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Chapter 201 Just renaming the dream

After a while, Conan finally spoke.

"Did Midnight ask you to come?"

Huang Quan shrugged and replied:

"No, I don't know anything. I just came in to see if something was wrong with you. Do you want to tell me? At least I can talk better than that guy."

Conan was defeated by this sentence. Zero Time really couldn't say anything good. Although this man looked like a decent person outside, when facing them, Zero Time's mouth sometimes seemed like it was filled with poison.

Conan: "Does he know you said that to him?"

Huang Quan: "Of course, he also feels that his mouth is sometimes leaky, but it does not affect his normal personality."

After being interrupted like this, Conan's emotions dissipated a lot, and he was willing to tell Huang Quan his thoughts.

Conan didn't think that Zero Time was wrong, but he just felt angry inside, as if a dream he had been longing for since childhood had been shattered.

Conan: "Whenever I see my father solving a case, I think he's so handsome. Of course, Sherlock Holmes is number one, he's super handsome."

"I was influenced by these things at the time, and I wanted to become a famous detective like him, but the realities that Zero Hour described were a bit..."

Conan didn't continue, but Huang Quan also knew what it was. He rubbed Conan's head.

Huang Quan: "Zero Time doesn't mean to look down on your dream. It's cool to be a famous detective. I think you can become one."

Conan: "Really? Do you think so?"

Conan's eyes lit up, Huang Quan nodded and continued:

"Yes, but this path will definitely be difficult. Just like what Zero Hour said, not all police officers will allow detectives to come in. This is the police's job, and they have the right not to allow non-official personnel to enter."

At this point, Conan wanted to say that he had been through this before, and Inspector Megure and the others had never said anything, but when he thought of the conversation with Inspector Megure at midnight today, he couldn't say it.

Inspector Megure and his colleagues also wanted the police to solve the case and downplay the detective's presence. They had accepted his help only for the purpose of bringing the murderer to justice.

Huang Quan also handed over his mobile phone at this time. Conan looked at it and saw a report about Kudo Shinichi. Is he the savior of the Japanese police?

Conan looked at it, what he had always looked at, focusing only on the large portrait of himself in the middle, but never paying attention to the unfriendly words towards the police in the corner.

The meaning was not obvious, but anyone who paid attention could see why he didn't care at the time. Besides his vanity, it was also because of his indifferent attitude.

While the media is praising itself, it is also undermining the reputation of the police, and has become the beneficiary of this secret war.

Huang Quan: "See, Conan, the people in this news are very powerful, right? They should be what you want to be like."

Conan nodded. This was clearly him. Huang Quan said:

"He was successful, just like Conan's dream, but when he achieved success, someone had to bear the consequences."

Huang Quan pointed accurately to the corner and said something that seemed casual, but it was exactly what Conan had just seen.

"His success was achieved by stepping on the police. Although the police allowed him to intervene because they were prepared to be used as his stepping stones, they still did it."

"Perhaps the police have limited capabilities and sometimes need the help of detectives, but they shouldn't be portrayed like this in the news."

Huang Quan tapped the screen with his finger, and the screen immediately went dark, just like Conan's heart sank.

Huang Quan then reopened his phone and swiped to open another interface, which was also a news article, but the words on it were difficult for Conan to understand.

The photo in the middle is also a building, and it looks very touching with some artistic words.

Huang Quan saw that Conan was confused and kindly explained and translated it to him.

"This is news from the flower-growing family, and it's also major news about a murder case being solved."

Conan: "Huh?"

He couldn't tell at all, not only because of the text, but also because he couldn't see from the photo who solved the case.

Huang Quan knew his doubts, so he comforted him and asked him to listen to what he was saying.

"This was solved by the police in the Flower Planting Family. In the Flower Planting Family, there is no opportunity for detectives to appear. The police will set up a criminal investigation team for each case."

"They are all law enforcement officers who are hiding behind the scenes and are not going to easily involve anyone unless they are related to the case."

Conan listened attentively. This was different from what he was familiar with. He had never seen a policeman solve a case without the help of a detective. At least he always saw his father helping Inspector Megure.

"They're pretty awesome, aren't they?"

Huang Quan: "Yes, in the flower-growing world, detectives are not famous, only private detectives. The people who are more respected are talents in various aspects of the police force, including criminal investigation, forensics, deduction and other experts. They are all professionals."

"Zero Time and I are both flower growers. Perhaps what Zero Time wants to express to you is that he hopes you can become a talent like these people."

Conan: "Me?"

Huang Quan nodded.

"Yes, Zero may think that you can also become an expert in something. Our Conan is probably a genius in criminal investigation, right?"

Huang Quan had a gentle smile on his face, and his sincere praise made Conan feel embarrassed. He was not that great.

He probably knew what Ling Shi wanted to express, but he seemed a little unprepared. Huang Quan probably saw his hesitation and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Then you think about it yourself first. I'm going to go out and see if dinner is ready. I'm afraid he's sneaked in to eat since there's been no movement for a long time."

After Huang Quan finished speaking, he stood up and left. Conan finally relaxed after watching his back. He wanted to think about what he really wanted. Too many things had happened during this period of time, which made him a little confused.

If it were my original self, that is, before I became Conan, I would definitely not be like this. I would definitely move forward courageously without any worries.

But now, the world that I was once familiar with has changed so much that it has become something that I cannot understand. It is like I have grown up in an instant and seen more complex relationships in the world.

Conan lay down on the bed, looking at the tent above. He stretched out his hand. He didn't know why, but he always felt that he could grab something this way.

What was it? Many images flashed through my mind, including the scene of my father solving the case, the excitement of myself when I was a child reading the Sherlock Holmes detective series, and the past when I became a detective.

The voices of Lingshi and Huang Quan were heard outside, but Conan couldn't hear clearly. All that popped up in his mind were all the words Lingshi had said from the beginning to today, and what Huang Quan had just said.

Should he stick to his original belief, or have the courage to change the name of his dream and future?