Conan’s Sin Value System

The car stopped in front of Suzuki’s house.

“Heiji, Kazuha, let’s go.”

Sonoko took Kazuha’s hand and walked into this luxurious villa with Heiji.

The outside looks exquisite and atmospheric, but the inside of the villa is simple and elegant, without the brilliant decoration, but it is more noble.

Looking at those furniture, those lamps, Heiji can only sigh: this is low-key luxury, this set of furniture is on top of an ordinary house.

“Brother Heiji, you’re finally here.”

As soon as Heiji stepped into the living room, Jiroki Suzuki hurried to greet him, grabbed his hand, and was very enthusiastic.

“Uncle, Heiji is not comfortable, don’t shake his hand so hard.”

Sonoko glared at Jirokichi Suzuki.

“Uncomfortable?”

Jiroyoshi Suzuki looked at Heiji.

Heiji smiled politely: “Counselor Suzuki, it’s nice to meet you.” Just a small cold and not in the way. ”

Jiroyoshi Suzuki frowned and looked at Heiji: “You are sweating slightly on your forehead, but it’s not a small cold, hurry up and rest.” ”

“Uncle, why are you so enthusiastic?” Yuanzi’s beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.

“Whatever, don’t I care about Brother Heiji.” Jirokichi Suzuki said with a disguised smile.

Heiji smiled lightly: This guy is afraid that I can’t help him.

“Hmph, uncle, I’ll tell you, Heiji is just helping you watch over the sunflowers this time, he won’t go with you.” Sonoko habitually put his arm around Heiji and said.

Then, in an instant, he let go again, blushing.

“What won’t run around?”

At this time, Tomoko Suzuki came over.

“Madame is still so noble and moving.”

Heiji praised with a smile.

“Mrs. Suzuki~~”

Kazu Ye quickly bowed politely.

“Mom, Heiji is sick, so I don’t want him to run around with his uncle.” Sonoko quickly hugged Suzuki Tomoko’s arm and coquettishly said.

“Hmph, young man, naturally I have to walk more, see that I have been running around for decades, and my body and bones are not very tough.” Jirokichi Suzuki retorted.

“Brother Jiroji, anyway, the sunflowers in the Medieval Art Museum are fake, it would be nice to let Heiji be in charge of the real thing in the Tokyo Museum, besides, the monster thief Kidd and the Night Baron may not necessarily come.” Tomoko Suzuki helped persuade.

“Ahem~~~!!!”

Heiji suddenly had a violent cough.

“Heiji~~”

He Ye quickly ran over to help him pat his back.

Yuanzi’s raised hand was lowered again, and her beautiful eyes were full of concern.

Jiroyoshi Suzuki glanced at Heiji, and then nodded: “Okay, brother Heiji is responsible for guarding the sunflowers in the Tokyo Museum.” ”

After that, the old man turned and left.

“Heiji, don’t mind, Brother Jiroji is this kind of temper, and it’s not aimed at you.”

Tomoko Suzuki looked at Heiji gracefully.

Heiji nodded politely and did not speak, as if angry.

“Sonoko, take Heiji to rest, I’ll let the housekeeper prepare lunch right away.”

Tomoko Suzuki smiled a little, not caring about Heiji’s silence, in her opinion, the young man did not have a little temper, then he was too sorry for this age.

Sonoko took Heiji to her luxurious room.

“Heiji, you sleep.”

Without a trace of outlook, he directly let him lie on his chuang.

There is no way, pretending to be sick can only pretend to be a full set, and simply sleep and forget it. There was a faint fragrance on Chuang, and he knew that it was the body fragrance of the garden.

Looking at Heiji, who slept over, he glanced at Ye and Sonoko and walked out of the room gently.

“Kazuha, let’s go to the kitchen and make porridge for Heiji to drink.”

The garden’s look was extremely exciting.

“Okay.”

He smiled sweetly with Ye Tian.

I don’t know how long I slept, but when Heiji opened his eyes, the two women were no longer in the room.

Just at this time, you can think about the plan: the Middle Ages Art Management definitely does not have to go in person, but it cannot not go. The real thing is in the Tokyo Museum, and I am in charge of guarding the real thing, so naturally I can’t lose it in my hands.

Heiji closed his eyes again, probably having a plan in mind.

Chirping~~~

The door was opened, and Yuanzi quietly came to Chuang, looking at Heiji’s calm sleeping face, and couldn’t help but lean down and gently touch his lips, blushing.

“Cooked?”

“Ah~~, Heiji, are you awake?”

Heiji suddenly opened his mouth to startle Sonoko.

“Well, I woke up when I was stolen by some kitten.”

Heiji smiled gently.

“Hmph, Heiji is a kitten.”

Yuanzi lay happily in his arms.

……

“Heiji drinks porridge, this is the seafood porridge I cooked with Kazuba.”

At the dining table, Sonoko put a pot of porridge in front of Heiji.

“Heiji tasted it, I am very attentive to the garden.” He Ye looked expectant.

Inside the purple casserole, steaming steaming hot, the rice porridge inside is still billowing around, there are shrimp meat, crab meat, and abalone…

“You guys make a hodgepodge of seafood?”

Heiji was speechless.

“Eat it, we’re very hard.” And Ye Sajiao said.

“That is, don’t let down our intentions, you have to make up for it when you catch a cold.” Yuanzi said proudly.

“Heiji, these two nizi are peeling shrimp and killing crabs, they are very careful, try it.” Tomoko Suzuki glanced at the garden with deep meaning.

Heiji smiled at Tomoko Suzuki and began to eat this bowl of love seafood chowder.

Night falls!

Kazuha and Yuanzi sat on the chuang, shorts and shorts, dressed very freshly, and Meimu stared at the LCD TV closely.

“Let’s continue to follow up on the Suzuki Foundation’s display of sunflowers, and tonight the Suzuki Foundation is holding a press conference about this exhibition, so please enter our live broadcast.”

“This time, I will definitely not let the monster thief Kidd or the Night Baron destroy my exhibition, I have no end to the net, as long as they dare to come, they will be greeted by prison, a lifetime of prison life…”

The TV screen was always on Suzuki Jirokichi’s body, and Leaf and Sonoko pouted and looked unhappy.

“Uncle really, so fond of photogenic.” Yuanzi patted Chuang Dan dissatisfiedly.

“Heiji must be boring.” And Ye helpless.

In fact, Heiji is really boring.

Although he sat on it and faced countless microphones, he was really bored.

“Advisor Suzuki, I heard that this time, in order to prevent the Night Baron and the monster thief Kidd, you specially invited the nemesis of two big thieves, may I ask Hattori Heiji a question?”

Jirokichi Suzuki was preaching in a vigorous manner, but was choked by this reporter’s words, his voice stopped abruptly, and the entire reception scene suddenly fell silent.

All the reporters looked at this colleague and shook their heads silently, this guy doesn’t have to follow up with the news of the Suzuki Foundation in his life, and he doesn’t understand the situation so much.

Naturally, they also saw Hattori Heiji, although Hattori Heiji was more attractive to them as a news outlet. It’s just that they know who is the master here, and today Hattori Heiji is not the protagonist.

“Yes, I also happen to want to hear the opinion of Brother Heiji.”

Interrupted, Jirokichi Suzuki had a faint sense of unhappiness, but there was no seizure.

Heiji glanced at this reporter and smiled faintly: “Do you have any questions you want to ask me?” ”

“Finally to Heiji.”

“I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

The camera finally turned to Heiji, and he and Yuan exclaimed excitedly, staring intently.

(PS: On the last day of 2016, I wish you great health, the more handsome you are, the more beautiful you are, and you are rising step by step.) ）