Genshin Player in the World of Detective Conan

[Set Bonus: After defeating an enemy, HP increases by 5%, ATK increases by 9%, and damage dealt by the character increases by 12%. This effect can stack up to 4 times and lasts for 10 seconds.]

Actually, Yin Kong had always harbored a worry deep down: Artifacts.

With Zhongli's help, while character ascension materials might be a bit troublesome, he figured he could find suitable substitutes with enough time.

However, the situation with Artifacts was completely different.

Firstly, if Yin Kong remembered correctly, there were five Artifact slots in the game:

[Flower of Life], [Feather of Death], [Sands of Time], [Cup of Eon], and [Circlet of Logos].

These five corresponded to the Archons of Life, Death, Time, and Space, respectively, as well as Phanes, the Heavenly Principle.

At the same time, Ley Line Blossoms, various Domains, and Original Resin—what players commonly called Stamina—were all derivatives of Teyvat's Ley Lines, or rather, the World Tree, just like Teleport Waypoints.

It was precisely because of this that Yin Kong had once worried that in this world, simply investigating Investigation Points might not yield any Artifacts at all, and Artifact Domains might not even exist.

Fortunately, this worry was now gone.

Although the idea of Conan becoming a mobile Artifact Domain sounded rather bizarre, he didn't care.

As long as it worked, Yin Kong felt extremely satisfied at the moment.

He clicked on the entrance and, after a moment's thought, chose the lowest-level domain.

Immediately, Yin Kong felt a part of his consciousness detach from his body and enter a very familiar golden space—the very domain he had farmed to death before his transmigration.

Upon opening the key, three fully armed Oni warriors appeared out of thin air before him.

Yin Kong recognized them at a glance as [Crow Feather Demon Blade Pill] Oni warriors, but their size and aura were far from comparable.

Their level was only fifteen.

"Let me test my blade!" "Take this!" "Fall before me!"...

Even so, fighting three of them at once was still a relatively tricky challenge for Yin Kong at this moment.

Fortunately, he wasn't fighting alone.

"Impenetrable!" "All-Encompassing!" "As Firm as a Rock!"

With the shield activated, what would have been a cautious battle instantly turned into a one-sided slaughter.

However, just as Yin Kong was about to go all out and clear his Stamina to gather two sets of Artifacts for Zhongli and himself, he noticed Conan's eyelids twitch slightly, as if he were beginning to regain consciousness.

Am I... dead?

His consciousness stirring from the darkness, Kudo Shinichi felt as if he had been tossed into a tumble dryer and spun dozens of times, his entire body aching.

"Little one, are you awake? Where are your parents? Why were you lying alone in the grass?"

Hearing Yin Kong's voice, Kudo Shinichi looked over in confusion:

Could it be that someone else was attacked by that guy named Gin? And a child, no less?

And this guy, he should be Yin Kong, right? What's he doing here?

Seeing Conan staring at him blankly, looking completely clueless about the situation, Yin Kong found it amusing and waved his hand in front of his eyes:

"Can you hear me, little guy?"

Little guy? Is he talking to me?

Kudo Shinichi blinked, finally realizing Yin Kong was speaking to him, and instinctively replied, "What little guy? I'm Kudo Shinichi, have you forgotten already?"

They had only met yesterday. Since Yin Kong was a detective to some extent, his memory shouldn't be this bad, right?

"If you're Kudo Shinichi, then I'm Kaito Kid! But since you little guy are still in the mood to play detective games, you must be fine then."

Yin Kong hadn't expected Conan to reveal his identity right off the bat.

However, he had no intention of exposing him here and now. He smiled and ruffled the top of Conan's head:

"It's getting late, you should head home soon. Don't worry your family."

Chapter 32: Why Does the Young Man Act Like a Child?

"You jerk!"

Kudo Shinichi, whose head was being ruffled by Yin Kong, was naturally quite displeased.

He slapped Yin Kong's hand away with a "snap" and jumped up from the ground, ready to argue with him.

But the high school detective quickly realized something was wrong.

Why did Yin Kong get so tall?

Why is it that even though I'm standing, I'm still only up to his waist, only able to look up at him?

It's not that he got taller... I've gotten shorter.

Finally realizing something was amiss, Kudo Shinichi was startled. He looked at his hands in disbelief, finding them to be small and slender, like a child's.

Not only that, but his clothes had become incredibly baggy, looking utterly ridiculous.

I've... become a child?!

After standing still in shock for several seconds, Kudo Shinichi gradually accepted the unbelievable reality.

He looked at Yin Kong in front of him, wanting to ask him to go to the police with him:

"Listen to me, I'm actually Kudo—"

But halfway through his sentence, Kudo Shinichi stopped.

Because he suddenly realized a very important question: could the Yin Kong in front of him truly be trusted?

At this moment, the high school detective had fully recalled his previous experiences.

If he wasn't mistaken, the abnormal situation he was in must be related to the poison that guy named Gin had forced down his throat.

Gin's blunt blow had undoubtedly made him realize the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Black Organization.

So, was there a possibility that the Yin Kong in front of him was also a member of that mysterious organization?

After all, his timing was so perfect. Could it be that he was an accomplice of those people, specifically returning to check on his condition?

Thinking this, Kudo Shinichi looked at Yin Kong even more, feeling that beneath his friendly expression, there might be a hidden, terrifying face.

Seeing Conan suddenly fall silent, Yin Kong appropriately pressed on:

"Why aren't you talking anymore, little guy? You really are Kudo what?"

"I mean, I... I'm really a fan of Kudo Shinichi."

Kudo Shinichi let out two dry laughs and casually told a lie.

He decided that before he figured out the current situation, he shouldn't have too much contact with Yin Kong, whose origins were unknown.

However, Yin Kong clearly wouldn't let him have his way.

He shook his head, looking genuinely distressed:

"A fan of Kudo Shinichi? Has the aesthetic of children these days really degenerated to this point?"

Even though Kudo Shinichi knew he had important things to do, upon hearing this sigh, he couldn't help but retort indignantly:

"What's wrong with Kudo Shinichi? My... cough cough... I mean, there are a lot of fans who like Kudo Shinichi."

Seeing Conan getting anxious, Yin Kong immediately said with a smile:

"Ah, yes, yes, yes. Whoever you like is your freedom, little guy..."

Damn it, how did I not notice this guy was so punchable before?

Kudo Shinichi knew that Yin Kong was clearly treating him like a real child, trying to placate him, but for a moment, he couldn't find any reason to argue further.

While the high school detective was silently holding his breath, Yin Kong launched a follow-up attack, suddenly saying:

"But speaking of which, little friend, you look quite similar to Kudo Shinichi. Could it be that you are—"

Kudo Shinichi flinched, his excited expression freezing instantly.

As expected of a detective, his insight is truly extraordinary.

"—Kudo Shinichi's illegitimate son?"

"No, I'm not, don't just— Huh?"

Kudo Shinichi, who had reacted, looked at Yin Kong in front of him with shock, completely unable to understand how he had reached such a conclusion.

Listen to what you're saying, man!

Seeing Conan's bewildered expression, Yin Kong became more interested.

No wonder in the anime, Kaito Kid and others liked to tease Conan whenever they had the chance. This reaction is indeed quite amusing.

Of course, on the surface, he still maintained a normal expression:

"Indeed, the age doesn't quite match up."

Kudo Shinichi said speechlessly:

"Isn't that obvious?"

Yin Kong thought for a moment and asked again:

"Then you're his younger brother?"

Before Conan could answer, he frowned and muttered to himself:

"But I heard that the great writer Kudo Yusaku only has one son, Kudo Shinichi. Could it be an illegitimate child?"

No, are you fixated on the idea of an illegitimate child?

Conan squeezed out a pair of dead fish eyes and started to make things up:

"I'm not an illegitimate son, I'm a relative of Brother Shinichi, it's normal to look alike."

"So you're relatives, that explains it."

Yin Kong nodded lightly, seemingly believing his words.

But before Conan could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Yin Kong take out his phone:

"But it's quite late now, and it might not be very safe for you to go home alone... Do you know Ran? How about I call her to pick you up?"

How do you have Ran's phone number, and why are you calling her so familiarly?

This guy, he isn't planning something bad for Ran, is he?

Kudo Shinichi's expression changed instantly, and his gaze towards Yin Kong became incredibly wary.

Of course, in a different sense.

No, now isn't the time to be concerned about that!

Although he desperately wanted to grab Yin Kong by his clothes and question him, Kudo Shinichi also knew very well that if the other party truly contacted Ran, his lie would easily be exposed.

After a rapid train of thought, the high school detective decided to endure the humiliation for the time being.

He reached out and tugged on Yin Kong's sleeve, shaking it gently as he said innocently:

"No need, big brother, I can do it by myself. I won't trouble you and Ran-neechan."

Why would a young boy put on such a childish act?

Perhaps it was his first time doing something like this, so Conan's acting was clearly still very green, far from the mastery he would achieve in the future.

Yin Kong, of course, had no intention of exposing his clumsy act, as he actually didn't know Ran's phone number. He merely showed a hesitant expression:

"Really? Can you really do it alone?"

"Don't worry, I can! I'm going home then. Goodbye, brother!"

As if worried Yin Kong might suggest something that would kill him, Conan didn't wait for a reply this time. He clutched his clothes and stumbled towards the nearest amusement facility.

Watching the embarrassed figure of the famous detective flee into the night, Yin Kong also dropped his playful demeanor and looked up at the sky:

The wheel of fate has begun to turn, but with the addition of an outsider like himself, where will it lead?

Chapter 33: Rich Lady, Hungry, Food