The full moon shone over the late night. Fujino leaped down from the rooftop and landed steadily around six or seven meters behind Fake Kudo.
Brushing off the hem of his suit, he slowly straightened up.
He looked at Fake Kudo with a smile.
"Kudo, it's been a long time. The last time was at the school festival, wasn't it?"
"And now you're leaving?"
"I... I don't know."
Fake Kudo's heart jolted. He felt as though he was about to be exposed, then lowered his head and put on an innocent expression. "I don't know what happened. I just walked here somehow. It felt like something was calling me..."
"Is that so?"
Fujino's smile remained, and there seemed to be a touch of genuine emotion in his voice. "Still, we hit it off right away, yet now you're leaving without even saying a word..."
"Since we're about to part, my friend, how about I see you off?"
"...?"
Faced with Fujino's immortal-style killing move, Farewell, Friend Wind, Fake Kudo did not turn to dust and vanish on the spot.
After all, this was not some Gu world. This was Conan World.
Fake Kudo was puzzled by Fujino's words. "I heard... you're Fujino?"
"My friend? Did we know each other before?"
"You could say that." Fujino quietly examined him. "But you're very different from the Kudo I know."
"Sorry, I don't know what's going on either..."
"I'm not talking about amnesia."
Fujino's gaze turned sharp, and his entire presence suddenly spread out like a blade. He spoke in a low voice, "In my memories, Kudo Shinichi is only 174 centimeters tall, but you're only 171 or 172."
"Even though a normal person's height changes slightly throughout the day, it wouldn't differ by this much."
"Did you shrink after falling into the