I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Snee! Snee!"

After sneezing twice, Conan pulled down the mask he was wearing on his face and wiped his nose with a piece of paper.

"Conan, how are you feeling? Are you okay?" Xiao Lan leaned forward, moved to the co-pilot seat, looked at Conan, and asked concerned.

"Well, I'm fine." Conan shook his head and responded with a smile, "It's just that my nose is still a little uncomfortable."

"If you feel unwell, you must tell me." Xiaolan still didn't feel relieved, so she exhorted.

"I see." Conan nodded in response.

"Really." Uncle Maori looked ahead, curled his lips, and said dissatisfied, "Since you have a cold, you should stay at home and rest."

"The owner of the Polo coffee shop downstairs finally nodded and promised me to help take care of you all day."

Thinking of this, Uncle Maori shook his head helplessly.

Had it not been for the good relationship between him and the coffee shop owner, and he was the landlord, the coffee shop owner would really not agree to help take care of Conan all day.

Even with these premises, it took him a lot of time to get the coffee shop owner to agree to help take care of Conan for a day.

But Conan insisted on going. Doesn't it mean he wasted his time?

Really!

"But I also really want to see the villa that Sister Yuanzi bought in Karuizawa!" Conan explained with a smile as if he couldn't see Uncle Maori's dissatisfied expression.

Looking at Conan in front of him, Guangyou murmured in his heart: "I think I'm worried that Xiaolan will be accosted by other boys..."

Does he still know Conan's careful thinking?

At the same time, Conan thought secretly in his heart."With the style of the garden, even if you are going to take a vacation, it is impossible to draw up any serious plans."

He didn't want to go, but it was the garden that had no choice but to propose to go on holiday.

With his knowledge of the garden, this vacation may mean to see if he can meet any boy in Karuizawa.

"What? Are you going to use tennis to strike up a conversation with the boys?" Xiao Lan asked in surprise after learning the garden's plan.

"Yeah!" Yuanzi nodded and said with a smile, "In this season, many of the people playing on the tennis court near my villa are college students!"

"You are really..." Xiaolan kindly reminded, "If you do that, Mr. Kyogoku will hate you."

"Or, you don't like Mr. Kyogoku anymore?"

"Xiaolan, don't get me wrong!" Yuanzi folded her hands together, closed her eyes and thought about what Jingji really looked like, defending herself, "Of course I still like him!"

"Then what are you..." Xiaolan didn't understand what the garden meant.

Since Yuanzi still likes Kyōgokujin, she shouldn't do things like hitting up boys?

After defending herself, Yuanzi opened her eyes, looked at Xiaolan, and explained: "This time I am for you, Xiaolan!"

"For me?" Xiao Lan pointed to herself, a little puzzled.

Hearing Yuanzi said it was for Xiaolan, the uncle Maori and Conan who drove moved their ears, and concentrated on listening to the conversation between the two, for fear of missing a word.

At this time Yuanzi was telling Xiaolan her real plan, and didn't even notice the small movements of the two in front:

"Xiao Lan is wearing a tennis uniform and showing her Peugeot figure. After the college students come up to strike up a conversation, she will take a group photo of the two of them and send it to Xinyi by email."

"The purpose is to make that Kudo jealous!"

After talking to Xiaolan about her real plan, Yuanzi couldn't help smiling proudly.

Later, Yuanzi approached Xiaolan and asked, "How is my plan? Isn't it perfect?"

"But, I don't think Shinichi will be jealous." Xiaolan's white face showed a hint of pink and said.

"I knew there was nothing good..." Conan curled his lips, thinking of the scene that Yuanzi said, he was inexplicable.

"Yuanzi, this guy is really..."

"And I only brought the sportswear from Didan High School." Xiaolan waved her hand, and tactfully refused, "Where is there any tennis clothes?"

"It doesn't matter, Xiaolan, you can rest assured."

Yuanzi had anticipated this situation a long time ago. She took up the bag placed under the seat calmly, opened it, and said to Xiaolan.

"I have specially prepared a set for you for Xiaolan."

When talking, Yuanzi took out a mini tennis skirt from her bag and showed it to Xiaolan, while she said with a smile on her face.

"Look! It's a super mini, super cute style!"

"Eh!!!" Xiaolan flushed when she saw the tennis skirt.

Conan, who had been paying attention to the movement behind him, blushed after seeing the tennis skirt in Yuanzi's hand, "What a mini!"

"This is a bit too short..." Guangyou's expression didn't change much, he just sighed in his heart.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Xiaolan blushed and said to Yuanzi with a little excitement, "How could I wear this kind of skirt!"

"And I didn't bring those pants here!"

As a girl, Yuanzi certainly knows that the "trousers" Xiaolan said are actually safety pants, which are specially used to prevent running out.

"That said, there is no way." Yuanzi looked down at the super mini tennis skirt in his hand, and said with some regret.

Just when Xiaolan thought Yuanzi gave up this idea, she heard Yuanzi whisper: "Then Xiaolan, don't wear those pants, just play!"

"!!!" Xiaolan blushed even more when she heard this.

"Go straight to the court!" Conan's brain made up for the scene of Xiaolan putting on this skirt and going straight to the court, his entire face turned red.

After spending a few seconds waking up from the scene, Conan turned around, blushing, and scratched his hair with a very tangled look.

"Damn it, I want to watch it, but I don't want others to see it!" Guangyou knew what he was thinking when he saw Conan's movements.

"At first glance, it's old-fashioned."

At this moment, Xiao Ai's voice reached Guangyou's ears, "What about you?"

Turning his head to look at the little sorrow who said this sentence, Guangyou murmured a few words, looked down at the ground, and admitted simply.

"Well, me too."

Isn't this nonsense?

Every normal boy is like this, OK!

Her gaze stayed on Guangyou, Xiao Ai's lips were smiling, but her voice was flat, "You..."

"On the outside he is a child, but on the inside he is..."

Before she could say the second half of the sentence, Guangyou raised her head, put her index finger upright in front of Xiao Ai's lips, moved closer, and gave a "hush".

The two of them were sitting together, but now there was only about ten centimeters between the two faces.

You can even feel the airflow generated when the opponent breathes.

After reacting, Xiao Ai's cheeks gradually appeared pink.

Seeing the change in her expression, Guangyou removed the finger on her little mourn lips and held her hand on the palm of her hand instead.

Afterwards, Guangyou whispered to Xiao Ai: "I am so selfish. If people look at you more, I will be jealous."

After staring at the smiling Guangyou for a while, the ruddy on Xiao Ai's cheeks has faded, replaced by an imperceptible smile.

If it weren't for Guangyou's carefulness, you might really not see this smile.

"Then trouble you to keep this kind of selfishness." Xiao Ai squeezed Guangyou's hand tightly and said softly.

"Yes." Guangyou nodded and responded seriously.

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