Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

after a while.

Bright living room.

Except for Xiaolan, Suzuki Sonoko and Nakamura Misato, everyone gathered around the dining table.

"call......"

Atsushi Mori sat on a wooden chair with his back to the fireplace and exhaled a breath of carbon dioxide slowly.

He withdrew his obscure gaze from the curry rice on the table in front of him, turned his head to look at Yonehara Akiko who was pulling out a wooden chair from under the table half a meter to the right, and thanked her deeply:

"Thank you so much for preparing even this dish for me."

"You're welcome."

Yonehara Akiko sat on the wooden chair gracefully, turned to look at Mori Atsushi, and explained gently:

"The remaining curry and rice is just enough for one person."

"Even so."

Mori Atsushi changed the subject and brought up the past in a low voice:

"I also won't forget what happened three years ago."

"okay."

Mihara Koko smiled politely.

Kudo Shinichi sat on the right side of Yonehara, looking at Mori Atsushi thoughtfully, and thought hesitantly in his heart:

"What happened three years ago... should I ask Haoyue who might know about it or ask Mori Atsushi who is a newspaper reporter?

Um......"

Kudo Shinichi turned his head to look at Dongfang Haoyue who was eating voraciously on the right, smiled dotingly, and made a calm decision in his heart:

"It's better to ask Mori Atsushi."

Kudo Shinichi turned his head, looked at Mori Atsushi innocently, and asked curiously:

"Hey, what happened three years ago?"

Atsushi Mori was slightly stunned and was about to respond.

"Don't take it to heart!"

Sakai Ryuichi sat to the left of Mori Atsushi, with his back to the closed and far-away living room door. He hastily looked at Kudo Shinichi across the dining table, smiled awkwardly and said perfunctorily:

"You are still young, there is no need for you to know such things."

The voice just fell.

Nakamura Misato pushed the door open and walked in.

She walked towards the dining table at a leisurely pace, carrying a light brown tray with two plates of steaming curry and rice.

"what?"

Yonehara Akiko looked at Nakamura Misaki's tray in surprise and confirmed in astonishment:

"Those two people didn't eat?"

"Yes."

Nakamura Misato walked to the right of Dongfang Haoyue, put the tray on the dining table, pulled out the wooden chair embedded under the table, sat down leisurely, turned to look at Yonehara Akiko, and explained elegantly:

"Lan said...she wants to wait until Sonoko wakes up and have dinner together."

"That's it..."

Yonehara Akiko sighed softly, as if she was sad, and said politely:

"Thank you for the trip, Mr. Shiri."

The voice just fell.

Shimoda Kohei sat to the left of Sakai Ryuichi, put down his chopsticks and complained unhappily:

"It's Sugiyama-sensei who messed up everything."

"Jingle bell bell."

It was a short telephone ring.

"Eh?"

Nakamura Misato stood up and looked elegantly at the landline phone on the short wooden cabinet not far to the right, curiously seeking advice:

"Who would call at this late hour?"

"Is that Sugiyama-sensei?"

Sakai Takaichi stood up and looked at the landline phone with an honest look.

“That guy!!”

Shimoda Kohei suddenly stood up, rushed to the front of the wooden cabinet in dissatisfaction, picked up the microphone and put it to his ear, angrily scolding:

"Hey, Sugiyama!

I know you are hiding in this villa!

Stop hiding, get out now..."

The work of farming in the fields came to an abrupt halt.

He listened to the strange voice coming from the microphone and said subconsciously:

"what?"

Shimoda Kohei listened to the other party's words again and replied with a little embarrassment:

“Oh, yes.

No problem, the heating is still working fine. ”

Except for Dongfang Haoyue who was crying out in pain, everyone looked at Xiatian Gengping in confusion and no one said a word.

Kouhei put the microphone back, turned around and looked at everyone, explaining in a bad mood:

"The other party was the manager of the villa. He said that he had not turned on the heating since the snow and was a little worried that we would be cold."

Upon hearing this, Kudo Shinichi casually swallowed the curry rice that Dongfang Haoyue fed him with a white ceramic spoon, stared at Shimoda Kohei, and thought in his heart:

“Sure enough, there is something wrong with this villa.

Since the administrator did not turn on the heating after the snow, my reasoning based on the icicles on the eaves that someone entered the villa and turned on the heating before we arrived at the villa was completely correct.

In other words, Mr. Sugiyama, who never showed up from beginning to end, may have driven here and left, or he may have come here with someone but was attacked by the other person, fell into a coma or died.

Finally, the criminal hid Shanshan and drove to meet us.

Considering my deduction about Mr. Yonehara attacking Sonoko, maybe... I can assume that the criminal is Yonehara."

Kudo Shinichi turned into a ruthless eating machine and swallowed the curry rice fed by Dongfang Haoyue again. He calmly judged in his heart:

"As long as I ask, Haoyue will tell me everything he knows, but...

If Mr. Miyuan deceived Haoyue, then what Haoyue knew three years ago might not be entirely true.

To be on the safe side, I will carefully investigate the incident three years ago that no one has mentioned."

Thinking of this, Kudo Shinichi swallowed the curry and rice that Dongfang Haoyue fed him once again, so that the plates of curry and rice on the table in front of him became much emptier.

Yonehara Koko and Nakamura Miuri were stunned the whole time.

They stared blankly at the smiling Dongfang Haoyue and the worried Kudo Shinichi, and said in confusion in their hearts:

"Kids nowadays...will do their best to feed their partner when the other person is thinking about something...?

Wait... that spoon...

That spoon was used by Haoyue himself???"

Yonehara Koko and Nakamura Miuri thought about this, and their pupils were shaken.

Kudo Shinichi roughly chewed the curry rice fed by Dongfang Haoyue and swallowed it as usual. He pulled her, who had put back the ceramic spoon in advance and prepared herself mentally, to jump off the wooden chair and rushed to the open door with steady steps.

"Hey!"

Nakamura Misato looked back at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi who rushed out the door, and asked with concern:

"Where are you going?"

"Bathroom~!"

Dongfang Haoyue slowed down, looked at Nakamura Misato with a smile on his face, and responded before Kudo Shinichi.

Shinichi stepped on the corridor floor, withdrew his peaceful gaze from looking at Shiri, and continued to drag Haoyue towards the bathroom far in the front right.

Nakamura Misato looked at them in confusion as they gradually walked away, and said in her heart with incomprehensible embarrassment:

“You can laugh so happily even when you go to the bathroom?

It’s so frustrating, I just don’t understand today’s students at all…!”

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After a short time.

Spacious restroom.

Kudo Shinichi carefully locked the door, dragged Dongfang Haoyue towards the open glass window in the distance ahead, and his left hand reached over her lower abdomen, into the left pocket of her shirt, and skillfully took out the red earring-shaped mobile phone.