Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"what?"

Sakai Ryuichi looked back at the window in surprise, and was extremely surprised to find...

Kudo Shinichi pulled Dongfang Haoyue on his left and jumped onto the windowsill, then climbed down through the window without any hesitation.

Xiaolan witnessed this scene and subconsciously exclaimed:

"Conan, Haoyue!?"

Before Xiaolan finished her words, she quickly and gently put down Suzuki Sonoko in her arms, stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the window with swiftness and force.

On the other side, there is pure white snow outside the window.

"Yo~"

Kudo Shinichi kept running along a series of shoe prints embedded in the snow near the villa. He tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Haoyue who was pretending nothing had happened, and guessed with interest:

"Did you forge the shoe prints on purpose?"

"Ah ha ha......"

Dongfang Haoyue was unable to hide her feelings and smiled awkwardly.

She knew that Kudo Shinichi had cleverly seen through her and was imitating the method of using ninjutsu to forge real shoe prints that Shinichi and the Dark Detective had taught them when they last participated in the Sherlock Holmes Travel Agency with the Dark Detective in Osaka.

"Hey!!"

Xiaolan climbed over the window sill in one go, quickly chasing after Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi who had not run far, and stopped them unhappily:

"Don't run around!!!"

"Next..."

Kudo Shinichi ignored Xiaolan as usual, running along the shoe prints at high speed, turning around the villa, and playing leisurely:

"See if this set of shoe prints leads to the gate of the villa as I thought."

"Hahaha......"

Dongfang Haoyue scratched his head with his left hand and smiled awkwardly but politely.

Six seconds later.

Kudo Shinichi stopped at the steps of the wooden pavilion outside the villa's gate, with an unexpected arc on the corner of his mouth, and smiled gently and elegantly:

"really."

"ah!!"

Dongfang Haoyue saw that the matter was almost exposed, and found that Xiaolan, who was not far to the right, was getting closer and closer. He looked down at the shoe prints on the snow below the steps, covered his face with his hands in fear, and said in panic with full acting skills:

“The shoe prints, the shoe prints disappear here!!

Has the criminal returned to this villa? Everyone could be killed at any time!!!"

"Shoe prints...murder..."

Xiaolan stopped lightly on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, then lowered her head belatedly and looked nervously at the heavy shoe prints that looked like those of a demon.

Kudo Shinichi glanced at Haoyue expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he covered his face with one hand in his heart, complaining helplessly:

"Haoyue's performance was really wonderful!"

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After a short time, the moon was shining brightly.

Vacation villa, Suzuki Sonoko's bedroom.

Except for Atsushi Mori, everyone else was scattered here.

Xiaolan knelt beside the bed, supporting her legs with her hands, and looked at Suzuki Sonoko lying flat on the bed with concern, praying worriedly:

"Yuanzi, please get well soon..."

at the same time.

Kudo Shinichi stood on Xiaolan's right, looking at her quietly and silently.

Dongfang Haoyue stood on Xiaolan's left, quietly looking at Xiaolan who was like an angel emitting pure white light, and gently comforted her in her heart:

"Sonoko is just sleeping normally, Xiaolan, don't worry about her~"

The thought just fell.

"She probably just overdosed on narcotics."

Nakamura Misato was wearing a pure white apron.

She knelt quietly half a meter to the left of Xiaolan, and gently helped Mihara Akiko, who was kneeling on the ground in front of her, to clean the wound on her forehead. She turned her head to look at Xiaolan and said softly to comfort her:

"I think...it won't be long before Sonoko wakes up."

"hiss......"

It was Yonehara Koko's sound of pain.

"what!"

Nakamura Misato hastily looked at Yonehara Akiko, who was accidentally hurt by her, and continued to clean the wound on her forehead meticulously, and subconsciously apologized:

"I'm sorry, I was distracted...!"

After a short time.

"Xiaolan."

Nakamura Misato finished cleaning and elegantly put the tools for cleaning the wound back into the medical tool box on the right. She turned back to look at Xiaolan and confirmed with suppressed fear:

"The shoe print you just mentioned...is it real or fake?"

"it is true."

Xiaolan pressed her thigh with her fingers, turned her head to look at Nakamura Misato, and described with an uneasy look:

"The shoe prints extended from Mr. Yonehara's window to the front door of the villa."

“Is that so…”

Nakamura Misato was extremely nervous.

"Hahaha."

Shimoda Kohei stood behind Kudo Shinichi to the right, pretending to be strong and looking at Xiaolan, and said with a panic-filled comfort:

"We can't yet conclude that those are the criminal's shoe prints."

"What an idiot."

Kudo Shinichi turned 180 degrees, looked at Shimoda Kohei as if he were a fool, pointed his right finger at Xiaolan, and reminded her carelessly:

"If Mr. Yonehara's bedroom door wasn't locked, Sister Xiaolan wouldn't have kicked it!"

"Yes, yes!"

Dongfang Haoyue nimbly ran to the left of Kudo Shinichi, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Shimoda Kohei, who was slightly upset, as a matter of course, and analyzed righteously:

"Since the door is locked, the criminal can only escape through the window and leave shoe prints behind!"