He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Monday afternoon, 4:15.

Teitan High School Karate Club, center of the dojo.

Bang! ! !

The air exploded with a deafening roar, and a black figure was sent flying backward! Before the person could regain their footing, a white lightning bolt had already closed the distance in an instant, delivering a side kick! A devastating blow!

"Take this elbow strike!"

The black figure appeared rather bulky at first glance, but moved nimbly to dodge the side kick, and then swung an elbow at the attacker's throat. The attacker tilted his head back, his body following the movement of his leg, and his hands instinctively grabbed the black figure's waist.

Twist your waist and hips, and throw me down!

"Twin peaks piercing the ears!"

A sharp pain shot through both temples. The white figure hurriedly retreated, attempting a takedown, but lacking the strength. The moment the black figure's back touched the ground, it immediately rolled to the side.

Bang! ! !

He stepped onto the shattered wooden floor, but before he could pull back, his ankles were grabbed by both hands and pulled diagonally, while his other knee was suddenly thrust from behind.

The white figure lost its balance and fell to the ground.

"Next up are ground techniques, senpai!"

"Don't forget the lesson we learned last time, Mizuki-kun!"

"I have a killer move this time, I'm sure I'll strangle you unconscious!"

"Then give it a try!"

Bang dong!

Bang dong!

This is the entanglement of the strong!

Gollum—

The onlookers couldn't help but swallow hard again, but unlike when they first saw Kiyoko Yukimatsu this morning, when they were awestruck by her pure, cool beauty, this time...

Scared?

Oh no! Ran, the humanoid Gundam, has gone berserk! Are they going to get blown up?

Mizuki-kun, keep it up!

Unfortunately, in the end, Ying Sheng was defeated!

Ying Sheng collapsed to the ground, raising his hands in defeat, panting heavily.

There was no way around it; without resorting to murderous intent, the physical difference between him and Xiaolan was too great, and it couldn't be bridged by skill alone.

As for using murderous intent, there is simply no such possibility.

Xiaolan stood up, shook her karate uniform with both hands, and turned to look at the group of people in the corner of the dojo...

huh?

What about people?

Xiaolan's big eyes were full of doubt. Where were all her teammates from the karate club?

"Ten seconds ago, the last cute girl also looked in the mirror and ran away decisively. It's all your fault for aiming at my face and scaring her," Ying Sheng said with a smile.

"Because I know you can definitely block it."

Xiaolan sighed and walked to the edge of the dojo to get the energy drink she had prepared beforehand, as well as the most important thing.

"Chocolate, open your mouth, ah..."

*Smack smack* — "Too sweet, I must have bought the wrong thing."

"I specifically chose this one; it'll definitely raise blood sugar faster."

"It's hard to say. High sweetness doesn't necessarily mean high sugar content. What if it's additives? Give me some saliva to suppress it."

Xiao Lan opened the drink and poured half a bottle into Ying Sheng's mouth like she was pouring wine. She stopped when he blinked, closed the drink, and tossed it aside, then fell to the ground herself.

Her back pressed against Ying Sheng's hand, so she moved to the side.

The air in the empty dojo remained silent for a long time, and Ying Sheng's aura gradually calmed down.

“First of all, let’s be clear, you’re not taking your anger out on me, are you?” Ying Sheng said.

"Sorry, this is just venting," Xiaolan said in a muffled voice.

"Then I'm going to get angry. Using me as a punching bag is the most insulting thing I've ever heard of."

"But if I said I had no emotions at all, that would be too fake, and I would be treating you like an idiot."

"As long as you say it, I will believe it."

"Yeah, right, you would just turn around and leave."

"Haha, you've been seen through."

Ying Sheng laughed and said, "Of course you should express your dissatisfaction. That's definitely a good thing. But if the target isn't an innocent person like me, but Kudo who makes you angry, that would be even better."

"Please," Xiaolan raised her hand to cover her face, "can't you just not mention him?"

Ying Sheng casually said, "You can refer to him as 'Detective' as well. In any case, you actually know why he pays so much attention to Xue Song. So why are you still so concerned?"

"Because that guy didn't tell me the truth!"

Xiaolan said indignantly, "I overheard your conversation inside the izakaya, and I know he suspects Xuesong and thinks she's the mastermind behind everything. But when I asked him, he wouldn't say a word. What's he up to?!"

"It's probably just a three-point agreement."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Hotaru pouted: "Because of the police's brutal investigation tactics, Yukio's reputation at Beika High School has been severely damaged, forcing her to transfer schools. But without a doubt, Teitan High School, with its detective, is definitely not her target."

Her transfer to our class was definitely arranged by the detective, to facilitate his surveillance and investigation.

Even if Xuesong had no choice but to agree to such an unreasonable request, she would naturally have put forward equivalent conditions. I think at least one of them would be to guarantee her reputation on campus.

And Kudo, of course, would agree.

The analysis was reasonable, but Xiaolan still harbored some resentment: "Can't even I tell you?"

"Ha, what's your relationship with him?"

"I am someone who knows about the case and is also a party involved!"

"This shows that what you know is just a drop in the ocean, far from enough. As for Mr. Mori's matter, didn't the newspapers clarify it twice this morning? It was all a pure accident. Yesterday's investigation was just Inspector Megure abusing his power out of personal friendship. He has already bowed and apologized in front of the cameras."

Xiaolan muttered to herself, "This looks like a scam."

Hotaru laughed and said, "Even Kudo can't refute this conclusion, so it must be true. By the way, how is Mr. Mori? Now that the matter is over, you can go visit him, right?"

"Inspector Megure has given me the address. I'm going there at 5:30. What time is it now?"

Xiaolan got up to check the time, but Yingsheng grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back down.

"It's only 2:30 now," Ying Sheng said earnestly.

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him and was about to get up again when she heard, "There's no need to cook for him. Just order nutritious meals. They're well-balanced and taste better than what you make yourself."

Xiaolan gritted her teeth: "You think my cooking is bad?"

"I've never eaten it, how would I know? But normally speaking, it's definitely not as good as a professional one. If you're not convinced, try one yourself later and compare. I'd like to hope you're better than the chef."

"why?"

"Of course I'm asking you to make me lunchboxes. Whether it's out of friendship or as a form of employment, cooking myself is such a hassle. The ones I brought before were made by someone else, but unfortunately she recently resigned and changed jobs."

"..."

Xiao Lan was speechless: "So you really are a young master, huh? You even have a cook for you."

"If I had to say, I can cook too."

"The kind that won't kill you?"

"correct."

"That's good, much better than my mom." Xiaolan stood up again and extended her hand to Yingsheng: "Let's go."

"what?"

"I'll buy groceries and cook, and show you what real culinary skills are!"

Chapter 71 Shocks Sherry for a Hundred Years!

"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."

At 4:50 p.m., in the imported supermarket next to Mihana Station, Hotaru pointed to a box of Wagyu beef in a refrigerated display case that was marked as having been slaughtered less than an hour ago, and said with a smile.

"When I cook for myself, I just buy these, add salt water, and boil them. They actually taste pretty good."

Xiaolan glanced at the price tag and covered her face in exasperation.

"A waste of natural resources."

"To be honest, I also find it troublesome. Why hasn't the world invented any nutrients yet? One capsule could last all day, how convenient that would be," Ying Sheng sighed.

Xiaolan looked at him in shock: "Are you the kind of person who was born to be a corporate slave? Do you know how terrible a nightmare this will bring?"

"Why not just sell the capsules at a higher price than regular food? Most people will still choose to cook."

"...Industrialization will eventually bring prices down, and then you won't have anything to eat even if you want to."

"Therefore, centralized power is needed to regulate all aspects of society with a great will, so that while maintaining order, it can also eliminate toxins and waste like metabolism, and never, ever make a mistake."

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless: "That sounds terrifying, and do you really have to say all this in the supermarket? Your Wagyu beef will taste bitter."

"Oh, that wouldn't be good." Hotaru asked curiously, "By the way, what were you planning to do later?"

"It's up to you, aren't you looking for a comparison?"

"Then let's have spicy hot pot. I don't know how to season it, and it's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying taste."