You tell me this is science?

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next day.

However, when Conan stepped into the living room, he was stunned for a moment. Xiaolan, who he had been worried about all night, was sitting at the dining table in the villa, taking turns with Sonoko to feed Hanyu Nan breakfast, with a happy and satisfied smile on her face.

"Hey, Conan, why are you here?" Seeing Conan suddenly break in, Xiaolan put down the tableware in her hand in surprise and got up and walked over.

Conan looked distressed and stammered, "Sister Xiaolan, are you...are you okay?"

At this moment, the greatest pain for Conan was to watch his beloved Xiaolan being close to others, but he was powerless and couldn't even express the pain in his heart.

This feeling was like a knife, piercing his heart.

…

After breakfast, Megure Jusan chatted with Sonoko and Hanyu Kusunoki, made a simple record, and arranged a helicopter to send the three of them back first.

"Xiaolan, remember to send me a copy of the video you took yesterday when you go back."

"Don't worry, Sonoko, I'll send it to you when I get home."

Hanyu Kusunoki put his hands behind his head and followed Xiaolan and Sonoko who were talking in a low voice, walking towards the helicopter, as if they were the only three left in the world.

Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Hanyu Kusunoki, what on earth do you want to do!"

Hanyu Kusunoki heard the voice, stopped and turned around, and saw Conan standing there with his hands in his pockets, staring at him indifferently.

"What do you want to do by approaching Xiaolan?" Conan stared at Hanyu Kusunoki and asked sternly.

Facing Conan's questioning, Hanyu Kusunoki was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

He pinched his chin and pretended to think.

"Hmm... Let me think about it. I approached Xiaolan, maybe just to find out why you, a kid with unknown origins, approached Xiaolan?" Hanyu Nan slowly approached Conan, looked down at him, and showed a playful smile on his face.

After saying this, he deliberately raised his eyebrows, waiting for Conan's reaction.

"Ah!" Hearing Hanyu Nan's words, Conan's body trembled and almost fell down.

This is too much! It's really against the sky!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Conan gritted his teeth, glared at Hanyu Nan, and said fiercely: "Don't think I don't know, you already know my true identity!"

"Oh?" Hanyu Nan raised the corner of his mouth, showing a playful smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed Conan's little head hard, and asked with a smile: "The identity you are talking about, is it Kudo Shinichi? Haha, if that's the case... do you want me to help you tell Xiaolan?"

"You!" Conan was immediately furious and his face turned red, but he was helpless.

"Hahaha, play your detective game well. I'll take care of Xiaolan. Come on, great detective!" Hanyu Nan looked at Conan with an angry face, laughed softly, and then turned to walk towards the helicopter.

Hanyu Nan had no worries about whether Conan would tell Xiaolan the truth.

After all, everything has been settled now.

With Xiaolan's personality, once she is devoted to someone, there is no room for others to intervene.

And Hanyu Nan would never give the other party a chance as crazy as Kudo Shinichi.

The only deduction for me was that I spent a little, but I was full in other aspects!

Looking at Hanyu Nan hugging Xiaolan and Sonoko and walking towards the helicopter, Conan's face turned green and purple, and he opened his mouth several times but stopped talking.

...

Rice flower.

Two men wearing dark clothes and dark hats walked into a dark bar.

"Brother, what are we doing here?" Vodka followed Gin and sat down at the bar counter. He looked at the male bartender who was mixing drinks with a confused look and asked curiously.

Gin frowned and lit a cigarette. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to this subordinate who had no advantages except loyalty.

"What would you like to drink?" The bartender at the bar smiled and gently placed two glasses of wine in front of Gin and Vodka.

"We have a new cocktail with a unique taste that will definitely satisfy your picky taste buds..."

"What are you doing!" Before the bartender finished speaking, Gin suddenly became furious. He pressed the cigarette in his mouth hard on the table and stretched his right hand to the bartender's hair.

Vodka was sitting next to him, frightened and shrank back unconsciously.

However, the next scene shocked him - he saw the bartender who was grabbed by the hair by the boss.

The bartender shook his body gently, and Gin only had a smiling head mask in his hand!

The bartender who was supposed to be standing there had disappeared at this moment, replaced by a beautiful woman with bright lipstick on her lips and a delicate face like a carved work of art.

Her long golden hair drooping like a waterfall swayed gently with the swing of her body.

"Vermouth!" Gin said with disdain.

"Hey, isn't this Gin? Why did you suddenly change your hair color?" Vermouth raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile.

As she spoke, she elegantly took out a cigarette from her bag and lit it.

In fact, she knew very well why Gin became like this, but it didn't prevent her from taking this opportunity to ridicule him.

Anyway, they didn't have a good relationship.

Or rather, she had never had a good relationship with anyone in the organization.

"Stop talking nonsense! Why haven't you done the task assigned to you yet!" Gin's eyes were wide open, veins popped out on his forehead, and he questioned the other party fiercely, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

But Vermouth didn't care. She leaned lazily on the bar, opened her red lips slightly, and slowly exhaled a perfect smoke ring.

In the smoke, the indescribable evil charm became stronger, like a poppy blooming in the dark, making people know the danger but can't help approaching.

"Oh? When is it your turn to command me?" Vermouth's voice was full of sarcasm and disdain, as if she had long been accustomed to Gin's attitude.

Gin gritted his teeth in anger, but still suppressed his anger and said word by word: "This is the boss's order!"

He knew very well in his heart that the woman in front of him, who seemed to be charming to the bone, was actually as vicious as a scorpion. No one could make her surrender except the boss's order.

As expected, after hearing this, Vermouth just snorted contemptuously, indicating that she already knew.

"Tsk, I know."

She didn't take Gin's warning to heart at all.

Seeing this, Gin sighed in his heart, knowing that it was useless to say more. But to be on the safe side, he couldn't help but remind her again: "You'd better finish it as soon as possible, this is the boss's order!"

After that, Gin stood up, took Vodka, who was still confused, and turned away without looking back.

Leaving Vermouth alone to continue smoking, with an elusive light flashing in her eyes.

Looking at Gin's figure gradually moving away, Vermouth gently stretched her body, like a lazy cat, showing off her graceful, slender and attractive figure.

Although she was wearing a simple bartender's outfit, it could not cover up her natural beauty at all.

...

(Mine, hehe, Sister Bei is mine, don't fight with me!)