Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"what?"

Kudo Shinichi smiled slightly and made a puzzled sound as expected.

Dongfang Haoyue put his hands behind his back, clasped them together, stared blankly at Shinichi, and thought in confusion:

"I have to say, an excellent detective is also very good at lying, but if I were to be deceived like this, I...I..."

Dongfang Haoyue pouted her red lips, and said in her heart with a clear conscience:

"Once I know the truth, I will definitely bully Shinichi severely!"

When Dongfang Haoyue thought of this, the corners of his mouth curled up in an exquisite arc that was very pleasing.

Kudo Shinichi noticed Haoyue's strange expression from the corner of his eye, stared at her blankly, and thought in confusion:

"what happened?

Haoyue seems to be angry with me?

Well...according to Haoyue's expression...

Haoyue is standing up for Xiaolan who was deceived???

No...No way...!"

As Kudo Shinichi thought about it, several drops of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Dongfang Haoyue noticed Shinichi's timid look and looked at him kindly, with an innocent look on her cute face.

at the same time.

Xiaolan was stunned in place, thinking in surprise:

"Does Shinichi really not know or is he pretending not to know?

Previously in the car, he heard everything that happened to my father back then, so why would he subconsciously make doubtful sounds now?

Um......

It must be because his acting is so good, or he might have predicted what I would say and was fully prepared mentally!"

Xiaolan thought of this and pretended to be depressed:

"I finally understand...why Mom chose to leave Dad..."

"what?"

Kudo Shinichi quickly came back to his senses, and once again predicted what Xiaolan would say. He made a surprised sound at the right time, and asked in a puzzled manner:

"what's going on?"

"whispering sound."

Xiaolan spat slightly, rolled her eyes at the ceiling speechlessly, and said sarcastically in her heart:

"You haven't revealed your true colors yet. You are truly a great reasoner who can see through people's hearts!"

"what happened?"

Shinichi Kudo listened to the faint sound coming from the microphone and knew that Xiaolan was very angry but she couldn't do anything about it, so he pretended to be ignorant and asked the question.

Xiaolan held the end of the microphone tightly with her left hand, forcibly suppressing her shame and indignation, and pretended to be calm as she finished telling the story of what Detective Maori had done that year.

"Oh, that's right."

Kudo Shinichi nodded as if he suddenly understood something, and confirmed seriously:

"It turns out your dad was a sharpshooter but he shot your mom."

"Yes."

Xiaolan responded without thinking, complaining incomprehensibly:

"No matter how confident Dad is in his marksmanship, he shouldn't have shot at the criminal holding Mom hostage, and he shouldn't have refused to answer Haoyue's questions about what happened that year!

Besides, if he wasn’t so arrogant, how could his mother have run away from home for ten years!!!"

Xiaolan became angrier and angrier as she spoke. She couldn't help but slam the desk hard, and there was a loud "bang!"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were so frightened that they trembled violently. They looked at each other with fear and prayed in their hearts:

"That desk won't die because of this...!"

"Hey, Shinichi."

Xiaolan stared at the landline phone intently, called Kudo Shinichi unceremoniously, and said coldly with a threatening tone:

"If it were you, you wouldn't do that."

"Um...should...should not, but..."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the landline phone timidly, and rationally made up for Maori Kogoro:

"But I think there was a deeper reason why your father shot Aunt Eiri, and what you saw with your own eyes may not be the truth of the matter."

"What...what are you talking about?"

Xiaolan supported the desk with her left hand, stared blankly at the landline phone, and said incomprehensibly:

"I do not understand."

"Ah, it's getting late, we should go to bed."

Kudo Shinichi didn't know why Maori Kogoro shot back then, and Xiaolan was obviously accumulating anger. If he continued the conversation, something bad might happen. So he simply changed the subject and said goodbye in an encouraging way:

"Xiaolan, cheer up, bye."

"Hey, wait..."

Xiaolan was very familiar with Kudo Shinichi and knew that he was about to hang up the phone. She tried anxiously to stop him but in vain. Then she heard the merciless "beep, beep, beep" sound and froze in place.

During this period.

Kudo Shinichi lightly put the receiver back and hung up the phone. He skillfully switched back to the voice changer, turned around and looked at Dongfang Haoyue, took the initiative to reach out for her soft little hand, and said with a smile on his face, expectantly:

"Come~

Let’s go home~!”

Actually...

Kudo Shinichi said with great confidence in his heart:

"No matter what, as long as I get close to Haoyue in time, Haoyue won't cause trouble for me because of Xiaolan~"

"Do you remember what happened?"

Dongfang Haoyue did not dwell on the fact that Kudo Shinichi had deceived Xiaolan, nor did she hold Shinichi's white and tender little hand. She looked at him mischievously, smiled wickedly, and raised a hazy mist in a radius of thirty meters at will.

"what......"

Kudo Shinichi retracted his hand awkwardly, looked around fearlessly and then looked at Dongfang Haoyue, asking without knowing anything:

"Why is there mist rising from the bright moon?"

"Of course because..."

Dongfang Haoyue leisurely dragged out the tone, suddenly turned 180 degrees, with his back to Kudo Shinichi, stretched his hands behind him, and carried him on his back with perfect skill.

Shinichi reflexively embraced Haoyue with his arms, clamped his legs around Haoyue's soft waist, and rested his chin on her right shoulder. His handsome face flushed with charming blushes. He turned his head to look at her handsome profile and said shyly:

"It turns out that Haoyue wanted to carry me home on his back like he did before..."

"Not only that~"

Dongfang Haoyue pushed the door open with the wind, his heart floating in the air at will, and he flew to the Maori Detective Agency at super speed. He turned his head to look at Kudo Shinichi, smiled sweetly and said:

"Carrying Shinichi on my back while flying is a brand new experience that has never happened before~!"

"Okay...it seems to be true. In the past, Haoyue always held my hand when flying in the air, or I held Haoyue's arm. He never carried me on his back."

Kudo Shinichi recalled for a moment, looked at Dongfang Haoyue with approval, carefully felt the cool breeze coming towards him, and said with nostalgic joy:

“This feels pretty good too~!”

"Really?"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at the road ahead and smiled with satisfaction.

She flew steadily to the bottom of the stairs of the Mori Detective Agency, rushed up the stairs to the door on the third floor, took out the key from the right pocket of Kudo Shinichi's shorts with the wind, opened the door and pushed it open, and quickly flew into the house.

Shinichi hugged Haoyue tightly from beginning to end, and his fair face was filled with love.

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at the same time.

Maori Detective Agency.

Xiaolan gradually came back to her senses, staring at the landline phone with her eyes fixed, and put the receiver back with a "click". She made a decisive decision in her mind:

"Okay, if you dare to hang up on me like this, I will confront you right now and explain everything to you!!"

Xiaolan looked up at the gate, her clear eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she analyzed calmly in her heart:

"Just now, Shinichi and Haoyue must have sneaked to the phone booth outside to call the office. As long as I go to Dad's bedroom and wait for Shinichi and Haoyue to come back, they will naturally be unable to explain why they ran out so late."

As Xiaolan was thinking, her body had already automatically walked to the door, opened it without even looking, and walked out.

She interrupted her thoughts, closed the door, turned right, and ran up the stairs angrily.