Conan: Naruto

"You probably want to say...【そしてWho is it?"

Fujisawa Toshiaki frowned slightly, placed his hands flat on his legs, and stared at Mouri Kogoro displeased.

Kogoro was slightly startled and had not yet reacted.

"besides."

Shimizu Nanako looked at Mouri Kogoro with slightly narrowed eyes, and said unhappily:

"The author of the work you just mentioned is Agatha Christie, not Conan Doyle, whom I admire."

"What a disappointment."

Kawazu Ikuo waved his hands in displeasure, looked at the unhappy Mouri Kogoro with a speechless expression, and complained unhappily:

"A layman actually infiltrated our tour group."

"indeed."

Fujisawa Toshiaki nodded slightly, turned to look at Kawazu Ikuo, and added with approval:

"It's very unpleasant."

at the same time.

Mouri Kogoro retracted his embarrassing gaze at everyone, pretending to be calm and looked at the back of the seat in front of him, gritting his teeth in his heart and saying angrily:

"D-Damn it!!!"

Mouri Kogoro thought of this and stood up suddenly.

He bent over, poked his head out of the right side of the backrest of Xiaolan's seat in front of him, grabbed the backrest with his left hand, and covered his lips with his right hand. He looked at Xiaolan gloomily and complained inquiringly:

"Xiaolan, do we really have to live with those guys for three days and three nights?"

"dad......!"

Xiaolan turned her head and looked at Mouri Kogoro helplessly, about to persuade.

"It's not just them!"

Hitomi Iwai, a cute girl wearing a red shirt and a dark red high ponytail hanging behind her shoulders, was sitting in the driver's seat.

She held the steering wheel with both hands, looked forward with a bright smile, and happily told:

"Now, the master is driving another car to take other guests to the hotel~"

"what?"

Mouri Kogoro put down his right hand, turned to look at Iwai Hitomi, and complained angrily:

"Are there any other guests?"

Hitomi Iwai has yet to respond.

"Isn't that good?"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Mouri Kogoro with a smile, and innocently persuaded:

“The more people there are, the more fun it is!”

"Haoyue is right~!

Kudo Shinichi patted Dongfang Haoyue's little hand, looked at Haoyue with a smile, and prayed happily:

“It’s best if the whole hotel is filled with Conan Doyle fans~~~!”

"Fool!!

Do you know what it means that the more people there are, the worse it is? ! ! "

Mouri Kogoro looked at Kudo Shinichi angrily, waved his right fist, and was about to give Shinichi a long-lost lesson.

In the flash of lightning, Dongfang Haoyue accurately predicted Kogoro's movements without looking back, and raised his right hand without hesitation.

next second.

"Oh!"

It was the sound of Mouri Kogoro's fist and Dongfang Haoyue's palm colliding with each other.

At this moment, Haoyue held the startled Kudo Shinichi with his left hand, raised his right hand high with the palm upward, supporting Kogoro's downward right fist, and turned his head towards the right back.

Dongfang Haoyue's acting talent was fully realized with a snap of her fingers. She hugged Shinichi with her left hand and instantly regained her composure and sense of security. She looked at Mouri Kogoro who was slightly stunned with tears in her eyes and asked pitifully:

"Uncle, don't bully my Conan!"

"Woooooooo..."

Kudo Shinichi sobbed three times without any tears.

He looked at Mouri Kogoro with grief, pretending to be painful and said:

"Why did uncle hit me...wuwuwu..."

"dad!!!"

Xiaolan was also shocked.

She was keenly aware of the suspicious glances cast by everyone, looked anxiously at the calm Mouri Kogoro, and stopped her urgently:

"Why are you arguing with a child? Sit down quickly!!"

"Hahaha, please don't misunderstand me!"

Mouri Kogoro turned his right hand into a fist and rubbed Dongfang Haoyue's silky hair. He casually looked at the confused people and said with a hearty smile:

"Actually, this kid, Haoyue, wants everyone to be surprised when we meet him for the first time. He asked me in advance to perform with him in the car and make everyone smile."

"Ha ha."

Fujisawa Toshiaki, Kawazu Ikuo and Shimizu Nanako are smiling but not smiling.

They looked with disdain at Mouri Kogoro, who sat back down and looked up at the ceiling, pretending that nothing happened. They all looked down upon him and said in their hearts:

"You think we'll believe your nonsense?"

Everyone thought about this, took the initiative to turn sideways, gathered in a group, and looked at each other back and forth.

Shimizu Nanako slapped the soft thigh fiercely, and was the first to speak, criticizing sullenly:

"That guy is so bad, he actually beats a child!"

"That's right!!"

Kawazu Ikuo made a fist with his right hand and waved it to his chest. He glanced disdainfully at Mouri Kogoro, who was frowning slightly, and angrily scolded:

"It doesn't matter that he is ugly, but he actually beats a child who looks only six or seven years old. Such despicable behavior is really disgusting!"

"Ha, his behavior of beating children is naturally unforgivable. The point is that his cultural level is too low."

Fujisawa Toshiaki stared at Kogoro, whose brows were frowning more and more, without hesitation, and taunted loudly and heart-piercingly:

“We asked him about Conan Doyle’s works and he responded like an idiot about Agatha Christie’s works, even getting the name wrong!!”

During this period.

When Kudo Arata saw Mouri Kogoro sitting back down and decisively ending the emotional performance that made people cry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took the initiative to grab Dongfang Haoyue's right hand that had not yet been let go and put it in front of his stomach, and gently kneaded it one by one with both hands. Holding Haoyue's ten fingers.

next second.

Kudo Shinichi turned his head and looked at Dongfang Haoyue's handsome face through the rearview mirror in the middle of the front row, and sighed happily in his heart:

"Haoyue used to only think that after Detective Maori beat me, he could take the opportunity to rub the red bump on my head, but now he doesn't give Detective Maori any chance to beat me!

Obviously, with the rapid development of the relationship between us, Haoyue's protection of me no longer distinguishes between friend and foe, purely because he does not want me to be harmed in any way~!

Whether it's Detective Maori or Xiaolan, as long as they bully me, Haoyue will help me stop them~~~! "

Kudo Shinichi was thinking about it, his index finger and middle finger gently pressed Dongfang Haoyue's soft palm, and scratched it from time to time. He looked back at Haoyue, whose pretty face was slightly red, and exclaimed with excitement in his heart:

"Haoyue risked her own life to fight against Detective Maori's punches, just to protect me!!!

Really, really super handsome! ! ! ! ! "