Conan's winery play house

With the approval of his old father, Aito put the shirt he had taken off back on and left the base.

Papa and brother Suzi will handle the next thing, so he doesn't need to think about it.

He just needs to be obedient and leave to play with Hideki and the others.

Everyone at Silver Bullet is still waiting for him at the office.

He looked at the rain falling from the sky, ignored it, and continued walking forward.

In the office, several primary school students were doing their own things and chatting occasionally.

Everyone is sweating on the fitness equipment.

Even Tetsu Aoyagi couldn't escape the fate of fitness.

He sat aside and held up dumbbells with a ferocious expression, big beads of sweat dripping from his face.

"Regarding the spontaneous human combustion incident of an employee of Mantiantian Company, the police have given an explanation, saying that it is a situation that humans cannot explain at present..."

"The president of Mantiantian Company invited a witch to remove the filth and performed an exorcism ceremony in the company building..."

"Mr. Mouri Kogoro didn't raise any questions, and everything seemed to be over just like that." As if just exercising was too boring, so he found a topic to talk about, Aoyagi Tetsuya panted.

Several primary school students in the movement pricked up their ears and listened.

Hideki Morohoshi turned off the treadmill and walked down, casually wiped his sweat with a towel, drank some more water to slow down his breathing, and then looked at Tetsuya Aoyagi.

"At least that's what everyone present at the time saw. The human body spontaneously combusted and only burned himself to death. Even water couldn't put out the fire. The fire itself went out after the person was reduced to charcoal."

"It has nothing to do with anyone else." At this point, he twitched the corners of his lips contemptuously and sneered condescendingly.

"If there is really a murderer, if you want to find the murderer, you first need to explain the situation. But obviously, no one can explain this situation at present, otherwise the phenomenon of spontaneous human combustion would not have been regarded as a mystery in Europe and has been troubled for hundreds of years.

"

"It can't be explained, so there is no murderer." He sat on the sofa with a towel on his shoulders and picked up the newspaper casually.

"The mystery of the human body that even Kogoro Mori can't solve. I don't like the title." He held up the newspaper and shook it as if he was disgusted by the title.

As friends, the few people looked at each other and quickly figured out why Hideki Morohoshi didn't like this title.

Mouri Kogoro said that there was nothing he could do, and it seemed that Mouri Kogoro was very powerful.

It's totally normal for Morohoshi Hideki not to like it.

"This is what reporters do in order to increase newspaper sales. They come up with some confusing headlines. Don't compete with them, Hideki." Jiang Shouhuan comforted his friend with a smile.

"Most of the people have been deceived by reporters who wrote blindly. There are only a few people who have the ability to think independently. There is no need to care about blind guys." Susumu Takizawa also followed suit.

They look down upon the vast majority of people in the world.

"Newspapers are the mouthpieces of society, and they must have the right to speak at all times..." Hideki Morohoshi does not look down on reporters that much.

Reporters are still very useful.

"If you want, you can ask Jiang Shou's newspaper to write more news about silver bullets, because none of the major newspapers have photos of our faces. We are considered by the outside world to be the most mysterious detective team." Seiichiro Kikukawa picked up the piece.

He looked at his notes and said with a smile.

He often memorizes things.

"News..." The young man with a healthy wheat complexion raised his eyebrows.

"We'd better keep it a secret for now."

"As for the news..." His dark eyes looked at Tetsuya Aoyagi.

"Has Sherlock Holmes' application for a tour group been approved?" he asked the reporter in charge of the matter.

He treated Tetsuya Aoyagi as a subordinate, or rather... a servant as he should.

If there is no eucalyptus, there is no need to be in the news. Some trivial matters do not need to be in the news. Even if they are in the news, they will not show their faces.

The silver bullet engraved the style of being a low-key person and doing things in a high-profile manner into your bones.

"Of course, as I said, the brigade leader will not refuse us." Tetsuya Aoyagi answered affirmatively.

"Then when will we gather? Where will we gather?" Takizawa Shinya asked eagerly.

They have been very bored recently and haven't met many friends, so they can only find other things to do.

"I don't know about that. The brigade leader said that we should keep the surprise and let us wait for the notification." Tetsuya Aoyagi changed the dumbbell to his other hand and answered as if he still had some energy left.

"Wow--"

The wind chimes hanging at the gate rang.

The chat was interrupted and everyone turned back to look at the door.

The white-haired boy pushed open the door and entered. It was raining heavily outside, but he was completely dry.

There is no trace of moisture on the gray sweater, the rubies on the brooch are sparkling, the hair is fresh, and the eyes are bright.

When you see it, you will be reminded of the picture of a clear sky, even if there is a heavy downpour behind you.

The wind carrying the drizzle blew into the office, cooling everyone who was originally on fire due to exercise.

"Aito, you're here."

"Sit down quickly."

"What did you do before?"

Several primary school students waved to their belated friends and asked impatiently before they could sit down.

Aito sat down in the seat specially reserved for him and began to answer other people's questions.

"I went to meet a sister..." As if he had no reservations and never thought of hiding anything, the white-haired and blue-eyed boy said naturally and without any haze.

"She shouldn't be my biological sister. Sure enough, we all have many relatives." Takizawa Shin also winked for a long time, as if he wanted to hint at something.

However, his white-haired friend seemed to not understand his hint, his eyes were confused and blank.

"Does your sister look like you? How old is she?" Jiang Shouhang asked with a smile and full of curiosity.

"It's not like that, six years older." Aito shook his head.

Whether it's hair color, childish color, or anything else, they don't look alike.

There is only one person like him in the organization, brother Waldrom.

"It doesn't look like that..." several primary school students muttered in disappointment.

"You have such a good relationship with those relatives." Kikukawa Seiichiro said with emotion.

Such a situation would not happen in their family. The person who needs his help must come to the door in person, otherwise it would be rude.

Even if you are a cousin, you still need to maintain etiquette towards him.

Because his name is Seiichiro, the eldest grandson of the Kikukawa family.

"The application for the Sherlock Holmes Tour Group has been approved. The specific gathering time has not been given to us yet, but it is best for everyone to be prepared in advance, because the group leader may send a notice late at night..." Tetsuya Aoyagi revealed a look that seemed to recall being dismissed by society.

The memory of the unspoken beating.

"Just like some bosses who send messages at two or three in the morning." He said in a rather strange tone.

However, he was the only one present who had been severely beaten by the unspoken rules of society, and the other elementary school students only showed disapproval or indifference.

Young men who are born at the top of the pyramid will probably never experience being beaten up by society in their lifetime.

Of course they won't care about this, and they will probably just become the boss who sends messages to his subordinates at two or three in the morning.

Aoyagi Tetsuya closed his mouth with an unhappy look on his face.