The world of science is unscientific

"As expected."

James Black remained expressionless. "However, we have thwarted the assassination attempt, and Rena Mizunashi, codenamed Kir, has also fallen into our hands. The gains have been considerable."

He glanced at Judy's injured right arm. "Shuichi, I'll come to meet you. You should go to the hospital to get your wound treated first."

"We'll send a few more people over to keep watch here, because those people might come back again."

“No need, I’ll go with you. This injury isn’t serious. I’m on good terms with that kid, and I know Detective Mouri too. You can leave the protection to me.”

Judy's expression was resolute, and she got into the car directly. James Black didn't know what to say, so he started the car and drove away.

at the same time.

upstairs.

Conan is being taught a lesson by Kogoro Mouri.

However, he had neither the intention to retaliate nor the thought of running away.

Ultimately, the uncle almost died because of him.

It's good to learn a lesson from this beating.

While you're at it, take a good look at the Mori Iron Fist that you almost never get to experience again.

Uncle, I'm so glad you're alright!

Chapter 734 The Calm After Passion

"Hey kid, what's with that weird reaction?"

As he was punching Conan, Kogoro looked down and saw the somewhat enjoyable expression on Conan's face. He couldn't help but wonder if he had used too much force and made Conan stupid.

Upon hearing this, Conan instinctively wanted to say, "Why aren't you fighting anymore?", but after a moment's thought, he felt that it was a bit cheeky, so he simply took two steps back and pretended to run away.

This made Kogoro Mouri even more uneasy.

Was he really knocked senseless?

Why are you so slow to react!

He quickly squatted down to check, and with lightning speed pressed the large bump on Conan's head back down, preventing it from rising too high.

Thank goodness, ten million a year! We can't afford to break that...

Kogoro Mouri put on a smiling face, "Let's not pursue the matter of the broken glass from playing soccer, let me see..."

Desperate to find a topic to distract himself, a brilliant idea struck him. He clenched his right fist and punched his left hand. "That's it!"

He lowered his head again. "Shouldn't you be at Professor Agasa's house right now? Why are you back? Where's Ran?"

"Sister Xiaolan is still at the professor's house."

Conan, in a childlike voice, wiped the embarrassing sweat from his forehead and said, "I suddenly wanted to play soccer, so I ran back first and forgot to tell Ran-neechan."

"Really..."

The bumbling detective made no attempt to hide his disdain, pulling out his phone. "I'll call her; it's almost lunchtime."

...

On the other side, at Dr. Agasa's house.

Ran Mouri was still wondering why Conan hadn't returned yet when Ai Haibara walked in from the doorway.

The other person yawned, with sleepiness showing at the corners of their eyes, and said, "Sister Xiaolan, what are you doing here?"

She wiped her eyes, pointed, and said, "When I came back, I saw Edogawa running towards the office."

Ran Mouri: "???"

They...they ran away?

She hurriedly stood up, her tone reproachful, "Why did Conan run off again without a word? Did he tell you what he was going to do?"

"No," Ai Haibara walked directly up to Ran Mouri, transforming into a cute, big-eyed girl, and pleaded, "Ran-neechan, why don't you stay for dinner tonight?"

To be honest, Ran Mouri felt that she had a hard time refusing.

Kawaii~~~

Just then, her phone rang.

connected.

"Dad, what's wrong? Did Conan go back?"

"Not only did you come back, but you also broke the window with a soccer ball. You'd better come back soon, I'm starving."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

"Okay, pick up some snacks for me on the way, I'm going to have a good drink tonight!"

Have a drink...

Ran Mouri clenched her fists instantly and yelled into her phone, "All you ever do is drink! Conan is another kid who leaves without even saying goodbye. You'll have to fend for yourselves for dinner!"

After that, hang up the phone directly.

Inside the detective agency, Kogoro Mouri looked completely dazed.

Today... today he actually won money betting on horses for the first time ever, so what's wrong with having a few drinks?

"Conan, I'll take you out to eat. Your Ran-neechan doesn't want us anymore."

With that, the bumbling detective grabbed his suit jacket and headed out.

Then Conan was dumbfounded again.

Xiaolan... doesn't want them anymore...

What's going on?!

...

After hanging up the phone, Ran Mouri took a deep breath to calm her anger, then looked at Ai gently, making a cute and playful gesture with her hands, "Then I'll be bothering you tonight."

"Ok!"

Ai Haibara was overjoyed. "Ran-neechan, why don't you come and cook with us?"

"also?"

Ran Mouri was slightly puzzled for a moment, but then she realized what was going on.

Yusuke is still here. It seems he often cooks with Ai.

That's right. When we traveled to that cultural heritage village before, the three of them cooked together.

Back then, my dad was just like he is today.

Stinky old man!

snort!

Suddenly drawn to the gaze, Shimabukuro Kimie blinked.

What do you mean?

So I have to help with the cooking?

Boss, are you ever coming back?

If I don't come back soon, I'll have to spend the night here!

After smiling and responding to Ai Haibara and Ran Mouri, she quietly stepped back a few paces, took out her phone, and started making calls.

But the reply she received was very simple.

Just let things happen naturally, and leave around 9 PM.

Well, Yusuke Suzuki is also preparing for dinner right now.

It's getting quite dark now.

Vodka opened the car door and got out. Looking at the somewhat strange street and listening to the unfamiliar sounds, he asked in confusion, "Wei Que, what are we doing in Chinatown?"

"Buying ingredients."

Yusuke Suzuki said matter-of-factly, "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

He did come to buy ingredients.

When it comes to things like old hens, good red dates, angelica root, and dendrobium officinale, the products from here are the most reliable.

This experience slightly sparked his interest in systematically studying traditional Chinese medicine.

Let's learn about it using the medical book system first.

It's quite sad, really. In Japan, the preservation and development of traditional Chinese medicine is quite remarkable; he doesn't have to worry about finding good teachers.

After wandering around for a while, Vodka ended up with a bamboo cage containing an old hen.

The two hens were relatively quiet, but they would still flap their wings every now and then.

Vodka, being an organized criminal, naturally wouldn't be afraid of two chickens.

The other items were also purchased without much difficulty.

In less than two hours, Yusuke Suzuki embarked on his journey back to Tokyo.

When they returned to Base 4, Gin was already sitting on the sofa smoking, looking completely refreshed and incredibly calm, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

I doubt the doctor would dare to ask Gin for anything, and even if they did, he probably wouldn't listen.

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at Gin and walked past the lounge door, but Vodka still had to go in and say hello.

Jiajia asked excitedly, "Big brother, you're all better now?"

"It will take a while, but it's nothing serious."

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, his cold gaze sweeping over the cage in Vodka's hand. "What are you going to do with bringing back two live chickens?"

“Oh, this one,” Vodka said, picking up the cage and glancing at it before grinning sheepishly. “Weizhua said freshly slaughtered birds taste better.”