BWDC:SDDK Chapter 119: Dracula VS Batman
During the day, in front of the apartment Ren Ichimonji was renting.
Conan stood on his tiptoes, struggling to reach the doorbell of Ren's apartment.
However, just a moment before Conan could press it, Ren—who had already noticed him outside—pulled the door open ahead of time.
He looked down at Conan, who was posed like some sort of performance artist, and gave him a look that practically screamed a question mark.
Ren: ?
Conan: ?
The atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Conan quickly regained his footing, shoved his hands back into his pockets, and abruptly changed the subject.
"The weather feels really nice today!"
Following Conan's gaze, Ren turned his head to look at the cloudy sky over Beika Town.
Seeing this, Conan hurried to the main point, asking curiously, "So, I wanted to ask—what exactly happened last night?"
"Kaito Kid failed to steal the world's largest pink sapphire, then he blew up the ceiling of the Suzuki Financial Group's exhibition hall to make his escape... but what happened besides that? What were the specific details?"
Hearing Conan's question, Ren shrugged and turned around to sit back down on his sofa.
Conan followed, closing the door behind him and jogging over to sit on the sofa opposite Ren. He continued his questioning:
"I heard Kaito Kid used hypnotic smoke bombs to put everyone at the scene to sleep."
"The only three people who didn't fall asleep were that detective named Hakuba Saguru, you, and Sonoko. Is that true? Was it because you knew Kaito Kid would use smoke bombs in advance, so you prepared gas masks for yourself and Sonoko?"
Ren: ?
He shook his head, correcting Conan's claim.
"Sonoko didn't use a gas mask, and she definitely fell asleep; she just woke up the earliest."
"As for why... you should probably have a good idea yourself."
Conan: ?
Why does he say I should have a good idea?
I've only used my tranquilizer needle on Sonoko a few times. That dosage shouldn't be enough to build up a resistance to anesthetics, unless Kaito Kid happened to use the exact same type of sedative.
But how could Kaito Kid possibly use the same anesthetic as me?
My sedative comes from Professor Agasa. It's impossible that Kaito Kid's hypnotic smoke bombs also came from the Professor, right? No way, absolutely impossible!
Having known Professor Agasa for so long, Conan believed no one understood the man better than he did. He didn't think the Professor would supply gadgets to a thief like Kaito Kid!
Without dwelling on that topic, Ren simply answered Conan's previous question.
"You wanted to know what happened last night, right?"
"Fine, I'll tell you. A magician disguised as Kaito Kid descended from the sky. After getting caught in a trap, he used magic to destroy the mechanism and blew up the ceiling, using the hole to escape."
Conan: ?
"Then, that magician didn't expect Scarecrow to be camping on the rooftop. He was immediately taken down by Scarecrow's fear toxin. After he was neutralized, he was going to be used to assassinate the Riddler."
Conan: ??
"Fortunately, I saw through Scarecrow's plan to assassinate the Riddler. So, the Riddler and I teamed up—a classic 'good and evil cooperation' performance—and successfully saved the magician controlled by Scarecrow, while kicking Scarecrow out of the exhibition hall!"
Conan: ???
"Afterward, I tried to pursue Scarecrow, but unfortunately, he had accomplices. They used a sniper rifle to shoot me down, so I had no choice but to return to the hall in regret. Then came the live broadcast footage you saw on the news."
Ren answered Conan's questions with total seriousness.
However, Conan had already narrowed his eyes, casting a look of heavy disapproval.
I finally start thinking you're reliable and come to ask you something, and you let me down this completely!
If you say 'Scarecrow' or 'Riddler,' I'll just assume they are nicknames you have for someone. But how can you drag a 'magician' into this? And a magician using magic to blow up a ceiling? Scarecrow using fear toxin to control a magician?
Even for nonsense, this is too much. What era is this? You have to believe in science! Stop talking about these supernatural, chaotic things!
Conan sighed and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then forget it. Don't sit here telling lies to trick me; I won't believe it!"
You might as well tell me Kaito Kid's secret identity is actually Clark Kent, that he punched the ceiling into outer space and then flew straight into the sky to escape the scene.
Considering you call yourself Batman, I might actually find it normal if you let Superman escape.
Seeing that Conan didn't believe a word, Ren couldn't help but sigh.
He was an honest man.
He always told the truth to others, yet the people willing to believe him were always few and far between. Even his youngest Robin wouldn't believe him; it was truly a sentimental thought.
Ren stopped mentioning the matter and turned to ask, "Did you come find me just to ask about that?"
"If so, I've already told you everything. If you have no other questions, you can head out and close the door behind you. I need to get back to my daily workout."
Conan: ?
Workout? You?
Conan looked him up and down suspiciously, suddenly noticing that Ren seemed to have developed streamlined muscles.
He remembered they weren't there before?
But it had been less than two weeks since he met Ren. It was impossible to go from a single abdominal muscle to an eight-pack in less than two weeks, right? He must have remembered wrong... No, that wasn't important.
Conan shook his head, forcefully clearing those trivial thoughts from his mind.
His small face turned serious.
"Ren, Mouri-ojisan received a new request. I suspect another violent murder case is about to happen!"
"The location for this assignment is the 'Dracula Villa,' far away from the city!"
"Based on past experience, it's a remote wilderness, sparsely populated, far from the city, and Mouri-ojisan will be there. It perfectly fits the 'Blizzard Manor' pattern!"
"Let's team up and change the bad luck surrounding Mouri-ojisan!"
---Hey, Conan, what are you talking about?
Isn't the truly unlucky one you?
Ren stared at Conan for a while.
He realized that Conan really seemed to believe that the cases occurring had absolutely nothing to do with him. Ren couldn't help but admire the sheer strength of Conan's density in his heart.
However, based on Conan's description, this request was indeed fully loaded with the elements of a crime. It was hard to imagine such a place not having a violent murder case.
Therefore, Ren nodded.
"Alright, I get it. What time?"
Conan immediately replied, "We leave at five this afternoon! Oh, and maybe a real Vampire Dracula will show up this time?"
Even though the "Grim Reaper Kid" didn't believe in ghosts or gods, he still said jokingly:
"Maybe this time we'll have a 'Bat vs Bat' situation."
"Dracula VS Batman!"
End of Chapter
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