Xiao Hei, You've Given Yourself Away, Haven't You?

The next morning, Sunday, was a scorching hot summer day.

A ray of sunlight streamed in through the window, and the temperature in the air quietly rose.

Fujino got up early, sat on the edge of the bed to feel the temperature around him, and then gave a deadpan look.

He remembered that not long ago, it was still winter.

Summer has arrived again in the blink of an eye...

In a way, that's the charm of Detective Conan.

A week can feel like a year.

After getting up, Fujino stretched and casually checked his email. Seeing that there were no requests, he took a shower, made breakfast, and prepared to drive to Teitan High School.

Today is the last day of the school festival, and Class 2-B will be performing.

Even though Fujino had already watched it countless times during rehearsals.

I'm almost sick of watching it...

But since it was a performance by his own class, and a great show starring and written by two of his good friends, he naturally had to go and support them.

Moreover, he remembered that there seemed to be a murder case happening at this school festival.

Yeah, I can get another million or two for free.

"Brother Fujino!"

Just as Fujino drove his car out of the underground parking garage, Mori Kogoro also came out. His mustache looked neat, and his suit seemed to have been ironed. He greeted Fujino warmly.

Beside him was a Shinigami Elementary School Student dressed in the same old outfit, wearing a mask, and seemingly taller than usual.

"Mouri-niisan."

Fujino glanced at the road, drove up to the two of them, greeted them, and then turned his gaze to Conan, asking curiously, "When did Little Brother Conan get discharged from the hospital?"

"That kid was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

Mori Kogoro gave Conan a disdainful look. "To be honest, he's not fully recovered yet. I wasn't planning on taking him with me; I wanted him to rest at home. But he insisted on going to see Ran's performance..."

"After all, they're just kids."

Fujino chuckled softly and turned his gaze to Conan.

At this moment, the Shinigami Elementary School Student is no different from before.

However, Fujino, with his exceptional perception, immediately saw through the deception.

Take smell, for example.

Normally, Conan is surrounded by an aura of death.

But today it smells unusually good.

And he was also a little taller.

Based on this.

Fujino combined his memories and quickly came to a conclusion.

—This Shinigami Elementary School Student's about to die must be Ai Haibara in disguise!

On the other side, Ai Haibara also sensed that Fujino was looking her over.

The scrutinizing gaze made her quite uncomfortable.

Coming to her senses, she coughed lightly, recalled Conan's tone, and greeted him in a hoarse voice, indicating that her throat hurt and she didn't really want to talk.

Fujino, naturally, saw through their intentions but didn't say anything, and invited the two of them to go to the Teitan High School Festival together.

Seeing this, Ai Haibara breathed a sigh of relief.

During this disguise, her biggest worry was Fujino.

The two of them were far too familiar with each other.

However, since Fujino didn't see through it, then logically the others shouldn't be able to figure out anything either...

—Acknowledgement from humanoid radar Ai.

On the way to Teitan High School.

Fujino also felt something strange that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

He also knew that this "Shinigami Elementary School Student" was Ai Haibara.

But being stared at by that kind of gaze...

It always gives people a chill down their spine.

Today is the last day of the school festival.

It was the weekend, Teitan High School Festival was even more lively than usual.

A stage was set up on the school playground.

A young man who looks remarkably like Tatsuya Kimura is rocking out on stage.

In Fujino's opinion, this young man must have been practicing for two and a half years.

The sound of rock music echoed in their ears as young men and women walked together.

The hot summer air is filled with a hormonal scent that makes one feel much younger.

Fujino parked the car in the parking lot and walked with the two people, one adult and one child, to the stadium where the performance was to be held.

"Fujino- kun, Uncle Mori!"

Just as the three were about to enter the stadium, a fluent and adorable Osaka accent came from the noise.

Fujino turned around and saw Toyama Kazuha, with her hair in a single ponytail, wearing an orange off-shoulder top and khaki shorts, jogging slowly towards him.

"Miss Toyama..."

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Toyama Kazuha.

This adorable Kansai makes you think some rich woman has traveled all the way from Kyoto by helicopter.

The Kansai dialect is incredibly catchy and highly recognizable.

In Fujino's opinion, it's equivalent to Northeastern Mandarin in Chinese.

Sometimes they are contagious.

However, for someone like him whose native language is not Japanese, he still seems somewhat adorable.

"Um?"

Mori Kogoro turned around and glanced around. Seeing that his ever-present Heiji was not there, he asked Toyama Kazuha, "Speaking of which, where is that black charcoal brat?"

"Well, you mean Heiji?"

Toyama Kazuha thought for a moment, then said in a resentful tone, "He didn't come... He said he had something to take care of and that he would cause trouble for others, so he shouldn't go or something."

"After all, he's a detective; there will always be things he can't get away from."

Fujino didn't seem to care that much.

He thought for a moment and quickly figured out why that guy hadn't come.

Hmm, he must be impersonating Kudo Shinichi, right?

"Well... that's true."

Mori Kogoro glanced at himself, then at Fujino.

I get the feeling that this statement implies that detectives should be solving cases every day.

The group entered the stadium.

The stadium was packed, and people even had to queue to get in.

Fortunately, Fujino is a student and a well-known figure at Teitan High School.

With his facial recognition, the group was able to enter smoothly.

There was no air conditioning in the stadium, making it feel unbearably hot on a sweltering day.

It's even hotter with so many people crowding around...

"Why are there so many spectators?!"

Ran, wearing a tracksuit jacket, stood backstage, secretly lifting a corner of the red curtain. Looking at the packed audience below, she seemed somewhat flustered, "Our performance is about to start..."

"Of course!"

Sonoko, standing nearby, poked her head out and said, "The play we're promoting is a masterpiece even more romantic than the tragic love story of Romeo and Juliet!"

Thanks to Ms. Suzuki's professional promotion, this film has become a masterpiece that rivals Romeo and Juliet.

In addition, the lead role is played by Ran, which generated a lot of anticipation in the early stages.

"Brother Fujino."

As they passed backstage, Mori Kogoro suddenly leaned close to Fujino's ear and whispered, "Who is that beautiful woman?"

"Ah? A beauty?"

Fujino asked in confusion, and following Mori Kogoro's gaze, he saw a black figure.

"..."

You're not talking about Hiratsuka Shizuka, are you?

That Iron Fist Saintess?

Fujino thought for a moment and then answered, "That is our class's Chinese teacher and advisor, Hiratsuka Shizuka."

"Oh, it's a teacher!"

Mori Kogoro said awkwardly, "She's really young, a beauty like that..."

Before he could finish speaking, a passionate shout interrupted him.

"Hoo! You all better perk up!"

Standing in front of the crowd, Hiratsuka Shizuka shouted with fervor, "The school festival performance is a precious part of young people's youth! That's right, young people like us..."

Mori Kogoro: "..."

Fujino: "..."

Sure enough, she's still the same as ever.

However, in some ways, he is indeed quite young compared to Uncle Mori.

He's probably about ten years younger than Uncle Mori.

Yeah, he's at least twenty.

I guess so.

Fujino couldn't be sure of the person's real age either.

"Ran!"

Toyama Kazuha found Ran first.

"You're here with Kazuha Ni."

The two best friends greeted each other.

After a brief silence, Fujino and the others followed.

Ran fixed her gaze on Conan, leaned down slightly, and asked with a gentle yet complex look in her eyes, "Conan, you're here too... How are you? Is your cold getting better?"

"Um..."

Ai Haibara responded briefly through the voice changer.

"Ran, could you come over here for a moment?"

At that moment, Tomoaki Araide, holding the script, walked over slowly. "There are still some issues to be addressed regarding the last line of dialogue."

"OK!"

Upon hearing this, Ran turned around, picked up the script, and Tomoaki Araide.

"Is that the male lead this time?"

Toyama Kazuha looked up at Tomoaki Araide, "He's quite a manly guy."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Sonoko nodded and remarked, "They're a perfect match."

Unlike the two's teasing tone, Ai Haibara was completely stunned and stood there in a daze.

My heart started pounding uncontrollably.

A surge of fear welled up inside me, and my back was unknowingly soaked with cold sweat.

Ai Haibara raised her head and looked at Tomoaki Araide, her limbs gradually stiffening.

She felt a sense of familiarity with that person.

That feeling of fear is something I'll never forget...

That's the aura of an organization!

"In that case, let's go wait in the stands."

Fujino thought for a moment, then called out to Ran and Sonoko, "You two continue rehearsing, we won't disturb you any longer..."

"Don't be too nervous!"

Uncle Mori also stepped forward to comfort Ran.

Afterwards, the group went to the audience seats and found a place to sit down at random.

After arriving in the audience seats, Ai Haibara felt much better.

But the feeling she had just experienced still made her somewhat frightened.

Who is that person? Who am I? Who exactly is he?

A series of questions lingered in her mind.

She didn't quite understand why she could sense the organization's presence on that person.

He instinctively wanted to reach out to Fujino.

But after thinking about it, she put it down.

She's currently impersonating Conan Edogawa; if she were to reach out...

It feels a bit nauseous.

Fujino glanced at the panicked Raid Ai.

He naturally noticed Ai Haibara's reaction.

It seems the radar was triggered...

The current Tomoaki Araide is an imposter who was possessed by Vermouth.

It was somewhat expected that Ai Haibara would trigger the organization's radar on her.

Thinking of this, Fujino reached out and gently touched Ai Haibara's forehead. "Conan, do you have a fever?"

Ai Haibara was startled when she felt a large hand touch her forehead.

Coming to her senses, she whispered in Conan's voice, "No..."

"That's good."

Fujino nodded. "If you feel unwell, just say so."

"Um..."

Ai Haibara nodded, immediately relieved, and her fear subsided considerably.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the lights in the venue dimmed, and the stage play officially began.

"Princess Highness! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Mori Kogoro stood up from his seat and shouted, feeling the surprised looks from those around him. He then awkwardly laughed and said, "Actually, that Princess on stage is my daughter..."

Kazuha, standing to the side, also covered her face, looking shy like a little girl, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Then, halfway through the stage play, when Ran's Princess carriage was intercepted and a group of thugs were about to kidnap the Princess, Kazuha stood up again and shouted in a Kansai dialect, "Ran! Quickly use your karate to kill all these bastards!"

Fujino: "..."

Why do I seem a bit out of place?

Should I go up and shout a few words too?

Fujino shook his head, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, and sighed softly.

I should have known better than to sit next to those two people with social anxiety...

Suddenly, black feathers began to fall from the stage.

A spotlight shone down, and a black figure descended from the sky, rescuing the Princess from her predicament.

Just as this scene reached its most crucial moment.

A man wearing a baseball cap, a black shirt, and jeans suddenly sat down next to Ai Haibara.

Ai Haibara, already on edge, looked up in surprise at the young man in the baseball cap.

That expression, and that face.

She felt that this person looked a bit like Kudo Shinichi.

"Um?"

Fujino also noticed the Xiao Hei and asked in confusion, "Hattori Heiji?"

"Ha?"

Hattori Heiji upon hearing this, then turned to look at Fujino, speaking in a Kansai dialect, "Oh, buddy, you've mistaken me for someone else..."

"..."

Fujino was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself that this guy's disguise skills were really terrible, and he even spoke with an Osaka accent while pretending to be a disguiser...

After thinking for Hattori Heiji, "There's still a patch on your hand that hasn't been painted white."

"How is this possible?!"

Hattori Heiji couldn't hold back any longer. He raised his hand to look at it, then continued speaking in his Kansai dialect, "My hand is clearly painted white too."

"Then I must have misread it."

Fujino feigned ignorance for a moment, then smirked and said, "Well, Xiao Hei, you've shown your claws, haven't you? You still say you're not Hattori Heiji."

Hattori Heiji: "???"

Holy crap, you tricked me!

"Didn't Kazuha that you had some things to take care of?"

Hattori Heiji, asked Fujino Heiji, "So, why did you pretend to be Kudo Shinichi here...?"

"Ah, this..."

Hattori Heiji was a little confused.

He believed his disguise was so perfect that no one would notice.

So before coming here, he hadn't thought about what he would say if he were discovered.

Oh no, this is going to be a disaster!