The world of science is unscientific

The next day.

Yusuke Suzuki realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his eyes.

Is it already afternoon?

Where the hell did my morning go?

He originally thought that his perception of time would be more normal after the upgrade, but it turned out to be even more outrageous.

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but scratch his hair, get up and walk to the window, using his finger to pull back a corner of the curtains and look outside.

All I can say is that the weather is fine and sunny.

Let's move closer to Kogoro Mouri in a bit.

No, it should be leaning towards Conan.

......

the other side.

Domoto Music Academy.

This area has been sealed off due to the bombing.

Conan was standing outside the cordon, talking on the phone with Ran Mouri.

Because of Hondo Eisuke, he planned to call Mouri Ran last night to assert his dominance.

But because of Hondo Eisuke, he forgot about it again.

Now, Ran Mouri has taken the initiative to call.

"You've heard of the name Domoto Kazuki, right, Shinichi?"

Listening to the voice on the phone.

Conan nodded. "Yeah, there was an explosion at a music academy last week. He was the founder of that school, right?"

Conan wasn't surprised that Ran Mouri, who doesn't usually pay much attention to trending topics, would suddenly start talking about Issei Domoto.

Because after returning home last night, Kogoro Mouri had just found the tickets that Yusuke Suzuki had given him, as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

The uncle is a muddle-headed uncle.

If Suzuki Yusuke hadn't mentioned it yesterday, he would have forgotten about it long ago.

So, last night, the group of them talked about the bombing at the Domoto Music Academy.

That's why Conan is standing here now.

The fact that the tickets were personally delivered by Yusuke Suzuki indicates that the concert to be held by Kazuki Domoto is of a very high standard, and that the new concert hall was built by Suzuki Construction.

Since an explosion has occurred here, Conan definitely has to come and help out, no, he should say, keep order.

By the way, he was super happy to get his new phone last night!

He didn't come to investigate the case because he felt guilty about making malicious assumptions about his friend.

On the phone, Ran Mouri was still introducing Domoto Kazuki to Conan.

Conan responded while investigating the scene.

A few minutes later, Ran Mouri finally got to the point.

"Yusuke gave us tickets to the opening concert of the concert hall. Shinichi, do you want to come?"

"And the park staff told me this morning that we can also visit the rehearsal."

Go, go, go! Why don't you go?

Conan thought this to himself, but still refused aloud, saying, "I'm sorry, Ran, I won't be able to come back for a while."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he found a piano key that had been blown off under the bushes in the green belt.

To be blown so far away, one can imagine just how powerful the bomb was.

Damn it, those bad memories are coming back.

That group of lunatics sent nearly 40 bombs to Beika Central Hospital that day.

If they wanted to, they could probably just blow up the hospital.

Ran Mouri had already guessed he would say that, so she simply started to whine, "Let's go together, Shinichi, we can hear that famous Stradivarius violin being played."

"You play the violin yourself, right? Wouldn't you like to hear a live performance?"

Ran Mouri is trying to coax Shinichi Kudo into putting down what he's doing and coming back.

Conan, however, directly used his tracking glasses to lock onto an old man, completely ignoring what Ran Mouri was saying.

The old man stood solemnly beneath the bombed-out music room before quietly leaving.

"Are you listening, Shinichi?"

At that moment, Ran Mouri's slightly irritable voice entered Conan's ears.

Conan felt a chill run down his spine. "Ah...uh...of course I was listening."

He made a rough guess and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm just busy investigating a case I have on hand."

Ran Mouri frowned immediately. She glanced at the clueless detective who was observing her, then walked into the kitchen as if nothing was wrong, lowered her voice, and said aggrievedly.

"Last night you clearly told me to remember that you would definitely make me happy."

"Is this how you make me happy...?"

Conan: "???"

Xiaolan, you've changed.

You weren't like this before!

Oh no, I need help online.

How should he respond to that?

As he hesitated, Ran Mouri continued, "Can't you spare a little time?"

"Rehearsals will begin the day after tomorrow. The exact date of the concert has not yet been determined, but it will definitely be confirmed before the day after tomorrow."

"I can ask Yusuke or Sonoko to reserve tickets for me..."

Conan felt a chill run down his spine. "I told you I have to investigate the case, I don't have time."

Ran Mouri persisted, "But you might finish your investigation very soon."

Sorry, at the moment, the case is one that cannot be fully investigated...

Conan was caught in a dilemma, and Ran Mouri's incessant chatter was indeed getting on his nerves.

In order to investigate the case, he first had to record the clues he found that day.

He blurted out instinctively, "No need, you don't have to be so nosy."

He realized his mistake as soon as he said it.

Sure enough, Ran Mouri's voice on the other end of the phone turned colder.

"Don't be so nosy!"

Then, Ran Mouri's voice immediately changed to the word "danger" and landed on Conan's big head.

"Yes, you are right."

"Anyway, I'm just a busybody, a fool who only knows karate."

Conan still wanted to try and salvage the situation by offering an explanation.

But Ran Mouri had no intention of giving him a chance and immediately started mocking him.

"Even if you hear the Stradivarius, Shinichi, you won't become Sherlock Holmes."

"Because you... are tone-deaf."

Conan: "..."

Xiao Lan...you brat...

Ran Mouri continued, "Fine, just keep trying your best, tone-deaf detective."

After saying that, she hung up the phone and muttered angrily to herself, "I will never ask that mystery fanatic out again!"

Kogoro Mouri, who was watching from the sidelines, subconsciously swallowed.

This is so similar to Eri in high school.

Wouldn't he be just like Shinichi Kudo?

What nonsense!

The bumbling detective quickly and forcefully shook off his newspaper, banishing all his inexplicable thoughts.

At that moment, Ran Mouri made another phone call.

It was a video call.

connected.

Conan's face appeared before her eyes.

"Hmm? Conan, your expression seems a little off."

Chapter 998 Jealous King Conan

Listen to Ran Mouri's gentle voice.

Conan thought to himself that his girlfriend seemed to have a split personality.

He forced a smile at the phone, "Ah...no, is there something you need, Sister Xiaolan?"

Ran Mouri asked in a lighthearted tone, "I wanted to ask what you'd like for dinner tonight. How about curry rice? Or would you like something else?"

"I'll just have curry rice."

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind her.