few minutes to walk to the front door of Radical 145's house,
It did not take much time to walk to the living room because he was very close to the door.
"..."
Conan saw that Radical 145 was almost leaning on Qi Mu's body. The two of them were looking at something on the phone together, their expressions and actions were extremely intimate.
He could not help but reveal his dead fish eyes.
"Conan." "Hello."
Qi Mu turned his head in time to greet his brother-in-law,
Pleasing this brother-in-law of his was the most important thing for him now.
"You're here."
Radical 145's gaze was more focused on the person beside Conan,
He had never seen Conan so intimate with anyone,
He actually brought him directly to his house.
This was going to be interesting.
The butler politely bowed slightly at this time, quietly left, and closed the door for them.
"Well, have you been on good terms recently?"
Without the butler, Conan naturally did not feel restrained. He did not pretend to be a child and sat directly opposite Radical 145. He propped his face with one hand, looked at Qi Mu next to him, and said meaningfully.
Quick Fight followed and sat next to Conan.
He felt that there was something wrong with Conan's attitude. What kind of younger brother would use such a tone with his older brother … Well, he had forgotten that Conan had always treated him like this before.
"Ah, um, can't I?"
Radical 145 cooperated with Qi Mu's temporary concealment and asked. He still felt a little guilty, the feeling of being in a relationship behind his parents' back.
Qi Mu said that he still wanted to live a few more years.
"Oh —"
Conan narrowed his eyes, and the suspicion in his heart deepened. He saw Radical 145's guilty performance and naturally saw that something was wrong. Then, what was the source of the problem?
"Tell me, who is he?"
Radical 145 decisively chose to change the topic, and shifted his focus to Quick Fight, who was sitting on the side and was not ready to speak. This person looked a lot like Shinichi, but he was sure that Shinichi did not know him, and Shinichi had never mentioned him before.
This was a rare thing for Radical 145.
"Hello, I am Conan's friend. My name is Hei Yu, Quick Fight. Nice to meet you."
Seeing that the topic came to him, Quick Fight immediately began to introduce himself, hoping that they could finish the topic quickly. The atmosphere between Conan and Radical 145 made people wonder what the relationship between them was.
"Ah, um, I am Radical 145, Kengo."
Atobe introduced himself in a friendly manner. Even though he had not stopped studying Hei Yu's Kudo since the beginning, he had not stopped studying him.
"How long have you known Conan?"
Radical 145 asked Quick Fight openly. When Conan saw Quick Fight looking at him, he helplessly shrugged and signaled Quick Fight to say whatever he wanted.
It was okay to tell the truth.
The tacit understanding between the two was unspoken.
"We have known each other for about two months."
Quick Fight blinked and said their real data. As a detective, he had a very deep impression of Conan, especially at that time, he thought that Conan was just a little brat sent by the White Horse Detective.
So it was inevitable that he looked down on him … Needless to say, it was definitely the most humiliating time in history.
"Two months?"
Radical 145 expressed his surprise with a surprised expression. They had only known each other for such a short time, and these two people had already become so tacit?
Aren't you guys a little scary?
"… These two months are actually very long."
Conan, who had long been accustomed to the flow of time on his side, said indifferently. Damn it, these two months were equivalent to half a year, maybe it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a year.
"That's true."
Only then did he realize that something was wrong. He quickly thought about it. Had it really only been two months? Then, too many things had happened.
It was definitely more than two months.
"What's going on here?"
Quick Fight humbly asked Conan for advice. This sounded inexplicably scary. No one had noticed this strange thing, and the flow of time seemed to have returned to normal in the past week.
"You can understand it as …"
Conan pondered over the words.
"The world's consciousness is having a stroke."
He finally gave such an answer.
"Pfft, I agree with this sentence."
Radical 145 couldn't help but laugh and echoed. Isn't that right, it is said that their chat room is also one of the products of the world's consciousness.
Who knows how many other things in other places are being harmed by the world's consciousness.
Just like Uchiha Obito, who they have never met before.
In his world, there is Tsunayoshi, Shinichi, Radical 145, Qi Mu, Tetsuya, but there is no one else. These were originally indispensable family members in their world.
"…"
Quick Fight said that he couldn't keep up with the thinking.
"But you are really close to him."
Radical 145 turned back to the topic and said. Usually, they didn't see how Conan could establish a tacit understanding with a person so quickly.
This time, Radical 145 narrowed his eyes.
"After all, Quick Fight -nii-san has always taken care of me, a child, so it's easy to get close to him."
Conan tactfully explained the reason why they got close to each other so quickly. He was completely treated as a real child. Unlike adults, who would set up too many psychological defenses against a seven-year-old child? Naturally, the speed at which they got close to him was fast.
And Quick Fight's attitude was so close to him, Conan was naturally affected, and their relationship was so good.
They were a little surprised that the tacit understanding was so good.
"Pfft, children really need to be taken care of."
After understanding the reason, Radical 145 restrained his hostility, laughed, and said deliberately. Conan's current small body was indeed an obstacle that couldn't be overcome.
"Hey."
Conan shouted with dead fish eyes, and Kengo also echoed.
Isn't it just becoming smaller? Is there a need for them to come and watch the show?
"I'm not wrong."
Radical 145 stuck his tongue out at Conan. This was a scene that would surprise his subordinates. They never knew that their mature and steady minister had such a side to him.
"Actually, there are still advantages to becoming a child. It's easier for the criminals to let down their guard. "
Qi Mu comforted Conan, but it wasn't clear if he said the first few words on purpose.
"…"
Kuai Dou, who had been shot, remained silent. He was the one who had underestimated Conan and suffered a loss … Wait a minute, what did you just say? Isn't this brat a child?
"Yes, but it's a pity that you don't want to become a child."
Conan immediately tried to smooth things over, distorting the meaning of Qi Mu's words. He had never thought about exposing his identity in front of Quick Fight. Thinking back to the scene where he was hugged by Quick Fight, he had a dark history. He even wondered if he should hide his identity as Conan in front of Quick Fight for the rest of his life.
Conan couldn't bear to look at him when he thought of those images of him transforming into his original adult self. Gay in gay. Did he really think that he didn't know anything about homosexuality?
"Hey, you don't want to?"
Quick Fight understood the meaning of Conan's words. He was suddenly enlightened. No wonder there was such a fantastical thing as a child becoming an adult. He once again talked about this topic with Radical 145.
"There are a lot of people who want to become a child."
To live another life or something like that.
"There's a prerequisite for that."
Radical 145 glanced at Conan and couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth. He raised a finger and waved it at Quick Fight.
"You have to endure the possibility of being hugged by an adult at any time and anywhere. No matter what you do, there will be restrictions on your actions. They will say that you're still young and that you have to interact with a group of immature and immature children in school every day … and so on."
Radical 145 analyzed in an orderly manner. Being hugged or something like that might be fine for a girl. In their daily interactions, it was just like an ordinary child's play … But for a boy, try asking a boy to sit face to face on another boy's lap and be hugged and kissed by a boy who was actually about the same age as you.
Radical 145 didn't believe that they didn't have any psychological barriers at all.
"That's too scary."
Quick Fight shook his body, expressing that he didn't dare to imagine that scene. He absolutely couldn't bear it.
Hehe.
Conan on the side had a mocking smile on his face, expressing that he was trash.
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