Conan's Little Scheme; The Organization's First Move

His reasoning ability was simply even more formidable than that of his idol, Sherlock Holmes!

"Stunned?"

Seeing Conan sitting there blankly, his eyes unfocused and saying nothing,

Bai Hao could not help laughing as he patted Conan's dog-like head.

"That's enough.

For the sake of you calling me big brother so many times,

I can keep this information secret for you."

"Your reasoning ability is really impressive."

After Bai Hao ruffled his head, Conan immediately came back to his senses.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Bai Hao speechlessly.

He praised him with complete sincerity.

He was genuinely convinced.

"By the way, aren't you curious about why I became smaller?"

Conan looked at Bai Hao somewhat doubtfully.

In his view,

detectives all had an intense curiosity.

Since Bai Hao knew the secret of his shrinking,

he would surely be interested in how he had become smaller.

"Do I even need to think about it?

You must have taken some kind of drug, which made you smaller."

Bai Hao shrugged.

"As for how you took it,

that's even simpler.

Most likely, you were extremely curious about certain people or things

and wanted to investigate them.

But you got yourself into trouble.

Terrorists forced some kind of drug down your throat.

You ended up not dying,

and then became what you are now.

Right?"

"Uh..."

Conan was numb.

Completely numb.

This guy has a cheat activated, doesn't he?!

Conan could not help complaining inwardly about Bai Hao.

"Judging by your expression, I must have guessed correctly, right?"

Bai Hao asked, despite already knowing the answer.

"More or less..."

Conan gave two dry laughs before asking even more curiously, "But

how did you figure that out?"

"Isn't it obvious?

Something that makes a person smaller is most likely a drug,

not some