Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 936 Huo Huo Conan

When Conan was lying on the ground and playing tricks on Martin, Ma Wu came running over, still wearing the black robe of Hogwarts, holding a wand in his hand, and looked down at Conan curiously.

Conan looked at the magic wand in Ma Wu's hand, blinked, and asked with a try-it attitude: "Can you use magic to turn me into Kudo Shinichi?"

The Ma Wu of the future might be able to do it, but the Ma Wu of the present probably can’t, right?

Conan did try to change his state by asking Ma Wu to pay attention to his age, causing his superpowers to go out of control. As a result, the superpowers that got out of control turned him into a little old man, and he was still only a little old man of a little meter tall. It was so difficult to hold back. In the end, he had to promise to write a month's homework for Martin before Martin could change himself back.

“Emmmm…” Ma Wu thought about it seriously. Actually, there was nothing to think about. She only knew three spells in total.

After thinking it over, Ma Wu spun the magic wand in a circle: "Mummy, mummy, coax him! Turn him into a pig's head!"

"Oh, I'm a pig head." Conan responded indifferently, and pushed the tip of his nose upwards with his fingers to make a pig nose: "Hehe."

"..." Ma Wu was obviously not very happy with Conan's perfunctory cooperation, but he was also unhappy about the sycamore wand in Ma Wu's hand. This thing had the characteristic of getting angry when used on boring things.

"Ah - Oh -" Looking at Conan's head, Ma Wu shrank his neck, knowing that he was in trouble again.

Sniff, Conan sniffed: "What's burnt?"

"Maybe it's a pig's head." Martin pushed the gift on the coffee table to prevent Conan from setting it on fire. "It's almost the second day of the second month of the lunar calendar. Burning a pig's head is just right. It's auspicious and good for the brain."

Pig head? Me? Conan felt his scalp was a little hot, he got up and looked at the window next to him, in the hazy reflection, there was a ball of fire on his head.

"Wow!" Conan screamed and hurried into the bathroom to put out the fire.

Miyano Akemi watched the whole incident happen, walked over quietly, whispered an idea into Ma Wu's ear, then turned around and left before Conan came out.

When Conan, whose hair was burnt all over a mess, came out of the bathroom, before he could complain, Ma Wu pointed the magic wand at him again.

Still coming? Conan shrank his neck and tried to find a cover for himself.

But it was too late. Ma Wu had already chanted a spell: "I will represent the moon and make you forget that you were transformed from a dog!"

"Ah?" Conan touched his head to confirm that it didn't catch fire this time, then turned back to confirm that his butt wasn't on fire either, then he looked dead: Oh.

It turned out to be another prank. If I answered "I am not a dog", it would prove that the spell is very useful; if I insisted that the spell is useless, it would mean I admitted that I am a dog.

"What do you think, great detective? Do you still remember that you are a dog?" Martin asked gloatingly.

Conan felt that Martin's gloating tone was very strange. This little joke shouldn't be worth him being so happy about. It seemed that there was a big pit waiting for him later.

Forget it, just let it be a trap. It’s my fault for coming to find Haibara without thinking.

"Yeah, I don't remember." Conan said calmly.

Ma Wu clapped his hands, looking very happy that he had successfully cast the spell.

"Eh? You really don't remember anything?" Miyano Akemi walked out of the room, as if she was just interested in their conversation: "It's really amazing."

Huh? What does Miss Mingmei mean? Conan began to get confused.

"It can't be helped, it's just cognitive distortion, that's it." Martin shrugged, ignored Conan and said to Miyano Akemi: "Even though he is the Queen's dog, as long as he becomes a great detective, cognitive distortion will really make him think he is a great detective."

The Queen's dog? Rex? When they went to London together, Conan, who was turned into a corgi, mistakenly switched identities with Queen Elizabeth's corgi Rex. It took a lot of twists and turns to switch back.

Miyano Akemi looked at Conan and said with emotion: "For such a long time, we didn't notice that there was anything wrong with Kudo-kun. It was not until Kudo-kun, who was trapped in the White House, finally contacted us that we realized we were wrong."

What is she talking about? What are they talking about?

Conan's brain, with an IQ of 280, began to work at high speed, and finally came up with an answer from an objective perspective: they were saying that the last two Corgis in the London incident were still confused, but after Martin turned Rex into 'Conan', because of the effect of cognitive distortion, it was actually Rex's Corgi who really thought he was Conan, and at the same time had all the memories and IQ that Conan should have.

That is... me?

I am Rex?

Of course, Conan immediately thought that this was another joke between Martin and Miyano Akemi, but then, a figure that Conan was very familiar with walked out from behind Miyano Akemi and looked at him with a cold and considering look - that was clearly another self.

Could it be that he is the real Conan, the real Kudo Shinichi? Am I really Rex?

"Okay, it's time to return the dog to the Queen." Martin raised his hand and was about to snap his fingers.

Are my identity and my memories all fake? And now they are taking them all away? Taking away my memories? My experiences? My identity, my feelings? And Xiaolan?

Conan's psychological breakdown at this moment can be described in detail in three or two thousand words, but if it is succinctly summarized into a paragraph, the final ending would be - You can't do this to me!

Martin snapped his fingers and Conan closed his eyes.

After a while, Conan tentatively opened his eyes and found that he was still himself, still Conan, and still a human being.

Shit, it turned out to be just a joke between Martin and Miyano Akemi.

Who was that 'I' just now?

Conan turned his head and found that after Martin snapped his fingers, there was no 'another Conan' there. There was only a white-faced horned owl standing on the back of the chair, twisting its neck, looking at him with a cold and considering look - Owl Meyer. If Ma Wu remembers to feed it, it is Ma Wu's owl. If he doesn't remember to feed it, it is Huibara Ai's.

Ma Wu sat on the sofa next to Martin, then quietly reached out his hand to take a piece of candy cake, but Martin slapped his hand away: "We'll eat later."

Conan's mood finally calmed down. He looked at Miyano Akemi who had joined the game with a sad look on his face, "Just play, and you'll regret it if you kill me."

The soap operas Xiaolan has been watching recently always feature white moonlight characters who make people regret after their death.

Glancing at Conan, Martin started a new one: "By the way, great detective, have you finished your holiday homework?"

"Of course, it's just a little bit, I'll just write it down when I have time..." Conan looked dead, then rolled his eyes: "You haven't written it yet?"

Conan suddenly remembered that Martin disappeared on the first day of the holiday.

It's not impossible to do Martin's homework, but there have to be some conditions. Not to mention changing myself back to normal for a day or two, at least I have to restore my hairstyle without turning into a dog first.

No one cares about Conan's "hurried" hairstyle.

"I finished writing it on the first day." Martin waved his hand to interrupt Conan's delusion and looked at Ma Wu who was in a daze on the other side: "But it seems that someone hasn't written it yet."

Ma Wu: Homework? What homework? Holidays? School starts?

Ma Wu: "Where's my winter vacation?"

Martin: “Four days left.”

Ma Wu: “Why?”

Martin: "Huh? Stolen by Kaito Kidd?" (End of this chapter)