Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Conan still failed to grab the camera in the end. He was a weak detective who turned into a child again. He could not fight against Yuya and Mao Lilan.

Not to mention now, even if he turned back to his original appearance, the result would be the same.

Mao Lilan watched the video and laughed from time to time, and Conan's forehead was black with laughter.

"Is that enough?" Conan muttered. If he continued to watch, his underwear would be exposed!

Mao Lilan turned off the camera with a satisfied look and returned the machine to Yuya.

Yuya put the machine away and said, "Listen, I have one more collection."

Conan was speechless. What kind of hobby is it to collect my black history!

Seeing Conan gritting his teeth, Youya smiled slightly, bent down and whispered in his ear: "I still have a lot, do you want to show it to Xiaolan?"

Conan immediately became timid and drooped his shoulders weakly: "Please don't!"

Youya patted Conan's head with satisfaction, with a teachable expression.

"Let's go," Youya looked at the time, "I'm so happy today, as a celebration, I'll treat you to dinner."

"No!" Conan glanced to the side, with a very disgusted look on his face, you are so happy!

He muttered to himself: You just cheated me hard, and now you want to buy me off with a meal? This is too much of an underestimation of me!

At least two meals are enough!

Mao Lilan thought for a while and said: "Then if you don't go, Conan, you have to make dinner yourself!"

"Ah?" Conan was stunned and looked at Mao Lilan in surprise.

Mao Lilan spread her hands: "Dad is going to participate in Miss Yoko's program and won't be home for dinner tonight, so you can only solve it yourself."

Conan's mouth twitched slightly. He actually forgot about this matter. It seems that Xiaolan is going to eat. If she hadn't reminded him, when he returned to the empty office...

"Then let's go," Youye said deliberately, "Conan is so old, he won't starve to death."

He pulled Miyano Shiho and called Mao Lilan to walk towards the rice flower street.

Conan hesitated for a while, and finally chased after her: "Wait for me!"

Damn it, it's a waste if you don't eat! Today I'm going to eat you out of money!

However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is skinny.

Even if Conan eats harder, how much can he eat as a child? Not only did he not eat Youye out of money, but he ate himself up.

In the end, Conan went back with a bitter face, lying on Mao Lilan's back.

Yuya and Miyano Shiho were talking and laughing in the back, while Conan was lying on Ran Mouri's back with a depressed look on his face.

Yuya turned his head slightly, and after his eyes quickly swept over Conan, he put his hands behind his head comfortably, and showed a mocking smile on his face, saying: "I say Conan, you really deserve it. Do you have to be so hard on yourself?"

Conan turned back and glared at him. Just as he was about to say something, he felt a sudden pain in his stomach and felt a little nauseous. He couldn't help but retching.

"Conan! Don't vomit!" Ran Mouri was startled, and her hands trembled as she was about to throw him out.

"No, it's okay, I held it in." Conan replied weakly, and then leaned on Ran Mouri's back and fell into deep thought.

Was this a revenge on Yuya or on himself?

Seeing that Conan didn't really vomit, Ran Mouri breathed a sigh of relief. She almost threw him out just now.

Although she often takes care of her drunken father and handles what he vomits, it doesn't mean she can tolerate someone vomiting on her back.

Suddenly, Mao Lilan stopped and looked across the road with a puzzled look on her face.

"Is that, Morita-san?"

Yuya and Miyano Shiho turned their heads and found that there was a girl across the road, who was their classmate, Morita Nami.

"Yes." Yuya nodded.

Morita Nami, who was across the road, was hiding outside the window of a restaurant, looking at something furtively.

"What is she looking at?" Mao Lilan was a little curious.

Conan immediately raised his hand and said, "Go and have a look?" This person was acting sneaky, and even if he was a classmate, Conan felt that he should step forward to stop him.

Several people looked at each other, nodded, and then came to the intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green.

"Beep!" A van honked its horn and roared over.

Yuya subconsciously took a look. Is this person driving so fast in the city? He couldn't help but think of the time seventeen years ago when he traveled to this world because of a truck speeding in the city.

Is there another person who wants to travel through time this time? Which world will he go to? You couldn't help but have such a thought, and immediatelyHe smiled self-deprecatingly.

Of course, this was just Yuya's fantasy, and there was no time travel at all.

However, the speed of the van was obviously unreasonable, and it was soon stopped at the next intersection. Yuya looked from a distance and vaguely saw that the person who stopped the car was an acquaintance, Yumi Miyamoto.

The traffic light turned green, and several people crossed the road to the opposite side and found Nami Morita.

"Morita classmate~" Mao Lilan greeted.

Hearing someone calling her name, Nami Morita was startled, turned around and showed an awkward smile: "Mauri classmate, Kamiya classmate, and Tiancang classmate, what a coincidence..."

He looked down at Conan beside Mao Lilan's legs: "This little boy looks so good, is he Mao Li classmate's younger brother? Or, a child foster husband?"

Conan's mouth twitched slightly. This person looked serious, how could he say the word "child foster husband"?

No, this person is trying to change the subject, right?

"No..." Ran Mao Li was a little embarrassed, her face slightly red as she looked away.

Conan raised his hand to change the subject and asked loudly: "Big sister, what are you looking at?"

Nami Morita quickly made a silent gesture, looked back, then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Conan with her hands on her hips: "I take back what I just said, you are not a good kid at all!"

Conan's mouth twitched slightly, thank you, I don't need you to think I am good...

Nami Morita looked around and said mysteriously: "When I passed by this restaurant these days, I found that there was a waiter inside who was very handsome, especially the blonde hair, eh~ It really pokes me!"

Blonde hair? Waiter? Yuya's face flashed with a strange look, why does this description feel so much like someone...

Out of curiosity, Yuya also poked his head into the restaurant and showed an expression of "as expected". He guessed correctly, it was Amuro Toru who was crowned as the little prince of part-time work by him.

Yuya turned around and gave Nami Morita a thumbs up: "Morita-san, I have to say, you have a pretty good eye."

Nami Morita touched her head and laughed embarrassedly.

At this moment, Toru Amuro came to a table of guests with a dish in his hand, and his eyes happened to sweep through the window and saw a familiar face.

He was a little stunned, put down the dish and walked out, raised his hand and greeted: "Yuya-kun, why are you here?"

Yuya's eyebrows jumped, oh no, he was caught peeking.