Conan's Organization Three

Yoneka-cho 2-chome 22nd!

"But having said that, the world has probably forgotten me. There is not a single letter sent to me by a detective fan...."

Conan looked at the letters piled on the table and said with great frustration.

None of them were addressed to him, Kudo Shinichi. Almost all of them were from fans of his father's Kudo Yusaku. In just a few months, Kudo Shinichi seemed to have been forgotten by the world. No wonder Conan So frustrated. but,

"Wouldn't that be great? If Kudo Shinichi is noticed by the public, the organization will most likely send people again to investigate you."

Hui Yuan Ai walked out of the study, put a pot of brewed hot tea on the coffee table in the living room, and said nonchalantly.

Seeing Hai Yuan Ai's figure, Conan shook his head slightly and said helplessly,

"That's right."

"However, you are still just a child, so enjoy the feeling of being noticed in the past."

Hai Yuan Ai poured herself a cup of tea and mocked lightly.

Hearing Hai Yuan Ai's cold voice, Conan couldn't help but defend himself,

"Who is the child? I just feel a little unhappy that I am being forgotten now. After all, no one would hate the feeling of being noticed, right?"

"No," Hui Yuan Ai suddenly turned her head, looked at him with her ice-blue pretty eyes, and said coldly,

"Bai Di is not that kind of person"

"ha?"

Hearing Haiyuan Ai's words, Conan couldn't help but put down the letter in his hand. He turned to look at Haiyuan Ai in surprise, and suddenly a mean smile flashed across his face,

"I said Huiyuan, you guys can’t—"

"snort!"

With an imperceptible hum in the air, Haiyuan Ai ignored Conan and put the earphones on her ears. She lowered her head and looked at the books in her arms, still humming softly in her mouth. familiar tune

""Hey, Haiyuan," seeing Haiyuan 077 Ai ignoring him, even Conan couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and couldn't help complaining angrily in his heart.

He had been listening to Bai Di's songs for the past few days, and he also said that he didn't like Bai Di. , who would believe it?

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Haiyuan Ai, focused his attention on the letters that were almost piled on the table in front of him, and stood up again,

"To Mr. Kudo Yusaku, Mr. Kudo Yusaku..."

Conan casually threw a letter into the box next to him. Conan continued to flip the letter to the front. Just as he was about to throw it into the box,

"Eh? For me?"

Conan looked at the line"Kudo Shinichi" on the letter and felt a little unexpectedly happy. He couldn't help but think happily. Sure enough, there are still people in this world who remember my high school student Detective Kudo Shinichi.

"Moritani Teiji?"

Conan looked at the sender's name on the envelope with confusion, and his face was a little confused. He didn't seem to know this person.

"hiss——！"

Opening the envelope casually, Conan took out the letter paper inside and read it carefully.

"Regards, I am sorry to be disturbed by a sudden letter, Wan Wang Haihan, I have often seen your outstanding performance as a high school detective on TV and newspapers, and I have always wanted to talk to you in person.

We will hold an afternoon tea party at 3:30 pm on Tuesday, April 29th, in the garden of the humble house. We hope you can come and see us. We will be honored."

At the same time, there is an invitation from the envelope.

"What's wrong? Is it an invitation to a party?"

Dr. Ali came over at some point and looked at the letter in Conan's hand.

"Doctor, do you know Moritani Teiji?"

Conan glanced at the invitation in his hand and couldn't help but ask Dr. A Li.

"Of course I know,"

Dr. A Li was about to continue, but was suddenly interrupted by Haihara Ai, who was sitting on the sofa next to (agfg).

"Teiji Moritani is a professor at the Department of Architecture at Toto University and a very famous architect in Japan. Conan was slightly surprised, glanced at Hui Yuan Ai, then looked away and said doubtfully,

"How could such a famous architect do this?"

"Being an architect is also a profession similar to that of an artist. He should accept some new stimulations."

Dr. Ali couldn't help but guess, and then changed his mind and said to Conan and Haibara Ai very excitedly,

"What's more, Professor Moritani is a talented person like me."

Hearing Dr. Ali's narcissistic words, Ke Yixiao couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and then murmured to himself,

"It seems that I can only let Xiaolan and Uncle Maori take me there."

After all, Conan is still very curious about the reason why Moritani Teiji invited him.

On the other side, Haihara Ai, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at the invitation in Conan's hand. He was silent for a while before looking away and continued to look at the invitation. The book on her lap, however, she felt a little complicated at this time. Since Kudo had received the invitation, that person should also have received the invitation, right?...

Bai Di's home

"Xiaobai, I have your letter!"

Masadai walked into the fitness room of the residence, shook the letter in his hand, and shouted to the only person in the room.

In the empty room in front of him, there were various fitness equipment, although the number was not very large. , but it touches almost all aspects, and there is no dust on it. It is obviously used frequently.

"Tread..."

On the horizontal bar in the room, a silver-haired boy wearing a white vest pulled his hands on it and kept doing pull-ups.

"86, 87, 88..."

The smooth white forehead was covered with fine sweat, but the boy's face was very rosy, his arms were slender, and his muscles were strong. The white vest attached to his body could vaguely see his perfect eight-pack abs.

For Bai Di, proper exercise is a must.

After all, for people like him, his own strength is the most reliable at any time. Whether it is to maintain muscle excitement or to avoid a decline in one's own strength,"moderate" exercise is necessary.

Of course, for ordinary people, this amount of exercise is a bit difficult.

Although Bai Di had seen Chang Dai a long time ago and asked her to keep the letter, Chang Dai still did not leave. He stood quietly at the door of the room and looked at Bai Di who was exercising.

"98.99.100."

After Bai Di finished the last pull-up, he immediately let go of his hands, stood on the ground, and then walked towards Changdai.

"Whose letter is it?"

Bai Di casually took the towel handed over by Chang Dai and wiped the fine sweat on his body.

"Moritani Teiji."

Chang Dai took the towel, put the letter into Bai Di's hand, and then helped Bai Di wipe the sweat from his body.

"That famous architect?"

Bai Di opened the letter in his hand, took out the letter paper and invitations, and read them quietly.

"Afternoon tea party?"

Masashi looked at Baidi with great confusion, not understanding what Moritani Teiji meant? Why did he suddenly invite Baidi?

You know, Baidi and Moritani Teiji are in two completely different fields, one is an architect, One was a pop singer, and the two had never been in contact. The other party had no reason to invite Bai Di.

Noticing Changdai's concerned look, Bai Di smiled lightly and explained,

"Don’t worry, the protagonist of this afternoon tea party hosted by Teiji Moritani is someone else. I’m just a spectator invited by Teiji Moritani."

"Watching the crowd?"

"Yes, an audience member who has a close relationship with the protagonist Moritani Teiji. Bai Di said calmly, looking calmly at the clear sky outside the window. Next to him, Changdai nodded in understanding, Bai Di's back reflected in his pretty eyes....

At night, the phone booth on the roadside of the store!

"Eh? Afternoon tea party?"

The girl on the other end of the phone repeated in surprise.

"That's right,"

Conan nodded slightly, put the tie-shaped voice changer to his mouth, and continued to the girl on the other end of the phone,

"Because I happen to have a case to investigate right now, so I can’t attend."

"Do you want me to attend in your place?"

Xiaolan couldn't help asking, her tone was a little low. Fortunately, she was so looking forward to it when she received Xinyi's call just now. In the end, Xinyi just wanted to ask her to do something.

"The invitation letter states that you are welcome to go with your companions. Xiaolan, you can go with your father and Conan who is staying at your house. The three of you can go together."And I have already put the invitation letter into the mailbox you added to Xiaolan."

Conan explained in detail, for fear that Xiaolan might not understand what he said and did not feel anything was wrong with Xiaolan at all.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Maoli Wulang glanced at his daughter with some doubts, and keenly felt that Xiaolan's mood was a little uncomfortable.

Listening to Shinichi's voice on the phone, Xiaolan couldn't help but think of her mother, Concubine Yingli, that day. What she said,

"Xiaolan, you'd better stay away from that detective boy"

"Why? Shinichi is just busy investigating cases recently, so that’s why—"

"Investigate a case? You have to remember, Xiaolan, Kudo Shinichi is just a high school student, and the case is investigated by the police. Why should he, a high school student, investigate the case? Maybe it's because he was investigating the case and offended someone that he has been hiding from people recently."

"Mother!"

"Xiaolan, you have to remember that you are just an ordinary girl, and like other girls, you have your own life. Like that kind of detective kid who doesn't care what you think, you don't care what he does.

For you, Xiaolan, the most important thing is that the other person is a boyfriend who can always be by your side, not a detective boy who abandons you whenever a case comes up.

At this point, Bai Di did much better than that detective boy...."

When she came back to her senses, Xiaolan only heard those words on the phone,

"Hey, Xiaolan, I’m going to ask you this time to help me attend the afternoon tea party...."

"Now, Shinichi, I have something to tell you."

"Eh? What's up? Conan asked doubtfully.

"Come with me to a midnight movie next Saturday."

Xiaolan mustered up the courage to say this, but Mouri Kogoro next to him almost choked his throat with a sip of wine.

Somehow, when he said this, Xiaolan suddenly thought of Bai Di's face..

Forgive me, Bai Di, this is the last time!

Xiaolan's mood sank slightly.

"wait...Wait, it's inconvenient for me next Saturday. I happen to have a case to go to.——"

Hearing these words, Xiaolan felt sour in her heart, but she still pretended to be nothing, and said forcefully to the other end of the phone,

"No, you must agree. This is a condition for my agreeing to attend the afternoon tea party. Remember to meet at the lobby of Mihua City Building at 10pm! That's it, it's settled"

"Hey, wait, Xiaolan——"

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