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"Xue Chuan Rin is here."

After that sentence, the tired young man looked at the basketball court briefly and quickly, and soon saw a girl who was as light and agile as the wind on the court. She was wearing a headband and her black hair was a bit scattered. Don't send the card, avoid the obstruction of others with a light posture, turn around and take off beautifully, and the ball has been accurately thrown into the basket.

Everyone on the court raised their arms and shouted. The situation that had been leveled after a few balls made many people excited, but Xue Chuanlin was always indifferent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not reach his eyes.

Maybe it's because she didn't see it very clearly, Kudo Shinichi always felt that her expression was a little too serious, or she was too vigorous in a certain movement, which vaguely seemed to be mixed with the meaning of venting emotions.

However, this thought was soon covered up by him with a self-deprecating smile, and he withdrew his gaze and continued to rub his temples, but he didn't feel that he was secretly exerting force on his fingertips.

I almost forgot that she has nothing to do with him. If you pay too much attention to him, you are crossing the line.

He and her no longer dislike or repel, but have no connection at all, so even if you want to know something, you must absolutely restrain yourself.

Just like these two games, even if they took place in similar places and had similar shouts, they have nothing to do with each other.

As the referee announced the start of the next game, Kudo Shinichi looked calmly, leaving the original trance behind, and greeted the "battle" wholeheartedly.

On the basketball court, a whistle sounded to announce the turnaround of the Didan women's basketball team. In the brief but rapid tacit understanding, the girls all showed excited expressions, but among them, Yukikawa Rin's expression was always serious to indifferent Degree.

"Xiao Lin, come on!!"

Mao Lilan, who ran from a distance from the football field, cheered and cheered, and Xue Chuanlin, who was running back, looked at her. Her serious eyebrows and eyes made Mao Lilan, who was originally excited, stunned for a moment.

Being watched by Xiao Lin at this moment, she unexpectedly felt a little scary for no reason.

Then, Xue Chuanlin nodded and smiled, and smiled at her again, and quickly looked away again, throwing himself into the game.

Mao Lilan laughed, feeling that the scary feeling she had just now was a little too ridiculous.

Xiao Lin is an extremely kind and gentle girl, how could it make people feel scary.

That should be regarded as the most silent and noisy match, of course, for those two people.

The women's basketball team turned the tide in the second half and turned the tables for victory, but the football team lost due to a small gap, which is regrettable.

While preparing to celebrate, Mao Lilan thought of consolation when she needed to. When she walked to the football field, the teenagers on the field were not as distraught as she imagined. They all smiled confidently and relaxedly, and they didn't have too many negative emotions when talking about the incident.

"Xinyi?" Mao Lilan stepped forward, thinking about whether to say something.

"Tsk, you still remember me." Kudo Shinichi raised his eyebrows while drinking water and said.

Mao Lilan knew that he meant that he was going to watch the game on the basketball court halfway, so he argued:

"What, I just went to Xiao Lin's place to have a look."

Kudo Shinichi turned his eyes away, his eyes were a little complicated, but he quickly restrained himself and continued jokingly saying, "Really, I don't know who is your childhood sweetheart."

"Kudou, you won't be jealous of sister Rin because Lan Xuemei went to watch other people's games, right?" A senior from the football team joked.

Mao Lilan, who still thought Xinyi was unreasonable, was stunned for a moment, waved her hands and said with a smile: "How is it possible, Xinyi and Xiaolin have a very good relationship."

Kudo Shinichi's eyes sank, he spread the towel on his face, and said sullenly: "I have nothing to do with Yukikawa Rin, don't talk nonsense."

Mao Lilan looked at Kudo Shinichi who was behaving strangely. She felt something was wrong. She didn't ask any more questions, but lowered her head and took out the cold medicine and hot tea from her satchel and handed them to him, saying, "Since the game is over, Shinichi, take the cold medicine Eat it, don't faint when the time comes."

"Kudou, do you have a cold?"

"You still work so hard when you have a cold, you are worthy of it, amazing!"

"I'm going, it's true, you still have a fever, your forehead is so hot, no wonder you are panting so hard when you rest."

The team members next to him looked surprised. Someone directly touched his forehead. Seeing Kudo Shinichi's steady performance during the game, they really didn't expect him to be sick.

"Just a little cold."

Kudo Shinichi smiled nonchalantly, and took the cold medicine from Mao Lilan's hand. When he was about to open it, he noticed that it was different from the packaging paper of other cold medicines.

It was not the aluminum foil used for ordinary medicines, it was very simple and thin, and he took out the only pill from the tin foil, which was also a type he had never seen before. There was no trace on it, and there was a slight smell of powdered medicine. , and then swallow it with hot tea, you can still taste the sweetness.

"Lan, where did you buy this medicine?" Several suspicious detective boys casually asked their childhood sweetheart.

Mao Lilan also said with a puzzled face: "Didn't you buy the medicine yourself, Xinyi? I saw it next to your backpack, and there was a small note for cold medicine at that time. I thought it might be Xinyi, you entrusted someone else." I bought it and brought it here."

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Kudo Shinichi was stunned for a moment, he found it next to his backpack, then someone saw that he had a cold and put the cold medicine on purpose.

"Lan, is that note still there?"

The detective instinctively searched for clues, Mao Lilan nodded, found it in the bag and handed it to him: "This one is under the cold medicine."

Kudo Shinichi took the paper and began to explore from the handwriting, paper quality, traces and other possible places.

"Which fan, you are really sharp-eyed, and you can actually find out that you have a cold."

"Yeah, don't think so much, anyway, the game is over, let's go too."

"Kudou, don't think too much about this trivial matter. Think about the love letters you used to have in your shoe cabinet, and I don't see you trying to deduce who the object is."

The football players who had already packed their things looked at the young man's concentration, and crossed their shoulders to express that the detective really liked to think too much. He took Kudo Shinichi, who was thinking about it, away from the football field, and pushed and shoved each other. , the note fell down.

Of course, the teenager who had been pushed away by the team members hadn't noticed yet, so he left along with him helplessly.

At this time, the sky is still bright, the sun has not set yet, the bright light shines on the small note, and the back side is full of delicate handwriting, which is written stroke by stroke——

Cold medicine

Kudo Shinichi

Other than that, nothing else is clean.