Ever since, three days later, Jianchuanxie finally received a reply from Mao Lilan.

"Well, Makawa-san, do you have time now? Where should we wait for you? - Maori Ran"

Jian Chuanxie got up from the bed in a daze. He didn't get home until half past five yesterday, and after making a few arrangements with Tita, he lay on the bed and fell asleep. He didn't expect that he would fall asleep at eight in the morning.

Alas, people are getting old.

"Is it okay to stay downstairs at Mouri-san's house? I'll be right over. I just got up late. -Magawa Xie"

He hurriedly replied to Mao Lilan with a message.

If this were in America, he would probably be dragged out of bed for training in the Bronx.

After all, my father's concept of time is extremely important.

"Okay, then Yuanzi and I will wait for you at home. - Mao Lilan"

Ma Chuanxie flew up from the bed and quickly put on his clothes - luckily there were only a few clothes, so he didn't have to put them on and take them off complicatedly.

Thank God - no, before in the United States, he had always lived near San Francisco, where the weather could almost be said to have four distinct seasons.

To put it bluntly, winter is extremely cold and summer is extremely hot.

Picking up the keys and rushing out, Jian Chuanxie did not forget to carry his suitcase and coat.

Finally, of course, lock the door.

"Where are you going?" Dita sat on the second floor and looked outside. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Jian Chuanxie who was just about to rush out the door, and asked.

Jian Chuanxie turned back and raised a smile to Dita, waved and ran out, "There is a small party, I will be asking you for the next few days. By the way, remember to pick up my friend for me!"

Running really fast.

Dita raised her eyebrows. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely exploit the remaining labor force of Jianchuanxie.

Evil capitalist!

He almost didn't hit Jian Chuanxie's face with the cup in his hand - be calm, elegant and reserved.

What was he arguing with a kid about?

…………

"call."

Ma Chuanxie waved to the two people standing downstairs. After training for a long time, running was no pressure for him.

"Makawa-san!"

Suzuki Sonoko also waved towards Ma Chuanxie, picked up her mobile phone and introduced the party to Ma Chuanxie carefully.

To put it bluntly, it's just like a book club or a banquet. It's just a group of like-minded friends chatting and eating together.

Ma Chuanxie nodded and looked upstairs again, "Aren't Conan and Uncle Maori coming with us?"

Mao Lilan shook his head, "Conan has a cold. Let him rest at home. My father..."

She hesitated and sighed.

Her father chased Okino Yoko last night and drank until the early hours of the morning!

Just talking about it makes me angry.

"By the way, classmate Ma Chuan, are you only wearing two pieces of clothing on such a cold day?" Mao Lilan looked surprised at Ma Chuan Xie, who was only wearing a windbreaker and a turtleneck sweater.

Jian Chuanxie shook his head, "It's okay, I'm used to dressing like this."

He also had a gun and a dagger hidden under his windbreaker. How could he hide things in such thick clothes!

"Well, if you don't mind, I still have a warm baby," Suzuki Sonoko took out a warm baby and stuffed it into Makawa Xie's hand, "No need to thank me!"

Jian Chuanxie took it and stuffed it into his pocket helplessly.

"If you don't mind, let's take a taxi there. I took a look and found that this place requires a mountainous walk." Ma Chuanxie said to the two of them with a smile.

On the second floor, Conan pressed against the glass and stared at the three people below, especially at Ma Chuanxie.

Why was his girlfriend kidnapped by this man... Silence.

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