Dead, dead... dead again.
Just when Ye Gengyi went back to the bedroom to catch up on his sleep, Conan also started his own journey of exploration.
no doubt.
Including Noah's Ark's 'Cocoon', this is the hardest game he has played to date.
However, except for him, the three little heads have successfully transitioned from being tense and exciting at the beginning to being calm now.
After all, a colorful game will always make people see a gray screen. If it is played too many times, it will really be no viewing experience for the audience.
Lunch is still curry.
At the dinner table, Mitsuhiko proactively suggested, "How about we go play football in the afternoon?"
"Great!"
Ayumi and Genta raised their hands in approval.
Look how boring other people's children are...
A certain instigator yawned, turned his head and asked Haihara Ai: "Have you counted them?"
What?
Haiyuan Ai was startled and subconsciously said "ah" to indicate that he didn't understand.
"he."
Ye Geng sideways glance, indicating that he is referring to the little god of death who is lowering his head to eat rice: "How many times have you died."
"Oh, you mean Edogawa," Haibara Ai understood. "After more than 40 times, I went to catch up on my sleep, and I only woke up less than 5 minutes earlier than you."
"What a perseverance." Ye Geng commented.
"Yes." Hui Yuan Ai agreed.
Hey, hey... Dr. Ali is ashamed.
Damn it, you two guys are still taunting me!
Conan looked gloomy until Ayumi said she wanted to play football with him, and then he came to his senses and refused:
"Sorry, I won't go."
"Eh? You're not going?" Ayumi was a little surprised.
"Hey, Conan, are you right? We're playing football!" Mitsuhiko was also surprised.
"Do you still want to continue playing that game?" Yuantai hit the nail on the head.
Haihara Ai first glanced sideways at a certain organization cadre, and then gave advice, saying: "Give up, you won't be able to pass the test."
"Uh, well... how will you know if you don't try it and see." Conan touched his head and smiled stupidly.
"Really, if Conan doesn't go, let's do it 2 versus 2." Mitsuhiko suggested again.
Children are at an active age, so it is definitely impossible for them to stay at the doctor's house in the afternoon and watch the gray screen.
"Conan, this guy is always so unsociable." Genta muttered.
"Hehe, hehe..." Conan continued to giggle.
…
After finishing lunch, considering the few ingredients left in the refrigerator.
Ye Gengyi also drove along and sent the four young detectives to the open space to play football.
There are no three familiar cement pipes here.
Remind them to be aware of the surrounding residents behind glass.
After going around and around, time came to 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
Mihua Station, waiting hall.
It is worth noting that although Hattori Heiji can easily hide his figure in the dark, he is still quite eye-catching in the crowd.
Therefore, Ye Gengyi found this black man without too much effort, as well as his female companions Yuan Shan and Ye.
The two were dressed lightly, carrying no luggage except a plastic bag that seemed to be a gift.
You won’t stay too long, or your destination is very close?
Ye Gengji just made a simple judgment, but didn't think too much about it.
After all, in today's society, as long as your wallet is 'full' and you don't wander around no man's land, you can travel anywhere.
Gu Su
A simple hello.
Just when Ye Gengyi was about to drive the two of them to Dr. A Li's house to watch "The Death Diary of Little Death".
From the passenger seat, Hattori Heiji said: "Brother Saraichi, let's go directly to the Mori Detective Agency."
Is there really a commission?
This was Ye Gengyi's first thought.
He said "Oh" softly and turned towards 5-chome.
Hattori Heiji was obviously a person who couldn't bear loneliness. Within a few seconds, he started chatting endlessly about the follow-up to the Red Castle Hotel.
"So... In the end, Soichiro Miyama put all the blame on the dead Reiko Shimizu." Ye Gengyi summarized the black man's words.
"Yes, I spent a lot of effort to get Uncle Otaki to help find out this information." Hattori Heiji said with a smile.
"Uncle Otaki obviously put in a lot of effort, right?" Toyama and Ye exposed him.
"Oh, it's all the same," Hattori Heiji waved his hand and changed the subject, "Saraichi-san, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Before that, why don't you tell me what you are doing at the Maori Detective Agency this time?" Ye Gengyi asked.
"I really just want to treat you to a meal!"
Hattori Heiji said that he did not forget to look for witnesses and looked sideways at the back seat: "Am I right, Kazuha?"
"Yes!" Toyama and Ye nodded, "Brother Genichi, you helped us dismantle the bomb, and also helped President Tabuse find his daughter. I heard that we were coming to Miwa, and my father and Heiji's father both said I want to treat everyone to a meal on their behalf, so I’ll stop by tomorrow..."
"Cough cough cough!"
Hattori Heiji suddenly coughed violently, "Kazuha, have you packed the gifts separately? Don't give them all to Uncle Mori later."
"Of course I'm separated!"
"I saw you being clumsy, but don't make any mistake."
"Please, the two gifts, liquor and coffee, look different in appearance. How could I make a mistake!"
Ye Gengyi: "..."
Such poor acting, does it really have another purpose?
…
Mori Detective Agency, second floor.
Since he was visiting, Ye Gengyi simply carried the fruits he bought from the shopping street.
It happened to be the weekend, and Maori and his daughter happened to be at home.
After saying a few polite words, he explained that he was going to invite everyone to dinner.
Hattori Heiji began to look for his reasoning partner, "Huh? Conan isn't here?"
"Well...he sent an email over at noon. It seems he was playing video games at the doctor's house, right?" Mao Lilan looked at Ye Gengyi uncertainly.
"Well, he was still there before I went out." Ye Gengyi added.
"What are you doing, that guy..."
Hattori Heiji was shocked. Was Kudo too depraved?
"I remember that among that brat's peers, he was the only one wearing glasses, right?" Mouri Kogoro stabbed him in the back.
…
On the other side, Dr. Ali received a call from Mao Lilan:
"Oh, Conan, he's at my place...what? He didn't answer the phone, uh, maybe he was too absorbed in playing games and didn't hear it, okay, I'll tell him, eh? Go out to eat...no, hehe, my latest There is some fat... I won’t go away, Xiao Ai? Let me ask..."
call ended.
Dr. A Li walked to the sofa and stopped a certain god of death after he died and exited again.
"Xiaolan's phone number?"
Conan took out his cell phone, sweated looking at the dozen missed calls and two emails on it, and asked, "Why do you want to go out to eat all of a sudden?"
Dr. A Li didn't say anything and gave him a 'ask me' look.
"Haha, sorry..."
Conan laughed dryly, knowing that it was indeed inappropriate to ask this inventor who was under diet control this question.
He straightened his thoughts, changed his mind, and decided to go back and take a look first.
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