You tell me this is science?

The old man was very happy.

Mouri Detective Agency.

"Uncle, what should I do for dinner tonight?" Conan was speechless when he saw Maori Kogoro, who took a can of beer and lay down in front of the TV as soon as he came back.

Is this guy really coming back to take care of me? He looks like he's here to enjoy life!

"Uh... Don't worry, uh... I'll make you a bowl of porridge!" Maori Kogoro burped, staring at the TV screen, without even raising his head.

Hearing Maori Kogoro's answer, Conan sneered: "Haha, this is the so-called famous detective!" He said helplessly, while covering his forehead that was hot due to a high fever with his hand, and then lying heavily on the sofa.

At this moment, Conan felt extremely desperate.

He didn't know what Xiaolan was doing now!

But when he thought that Xiaolan might be flirting with Hanyu Nan, Conan's mood became heavier.

At this moment, there were several bangs.

"Why did this broken TV get stuck at this time!" Maori Kogoro shouted angrily.

He was watching the horse he supported with great interest, and it was about to cross the finish line, but the TV screen suddenly froze.

Maori Kogoro stood up in a rage and slapped the TV several times.

"What bad luck!" Maori Kogoro muttered, picked up the remote control and kept switching channels, hoping to restore the TV to normal.

Conan turned his head and closed his eyes in despair again.

"Now a news interruption. The body of the 41-year-old famous magician forum moderator Nishiyama Wu was found in an apartment!"

"What? Why is there another death?" Maori Kogoro, who was changing channels, muttered and glanced at the TV screen casually. When he was about to continue changing channels, he was stopped by Conan beside him:

"Wait a minute, uncle!"

Conan, who was originally lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, suddenly sat up straight as if he had been electrocuted when he heard the words "Magician Forum". His eyes were fixed on the TV screen with an extremely solemn expression.

The detective's instinct told him that something seemed wrong.

"There was still a meaningless text on the screen in front of the deceased, 'One has been solved, and the shadow magician is left.'" The reporter on TV continued to report the case.

"It is understood that the deceased was keen on online dating before his death. He was going to attend an offline magician enthusiast gathering where he was the head of the chat room!"

"I didn't expect such a tragedy to happen..."

"No, no way!" Maori Kogoro was stunned at first, and then he stood up from the sofa as if his butt was on fire, and rushed to the door at the fastest speed.

Conan followed closely behind, feeling extremely anxious: "Wait for me, Xiaolan, wait for me!"

...

"Haha, Nan, look at the snowman we made!"

After Xiaolan and Sonoko put a nose on the snowman, they stretched and shouted happily to Hanyu Nan who was standing on the balcony!

Hanyu Nan was looking at a figure looming on the suspension bridge in the distance. When she heard Xiaolan and Sonoko's shouts, she turned back to look at the snowman they made in the backyard of the villa.

Just now, everyone failed to contact Shadow Mage and the chat room leader Escape King, so the owner of the villa, Araki Yoshizuru, suggested that he go to prepare dinner, and the others should tidy up their rooms first.

"Wow, great!" Hanyu Nan grinned at the two women, stood on the balcony and waved his hand. Amid the surprised shouts of Xiaolan and Sonoko, the thick ice piled up in the backyard pond suddenly flew into the air.

As Hanyu Nan's mind surged, the flying ice gradually showed a clear outline.

The ice was spinning rapidly in the air, and ice chips kept falling down, but the overall shape was becoming more and more like a person.

Hanyu Nan concentrated his mind and controlled the ice to continue to change.

Gradually, the ice became more delicate, and even the details of the facial features and clothes could be seen.

The delicate lines outlined the faces of Xiaolan and Sonoko, lifelike, as if they were about to walk out of the ice.

Xiaolan's eyes flashed with a smart light, and Sonoko's smile revealed playfulness and vitality.

Hanyu Kusunoki's telekinesis is like an artist's paintbrush, perfectly presenting the images of the two on the ice.

"Wow!"

"It's us!" Xiaolan and Sonoko looked at the ice sculpture carved by Hanyu Kusunoki with telekinesis, their faces full of astonishment and shock.

This is simply a work of art!

"Kan, you are amazing!

"With admiration in their eyes, Xiaolan and Sonoko circled around the ice sculpture, completely forgetting the snowman they had worked so hard to build.

Snowman: so?

Looking at the two excited women below, Hanyu Nan's mouth curled up.

I have something even better!

He carved another ice sculpture of his own and placed it between the two ice sculptures.

"Nan, come down quickly, let's take a photo together!"

"Yes, yes, such a good ice sculpture must be kept as a souvenir!"

...

"Mr. Hanyu, it's time for dinner... Mr. Hanyu? "Sukama Kiyohiro looked at the empty balcony, and the zombie-like livid face was full of question marks.

Where are the people?

Sukama Kiyohiro walked to the balcony in confusion, looked down, and heard bursts of playful sounds coming from downstairs.

Looking down, Hanyu Kusunoki was in the yard with Xiaolan and Sonoko taking various photos around the three ice sculptures.

Sukama Kiyohiro rubbed his head, shocked by the lifelike ice sculptures, and became more confused.

How did you get downstairs!

I was clearly guarding the door the whole time, and I didn't see you go downstairs at all!

(Hanyu Kusunoki: Basic operation, don't be silly)

Although he didn't know what happened, Sukama Kiyohiro still shouted respectfully to the downstairs: "Mr. Hanyu, Ms. Sonoko, Ms. Xiaolan, it's time to have dinner!"

"Okay, let's go to dinner first! "After hearing the voice, Hanyu Kusunoki took a group photo of the three of them with her phone, and said with a smile.

"Great!"

"It's really worth coming here this time!"

"Yes, with Kusunoki here, we have so much fun!"

Lan and Sonoko held Hanyu Kusunoki's shoulders, their faces filled with happy smiles, and walked towards the villa, talking and laughing.

Hanyu Kusunoki accompanied them gently, looked back at the suspension bridge in the distance, and raised the corners of her mouth imperceptibly.

…

"It's ridiculous! How could the entire suspension bridge suddenly catch fire!"

After hearing the news report, Maori Kogoro drove over anxiously.

When he saw the only passage to the villa, the suspension bridge, burning with flames, his anger was instantly ignited!

"Uncle, you'd better go to the police as soon as possible! "

As Conan spoke, he quickly took off his coat and prepared to run.

"This brat..." Maori Kogoro stared at Conan in astonishment and ran towards the burning suspension bridge.