CONAN: I have a compositing station

At noon, Natsuki took Xiao Mourning out the door.

Haihara had quickly accepted the fact that he would be staying in Natsuki's house for a long time to come.

But for the bedroom that Natsuki helped her decorate, she showed strong dissatisfaction, saying that she would go to the mall and change a batch of decorations.

For furniture and decoration, Xiao Moi prefers a simple style, and the princess room arranged by Xia Mu is too pompous for her.

Including daily clothes, etc., she is also ready to buy again.

The princess dress or something, Xiao Wei said, is not the style she likes.

After a day of shopping in the mall, Xiao Wei was not satisfied, and went straight to the mall the next day.

From furniture to clothes and gloves, I bought a lot.

After knowing from his sister's mouth that Natsuki cut off the money that his sister had carefully planned for the robbery, it was natural for Haihara to spend his sister's money.

Haibara mourned Akimi Miyano, and the two sisters were in high spirits.

As a free laborer, Natsuki followed behind like a walking corpse.

Little Red Riding Hood's sharing has a distance limit, and he must follow Xiao Wei.

He felt like he was about to be in the west, and his body had been hollowed out.

Shopping with a woman is terrifying!

Even with little girls.

He couldn't understand why Haibara was still so energetic after shopping for two days, and he didn't feel tired at all.

Even if I have a treasure bag, I don't have to carry things, and I can't help but feel exhausted and soft.

The treasure bag was filled with all kinds of clothes and furniture, most of them were simple things, and some of them were not much different from what Natsuki had prepared before.

Natsuki said he didn't understand.

In this regard, Miyano Akimi, who woke up halfway, snickered softly and did not tell Natsuki.

A girl's heart is not allowed to be guessed.

Even if Shiho has had a dream of being a princess since he was a child, how could Shiho let Natsuki know.

"It's nice to be young."

Miyano Akimi, who thought that the two liked each other, sighed with emotion.

Forgetting that he was not a few years older than Natsuki.

After some shopping, the unfinished gray plain mourning finally proposed to go home.

Natsuki on the side had already turned gray and white.

After hearing these words, Natsuki felt that he had seen the light of day that had been lost for a long time.

"Go home!"

Xia Mu waved his big hand, and the whole person regained vitality.

Xia Mu, who finally didn't have to go shopping anymore, quickly checked out the bill and walked out of the mall with Xiao Moi.

The air outside is so fresh, the sun is so nice, the breeze is not dry....

Even the twin welcome at the door was so pleasant.

Gray Yuan, who was pulling the corner of Xia Mu's clothes, looked up and saw Xia Mu spreading his arms in the sunset, with a look of the rest of his life on his face, and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

Just as Natsuki couldn't wait to drive home and run to his soft big bed.

A phone call shattered Natsuki's illusions.

Natsuki picked up the phone and saw that it was Conan.

"Washing machine classmate, you better be fine."

Conan on the other end of the phone listened to Natsuki's tone, a little puzzled.

Natsuki came to the great uncle?

"There's nothing else, it's just that there are cases, if you're busy, forget it."

Conan explained, and was about to hang up the phone when he heard Natsuki's voice again.

"Address, person, history, known clues."

What, as soon as I heard the case, I came to the spirit.

Conan muttered, and then said what happened.

Today, Conan and several members of the juvenile detective team went to the small river to catch fish.

As a result, Genta noticed a remote-controlled boat with red balloons tied to the river.

Then Conan discovered that someone was shooting balloons with rifles in the distance and practicing sniping.

The man with the rifle was held hostage by two other men with the pistol, and it was clear that there were some problems in the middle.

The shooter reflected through Conan's telescope and also discovered Conan's existence, so he used the computer to leave a number.

Conan speculated that the other party was forced to practice sniping, possibly in order to commit a crime, to snipe someone.

"Got it, come to my house later, since the other party is still practicing today, it means that the crime will not be committed until tomorrow at the earliest."

Natsuki probably knew which case it was, and the spirit that had just been fought was extinguished again.

Today is another day when no negative items are credited.

Disappointment (っ ̩̆╭╮ ̩̆)っ....

......

In the evening, Conan came to Natsuki's house.

"Aaaaah! I don't know what the other party means when I think about this number, hey, it's so annoying! Sitting

in the living room of Natsuki's house, Conan held his head and shouted.

In front of him lay pen and paper with a string of numbers written on it, which was left by the man with the rifle.

[3135134162]

This is the information left by the other party using the computer.

On the scratch paper, it was written densely packed.

Conan envisioned homophony, or splitting numbers, looking for things that numbers correspond to.

However, he found no clues.

At present, it is only speculation that 162 corresponds to national highway 162, but in this way, there is no way to explain 3135134.

"Mourning-chan! Time to eat!

Natsuki, who was busy in the restaurant, stretched his head and shouted upstairs.

"What to eat today?"

A girl's voice appeared in the stairwell.

Conan, who was distressed, looked back and saw a little girl with brown hair.

The girl was born with a pink carving jade, very cute, and held a doll as big as her own height in her hand.

Obviously she is a very cute little girl, but the look on her face is very cold.

When did Natsuki's family have an extra girl? Conan was a little puzzled.

"Eat cola chicken wings today, steamed fish..."

"Go wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

Natsuki brought the food to the table, and then placed two sets of chopsticks.

"I can't reason out this clue, I can't eat it, brother Xiamu."

Now Conan, when there are outsiders present, plays a child, and he is more and more handy.

Natsuki at the dining table looked up and glanced at the gray plain mourning who had changed into a simple denim suspenders and held the bear in his hand.

In these respects, Conan is obviously not as delicate and receptive as a girl.

"I didn't prepare your bowls and chopsticks, what do you eat, you can't reason with a little clue, eat fart."

"Damn, why are you like this?"

Conan wailed like a child.

"What a clue."

Haibara, who had returned from washing his hands, asked poignantly.

Compared to Conan who didn't know her identity, she knew Conan relatively better, and she was a little curious about the difficult problems that Conan had never come up with.

"Anyway, who is this girl?"

Conan suddenly asked about Haihara's identity.

Before Natsuki could speak, Haibara spoke first.

"I was lost and trafficked to him."

Haibara said in a flat tone, with a serious look on his face.

Conan's eyes widened immediately.

Women are really born acting.

Looking at Haibara's sad expression, and Conan looked at him with an obviously somewhat dangerous look, Natsuki on the side muttered in his heart.

Sure enough, the more beautiful the girl, the more she will lie.