Conan Super Detective

"It seems that the world of the ladies is really strange, or sister Misaka, you are more reasonable."

Mai teased = laughed teasingly.

"Ah? No, my name is Misaka Mirei, I am Mikoto's mother!"

Said the woman named Misaka Mireu, who has a mature body but looks like a female college student.

For an instant, as if time stopped, Dongma, including Dongma, paused.

"But, didn't you mention the university just now..."

The poetry that has always been very elegant and calm, can't help but panic at this time, even using strange honorifics.

However, compared with Shicai, Meiling is not surprising.

Chapter 2592 Reasoning...No, listening to the report will be after lunch!

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"Speaking of which, why are Dongma always around these women who are very young in the next year, but who look very young? Xiaomeng, Shi Cai and this large short hair.

Inticus seemed to be very dissatisfied with this matter.

"I'm used to it. Any surprises?"

Mai continued to eat the sweets that came up first with a nonchalant face.

The "existences" that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, even since the birth of the earth, are Dongma's dependents and xing slaves. There are just a few young human females who really cannot be "informed". Mai showed a surprised expression.

"...It's a bit late, let's order, mom, did you order something?"

Mikoto didn't seem to be in the situation, and changed the subject very bluntly, picking up the menu that had been on the table for a long time.

"No. Actually, Mom and I brought a lunch box too. Doesn't it feel very warm?"

Misaka Mireu proudly showed off, like a child showing off his report card to his parents.

"Cut, sell cute maliciously..."

Mai murmured vaguely.

"If you don't play the role of mother well, I will also be troubled here."

Mikoto didn't seem to appreciate it, which made Misaka Misuzu a little unhappy.

"Wait, what's in your bag?"

Miqin suddenly saw Meiling's bag on her back and asked.

"Don't be too surprised when you see it... Dangdangdang!"

I proudly found a huge piece of cheese, a small bottle of sake and a silver round earthenware pot from the bag.

"Mother brought it today, but it's a special cheese hot pot bento!"

The one who answered her was Mikoto's relentless flick of her forehead.

Although there was no electric shock, Mei Ling still showed a tearful expression and looked up at her daughter.

"Woo, I was beaten by my own daughter... miserable..."

The fake cry deliberately did not arouse Mikoto's sympathy at all, and Dongma and the others also had an expression of watching the show, and had no intention of interjecting.

After a while, Meiling seemed to think of something, and suddenly said seriously.

"However, if a girl can eat a whole bowl of rice, she can grow up with such an appetite. Just a small box of lunch, even if it is nutritious, can't reach the place where she wants to grow. I prepare so much. Ru products, isn’t it for your daughter?"

However, Meiling's "kindness" did not make Meiqin appreciate her.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't mention this topic casually!"

Mikoto shouted with flushed face.

"Huh? Did I say something strange?"

Mei Ling dragged her cheeks with a puzzled face, and then suddenly squinted at Mikoto like a fox who had successfully stolen Mao.

"Or, Mikoto, do you have any particular place you want to grow up?"

Mikoto couldn't help supporting Xiong with her eyes constantly moving downwards.

"Hmm, as long as you pay attention to the nutritional intake and exercise programs, you can easily adjust the direction of your body's growth. Europeans and Americans are such a diet culture. If the evil part becomes bigger, it will be good for life!"

While instilling life experience in her daughter, Meiling seemed to stretch her waist unconsciously, and the murderous part naturally tinged forward, making people unable to help but focus on it.

"Why is that guy over there staring at his mother!"

Mikoto noticed Dongma's sight for the first time, and asked with an unhappy expression.

"No, it's just that looking at beautiful women a few more times, shouldn't it be a common feature of men?"

Dong Ma said casually, and at the same time did not leave the fierce part that was still tingling upward.

"Huh! And foolish mother, you will grow up after eating too much, that's just a mi letter!"

Seeing that Dongma didn't mean to repent, Mikoto had no choice but to point the finger at the other party.

"Hehe, if you can grow up by eating, that would be great!"

Mai on the side suddenly said in a weird tone, and Intiqs next to him reacted to this sentence instantly...

"You guy..."

Said Mai, she was about to open her mouth to bite at her co-ju, but she seemed to realize that this unlady behavior was not suitable for the public, so she immediately retracted to Shina with a flushed face.

In the bustling laughter, everyone started a somewhat late lunch.

But Dongma, who was at the center of the noise, did not focus all on the girls, but on the spiritual communication network formed by blood.

On one end of the network, Shirley Cromwell is using a special way to convey to him some speculations and even conclusions she has obtained as an expert.

"How about in the UK?"

Dongma asked with a chuckle.

"Fortunately, although it is nominally accepting Puritan religious deliberation, but in fact it is just a transition from a combat nun to a civilian nun, and now I am specializing in the work of code interpretation."