Conan was rather helpless about this.
Was it my fault that I forgot?
You can't blame me for that, okay...
Did you think I wanted to be this scared out of my wits?
Yeah, that's right—it was all the Black Organization's fault!
Those damned mysterious blond man Gin and mysterious sunglasses man Vodka!
That was enough to brush Conan's matter aside. After that, there was nothing much to say, and Fujino led everyone back to Tokyo.
In the car, Ran looked cheerful as she asked Kudo Shinichi beside her, "Hey, Shinichi, how long are you staying this time?"
"Well..."
Kudo Shinichi thought for a moment at that.
To put it bluntly, he had only returned to his original state this time because he had taken the antidote.
He would probably change back by tomorrow morning.
Back into Conan's form.
No matter how he put it, he could only stay for one afternoon and one night.
And he still had to go home to sleep at night...
After organizing his thoughts a little, he said, "Well, I don't know for now. If there's something I need to deal with, I'll have to go back."
"What..."
Ran frowned, looking deeply aggrieved.
Fujino glanced at him from the side, feeling that this kid really did not know what was good for him.
Then he casually asked, "Come to think of it, Kudo Shinichi, the last time we met should have been during the school festival, right?"
"I think so..." Kudo Shinichi nodded. He could not remember how many times he had appeared before Fujino as Kudo Shinichi.
"So who are you working for now?"
"Huh?"
Facing Kudo Shinichi's confusion, Fujino calmly explained, "If it were an ordinary commission, it should have ended long ago. But you're still handling that matter even now, so