Midnight, Maori family.

After struggling all night, everyone was tired, and even Hanyu Kiyo-an and Suzuki Yuanko next door fell into deep sleep.

Kogoro Mouri was probably very tired, not only physically but also mentally. He was worried for so long and his emotions were too heavy, so the snoring tonight was particularly loud.

Conan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, he rubbed his hair crazy and sat up with dark circles. The bright moonlight outside the window hit the room, as quiet as if there had never been an explosion.

Conan sighed, got up from the quilt, scratched his stomach, planned to go to the toilet, and come back to try to fall asleep.

Pushing open the door, a strange sound came from the room next door of Mori Ran. Conan came to the door in surprise, but saw that the door was not closed and there was a small gap.

Conan pushed it a little and looked inside. He saw Ran Mori leaning against the window, holding a cup in his hand, looking outside with a melancholy face.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan spoke softly.

"Conan?" Ran Mori was stunned and quickly put away the things in his hand.

Only then did Conan notice that what she was in her hand was not a cup, but a beer can!

"Sister Xiaolan, you..."

Seeing that he found out, Ran Maori didn't hide it anymore and said with a smile: "Dad had misunderstood that I was drinking and couldn't sleep tonight. Suddenly, he wanted to try it out, how delicious this thing is, which made him so addicted."

"But after drinking half a can, I didn't think it was any better. It tasted weird..."

Ran Mori raised a finger in front of his lips, "You have to keep it secret, Conan, don't tell dad."

Conan looked at Maori Ran's red face, as if he was a little drunk, which was completely different from Xiao Ran he had known for.

Although Xiaolan is sometimes a little more violent, she is usually a gentle good girl, so how can she drink?

"Sister Xiaolan, it's better for girls not to drink." Conan walked closer, took the beer can from her hand, and reminded him with a serious look.

Ran Maori smiled, "Don't worry so much, I won't become an alcoholic like my dad. I remember when I was a kid, I tasted beer and drank red wine before. Didn't your dad tease you with wine at home?"

Conan shook his head, "He usually doesn't drink alcohol at home. At most, he drinks red wine with my mother. He occasionally comes back drunk outside."

Well, not only is he drunk, but he also has lipstick marks on his shirt. Conan secretly complained that his mother has been getting angry because of this kind of thing.

I don’t know why the women outside admire my dad so much...

"Hey? That's really a good father of the Gu family. What do he have in his usual hobbies? Do you smoke?" Ran Maori asked with a bright look at Conan.

The breath with a faint smell of alcohol hits the face, and Conan is drunk and replied a little dizzy: "I'll smoke occasionally, but I don't have the same addiction as my uncle. I usually like to read books."

"That's how...it sounds like Shinichi's father."

“!!!”

Conan suddenly felt a stream of blood flowing towards his head. He turned to meet Maori Ran's scorching gaze and rosy and hot face, and stuttered:

"That's right, it's a bit like..."

Gu Ho

Ran Mori held Conan's face in both hands and continued to ask: "Tell me a little more about your parents. I don't know much about them, such as their height, age, weight, appearance, blood type, work, hobbies, habits, catchphrases, etc...."

Conan widened his eyes, feeling his scalp numb. The hands holding his face were scalp, and his face was almost squeezed into a ball.

"I...I...Um..."

Seeing that he couldn't speak for a long time, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He let go of his hand, stood up and leaned against the bed, and said with a lonely face:

"Before I was rescued by Hanyukun, Shinichi said something he cared about. I was very happy, really happy..."

"Later, when I finished washing up in Hanyukun's courtyard and planned to go back to find him, because Hanyukun was not here, the garden could not open the door, so I could only wait."

"After finally, Hanyukun came back, he said Shinichi had left alone, but I asked my father and Officer Meguri, but they didn't see Shinichi."

"So, Conan, tell me, has Shinichi really been back? Or did I just dream?" Maoriran said this without looking back, and Conan just lowered his head behind her and was silent.

Ran Maori continued to murmur, "Although I have a good homework, I have never been able to keep up with Shinichi when it comes to observing and reasoning. I originally thought I probably had no talent in this."

"But I didn't expect that there would be a day when I became a reasoning writer. I followed my father to experience those cases again and again, carefully record them, and have to study them carefully after coming back."

"At the beginning, I had no choice but to solve the tricks and logical reasoning of killing. I helped Xinyi solve this part, and the editor suspected that he was a writer."

"It's just that there are more cases recorded and more written, and I have gradually learned a little bit of observation and reasoning. This is what Shinichi gave me."

Ran Mori turned around and threw a sly smile at Conan, but Conan couldn't laugh at all.

"I remember when you first came to my house, I saw you sleeping on the sofa and took off your glasses. When I looked at the familiar face, I suddenly thought of Shinichi."

"But because this kind of thing was too bizarre, I didn't continue to doubt it in the end. Later, I didn't take the suspiciousness seriously."

"But... I am barely considered a true mystery novelist now. These doubts are really impossible to deliberately pretend to be invisible. Hanyu's appearance also confirms that all kinds of things beyond imagination are not just in fantasy."

"When I was collecting materials some time ago, I happened to read the record of a case. The key to solving that case is that two people who never appeared at the same time are actually the same person..."

"So...I really can't deceive myself anymore..."

“Shinyi…”

Crystal tears poured out from the corners of Moriran's eyes, slowly slid down his cheeks, and fell to the corners of his smiling mouth, with a choked and aggrieved voice.

Conan wanted to speak but stopped, but felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't say a word.

Ran Maori waited for a long time, and the light in his eyes was gradually covered by disappointment. She walked to the bed and sat down, "It's very late, I'm a little sleepy, you should go back to bed early."

"You guessed it, I..." Conan paused and admitted with some difficulty, "I am indeed Shinichi Kudo, and Conan Edogawa is just a fabricated identity."

"Why?" Ran Mori didn't react fiercely, but just asked calmly, "Why do you need this?"

Conan took a deep breath, felt a little relaxed, and explained: "Do you still remember what happened that night? I ran to chase the two suspicious men in black alone, and then Shinichi Kudo disappeared from then on..."

Conan didn't dare to look at Ran Mori's expression. He walked to the window, looked up at the moon, and told the beginning of everything, the experience of that night.

From the suspicious points of discovering gin and vodka, leaving Mori Ran to follow him, he was found, was hit on the back of the head, was filled with poison in a daze, became smaller, unbelievable, called the police, was treated as a joke, and ran all the way to Dr. Agasa's house...
Chapter completed!