Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Five days later, at dusk.

Inside the Mori Detective Agency.

Xiaolan looked at the photo on her phone and exclaimed, "Wow! So beautiful!"

Kazuha's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Really? I think so too. Let's go see this night view together!"

"Huh?!" Xiaolan came to her senses and said, "You mean you want to go now?"

"I remember this is the light scene in Tokyo 4-chome, right?"

"Yes! That's why I said I would invite you guys, Xiaolan, to go with us!" As soon as she finished speaking, the door behind her was pushed open.

He Ye looked at her with a smile: "Just come running!"

Hattori at the back looked reluctant and couldn't be happy at all.

He seemed to still be upset because his confession was interrupted by the Self-Defense Forces a few days ago.

He Ye said lively: "Because the schedule at the end of the year is quite full, I only have time to come today."

"Besides, you didn't go to Shizuoka with us a few days ago. You don't know how scared I was to be alone!"

The image of Nue involuntarily appeared in He Ye's mind.

Xiaolan smiled bitterly: "Well... although it's really nothing." She picked up the bag full of vegetables: "But I just came back from buying vegetables."

"I'm not ready for dinner yet." She opened her phone and checked the time: "Dad said he would be home around seven."

"So I'm almost ready for dinner now."

"If that's the case! Then I'll come and help!" He Ye came over enthusiastically: "It will be faster if two people work together."

"Let's go out together to see the lights and enjoy dinner!"

Xiaolan noticed that Heiji was looking depressed and was hesitant, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Seeing that Xiaolan was still silent, He Ye said: "Okay, let's do it!"

He Ye gently pushed Xiaolan towards the kitchen: "You don't have to worry about the dinner money."

"We have a meal ticket for the cafe over there, Heiji! You two can go to Shiro's downstairs to kill time.

"stare!!"

The door closed and Heiji waited for a while.

"Kudo." Heiji blushed and leaned over to warn, "Don't ask me anything. What are you doing here?"

“This is a problem that everyone knows.”

Conan said leisurely: "I won't ask~~"

"You don't need to ask me to know that."

"Really?" Heiji turned his head: "I'm glad to know..."

In the kitchen, He Ye and Xiao Lan were chatting leisurely.

Xiaolan cut the cucumber skillfully: "But I didn't expect Hattori to agree to go with you to a tourist attraction that is a holy place for couples."

He Ye stirred the hot soup in the pot: "Yeah! I was shocked too!"

He Ye’s thoughts went back to four days ago.

The two of them were walking on the path home from school.

She stared at the phone screen and said excitedly, "It's so beautiful! I heard it's the light show of Tokyo 4-chome."

“It would be great if I could see it with my own eyes.”

Heiji came over and asked gently, "Do you want to go?" He pretended not to care: "My mom just won a meal ticket for the cafe over there in the lottery."

"I'm worried that I don't have time to go. What should I do?"

Kazuha secretly glanced at Heiji and couldn't help but smile.

"Sure enough, this is the premonition of love, right?" Xiaolan covered her mouth and laughed secretly: "You are going to fall in love! He Ye."

He Ye blushed and smiled awkwardly: "It appears again, Xiaolan's premonition of love."

She put the soup in the pot into a small bowl and tasted it carefully: "Strange? Why is this potato stew tasteless?"

“Oh no!!” He Ye hugged his head and yelled, “I forgot to add soy sauce!”

"What should I do..." He Ye looked worried: "It has been cooked for a while, even if I add soy sauce now."

"The ingredients will be cooked before they can absorb the flavor." He Ye narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Why not just make it into curry rice."

Inside the Polo Cafe.

"That's too much." Conan complained: "Do you normally go all the way to Tokyo?"

Heiji stood up from the table: "You're annoying, idiot!"

His face turned red like a monkey's butt: "I don't want to be told that by a guy who went all the way to London to confess his love!"

Conan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "I, I at that time..."

Conan's thoughts returned to that night in London.

Tears flowed down Xiaolan's eyes, and she choked up and said, "I really look like a fool..."

Her tears fell like rain, venting the grievances in her heart: "Don't you understand? You are a detective, right?"

Xiaolan raised her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes: "If you are a detective, then try to deduce my psychology!"

"Idiot!" Xiaolan pushed Kudo away and ran forward without looking back: "What a big idiot!"

"Hey! Xiaolan." Kudo held his head helplessly: "Oh! Girls are so troublesome..."

"Xiaolan! Wait a minute!" Kudo chased forward.

Kudo strode up to Xiaolan and grabbed her slender arm. Xiaolan struggled hard: "No! Let go!"

"Quiet!!!" Kudo said seriously, "You are very difficult for me!!"

"Ah?" Xiaolan sobbed.

"I say, you are a very difficult unsolved case for me!" Kudo and Xiaolan looked at each other and said, "I will mix too many unnecessary emotions!"

"Even if I were Sherlock Holmes, I couldn't do that!"

"It's impossible to deduce it correctly." Kudo said it without hesitation or hesitation.

"The feeling of a woman whom I deeply love."

Conan's thoughts gradually returned to reality.

"I just happened to be in London at the time."

"Oh?" Heiji smiled mischievously, "I really want to say some cool lines like this too."

"Compared to this." Conan opened his phone: "Are you sure you want to pick today? Today's date."

"Yeah..." Heiji had cold sweat on his face: "Why did it have to be today——"

"It's Friday the 13th." Bourbon and Liquor said in unison.

"You think it's inappropriate?" Baijiu looked at Heiji meaningfully: "Speaking of which, there is a reason why people think this day is unlucky."

“There are many ways.”

Bourbon put two cups of coffee on their table: "The most common explanation is that it's because of Jesus Christ's Last Supper."

“There were 13 people participating at the time.”

At the same time, Baijiu also made two sandwiches.

Put it in front of them and add: "Also, thirteen does not conform to the twelve-digit system."

"It feels like an incomplete number, plus the fact that Christ was executed on a Friday."

"Oh right! Mr. Amuro Toru, the day President Kennedy was assassinated."

"Is it Friday too?"

"Yeah! He had a burst of imagination that day." Bourbon smiled happily.

When Heiji heard this, he became more worried and clenched his fists.