The unscientific detective in Conan

The next morning, Snow King Ice City.

"Wow--!"

"so cute!"

"Like everyone else!"

"Are these all for us?"

Several little ones gathered around the dining table, looking at the Q-shaped chocolate on the plate, and asked Xiaolan who was sitting next to him.

"That's right."

Xiaolan nodded slightly, looked at the couple and smiled heartily: "I went to the villa a few days ago, and by the way, I made a portion for everyone."

"Did Xiaolan do all this?"

At this time, Miyano Akemi came over with a dinner plate with several drinks in it, and was surprised: "You can even make chocolate so cute, as expected of you Xiaolan."

"Where……"

Xiaolan shyly stood up and took the drink.

"And me, Fujino and Minaho."

Miyano Akemi took a look at some chocolates and suddenly discovered a business opportunity: "Such a style can be sold on the counter. Can you teach me how to make it?"

"If sister Mingmei wants to learn, I can teach you someday."

"Well……"

Miyano Akemi was silent for a moment after hearing this, recalling the kitchen she burned down: "Let Minaho and Honami learn from it."

"But when was this done?"

Conan looked at Xiaolan with some confusion: "I didn't even see these on the kitchen table."

“That’s what I tried to do in the beginning.”

Xiaolan put the drink on the table and replied: "After it's done, put it directly in the refrigerator."

"Look at her like this..."

Haibara Ai picked up the chocolate that looked like hers and looked at Conan who was standing aside: "You should have obtained the chocolate in some way from your girlfriend who looks a little sad, right?"

"What are you talking about, and what does sadness mean?"

“A creator’s objects often reflect the author’s state of mind.”

Haiyuan Ai picked up the chocolates, took a look at them, and said calmly: "Look, although these chocolates have smiling faces on their faces, don't you think the smiling expressions look very sad and inconsistent... Compared to smiling, More like a wry smile.”

"Listen to what you said..."

Conan picked up his chocolate and took a look: "It does seem a bit inconsistent."

"Did you just find out?"

Hui Yuan Ai looked at the chocolate in her hand: "That's right, of course someone with no emotional intelligence like you can't see it."

"What does it mean to have no emotional intelligence?"

Conan was speechless for a while after hearing this.

"Dr. Agasa, you want the oolong tea and Fujino's green tea."

Miyano Akemi put the two cups on the plate on the dining table, and handed a piece of chocolate to Fujino: "This is made by Xiaolan. How do you like it? It's cute, isn't it?"

"Um……"

Fujino took the chocolate and looked at it: "It's indeed quite cute."

"That kid Xiaolan has been good at crafts since she was a child."

Dr. A Li picked up the oolong tea and took a sip: "Speaking of Fujino-kun, I really trouble you to take care of these children these days."

"It's nothing. After all, it's something Dr. Ali asked me to do."

Fujino chuckled, "Besides, these kids normally come to my place to play, so it's just convenient."

As he said that, he looked at Dr. A Li and asked, "But, doctor, how is the progress of the Cocoon game you participated in developing?"

"The game is already ready, and the press conference will be held in a few days."

Dr. A Li responded, suddenly remembered something, and took out an invitation letter from his pocket: "I have a few more invitation letters from the organizer, just think that you can help me take care of this in the past few days. Just pay the kids."

"Invitation card?"

Fujino was stunned after receiving the invitation: "Do I need an invitation for this press conference?"

"Yes, I don't know much about the press conference, but it seems that someone has been trying to steal secrets recently."

Dr. A Li explained: "That's why the organizer is extremely strict. I was involved in game development, so I was able to get the invitation letter."

Fujino was silent for a moment after hearing this, opened the invitation and looked at it, and then he looked through his personal space.

My sister has it!

The invitation letter Noah's Ark sent to him before contained only a disk, a few medals, and millions in cash.

And there seems to be no invitation letter?

If it weren't for Dr. Ali, he would have almost forgotten this!

"So what does Noah's Ark mean? Send invitations but don't give them..."

Suddenly, Fujino seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the invitation letter in his hand, frowned, and secretly guessed in his heart: "Could it be that Noah's Ark has calculated that Dr. Ali will send me an invitation letter?"

Artificial intelligence is so cunning!

"Huh..."

Ooka Momiji walked downstairs and yawned.

She took a look and noticed the few little ones she met when she went to Okinawa last time, and said hello: "Are you guys here too?"

"Sister Ooka, have you come to Tokyo?"

"Well, I came here yesterday and happened to stay here for one night. I planned to visit Tokyo with Fujino before going back today."

"I bothered you when I was in Okinawa last time. How about we take you to visit Tokyo this time?"

A few little ones came up and greeted them warmly.

"These kids..."

Looking at the little ones cuddling with the rich woman, Dr. Ali couldn't help but sigh.

It has only been a few days, but I feel like a lonely old man who is tired of the old...

"Jingle Bell!"

At this time, the store door was pushed open, and a square-faced man with a middle-parted comb and a suit walked into the store. Minaho Shimakasa greeted warmly: "Welcome, what would you like to order?"

"I don't have anything to order..."

The square-faced man said coquettishly: "I just want to find the detective upstairs here."

"I am."

Fujino glanced at the little ones and Ooka Momiji, then looked away, walked up to the man and asked: "Excuse me, why are you looking for me?"

"That's right, I want to trouble you with a commission."

Seeing that he was the client, Fujino took the square-faced man aside and sat down, asking about the details of the commission.

The man's name is Goda Hideo, and the commission this time is a found object commission.

Fujino picked up the green tea and confirmed the contents of his commission this time: "So, you want to entrust me to find the late wife's watch?"

"Yes, that's an old clockwork watch. It was a gift I gave to my wife before."

Gouda lowered his head: "Actually, the watch I'm looking for seems to have been lost at my home, but I'm a little confused and have forgotten where I put it. I just went to the Maori Detective Agency opposite... I hope you won’t refuse just because it’s just a small commission.”

"Of course not. Since it is a client's request, even if it is small, it must be considered."

Fujino smiled politely, but felt a little speechless in his heart.

Rejecting the request just because the content of the request was too simple was indeed a bit too much for Uncle Mori.

But then, Fujino felt something strange again.

Are there really customers who can’t find something at home and then call a detective?