On when Echizen will reveal his vest

"Brother Ryoma, didn't that sister come with you?" Ryoma, who was talking to Ranpo, heard the green voice beside him, and turned his head to look at Conan who was full of curiosity.

Ranpo heard this, held up the juice, and looked at Conan curiously, the expression of interest on his face was particularly terrifying in Conan's eyes.

But he still mustered up the courage to continue to look at Ryoma persistently.

"elder sister?"

Ryoma was just thinking about when he had an extra sister, but suddenly thought of the identity Belmode pretended to be back then.

Isn't it just pretending to be his sister Echizen Yoshiko?

"She didn't come for something, you still remember her."

Conan's height is just as high as Ryoma's chest, so Ryoma can easily put his hands on his head.

He didn't expect that the first graders could remember him clearly, even when Mao Lilan and Mori Kogoro couldn't recognize him.

Conan nodded heavily, "Because my sister is very beautiful, especially the silver hair, which is so impressive, isn't it?"

After all, he looked cautiously at Ryoma, waiting for his answer.

It's just that the tense moment is interrupted by another person's lazy voice.

"Master Ranpo wants to eat cake."

Ranpo glanced at Conan, ignoring the existence of the other party.

"I'll go get it."

Seeing the cake plate on the table in the distance, Ryoma turned to look at Conan, "Do you want to eat?"

"cut."

Looking at Conan who seemed helpless because of being interrupted, he snorted and looked at him with his arms crossed.

"No, thank you Brother Longma."

Conan scratched his head and smiled.

"Then you wait here for me first."

Ryoma looked at Ranpo helplessly, "Mr. Ranpo?"

"Okay, I'll take care of this kid."

Edogawa pouted Luanbu, seeing that Ryoma was worried, so he had no choice but to promise.

After Ryoma left, Edogawa bent down and looked at Edogawa Conan, staring straight into his eyes, "Didn't Ryoma's sister have silver hair at that time?"

"?"

Guessing what was on his mind, Conan's eyes dodged a little, but he looked at Ranbu again, "Really? Maybe I remembered it wrong."

After all, he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

In fact, Miss Yoshiko, who Belmode pretended to be at that time, was of Asian descent, and her hair was also standard black.

Who is he?Will it hinder this action?Conan thought in a panic.

"is it?"

Ranpo squinted at Conan, then straightened up feeling bored, "The person you want to investigate has nothing to do with Ryoma, so stay away from him, guy."

"The cake you asked for."

Ryoma handed the cake to Ranpo, looked at Conan who was stunned, "What happened to him?"

"I was just frightened by the horror that Master Ranpo just said."

Luanbu took the cake, shrugged his shoulders, and innocently looked at the boy in front of him, "I didn't know he would be so timid."

After that, Luanbu scooped up a spoonful of cake and stretched it out, "Would you like to have a taste, it tastes delicious."

"No." Ryoma quickly shook his head, he doesn't like sweets very much.

"Just take a bite."

Ranpo still stretched out the spoon, and looked at Ryoma firmly, with an innocent look in his eyes, which made Ryoma unable to refuse in the end.

Hearing the complaints and pleas of the man beside him like a child, Conan felt chills all over his body.

He calls himself "guy".

When did he know his identity?

Ryoma, who was abruptly stuffed with a mouthful of cake by Luanbu, looked at Conan who was still standing still, and staggered helplessly, "What kind of story did you just tell to scare him like this?"

"It's just that he is timid."

Ranpo looked at Conan's appearance, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to eat his own cake.

No matter how perfect the disguise is, in the eyes of a famous detective, it is always full of flaws.

"Are you okay?"

Ryoma also knows Ranpo's temperament, so he can only comfort this child who is suspected of having his heart hurt.

However, this person has never comforted others, his voice is extremely stiff, so he can only lower his own voice as much as possible.

"fine."

Conan looked up at Ryoma, opened the corners of his mouth abruptly, and glanced at Luanbu behind him who was eating cake with peace of mind, completely gone from the oppressive feeling just now.

"I'm just intimidated by the horror story Mr. Ranpo just told."

"It's fine."

Seeing that Conan was really fine, Ryoma breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured, "Why didn't I know that Mr. Ranpo can tell horror stories."

"Cough cough." Unexpectedly, there was a random coughing sound.

"Are you okay?"

Ryoma hurriedly handed the juice to Edogawa Ranpo, after thinking for a while, he put his hand on his back, and patted him in a mannered way.

After taking a sip of juice, Luanbu felt a lot smoother, and shouted like a child: "There are still many things that Ryoma doesn't know, I can't always tell you, you should also pay attention to me."

Listening to Daoya's conversation, Conan suddenly lit up when he saw Edogawa's eyes looking at Ryoma in disorder.

He knew this man's secret.

Ranpo finished speaking and glanced at Conan behind Ryoma, the child must have seen it, smiling so maliciously.

You can see it when you see it, anyway, he is already so obvious.

"Brother Longma, then I'll go find sister Xiaolan first."

Conan heard the message from Amuro Toru in the distance, and waved at Ryoma, "I'm leaving first."

Ryoma nodded and watched as Conan jumped into the crowd.

"Mr. Ranpo, don't always tell children scary stories, it will scare them."

Ryoma looked at Edogawa Ranpo helplessly, "Conan is still a primary school student."

Ranpo is hard to say, Conan is still a primary school student?The mental age is at least 18 years old.

He just didn't know why Conan became a primary school student, but it must have something to do with the black organization.

The Black Organization researches drugs, and the Inoue Group family manufactures medical devices.

Conan was given medicine.

So, Conan's physical changes are related to the Black Organization, and the Black Organization is closely cooperating with the Inoue Group. Is it possible that Gin will have this banquet tonight?

Could it be the medicine fed by gin?

The more Edogawa Ranpo thought about it, the more excited he became, and all the clues were connected into a thread.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Ranpo didn't speak, Ryoma thought that Ranpo was angry, "It's not that I won't let you tell stories, it's just."

I really want to share the joy of solving the case with his Watson.

"Dragon Horse!"

Luanbu looked at Watson excitedly at him, and when he saw Ryoma staring at him in a daze, but there was still worry in his eyes, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

He forgot to consider that he was involved in this matter.

Ryoma looked at Ranpo's mood ups and downs, and was a little puzzled, "Mr. Ranpo?"

"I know I was wrong."

Ranpo apologized, but his tone was still as brisk as ever, "Then is Ryoma interested in listening to my horror stories?"

"Anyway, you can't scare me."

The young man glanced at him with arrogance on his face, like a triumphant cat.

"Really."