The Correct Way to Use Conan

Guchuan and Little Ai sat in front of the TV, the day's newspaper still in their hands.

The headline on the newspaper prominently featured 'Sleeping Kogoro'.

Before, Kogoro Mouri was only somewhat well-known, but now he was famous across all of Japan, with countless reports discussing him.

The muddle-headed detective who previously only got by catching philanderers could now take on major cases.

Guchuan's show also caused a huge stir after it aired, with countless people publicly lambasting Guchuan, saying that he was a piece of trash who dared to offer opinions recklessly.

But since he had the prestige of a famous university, there were also many who supported his views.

Especially his handsome face, which won over many female high school and middle school fangirls.

"Heh heh, you've really embarrassed yourself," Little Ai scoffed.

Guchuan single-handedly lowered the standing of Harvard University. Truly impressive.

"Are you not seeing all the comments praising me?"

"But there are clearly more people cursing you," Little Ai said, flipping through a magazine, searching for the latest handbag.

"That's just them being jealous of me! It's a sign of mediocrity to not be envied!" Guchuan said, clearly displeased.

"Also, you're obviously close to me. You should be speaking up for me, not mocking me."

Little Ai turned her head away, ignoring Guchuan.

Speaking up for you? That's a tough one.

"Ah ha ha ha, Boss, that brat Guchuan is going to be cursed to death." Vodka excitedly approached Gin, holding a newspaper.

Gin glanced at the newspaper, then lit a cigarette expressionlessly.

Japan's Renowned Outstanding Young Scholar Guchuan States That Eating Less Meat Helps Protect the Environment and Promote Economic Development

One headline, all lies.

Renowned? Scholar? Outstanding? None of those words could be associated with Guchuan, and as for the research he proposed, it was utter nonsense.

On this whole thing, perhaps only his name was real.

"What about that diplomat?" Gin asked.

"He's perfectly fine. Guchuan doesn't seem to have made a move yet. I think he just doesn't take The Organization's missions seriously. The Organization has never had a member as undisciplined as him." Vodka openly badmouthed Guchuan.

[Gin: You have one day left for your mission.]

Guchuan only remembered he had a mission when he saw the email on his phone.

He went to his bedroom and called Conan.

"Conan, I've found a lead on that organization," Guchuan said in a low voice.

"What?! What kind of lead?"

Conan was hiding in the Mouri Residence bathroom, a little excited, but he still kept his voice down so Kogoro Mouri wouldn't hear him from outside.

"Takao Tsuji, a diplomat. He might be colluding with The Organization. Go investigate him. It's best to be quick; The Organization might be trying to silence him," Guchuan said.

"Understood, Guchuan, thank you!" Conan said sincerely.

Conan had also seen the newspaper's content, with many people cursing Guchuan. Even in such a public outcry, he's still helping me find clues about The Organization. He really... I could cry!

"No thanks needed, we're brothers. I have other things to do, so I can't go with you."

"Okay."

Guchuan hung up the phone and contentedly went back to watching TV.

With a good brother like Conan, won't my performance in The Organization just skyrocket? For the sake of my promotion dreams, Conan, you should go out and wander around more!

"Why did you change the channel?" Guchuan snatched back the remote control.

"I really don't understand why a grown man like you loves watching such meaningless soap operas," Little Ai said, a little speechless, not understanding why Guchuan had such a strange hobby.

"Because it's thrilling!" Guchuan smiled.

"Don't you find 'Even though I like you very much, I've decided to become your stepmother,' 'Even though I'm your stepmother, it doesn't stop me from still flirting with you,' 'I love her, regardless of whether she has a husband'—don't you find these thrilling?"

This plot, doesn't it completely overshadow those small films with no plot, just straight to the point?

Little Ai cautiously glanced at Guchuan, a little scared.

She quietly moved to the other end of the sofa, as if Guchuan were something unclean.

Conan hung up the phone and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he was hit with a powerful headbutt from Kogoro Mouri.

"Uncle Mori, what are you doing?!" Conan said, annoyed.

"You stinky brat, you were in the bathroom for so long! I almost couldn't hold it anymore!"

"Seriously, can't I be constipated?" Conan said, rubbing his head.

I just called Ran as Shinichi and then talked to Guchuan. I really did stay in the bathroom for too long. Next time, I should make calls outside.

"Where is that guy, Shinichi Kudo?"

A dark-skinned man burst into the Mouri Detective Agency, asking for Shinichi Kudo the moment he opened the door.

"This is the Mouri Detective Agency! There's no Shinichi Kudo here at all!" Kogoro Mouri shouted from the bathroom.

"Huh?"

"Little Ai, don't just sit still in the car!"

Guchuan had brought Little Ai to the amusement park to ride bumper cars. Little Ai was already disoriented from Guchuan repeatedly ramming her car. As an amateur racer, Guchuan was incredibly smooth when playing bumper cars.

He was venting all the frustration he'd accumulated from being massacred by Little Ai in video games earlier.

"Guchuan, I'm angry!" Little Ai was successfully provoked by Guchuan; she was going to ram him to death.

Beep beep beep~

Guchuan answered his phone, driving the bumper car with one hand.

"Guchuan, that diplomat is dead."

The caller ID showed Conan's number, but the voice clearly belonged to a high school boy.

"Who are you? Shinichi Kudo?"

"That's right. I don't know why, but I changed back. Achoo!" Conan sneezed.

"Is that so? How amazing."

While Guchuan was distracted, Little Ai rammed his car, sending it spinning several times. Seeing the triumphant expression on Little Ai's face, Guchuan decided to teach her about the harsh realities of the world.

"Although the diplomat was killed by his wife, and she had a very good reason, I still suspect his wife has ties to The Organization," Conan said.

Guchuan hadn't expected Conan to suddenly become so suspicious.

"Trust your judgment and keep investigating." As a close friend, Guchuan unconditionally supported Conan.

"Guchuan, you're so good to me." Conan was a little touched.

Right now, only Guchuan would trust his judgment so much. What did he, Shinichi Kudo, do to deserve such a close friend?

"Conan, you're good too." Guchuan praised him sincerely.

Thanks to you helping me meet my quotas, I can bring Little Ai to the amusement park! Conan, my forever brother!

Conan was so moved by Guchuan he was almost in tears.

"Why do you look like you're about to die?" Heiji Hattori, who was next to Conan, said disdainfully.

"What do you know! I'm touched by the bond of male friendship!"