Ke Xue world is not scientific

The master and apprentice tugged at the door through words.

"Dad, you quickly let Brother Yusuke in, what's the matter of blocking the door." Mao Lilan held the painting in his arms, and his expression was not very good.

Yusuke Suzuki is her father's disciple and the brother of her best friend, and the two are also familiar with each other, so Maori Lan will not restrain his emotions very much.

When Yusuke Suzuki entered the door, Morilan ran to his father to ask for explanations, holding the painting and asking, "What are you painting here!?"

"Silly child, haven't you seen this surrealist style of painting?"

"But how I look at it, it's like a child's graffiti!"

"Xiaolan, what do you say!"

"Conan draws much better than Daddy."

Maori Kogoro's face couldn't hang up, "You don't compare me to that little ghost!" "

People are telling the truth."

"It's you who have no taste and dare to talk about me!"

Yusuke

Suzuki silently went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and picked out a bottle of apple juice to pour himself a glass, it seems that it will be a long time before Maori Lan pours water for him.

The father and daughter quarreled.

Conan quietly moved away from the battlefield and leaned over to Yusuke Suzuki, "Brother Yusuke, please pour me a drink."

"What case did you get into today?" Yusuke Suzuki helped pour the juice and asked by the way, "Why would the teacher think of drawing a portrait of Ran Xiaolan?" "

It's time for Master Shizuyama," Conan sighed, "Master was killed by his disciples."

"Because uncle, he asked the former master of Jingshan to help Sister Xiaolan paint a picture, so now he has to come by himself."

Yusuke Suzuki recalled that he had the impression that he had committed crimes using bamboo that grew rapidly after the rain, because of ghostwriting and other things.

Speaking of which, in the previous "Countdown to Heaven", there was also a painting grandmaster named Ruyue Feng Shui who was arrested.

Conan is really a noh hoho person, president, master, artist, politician... As well as ordinary people, it can be called an all-round blow.

Awesome!

Yusuke Suzuki saw that Morilan was focused on arguing with the confused detective, so he secretly took the painting over and took a look at it.

Just a glance.

Yusuke Suzuki put it down.

Don't mention it.

At this time, Mao Lilan also found that the painting was seen by Yusuke Suzuki, and quickly came over and snatched the painting away and held it in his arms.

"Brother Yusuke, how can you peek?"

"It was lying here just now," Yusuke Suzuki pointed to the coffee table, "so it's not a peek." "

Xiaolan

, if you don't like it, give it to me, I'll help you dispose of it, and make sure that no one can see it again."

"Nope!"

Yusuke Suzuki's face immediately changed into a 'sure enough' smile, and Mao Lilan also reacted, blushing.

"I'm going to cook..." Mao Lilan hugged the painting back to his room.

Although this painting is ugly and not good-looking, it is also painted by her father for her.

Mao Lilan dislikes and dislikes, and if he really wants to lose it, he is still very reluctant.

In the living room, Maori Kogoro snorted, straightened his tie, and then realized that he was at home, and very boldly pulled the tie and threw it away.

"Whew, it's still more comfortable."

Maori Kogoro's sitting posture is extremely unsightly, if Concubine Eiri is here, the two will have to quarrel again over this estimate.

Thinking of this, Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but speculate about the purpose of Eiri to learn cooking.

Is it to prepare for living back in the detective agency?

Say hello next time.

After rubbing the meal, Yusuke Suzuki went to Dr. Agasa's house and sat for a while.

Now he felt more and more like he was playing a game, several fixed maps were running around, and coupled with that dream, the unreality that had long disappeared in Suzuki's heart resurfaced.

We have to get rid of this idea quickly.

Yusuke Suzuki's strong request to run the plot with Maori Kogoro also has this reason.

After all, at the beginning, he dissipated that sense of unreality in the process of mixing cases again and again.

He wants to get himself moving, and he can't let his life become a fixed task.

Running a delegate is a good way to do this.

Or many go to the company to fulfill his duties as president is also a good idea.

As for more with ginjiu, they killed and set fire... That is absolutely undesirable, killing more people will numb his heart, and the probability will only aggravate his 'condition'.

It turns out that he didn't really integrate into the world.

Yusuke Suzuki sighed in his heart, pressed out the cigarette butt, and took a bath to sleep.

The next day, school day.

He lay at home for a day.

Obviously I want to go to the company in the morning....

In the evening, Maori Kogoro calls and invites him to play in Izu.

Yusuke Suzuki called Haibara.

Underground laboratory.

Haibara held his phone between his shoulder and ear, wore glasses, and looked through the research materials with both hands.

"To Izu? I just listened to the weather forecast, and it will rain heavily over there in Izu. "

So, aren't you going?"

"Well, next time."

Haihara put down the research materials in her hand, the gaze in her eyes softened, she picked up her mobile phone, walked to the sofa on the side and sat down.

"Yusuke, today, I miss you too."

"Not bad, I usually don't hurt you in vain, and I miss you too."

After hanging up the phone, Yusuke Suzuki let out a long sigh, his heart was very messed up just now, it seemed that he was really sick.

Early the next morning, Yusuke Suzuki got into the car of Maori Kogoro.

Today, he deliberately wore a white dress.

"Brother Yusuke, your figure is really good, no matter what you wear, you are so handsome." Mao Lilan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Although she was telling the truth, Conan, who was sitting next to Yusuke Suzuki, was still a little unhappy in his heart, but he himself quickly turned his mind around.

...

Weather, fog.

Yusuke Suzuki can't open the window, the air humidity is too high, but the car is a little dull now.

"Here it is again," said Mao Lilan frantically, "why does Dad's rented car break down every time he goes out to play?"

"In this deep mountain, there is no signal from the mobile phone."

"I think it's only necessary to wait until the fog clears."

Maori Kogoro wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve his mood, but his daughter stopped him.

"It's good to leave the windows open, it's good to breathe."

The confused detective was about to open the window, but Mauriland exclaimed.

"What's wrong this time?"

Hearing this, Yusuke Suzuki looked out the window, "Xiaolan should be scared, now that the visibility is so low, the youkai in the mist may be staring at us now." "

Ah~ I didn't hear it.. Didn't hear didn't hear! "

This....

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but chuckle, this kind of Xiaoran is very cute.

At this time, a car was approaching in front of him.