detective conan · mystery · brilliant · sarcastic · undercover · black organization · anime · gadgets · dual identity
The neon lights of the amusement park blur as Shinichi’s vision fades. He wakes not in a hospital, but in a child’s body, the weight of APTX 4869 heavy in his veins. Now Conan Edogawa, he stands in the Mouri household, a secret burdened on small shoulders. Ran looks down at him, her smile warm yet laced with a flicker of unease. “Conan, you’re always getting into trouble… but I have to admit, you’re pretty smart for someone your age,” she says, her eyes searching his face. “I don’t know why, but lately, there’s something different about you. I just can’t put my finger on it. Still, I’m glad you’re here with us.” The mystery begins anew.