Conan's pupils shrank, "What?" Have you been to my house to investigate? ”

"That's right, the second investigation, a month later, is still dusty in the house, nothing has changed, just when I thought you were dead."

Speaking of which, Gray Yuan paused and took a sip of coffee.

Conan unconsciously swallowed his saliva and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"However, when I passed by your closet, I noticed that something was wrong, your childhood clothes were gone, and they were there a month ago."

At this time, Gray Yuan watched playfully, and Conan was terrified.

"So, you decided I'm alive, aren't you?"

Conan took off his glasses, took a deep breath, and said.

"No, it's not us, but I think you should still be alive, because, when doing animal experiments, there was a mouse that didn't die, but degenerated into a cub, and this assumption is easy to hold, so I thought of you."

With that, Gray Hara opened the notebook and pushed it towards Conan.

"Shinichi Kudo? APTX4869？ No. 5 rat experiment? ”

Looking at the laptop screen, Conan read the transcript in a trembling voice.

Gray Yuan buckled up the notebook, "How's it going?" Shinichi Kudo? ”

"So, the rest of the organization, do you know about my getting smaller?"

Conan looked at Gray Plains steadily, hoping to give an answer.

"Thank me, I wrote death on your file."

Gray Plains walked over to Conan, taking a serious look at his expression.

"Yes, yes? Thank you. Conan said unconsciously.

Ay? Why should I thank her, I obviously did, took her medicine, right? After saying that, Conan suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

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