Detective Conan: The Ultimate Growth Space

"I wonder if anyone would be interested in making a detective reasoning game."

"Detective mystery game?"

"good."

“We’re here to celebrate, and now we’re going to solve a case? That’s not a good idea,” Terahara Mari said.

"I think this is great, but what are we deducing, a murder case?"

"As Ms. Terahara said, it would be too unlucky to deduce a murder case. Let's try something else today, and deduce a secret in Mr. Tatsuya's heart."

"A secret in my heart?" Tatsuya Kimura asked curiously.

Tatsuya Kimura has a pretty good personality.

Although she may not be the most eloquent person at times, she is not the kind of person that is particularly annoying.

Otherwise, Zhiyong would have just watched him get poisoned without warning him.

Of course, Zhiyong doesn't intend to tell everyone about the possible cases that might occur.

Actually, this murder case...

Once the misunderstanding between the two is resolved and they both understand each other's feelings, the case will not happen again.

The gardeners always loved watching the drama unfold.

The other band members were also very willing to help to ease the awkwardness.

However, it depends on the person involved, Tatsuya Kimura.

"Really? I'm also very curious about the secret in my heart," Kimura Tatsuya said casually.

"I am very interested in Chinese culture. There is a saying: 'A scholar will die for one who understands him, and a woman will adorn herself for one who appreciates her.' There is also a saying: 'Everyone has a love of beauty.' I wonder if you agree?"

"What do you mean?" Tatsuya Kimura's expression changed slightly.

“From the moment I met you, I realized that you must be deeply in love with Ms. Terahara, the band’s manager,” Zhiyong explained with a smile.

"What? Tatsuya loves Mari?"

How could that be?

Everyone was looking at Terahara Mari and Kimura Tatsuya.

Normally, no one would have noticed that the two loved each other.

The two looked at each other, but neither said a word.

Tatsuya Kimura picked up his glass again and drank.

Zhiyong didn't answer the other people's questions, but continued, "I noticed a faint sadness in your eyes when you saw Ms. Terahara, and you called her an ugly monster just now. At first, I was a little confused and thought you were joking, but your expression didn't seem like it. Why would you call such a beautiful woman an ugly monster? After observing Ms. Terahara, I understand the reason."

"Sato, tell me quickly, what's the reason?" Sonoko asked, full of gossip.

“I’m also very eager to know the reason,” Terahara Mari asked, somewhat excitedly.

"If I'm not mistaken, Ms. Terahara must have had plastic surgery, right?" Zhiyong didn't answer directly, but asked in return.

"Well... yes, I have had plastic surgery."

“I think that’s the reason. Mr. Tatsuya wants you to be yourself and not care about what other people think.”

"Is that so, Tatsuya?" Terahara Mari asked, her voice trembling.

Tatsuya Kimura was silent for a moment, then said, "That's right, why did you get plastic surgery? Why do you care about what other people think?"

"Tatsuya, I'm doing this so that I can be more worthy of you."

"But I don't care about what other people think at all, and I still hope you can be yourself."

The two looked at each other in silence.

"Neither of you did anything wrong, yet you both did something wrong."

"Everyone loves beauty, and every girl wants to be beautiful and charming. Of course, wouldn't it be even better if you could get the other person's consent?"

“Mr. Tatsuya is still too obsessive. Even if Ms. Terahara has had plastic surgery, doesn’t that mean she’s still Terahara Mari? Do you love her as a person or just her face? So, if she’s disfigured, are you going to abandon her?”

Zhiyong's words surprised both of them.

"How could I do this? I love Mari."

"If two people want to live together for a long time, they need to do what the other person needs, not what they think the other person needs. Many things require open and honest communication between the two people. We don't have telepathy, and we don't know what the other person is thinking. The reason why the two of you have been fighting like this is because you lack communication with each other."

"Thank you for reminding me, Sato-kun. Otherwise, I don't know when I would have understood."

Kimura Tatsuya took Chiyu's hand and said gratefully.

Zhiyong joked, "I'm straight, I don't do gay stuff."

Because Zhiyong cleared up the misunderstanding between the two in advance, the murder did not occur.

Seeing the two of them embracing and crying, Zhiyong was also deeply moved.

Sonoko, the flower-obsessed girl, was extremely disappointed.

I saw Tatsuya Kimura and Mari Terahara hugging each other.

"My grand plan to woo handsome guys has failed once again," Sonoko thought to herself in silence.

Although he didn't receive the ghost this time, Zhiyong didn't care.

Zhiyong and Meihezi haven't been together for very long, but they are currently deeply in love.

Therefore, helping the two to become a couple was simply a matter of wisdom and courage acting on a whim.

Of course, I also wish him and Miwako happiness in the days to come.

……

Chapter 45 Conan's Legendary Mother

During the daytime of the second day.

The snowflakes drifted down from the sky, like white butterflies in flight.

The cars on the road were moving very slowly, appearing from a distance like snails crawling.

The pedestrians on the street had lost their former agility and were walking with a limp, like old people.

In this kind of weather, Zhiyong really dislikes going out.

Feeling bored at home alone, Zhiyong went to a coffee shop.

There weren't many people at the coffee shop in the morning.

Zhiyong exchanged gifts with a woman at a coffee shop.

He took some snacks from the coffee shop to the Mouri Detective Agency.

Today is Sunday. Apart from Kogoro Mouri, Ran and Conan are both at the agency.

Kogoro Mori sat on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Conan is playing a game.

Kogoro Mouri and Ran were both very happy to see Zhiyong enter.

Conan glanced at the person who had arrived, feeling quite annoyed, but ignored him and continued playing his game.

"Sato, I'm so sorry to trouble you again," Ran said very politely.

Zhiyong was quite helpless about Xiaolan's politeness.

However, now that Zhiyong has Miwako, he no longer has any expectations for Xiaolan.

I've let go of Xiaolan in my heart too.

The group ate and chatted.

Ran suddenly asked, "Conan, it's been a long time since your parents sent you to live with us and went to work abroad. Don't you miss your parents?"

While playing the game, Conan said, "I don't want to. Anyway, I'm used to it. They're always busy."

"Seriously, what kind of parents are these? They've never shown up or even made a phone call. They're so irresponsible," Kogoro Mouri chimed in.

After hearing Kogoro Mouri's words, Conan broke out in a cold sweat and stopped playing the game.

Zhiyong couldn't help but laugh. He said, "Yeah, Conan, your parents haven't abandoned you, have they? Why don't you ask for their phone number and call them so Uncle Mori can teach them a lesson?"

"Um, I forgot their phone number," Conan replied cautiously.

"I remember Professor Agasa entrusted him to us, right? Could it be that his parents don't know Conan lives in our house?" Kogoro Mouri asked Ran.

"Yes," Xiaolan replied.

“In that case, let’s call Professor Agasa and ask for his parents’ phone number so we can get in touch with them,” Kogoro Mouri suggested.

"No...no, you can't do that, you absolutely can't do that," Conan replied hastily.

"Ding dong."

Just then, the office doorbell rang.

Xiao Lan thought a customer had come to ask for her help, so she hurriedly went to open the door.

"Why? Don't you miss your mom and dad? Or did you do something that you're afraid your mom and dad will find out?" Kogoro Mouri asked.

Conan was thinking about how to answer.

Ran said happily, "Here you are, Conan, your mother has come to pick you up."

Conan was a little confused when he saw a plump middle-aged woman walk in through the door.

“My mother is Yukiko Kudo, how could she possibly be such a fat old lady?”

Just as Conan was surprised.

The plump auntie walked in, opened her arms, and said, "Your mother and father have been abroad for a while, leaving you alone for so long. Now your mother is taking you home."

After saying that, he squatted down and hugged Conan.

Conan struggled to break free from the plump woman's embrace and asked in confusion, "Who are you? I don't know you at all!"

"She's not your mother?" Xiaolan asked, puzzled.