The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"If you call a girl like that, you will be hated, this little classmate." Ayashiro Noriko let out a string of giggles and joked heartily, "Oh, Yumi, we are also called by children here. How old is Auntie..."

Horikoshi Yumi raised her hand reflexively and touched her delicate and soft skin. The anger that had surged up just now slowly calmed down.

She glanced at Ayashiro Noriko's smiling face, inhaled and exhaled, and smiled naturally: "Really, I'm not married yet... It's all your fault, Maori. Why did you get married and have children so early? It's all for nothing. It makes us all look a lot older."

"You are already thirty-seven or eighty-years-old, Yumi, please recognize the reality as soon as possible!" Nakamichi Kazushi, who had shaved his head, patted Horikoshi Yumi's slender shoulders, "There are very few people who are still single at this age. Come on!"

Horikoshi Yumi snorted, flicked her five fingers, looked at the light crossing her carefully maintained nails, and smiled: "What you said is true, I am indeed old and yellow... I was also a member of the judo club back then. Hua Twei, didn’t you guys all chase me?”

"Yes, in the end you actually chose Kazushi. When Omura and I learned about this, we were crying over it..." Yukio Ayashiro said with emotion.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Ayashiro Noriko's back suddenly tensed up, her fingers pinched her husband's ears, and with a bit of joking, but also a bit of serious embarrassment, she warned, "You are my husband now. Oh, be careful what you say!"

Yumi Horikoshi, who consciously made a comeback, smiled at first, but soon her smile became slightly stiff because of Jun Omura's problem.

"Yes, you and Hezhi, weren't you two dating at the time, and your relationship was very good until graduation... I thought you two would get married earlier than Ayashiro and the others." He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Omura smiled honestly.

Nakamichi Kazushi's face twitched briefly for half a second. Before he could react, Yumi Horikoshi waved his hand and hit him on the head with a punch.

"What an annoying question, it's been more than ten years!" Yumi Horikoshi said with an exaggerated smile and a deliberately cheerful tone, "This bastard and I broke up a long time ago. It's too hard to fall in love with a detective! "

Mouri Kogoro twitched his brows and protested the map cannon: "Don't talk nonsense, Yumi, I've also been a criminal police officer, okay..."

"Yes, so you and your wife separated." Yumi Horikoshi replied easily.

"Yumi..." Jun Omura, who found that the topic developed unexpectedly, held his glasses in a panic, thinking about how to lighten the atmosphere.

"But it doesn't matter, there are always stupid girls who can't think about it." Yumi Horikoshi bumped the blank-faced Nakamichi Kazushi with her shoulder, "Good things for Kazushi are not far away, right?"

Nakamichi Kazushi instinctively became nervous, glanced at her expression, and turned back without daring to look further: "Ah, well, that's it."

"Oh? Nakamichi, you are getting married!"

"Really?"

"Probably, maybe there will be news within this year..."

"When did you fall in love? You kept it secret, kid." Mouri Kogoro also came to him and patted his shoulder jokingly, "Why, are you afraid that someone will rob you?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from everyone, the main reason is that it hasn't been completely decided yet." Kazushi Nakamichi touched his smooth head in embarrassment.

"According to your eyes, she must be a beautiful girl, right?" Ayashiro Noriko glanced at Horikoshi Yumi pointedly, and her words contained a hint of compliment or sarcasm.

"She is my boss's daughter. I will inform everyone when there is confirmed news..."

"It's great. Hezhi is about to enter the stage of marriage. Hey, unlike me, at this age, I am frustrated in love and unhappy at work. If the economy continues to be sluggish, I'm afraid I will have to face layoffs." Again. Once she lowered her head and considered her fingertips carefully, she lowered her voice and said, "When I think of this, I feel like I might as well just die..."

"what?!"

Several voices of surprise and suspicion were heard, and everyone present widened their eyes.

"It's just a joke! Speaking of which, Omura, we are the only two single people left. How about we make do with it, just the two of us get married and go together..."

"what?"

"Are you serious? You are too beautiful to die for, you idiot!"

The atmosphere that had been stagnant for a moment returned to the relaxed and happy atmosphere. Karasawa, who had never participated in it, turned his eyes playfully on Nakamichi Kazushi and Horikoshi Yumi twice.

This look seemed to be quenched with poison, and that look seemed to be frozen.

There is always a feeling that it is no surprise which of these two people strikes first.

There is a saying that Mouri Kogoro's social circle is also strange.

Such two characters, who knew each other and came together during college, should belong to a kind of garbage classification of fate.

With Karasawa thinking like this, he didn't interrupt the banter. The group of people who were having a lively conversation quietly got up and walked towards the door of the Japanese room.

"Hey, where are you going?" Conan, who was also not fully involved in their social circle, suddenly caught Tang Ze's movements and turned around.

While driving all the way from near home, Conan would feel an indescribable strange mood every time he saw Tang Ze sitting in the passenger seat.

Although after careful calculation, this was not the first time they traveled together, but it seemed like it was the first time they really took the same means of transportation.

There was always a feeling that Tang Ze, although he was sitting in their car and chatting with them in a decent manner, was actually quite absent-minded.

"I'm going to take a bath in the hot spring." Karasawa straightened his back and replied lazily.

"No, you just took a bath in the hot spring..."

"Who told me that I was ordered to take care of the children?" Tangze dismissed the question easily. He glanced at Conan and said, "I haven't been able to enjoy the hot spring for long. Who did I owe it to?"

"Uh..." Conan was speechless.

It made sense, and he couldn't refute it, but he clearly remembered that Tang Ze, who had just carried him and scrubbed him evenly like a chicken about to be drained, was so relaxed and effortless. On the contrary, he felt like he was being thrown away by his skin. The feeling of too much light...

"Okay, I guess Uncle Maori will feel uncomfortable if I stay here." After saying such a strange statement that completely contradicted his generation, Karasawa waved his hand, "I'll go to the open-air bath for a while and come back during lunch time. .If anything happens, call me and I will hear you."

"Oh..." Conan stared blankly at Tang Ze's leaving figure, still feeling a little weird, and touched his chin.

What does it mean, what happens? It’s just a chat, what can happen?

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"Wow--" The sound of the sliding door opening and closing.

Taking off his clogs, Tang Ze stepped on the warm pebbles and walked into the largest hot spring in the mist.

"...I feel like I'm about to be steamed." As soon as Tangsawa got out of the water, he heard Hoshikawa Teru's feeble voice coming from the other side, "Do I have to soak in the hot springs?"