Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 393 Happy New Year’s Eve!

Professor Agasa's home

Conan pinned Ai Haibara against the wall with a wall slam.

His face drew closer and closer, his complexion growing increasingly red. He even removed his all-purpose glasses, his eyes blazing with fury, as if he wanted to devour the person before him...

"Say! Who are you!"

Conan tried his best to lower his voice, but he just couldn't.

His low growl was filled with the rage that had been building up over the past few days...

"hehe......."

Ai Haibara chuckled softly, meeting Conan's eyes without the slightest fear.

"Who am I? I am Ai Haibara, and also Shiho Miyano..."

"No!"

Conan growled, gritting his teeth.

"You are neither Ai Haibara nor Shiho Miyano!"

"who are you?!"

"Oh?"

Ai Haibara raised an eyebrow.

"What will you do to me if I don't tell you?"

"Want to kiss me?"

As she spoke, Ai Haibara moved even closer.

This caused Conan to unconsciously shrink his head back.

Conan realized what was happening and immediately thrust forward again.

He's backing away like that, making it seem like he's the one who's guilty...

"Don't interrupt!"

Conan spoke each word carefully.

"I won't, and can't, do anything to you."

"However, I will hand you over to the police and let them deal with you."

"Oh, whatever."

Ai Haibara shrugged, appearing completely indifferent.

Her appearance actually made Conan feel a little discouraged.

To the point that he even began to doubt his own judgment...

While Conan was distracted, Ai Haibara broke free from his embrace, walked to the sofa next to her, sat down, and casually picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table and put it in her mouth.

Conan was even more furious when he saw this.

I actually... I was fooled by an imposter for so long...

Now, this swindler, who might even be an undercover agent for the organization, is eating right under his nose as if nothing is wrong.

I suspect this guy is even mocking himself in his heart...

Conan grew angrier the more he thought about it, and strode forward, about to rush towards Ai Haibara's face again...

"When did you find out?"

When Conan was still two steps away from her, Ai Haibara spoke calmly.

"what?"

Conan was slightly stunned.

He raised his head with a hint of disbelief and looked at the little girl eating fruit.

"I'm asking you, when did you discover it?"

Ai Haibara put another strawberry into her mouth and spoke calmly.

Conan's eyes widened, as if trying to detect the other person's panic.

But........

I can't see it...

"On that day, on the Twin Towers skyscraper."

Conan took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa next to Ai Haibara.

He crossed his arms and stared intently at the other person.

"Oh,"

Ai Haibara gave a casual reply and gently shook her head.

"I thought you had already discovered it."

"To be honest, your reaction was later than I expected..."

"What do you mean!"

Conan was completely stumped; his brow furrowed.

"Do you want me to find out about you?"

"How did you find out?"

Instead of answering Conan's question, Ai Haibara asked him another one.

It has to be said that she really got Conan's obsession with deduction.

At this point, Conan started rambling on and on.

"At first, I had some doubts about you because I knew nothing about you, but it wasn't a serious one."

"Until that day, atop the Twin Towers, we all rode that machine..."

"machine?"

Ai Haibara recalled for a moment,

"Is it that machine that calculates what you'll look like ten years from now?"

"That's right!"

Conan's eyes gleamed even brighter at this thought.

"At that time, my machine broke down and couldn't detect anything."

"But you got the result!"

"What does this mean?"

Ai Haibara shrugged.

"It's just that you're unlucky."

"No,"

Conan shook his head.

"I don't believe in coincidences."

"Everyone else had no problem, but when it came to me, the problem arose, and I happened to know my own situation."

"From this, I naturally thought of..."

"You realized that I'm different from you?"

Ai Haibara, as if enjoying a melon seed, rewarded herself with another piece of fruit.

Conan nodded emphatically.

"Afterwards, I conducted a thorough investigation into you and gave full consideration to all your past behavior."

"I've just realized that you've revealed far too many flaws!"

“I didn’t suspect anything before, after all, you accurately mentioned Gin, the drug, and my identity. I don’t think any kid could do that.”

"but,"

Conan abruptly changed the subject, and couldn't help but clench his fist.

"As a member of an organization, and one who is capable of developing that kind of drug, the fact that you don't have a code name is a big problem."

"Secondly, you also act as if you know nothing about anyone except Gin."

Finally, as a researcher, you haven't even read a single academic journal since you came into this world!

"All signs indicate that you are neither Shiho Miyano nor a scientist researching drugs!"

"You're just a little brat pretending to be mature!"

clap clap-

At the scene, Ai Haibara gave Conan a round of applause.

Although the applause was quite loud, the words that came out of Ai Haibara's mouth were not very pleasant.

"What a pity, what a pity."

"The reasoning is quite good, it's just a pity it's a bit too late."

"I never intended to hide these things; you discovered them too late..."

"you......."

Conan pointed at Ai Haibara, somewhat speechless.

He knew the other person was right; he had indeed discovered it too late.

These flaws are all quite obvious; if one had paid close attention, one might have discovered the problem long ago.

However, that's not entirely true. After all, Ai Haibara's appearance greatly shocked him and instantly won him a lot of trust.

In hindsight, this might just be a case of preconceived notions...

I never imagined that a renowned detective like myself could make such a preconceived mistake...

"Now that you've discovered my identity issue, let's get to know each other again,"

Ai Haibara simply wiped her hands and mouth with a tissue, then stretched out a small hand towards Conan.

Her gaze was no longer casual; instead, it held a resolute and decisive quality.

"Grace Ayhara, nice to meet you..."