The development of new functions for the Reading Value was a good thing for all the girls who possessed a diary.
This new fusion function that Shinomiya Kaguya had discovered, although it consumed a lot of Reading Value, in the long run, it could also save them more Reading Value and time.
For example, under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible to practice spiritual power while also practicing Hamon. Even if Reading Value were used to assist in the cultivation of both, one would easily fall into the dilemma of how to allocate the points.
It was just unknown what kind of form this fusion function could merge the two power systems into. However, none of the girls who had a diary at present had this many Reading Points to try it out.
However, apart from Yotsuya Miko and a few other girls with poor health who needed Hamon to restore their bodies to normal, the others had not encountered any trouble for the time being.
Therefore, their use of Reading Value was not that urgent. Now, many had already expressed that they would save up to 50 Reading Points to try and experience the fusion function.
And while the girls who had the diary were worrying about not having enough Reading Points, it was another scene entirely on Conan's side.
Today, while sick with a cold, he had finally managed to explain last night's situation to his parents in the morning and had found a suitable identity for the "Tom" who had helped him. Then he had spent a lot of effort to get his parents to agree to let him stay in Japan.
And so, in the evening, after resting at home for a day, Conan, who was feeling a little better at night, was sent back to the Mouri Detective Agency by his disguised mother.
Although Mouri Kogoro had some complaints, in the face of a ten-million-yen check, the expression with which he looked at Conan became much more enthusiastic.
Ran was naturally also quite happy about Conan's return. After all, ever since Conan had come to her house, her father's agency's business had improved a lot. She was treating Conan as a lucky charm.
Speaking of which, at first, Ran had been a little suspicious that this might be some medicine Dr. Agasa had made that had turned Shinichi into a child. After all, Conan's performance was too unlike a child. As time went on, her suspicion grew stronger.
Even though "Shinichi" had called her later while Conan was watching TV on the side, which had dispelled some of her doubts, Ran had not completely let go of her suspicion.
When Conan's mother had come to pick him up and take him away yesterday, she had even let out a slight sigh of relief, thinking that she must have been overthinking it.
Therefore, the current Ran was in a stage of greatest trust in Conan's identity.
Conan also thought so. Even though that Tom had told him to have a showdown with Ran and let her become his Watson, how could he possibly say such a thing all at once?
After all, in these few months, Ran had washed his clothes, cooked for him, and even taken him to bathe and such. If Ran were to find out about this, he would definitely be beaten up fiercely by her.
In any case, there's no hurry to tell Ran my true identity. I'll talk about it after I learn more secrets about the Black Organization from Tom.
As for the matter of the tranquilizer watch, at worst, he would just remind Uncle Mouri more at crime scenes in the future and try not to use it.
"Anyway, I should first think carefully about the matter of the vengeful spirits. Since those things are real, then when I'm solving cases in the future, I also have to pay attention to whether the culprit has been influenced by those vengeful spirits," Conan muttered to himself softly.
Thinking of these strange existences of the "hidden world," the still-sick Conan couldn't help but feel a headache.
After all, in the past, when he faced those cases of deliberate mystification, he would never have the thought that it was all the work of ghosts, but would only go to find out who had done it and with what method.
But in the future, when he encountered these cases again, he was afraid that he would subconsciously think about whether this could really be caused by the influence of those vengeful spirits.
"I'll have to get used to it slowly. After all, before me, no detective has ever encountered such a bizarre situation as I have," Conan sighed.
However, just as he was preparing to take a hot bath and go to bed, he suddenly felt a pulling sensation on his ankle.
He lowered his head, and then he saw a familiar mouse appear before his eyes.
"You're Jerry?"
The brown mouse nodded and waved at him again.
Conan looked around, and after confirming that Ran and Uncle Mouri had not noticed, he carefully brought Jerry into his room.
"You're here this time because that Tom wants you to bring me something?"
Jerry sized up the Mouri house and felt that this also seemed to be a suitable place for a mouse to live. It was just a pity that he was now living in Miyauchi Hikage's big house and was a little dismissive of this small place.
After hearing Conan's inquiry, it puffed out its chest and nodded, then pointed outside the door, as if to indicate that the thing had already been placed at the entrance.
Looking at Jerry's actions, Conan's heart stirred. He really couldn't think of anything that could be of use to him when he had a cold.
But did that Tom install some kind of surveillance device on me? I just have a little cold, and he directly had Jerry come over to deliver something.
Conan thought to himself, but the movements of his feet did not hesitate. He directly took Jerry to the main door of the agency and saw a small bottle filled with some transparent liquid at the entrance.
There wasn't much inside, probably only one or two hundred milliliters.
Jerry directly stuffed this bottle into Conan's hand and then stood on the side with an expectant expression, as if waiting for him to drink this bottle of medicine.
Conan was a little wary of this unknown liquid.
He had originally just wanted to open the bottle to smell it a little, and then give it to Dr. Agasa to study, to see if he could figure out the ingredients in this liquid.
Who knew that he had just opened the bottle cap and brought the bottle to his nose, and before he could even smell anything, he saw the Jerry in front of him once again burst forth with lightning-like arcs of light and pounce on him.
It was just that this time, its target was not some vengeful spirit, but this bottle of liquid in his hand!
But even though Conan had already sensed the problem, his speed was far too slow compared to Jerry's.
Under the effect of the mysterious power from Jerry's body, he even felt that his own mouth was opening somewhat uncontrollably.
In the next moment, he had already drunk this entire bottle of unknown liquid.
It wasn't until after he had drunk the entire bottle of liquid and felt a burning sensation in his throat that Conan finally smelled the residual smell of alcohol in the bottle.
"That Tom sent me a bottle of liquor, and even specially had Jerry come over to personally make me drink this bottle of liquor. What on earth does that guy mean?"