The world of science is unscientific

After watching Hattori Shizuka leave, Suzuki Yusuke continued eating.

"Yusuke-nii, that stinky old man didn't say anything bad about me after he went back to Tokyo last time, right?"

Heiji Hattori was still brooding over the last time he recorded the show. The competition, which was supposed to be a reasoning contest, had turned into a eating contest, which he just couldn't accept.

"No, the teacher has hardly mentioned you again."

Dark-skinned man's expression hardened; this seemed even worse than slander...

After the dinner, Kazuha Toyama went home first, while Heiji Hattori was forced by Yusuke Suzuki to go out and escort Kazuha home.

After resting for about half an hour, Hattori Heizo initiated a chat request.

The two went to a quiet room to chat, and finally turned the topic to kendo.

Yusuke Suzuki stated frankly that his reason for learning Kendo was to glimpse the true meaning of attack and defense behind it.

"can."

After a brief silence, Hattori Heizo agreed, "You are both Kogoro Mouri's disciple and a junior I value. Stay here with me and learn well for the time being."

"Thank you."

The next day, Suzuki Yusuke began his first kendo lesson.

Learning from Hattori Heizo must have been quite stressful, with Ai Haibara, Kuroko, and Kazuha Toyama all watching from the sidelines.

He practices both in the morning and afternoon, so this training load is nothing to Yusuke Suzuki, and he grasps the essence of kendo very quickly.

That evening, Hattori Heizo also said that his comprehension was simply extraordinary.

After dinner, Suzuki Yusuke and Haibara Ai went for a walk, accompanied by Kuro and Toyama Kazuha.

The cool evening breeze is indeed refreshing.

Chapter 234 Crossroads of the Labyrinth

Not long after they left, Suzuki Yusuke's phone rang.

A phone call from Kogoro Mouri.

"Yusuke, do you remember when I told you about the temple in Kyoto that asked me to investigate a case?"

"Yes, I remember. What's wrong, teacher?"

"I'll be going there in a few days, so don't forget to come!"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Hattori Heiji asked in confusion, "What temple?"

"The teacher didn't explain it clearly either. In Kyoto, I remember it was because of the theft of a Buddha statue."

After hearing Suzuki Yusuke's words, the dark-skinned man's expression changed. "It's not Yamanoji, is it!?"

"I'm not sure either, we'll find out when the time comes."

Yusuke Suzuki ignored the dark-skinned man who was still thinking and turned to Ai Haibara, "If you get bored here, I'll send you back tomorrow."

“It’s okay,” Ai Haibara shook her head, “Anyway, you asked the professor to ask for leave from school before you came here.”

"Yusuke-nii, let me play with Ai-chan, okay?" Toyama Kazuha said with a smile. "No wonder Ran always told me that there was a little girl she really liked."

As she spoke, Kazuha Toyama hugged Ai Haibara and gave her a kiss, saying, "Now I love Ai so much too!"

Yusuke Suzuki's eyebrows twitched. Good heavens, his wife really has a way with everyone, regardless of age or gender.

Seeing that Ai Haibara's face was almost red from being rubbed, he quickly stopped Kazuha Toyama and changed the subject, "By the way, Kazuha, after we came back from Okinawa last time, did Heiji confess to you?"

"What... a confession...?"

Kazuha Toyama blushes frequently, stammers, and can't say a word.

"What are you talking about?" Blackie looked over.

"nothing."

Kazuha Toyama immediately answered.

...

Yusuke Suzuki was truly speechless.

Forget it.

do not care.

Love so much.

Anyway, he has almost completely settled his own marriage.

He didn't want to care how things would end between the two of them. So far, he had tried everything, both overtly and covertly.

However, these two are still in a state of mutual blocking.

Especially the dark-skinned one, he seems to be missing a screw in his head.

To be honest, you can't really blame Kazuha for this. The emotions she showed as a girl were already quite obvious.

The problem still lies with the dark-skinned person.

Hattori Heiji noticed that Suzuki Yusuke's gaze towards him suddenly seemed a little strange, and subconsciously took two steps to the side.

"Yusuke-nii...why are you looking at me like that?"

Yusuke Suzuki shrugged. "It's nothing, you're being too sensitive."

The group dropped Toyama Kazuha off at the intersection, and after she got into a taxi, the three of them slowly walked back.

Without Yuanshan and Ye, there was much less conversation along the way, and the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Since Hattori Heizo had to go to work for the next few days, Suzuki Yusuke started training on his own, asking Hattori Shizuka questions whenever he had any.

During this time, Ai Haibara also learned a lot about tea ceremony, flower arrangement, and karuta from Shizuka Hattori.

“I feel like I’ve gotten a lot younger now,” Hattori Shizuka said, glancing at Haibara Ai. “It’s like I’ve experienced what it’s like to raise a daughter.”

Yusuke Suzuki thought for a moment, if Ai Haibara really was Hattori's daughter, then the safety factor should be maxed out, right?

However, this can only be a thought.

After chatting for a few minutes, Hattori Heiji returned.

However, Hattori Heizo did not return until after 8 p.m.

What happened this time?

It shouldn't be...

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly examined himself. Even if he was tainted by some strange aura, if something were to happen, it should be related to him.

It should be just an ordinary, everyday case.

It absolutely cannot be related to Kogoro Mouri or Conan, absolutely not!

After all, he's in Osaka, which is so far away.

Around ten o'clock, Hattori Heizo returned. By this time, Suzuki Yusuke was already in bed.

Ai Haibara seemed to receive special favor, as she was pulled to sleep with Shizuka Hattori.

The next day, Suzuki Yusuke glanced at the newspaper and learned that a malicious murder had occurred in Osaka, and it was suspected to be related to a murder that had occurred in Tokyo.

A serial murder case spanning multiple regions, that's indeed quite serious.

When Ai Haibara had breakfast, she had already changed into a kimono.

"I found this yesterday morning. I've been thinking of having Ai try it on," Hattori Shizuka said with a smile, covering her mouth. "I was worried that Ai would refuse, but I didn't expect her to agree."

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at Ai Haibara without making a sound.

Cute, so cute.

They're so cute!

Ai Haibara was also secretly watching Yusuke Suzuki's reaction, and she was somewhat surprised to find that his expression remained unchanged.

This shouldn't be the case.

She felt that she looked incredibly beautiful and cute today, and that her looks were absolutely stunning.

How can you remain indifferent?

Look again.

It took the three of them about half an hour to eat breakfast.

Today's kendo lesson was quite relaxed. Suzuki Yusuke simply practiced and pondered the techniques along the way.

Hattori Shizuka was a housewife, and Haibara Ai helped her with the chores. After they finished, the two of them sat aside and watched Suzuki Yusuke practice swordsmanship in the yard.

Time flew by and it was evening. As soon as Hattori Heiji returned, he went to find Suzuki Yusuke.

"Yusuke-nii, have you seen today's news? Something big has happened!"

“I know, it’s a serial killing across regions.”

"How can you be so calm?" Hattori Heiji paced back and forth. "I was getting restless during the day and wanted to go out and investigate. Inspector Otaki must know something."

"I advise you to be honest."

At that moment, Hattori Heizo returned, his eyes narrowed, exuding a menacing aura.

“I…I understand.”

Blackie immediately backed down.

After the meal, Hattori Heizo inquired about his insights from the past two days of training and offered some guidance.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to personally teach you during this period."

“It’s alright, please don’t worry about it,” Yusuke Suzuki bowed slightly. “I’m already very grateful that you can take the time to guide me.”

Hattori Heizo suddenly sighed and looked towards the horizon, "These are turbulent times."

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