Bo Moyu was a fine young man of the new era. After an accident sent him to an unknown era, he became a spirit.
Not bad. Immortality was no longer just a dream.
But when he was five hundred years old, Bo Moyu suddenly awakened a golden finger: a forum from another world.
It looked familiar. He took another look.
This... this was the world of Detective Conan!!!
Bo Moyu covered his face in despair.
I know this world isn't scientific, but did it have to be so Conan-logical!
Then he took a look at the family business he'd inherited.
Great. So I'm the boss of that mysterious liquor company.
Remembering Detective Conan from his past life, Bo Moyu only wanted to avert his own doomed fate.
1. Blend into the main storyline.
2. Get along with the fake liquors.
3. Make a clean getaway.
And so
A certain blond guy and a certain cat-eyed guy: “He's definitely an idiot who only knows how to sacrifice himself!”
A certain Haibara: “My big brother is always right.”
A certain Shusui: “He's someone who needs protection.”
A certain Shinigami: “He does have a mischievous streak, but he's a good person.”
1. The author started writing this for fun because they couldn't find anything to read.
2. The author is a beginner and not very good at writing. If you don't like it, please go easy on me (???????).
Theme: Born in darkness, heart set on the light
