Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Chapter 379 is dead, beyond saving!

Kogoro Mouri winked and gave him a knowing look.

"Don't talk nonsense. I haven't looked at that kind of stuff in a long time," Lin Xiuyi said decisively, while subtly taking a step to the side to create distance.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Just as Kogoro Mouri was about to continue his persuasion, he suddenly noticed that Rei Furuya was giving him a meaningful look.

The boy's golden eyebrows were raised high, and his purplish-gray eyes kept glancing behind him.

"Tch, Shuichi just tricked me, you want to join in too, huh?" Kogoro Mouri waved his hand dismissively, completely ignoring Rei Furuya's hint.

"Brother Kogoro," Narumi kindly reminded him, "Sister Ruri is really here."

"No way?" Kogoro Mouri froze, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

"What do you mean, 'no way'?"

Liuli's cold voice came from behind.

She went back to the hotel and changed into a light purple dress, her hair still damp from her shower.

Looking at her boyfriend who had his back to her, Liuli put her hands on her hips in anger, her pretty face slightly flushed with rage. She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "Didn't you tell me that all those photo books you saw before were given to you by Xiuyi? How come it's different from what you just said? You even promised me that you wouldn't look at those things again!"

"This..." Kogoro Mouri chuckled awkwardly and turned around. "I... this."

After stammering for a while, not knowing how to explain, he could only look to Lin Xiuyi for help.

"Ruri, you still need to discipline Kogoro properly."

Lin Xiuyi ignored his brothers and instead looked at Eri and Yukiko standing next to Ruri.

"You all heard it, right? This time, I really was the one who got led astray."

"Hmph," Eri Kisaki crossed her arms, her sharp gaze sweeping over the two boys through her glasses.

Having grown up together, she knows these two guys too well. Nine times out of ten, the bad ideas come from Hayashi Shuichi, but Mouri Kogoro always ends up taking the blame.

Yukiko, on the other hand, was much more naive. She only heard the second half of the conversation and genuinely believed that Kogoro Mouri was encouraging Hideaki Hayashi to read photo magazines.

"Kogoro, you're not allowed to get too close to Shuichi from now on!"

Reiko, who always unconditionally sides with her brother and has forgotten how much of her brother's "stock" she had previously confiscated, put her hands on her hips and angrily agreed: "That's right! Onii-chan has been corrupted by Kogoro-nii-san!"

"I..." Kogoro Mouri looked like he was about to cry, "I'm really innocent!"

……

The next day, because everyone had stayed up too late the night before, they all woke up a little late this morning.

By the time everyone had gradually gathered at the restaurant, it was almost noon.

“We’ll head back at six o’clock, so be mindful of the time,” Lin Xiuyi said, taking a sip of coffee.

The bitterness of the black coffee spread across his tongue, completely waking him up.

"Okay," Kogoro Mori replied listlessly, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

He slumped in the chair like a lump of mud, putting down his favorite ham sandwich after only taking one bite.

Last night, in order to appease Liuli, he ran up and down buying snacks for his girlfriend, and his legs almost gave out.

After breakfast, everyone changed into comfortable clothes and went to the beach again.

The excitement from yesterday has worn off, and no one is really keen on playing in the water today.

Only Rei and Narumi remained energetic, intently building sandcastles on the beach. The others lazily huddled under parasols. Chikage Tomizawa yawned widely, stretched, and revealed her alluring figure.
"It's so boring sitting here, how about we play some games?"

"playing what?"

Yukiko sat up straight with great interest, noticing that the University of Tokyo tennis club members were playing beach volleyball not far away.
"How about we play beach volleyball too?"

“No,” Lin Xiuyi refused decisively, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the girls’ figures.

The beach volleyball moves were too big, and the ball was swinging too much; he didn't want others to get a good look at his own ball.

"How about playing watermelon smashing?"

Orikasa Midori suggested softly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"I often see people doing this at the beach on TV, but because of my flower shop business, I haven't had much of a chance to come to the beach."

It was rare for Midori Orikasa to make a suggestion, but everyone quickly agreed.

With a quick glance, Ruri immediately sent Kogoro Mouri to buy a watermelon.

She did this clearly to spend all of her boyfriend's allowance so he wouldn't buy random magazines again.

The wooden stick used to hit the watermelon was replaced with the wooden sword that Midori Orikasa always carried with her.

As a delinquent girl, she always carried a wooden sword with her, even when she went out to play.

With everything ready, the group decided the order of hitting the watermelon by playing rock-paper-scissors.

The first to go on stage was Kogoro Mouri. Under Ruri's "kind" guidance, he almost walked into the sea while blindfolded, which made everyone burst into laughter.

The girls who came on stage next spun around so much they were dizzy, getting further and further away from the watermelon than the last.

Yukiko even went the wrong way and almost sat down on the beach.

When she took off her blindfold, her flushed face was full of defiance.

Until Midori Orikasa took the stage—as expected of someone trained in kendo, although she stumbled a bit while spinning, under Akane Koizumi's guidance, she steadily raised her wooden sword and smashed the watermelon to pieces with a beautiful slash, scattering bright red flesh everywhere.

“I hit it!”

Midori Orikasa excitedly removed her blindfold, and the sunlight shone on her slightly flushed cheeks, making her look radiant.

After making a ruckus for a while, everyone started sharing the watermelon.

The Japanese watermelons were far inferior to those that Lin Xiuyi had eaten in his previous life; they weren't sweet enough or juicy enough, and he put them down after eating two slices.

Orikasa Midori picked up a slice of watermelon, about to hand it to him, when she saw Hayashi Shuichi suddenly stand up, his gaze sharp as he stared into the distance.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

"Something seems to have happened over there," Lin Xiuyi pointed to the shallow sea area ahead, where a large crowd had already gathered. "You guys eat your watermelon first, I'll go take a look."

Without waiting for a response from the others, he quickly walked over.

After squeezing into the crowd, Lin Xiuyi saw that the members of the Dongda Tennis Club were gathered together, giving first aid to their companions—the twin girls who liked to wear Buddha statues and Xiang.

Shiro Suzuki knelt on the beach, pressing hard on Kaori's chest, and occasionally turning her upside down, trying to make the girl vomit the water in her stomach.

The other twin, Shizuka, knelt beside her, tears streaming down her face, leaving dark marks on the sand.

Lin Xiuyi squatted down, reached out to check He Xiang's breath, and then felt her carotid artery.

His expression gradually turned serious, and the icy touch on his fingertips made his heart sink: "It's hopeless..."

(End of this chapter)