Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 106 A loving mother and a filial son
"Forget it." Miyano Akemi quickly let go.

Given her position, it seemed that she had no right to warn Shiho.

After all, she was the one who had the dumbest love brain at the beginning.

I can only hope that An Hejun is not like that man, who is good at using hypocrisy to create a sophisticated illusion.

Some romance comes at the cost of blood and tears.

Soon An He completed the arduous task of cooking and called on everyone to help serve the dishes.

The delicious appearance quickly caught the children's attention. Even Conan paused his confrontation with Kudo Shinichi and couldn't help swallowing.

"The rice cooked by Anhe brother is even better than the eel rice cooked by my mother!"

Yuantai, the little fat boy, gave what he thought was the highest praise he could give. With rice grains all over his face, he quickly finished all the food in the bowl and then asked for a refill.

"It's completely different from the Chinese restaurants I've eaten in the past." Mitsuhiko was very depressed. It seemed that he had bad memories of non-authentic restaurants in the past.

Ayumi secretly glanced at Conan beside her, and when she found that he was not paying attention to her, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to eat at a not-so-ladylike frequency.

"With absolute strength, all doubts will eventually turn into cheers for my coronation."

An He's lips curled up, unable to conceal his pride.

With everyone's hard work, the meal on the table was quickly finished.

The Miyano sisters were responsible for washing the dishes, while the others sat on the sofa and digested their food.

The three little ones teased Ai for a while, but found that it hardly moved and just lay lazily on the sofa. They soon lost their enthusiasm and started teaching Amon to speak.

Conan was more mature and didn't join in the fun.

Just when An He was feeling relieved about this, the boy suddenly lowered his head and did something, then leaned towards him with a serious face.

"Brother Anhe, I just found this thing under the sofa."

He was holding a small gadget in his hand, and An He recognized it as a miniature eavesdropping device.

Judging from the model, it is not from the same batch of bugs as the ones already in the apartment. Perhaps Vermouth found an opportunity to sneak them in.

An He pretended to be surprised, took it from him and looked at it carefully.

Then he placed the bug in Conan's palm and said in a serious tone: "This is really worrying. I will entrust you to investigate this matter. Are you willing to accept this important task?"

"." Conan always has a strange sense of déjà vu.

If you add inexplicably exciting music to the background, it will be more like an NPC issuing quests in a third-rate RPG.

Anhe's idea was very simple. Conan seemed to be very idle recently. Instead of letting him wander around outside and spread the aura of the god of death, it would be better to find him something to do. Vermouth was obviously a good choice.

Anyway, as Conan's godmother, it's impossible for her to really kill Conan.

It's a good opportunity for Conan to divert the attention of the Thousand-Faced Witch so that she won't be secretly staring at Mr. Miyano from behind all day long.

In the end, Conan accepted this task that was hard to refuse.

On the other side of the eavesdropping device, a huge question mark popped up in Vermouth's heart.

?

How did Cool guy appear in Sulli's house?

Just when she wondered if she had heard it wrong, the boy's clear and solemn voice came from the eavesdropping device again.

"Don't worry, Brother Anhe, I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

She couldn't help but fell into thought.

After dinner, the children did not stay here for too long and were soon sent home one by one by Akemi Miyano.

Since Conan has taken over Anhe's task, he plans to visit Beihu again tomorrow to discuss the details with him.

Because it was a little late, he went upstairs very quietly so as not to disturb the uncle and Xiaolan.

Click. Yi——

Conan gently pushed open the door of the office and carefully poked his head out.

The lights in the living room were still on, but the uncle was already fast asleep on the sofa, with a few empty cans of beer placed crookedly on the table.

This uncle is drinking again
"Uh"

Kogoro Mouri raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, half of his body was raised in a daze.

"It's you, the little devil, who's back."

He frowned hard, trying to wake himself up, and waved his hand to point upstairs: "Xiao Lan is already asleep, you kid, remember to be quiet."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard coming down the stairs and Mao Lilan, who was wearing pajamas, pushed open the door.

"Conan is back?"

She first saw Conan and felt relieved, then frowned and walked towards Mouri Kogoro aggressively.

"What you mean by let me rest first while you wait for Conan to come back? I think you are planning to drink alone secretly!"

Xiu's fist landed on the table, making a dull, crisp sound.

A noticeable crack appeared on the solid wood table.

Kogoro Mori broke out in a cold sweat and sobered up instantly.

"This guy came back too late. I got bored waiting for him. I just had a drink when I felt like it."

"It's because you're always like this that Mommy doesn't want to come back!"

Mao Lilan said dissatisfiedly, then snorted and took Conan upstairs: "Don't worry about him, Conan, let's go to rest!"

Conan's mouth twitched.

"Actually, life is not bad now." Kudo Shinichi said dully in his mind, "At least someone can keep the lights on at night."

Every time I returned home after solving a case, there was no light on in Kudo's house at night.

I don’t know what he was thinking, but after saying this, Kudo Shinichi stopped bothering him.

After washing up, Conan quickly lay down on his bed and fell asleep peacefully soon.

As a result, I had the dream again that night.

It is still the familiar cold white walls, with no doors or windows, and a completely closed environment.

"Ok?"

Conan vaguely saw a strange brown protrusion in the corner, which was a bit like the color of wood. Judging from the shape, it was probably something like a wooden barrel, but it was not complete, as if it had "penetrated the mold" and only a corner of it was exposed on the wall.

However, the protrusion disappeared very quickly. It was so short-lived that Conan wondered if he was just dazzled.

"It shouldn't be my eyes, because I saw it too."

Kudo Shinichi's voice rang out, telling him that this was not an illusion.

The ethereal Mr. A appeared mysteriously as usual. Even though this had happened three times, Conan still didn't understand how he appeared.

"You seem to be in a good mood?"

Mr. A always seems to be smiling, and even Conan can't muster any serious attitude.

His previous offensive remarks that almost "declared war" on Mr. A seemed to have left no trace, like words written on the beach, disappearing in the tide in the blink of an eye.

Mr. A's tolerance is indeed as vast as the ocean.

"I want to know why I always come here every time I dream." Conan looked around, "Or is this actually the result of your choice?"

(End of this chapter)