When Conan heard his own voice ringing in his ears, he, who had not yet experienced Kaitou Kid and Hattori Heiji stealing his identity in person, was a little dumbfounded.
No matter what, he knew that the person standing in front of him already knew the fact that he was still awake.
Helplessly, Conan could only open his eyes.
Under the light from outside the room, Conan could clearly see a man who looked exactly like him, currently squatting in front of him, looking at him with an expression as if he were watching a play.
The corner of Conan's eye quickly glanced outside the room.
The two Black Organization members who had abducted him here were now sleeping soundly on the sofa outside, seemingly completely unaware of the situation here.
Have they been anesthetized?
Countless possibilities flashed through Conan's big head.
But no matter what, at least this man had not yet shown a dangerous attitude towards him. It was possible to try and communicate with him.
A serious expression appeared on his face. He looked at the "himself" in front of him and asked, "Who on earth are you? Are you also a member of that organization?"
"Don't be so serious," Miyauchi Hikage sat cross-legged on the floor, looking at the Conan in front of him. "What if I really am Kudo Shinichi?"
Seeing the disbelief on Conan's face, Miyauchi Hikage casually said something that could make Conan's Dao heart waver. "After all, compared to a poison that can make a high school student revert to their childhood and become an elementary schooler, which clearly violates the laws of science, have you never thought that the memories in your head right now might have been artificially implanted?"
The expression on Conan's face immediately froze. He had originally wanted to refute, but Miyauchi Hikage continued without pause.
"Have you heard of Relic technology?"
"This is a technology that can upload a person's consciousness to a data network, and then import it into another person's brain from the data network to achieve soul immortality. Judging with your great detective's mind, do you think a poison that can make a person revert to their childhood just by eating it is more scientific, or is the soul datafication technology I'm talking about more likely to appear?"
Under the guidance of this "himself" in front of him, Conan subconsciously began to think.
But living in this era of rapid development of network technology and various artificial intelligences, in the end, Conan had to admit that the latter did indeed seem more likely to appear in this era.
Could it be that on that night, after he was fed the poison by the people from the Black Organization, his consciousness was extracted by others on the verge of death and transferred to this current body?
No, that's not right. His current appearance is exactly the same as when he was a child, and even his blood type hasn't changed. How can this be explained... Could it be cloning technology?
Conan began to doubt his life, his head covered in a cold sweat, constantly thinking of other possibilities.
For example, he had long been targeted by another mysterious organization because of his brilliant mind. They had begun to secretly cultivate his clone. But because he had encountered an attack from the Black Organization, that mysterious organization had to urgently take out the clone that had not yet finished its cultivation, and before his original consciousness had completely dissipated, they had transferred his consciousness into the clone's body.
And now, because his identity had been discovered by the Black Organization, the people from this mysterious organization had to appear in front of him again to have a showdown and explain the truth.
Although he might have changed into a different body, the great detective Conan, whose wisdom was still superior to that of an ordinary person, believed that he might have discovered a new truth.
It wasn't until he saw that the "himself" in front of him was looking at him with a teasing expression that he realized that his thinking seemed to have been completely guided by the other party.
"What on earth are you trying to say?" Conan struggled to stand up from the floor, and was finally able to maintain a level gaze with the other person who was sitting on the floor.
Miyauchi Hikage shrugged.
"So, you still haven't given your answer, former classmate, Kudo Shinichi."
Conan could only grit his teeth and say that the latter was more likely to be realized, and then waited for the "truth" to be spoken from the other party's mouth.
"So in your mind, this world should be a little more scientific, right?" Miyauchi Hikage said with a smile, looking at the Conan in front of him.
"That's why you would change your original thinking after I proposed a possibility that sounded a little more logical. I'm right, aren't I?"
Conan vaguely felt that something was not right.
And Miyauchi Hikage raised his hand and pointed at the ropes on Conan's body.
"But it's a pity. This world is not as scientific as you think."
As Miyauchi Hikage spoke, Conan felt the ropes on his body suddenly loosen.
Conan subconsciously looked at the ropes that had fallen to the ground, and only then did he discover the problem from the broken ends of the ropes.
The ropes on his body seemed to have been corroded by something, but when and how did the other party do it?
He tried to use his own methods to make a deduction, but the window behind him was closed, and no mechanism was found in the room. And this "himself" in front of him had been sitting in front of him from the very beginning and had not moved at all.
Could it be a mechanism that was originally in the ropes?
But thinking of the sentence this person had just said, Conan gritted his teeth and asked him, "So what is the truth of me becoming like this?"
After regaining his freedom of movement, Conan had already reached for the tranquilizer watch on his wrist. As long as the other party made a dangerous move, he would use the tranquilizer watch to put this guy to sleep.
"Your tranquilizer watch should have already been destroyed by them. Why don't you try it on me now?" Miyauchi Hikage's words once again shocked Conan, and he could only awkwardly withdraw his hand.
Looking at the somewhat at-a-loss Conan, Miyauchi Hikage continued, "In all these years, have you ever thought about why the crime rate in Beika Town is so much higher than in other places?"
Conan had originally wanted to seriously present data to this "himself" to explain that the crime rate in Beika Town was still within the normal range, it was just that criminal cases were a bit more frequent. But Miyauchi Hikage did not give him space to speak, only listening as he softly called out "Jerry."
A palm-sized brown mouse crawled out of his shirt pocket.
Conan stared at this mouse, which seemed a little different from an ordinary mouse, and Jerry was also sizing up the Conan in front of him.
So this is the guy who ate a pill and turned from a big boy into this little one?
This thing is fun. It would be great if I could get a few of them.
In the future, if I can go back, if that Tom cat comes to trouble me again, I can just give him one of these.
Thinking this, Jerry friendly extended his hand and greeted Conan.
Conan felt that he must be seeing things. He could actually see a friendly expression on a mouse's face, and the other party had even waved at him.
Miyauchi Hikage's words continued to ring in his ears.
"This is Jerry. As for its origin... if you were to analyze it from a scientific perspective, would you think it's more likely that it's a modified mouse that has undergone special transformation and thus possesses intelligence no less than that of a human, or that it's a legendary youkai shikigami?"
Conan's mind was a complete mess. After all, neither of these possibilities seemed very scientific. Then he saw the other party take out a lens from his bosom and hand it to him.
"Want to know what this world is really like? Then put this on and go out with Jerry to take a look."