Time rewound to the early hours of the morning, in a secluded corner of Tropical Land. Kudo Shinichi, whose body had shrunk after ingesting the Black Organization's poison, slowly awoke.
"My head hurts so much..."
He struggled to get up from the ground, his head throbbing.
"I must bring those criminals to justice."
Kudo Shinichi was still thinking about Vodka and Gin when he looked at his small hands and his unusually large clothes.
He quickly realized something was wrong.
"What's going on? My body has shrunk, and I've turned into an elementary school student!"
He touched his noticeably smaller body, his face grim, and remembered the capsule Gin had forced into his mouth.
"Could it be... that time?"
Was it because of the capsule that man in black gave me?
Yes! It must be!
To return to his original state, he needed an antidote.
Kudo Shinichi made his judgment, endured the pain, and began searching for clues nearby.
He searched around the area.
He quickly discovered traces of a fight between Cunning Hares Group and Gin's group.
And on the ground, he found two inconspicuous white capsules.
One lay in a relatively clean corner, the other mixed in a puddle of vomit.
"Capsules again?"
Kudo Shinichi immediately thought of the capsule the man in black had given him.
And made a reasonable guess.
Perhaps, after he fainted, those two men in black had another conflict with someone.
After subduing the people they conflicted with, the men in black also fed them the same poison they had given him.
But the other two people who had also taken the shrinking drug, like him, had managed to spit out the capsules in time.
Therefore, these two capsules on the ground are the same poison I took!
Kudo Shinichi's eyes lit up: "As long as I know the composition of the capsules, I should be able to create an antidote."
Recalling Dr. Agasa, who lived next door to him, he instantly felt a glimmer of hope.
To return to his original self, Kudo Shinichi suppressed his nausea and collected both capsules, carefully wrapping them in a leaf before putting them in his pocket.
"So disgusting, it stinks."
Looking at the vomit stuck to his fingers, Kudo Shinichi frowned deeply.
Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a discarded mineral water bottle lying on the ground not far away.
There was still about half a bottle of water left inside.
"Thank Goodness, I can finally wash my hands properly."
Shinichi Kudo joyfully picked up the mineral water bottle, poured out the water, and carefully washed his hands.
After washing his hands, he brought his fingers to his nose and sniffed, "Haha, no strange smell anymore. Hmm, this brand of mineral water smells quite good."
...Dr. Agasa's residence.
"Doctor! It's really me! Kudo Shinichi!"
After knocking on Dr. Agasa's door, Shinichi Kudo struggled to look up and told the Doctor what had happened to him.
But Dr. Agasa didn't believe him at all.
"Kid, stop joking. If there really was such a rejuvenation drug, I'd want to take it myself."
Dr. Agasa pushed the unfamiliar little boy out of the room.
"You should go home quickly. It's so late, your parents will be worried."
"Dr. Agasa, I really am Shinichi, you have to believe me."
"Alright, alright, I believe you. Shinichi, you should go home for today."
Hearing Dr. Agasa's obviously perfunctory tone, Kudo Shinichi could no longer bear it.
"You're forcing my hand, Doctor. Then I'll just have to reveal a secret only the two of us know."
Kudo Shinichi pointed at Dr. Agasa and said, "You have a mole on your left buttock, and a crooked hair grows out of it! Because of sitting for too long, Doctor, you also suffer from severe hemorrhoids."
Dr. Agasa's face instantly turned crimson, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he abruptly covered his backside: "Stop, stop, stop! I believe you! Can't you see I believe you!"
This was indeed a secret only he and Shinichi knew.
He crouched down, full of surprise and doubt, "Shinichi, how did you... become like this?!"
After gaining his trust, Kudo Shinichi once again recounted the story about the men in black.
Dr. Agasa then began to think seriously: "If what you say is true, perhaps by reverse-analyzing the poison that shrunk you, an antidote could indeed be made."
Kudo Shinichi immediately pulled out the two precious capsules: "Doctor, this is that poison. Please do a reverse analysis quickly."
Dr. Agasa did not dare to delay and immediately took the capsules to the lab for analysis.
The waiting period was incredibly agonizing.
Finally, the Doctor came out with the report, his expression peculiar: "Shinichi, the analysis results are in. These are just ordinary sleeping pill ingredients; there's nothing special about them."
"Impossible!" Kudo Shinichi flatly denied, "I shrank because I took this poison!"
Dr. Agasa sighed and took out his usual sleeping pill bottle from the medicine cabinet, handing it to Kudo Shinichi. "See for yourself, compare the ingredient lists."
Kudo Shinichi picked up the report and the sleeping pill's ingredient list for careful comparison.
Finally, his shoulders slumped.
It was indeed as the Doctor had said.
These two capsules were simply sleeping pills.
Perhaps, someone just happened to be there and threw up two capsules, and he was too wishful, losing his usual rationality and overlooking this point.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
It was Mouri Ran who is coming to find Shinichi.
In his panic, Kudo Shinichi directly shoved the sleeping pills the Doctor had given him into his pocket.
The subsequent events unfolded just like in the original story.
Under the Doctor's cover, Kudo Shinichi, under the alias Edogawa Conan, was brought back to the Mouri Detective Agency by Ran.
Second floor of the agency.
Because the guest room hadn't been tidied up yet, Ran told Conan to share a bed with Mouri Kogoro for the night.
"What? Let this brat sleep with me?" Mouri Kogoro pointed at Conan, a look of distaste on his face, "No, no! Kids this age are most likely to wet the bed!"
"I won't wet the bed!"
Conan argued, his face red. He wasn't a real elementary school student, so how could such a thing happen?
To prevent Ran from arguing with Kogoro, he bravely promised: "Even if... even if I do, I'll wash it myself!"
"You said it."
Mouri Kogoro reluctantly agreed, muttering: "Hmph, if you wet it, you must wash it yourself. Ran and I won't help."
Late at night.
In the cramped bedroom, Mouri Kogoro's thunderous snores sounded like a broken bellows.
Conan, already troubled and finding it hard to sleep, was even more irritated by the noise.
He remembered the sleeping pills he had brought from the Doctor's house in his pants pocket.
After a moment of hesitation, he took one out and swallowed it with half a glass of cold water by the bed.
The medicine quickly took effect, and Conan fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he felt like he had turned into a duck, constantly laying eggs.
After an unknown amount of time, Conan was awakened by a sharp pain and a roar.
"You little brat!!! I'll kill you!!!"
Mouri kogoro's fists rained down, and Conan saw stars.
"Uncle, why are you hitting me?"
Conan was completely bewildered, filled with contempt for Kogoro Mouri, who would even hit an elementary school student.
He dodged while looking at Kogoro Mouri's ferocious face.
Only then did he realize that Kogoro Mouri's face was covered in filth, and he exclaimed in horror: "Uncle... you... you ate poop?!"
Conan never expected that his childhood friend's father would have such a peculiar Fetish?, and for a moment, he was filled with mixed emotions.
"You idiot!!!"
Conan's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and Kogoro Mouri, who had been holding back, completely erupted in rage, hitting him even harder.
"You're the one who did it!! You little rascal!!!"
The roar almost lifted the roof.
"Dad! Stop it! Conan is just an elementary school student."
Ran woke up that morning and see her father Mouri Kogoro beating Conan—and rushed to break up the fight.
But when she opened the door to her father's bedroom, she was completely stunned.
As if struck by a petrification spell, she stood there blankly, for a moment even forgetting to intervene.
Conan cowered in the corner of the bed, his small face swollen and red, the bedsheet beneath him a mess, covered in filth.
Her father, Mouri kogoro, was like a madman, covered in filth on his body and face, relentlessly hitting Conan on the head.
When Conan saw Ran, it was as if he had seen a savior, and he cried as he lunged towards her.
"Don't come near me!"
Seeing the filthy Conan rushing towards her, Ran shrieked and reflexively kicked Conan away.
"Wuwuwu." Conan was kicked and embedded into the wall, unable to be pulled out.
Ran's kick hurt more than all of Mouri Kogoro's previous punches combined.
The chaos continued for a while before they all calmed down again.
Mouri kogoro grumbled as he went to the bathroom to wash up, and Ran sincerely apologized to Conan.
But as a man's promise.
Conan had to wash the bedsheet and duvet cover clean by hand, all by himself.
"Why is this happening?"
With immense shame, Conan sobbed as he laboriously began to remove the soiled bedsheet and duvet cover.
(Additional note: In fact, the bedsheet and duvet cover were eventually thrown away by Ran, and Conan didn't actually have to wash them. This was just Ran scaring Conan to make him remember the lesson.)