Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

"Who knows? Maybe it's the feeling."

Kurokawa Keizawa shrugged and gave Gin an ambiguous answer.

Gin was not the kind of person who wanted to get to the bottom of things. The reason he was able to start a conversation first was because Rum had been nagging him in his ear for a long time.

The two people began to tap on the keyboards in front of them, working silently.

During this period, Vodka came once to bring dinner to his elder brother.

Seeing that Cointreau was there, Vodka went out and bought a meal for Cointreau as well.

After delivering the meal, Vodka left again.

He has now become the main person in charge of the two puppets and is much busier than before.

Although it was Gin who gave the order, it was Vodka who was responsible for cleaning up the puppet.

Including but not limited to changing masks and changing equipment.

After pressing the last enter key, Kurokawa Keizawa stretched his body vigorously.

Reaching out his hand to pass the document to Gin, Kurokawa Keizawa raised his chin towards Gin and said, "Help me check if there is any problem."

Gin was speechless for a moment: "You wrote it yourself, don't you know if there is any problem?"

And this guy Cointreau has written many such reports before.

Why do you want him to check if there is any problem?

Kurokawa Keizawa shrugged: "There are always details that I don't notice."

Gin said nothing more and opened the file.

The more Gin read, the more he frowned: "Why are there so many typos? Did you do that on purpose?"

"A lot? Then help me change it." Kurokawa Keizawa blinked: "My eyes haven't been working well lately. I don't know if it's a side effect of last time."

"Is there something wrong with your eyes?" Gin's expression became serious for a moment: "What's going on?"

Kurokawa Keizawa shook his head: "I'm not sure yet, but there are no problems in daily life. Don't tell anyone else yet. I'll observe it myself."

"Row."

"Speaking of which, I'm going to hold a photography exhibition in a couple of days. Are you interested in coming?"

Without further discussing the topic of his eyes, Kurokawa Keisawa asked.

Gin refused without even thinking: "I don't have time, and I'm not interested."

Talking about photography would remind him of the time when he sent the photos sent by Cointreau to his boss in a group.

Knowing that Gin would refuse, Kurokawa Keizawa said nothing: "Then I'll trouble you to be my driver."

"There happens to be a mission to be contacted on the evening of the exhibition. You can pick up Cinderella and America and go on the mission together."

"can."

Gin didn't ask why Cointreau wasn't leading the team. After all, Cointreau had some problems with his eyes. It would be bad if some mice discovered this and took the opportunity to do something.

He had been working in the laboratory for a long time and wanted to take a break by doing some field work, so he agreed.

……

A week later, Rice Flower Art Museum.

A bunch of reporters gathered at the door, trying to interview the most popular photographer of the moment.

Unfortunately, because the photographer had a big background and there were many bodyguards guarding him, they didn't even see the shadow of the person.

They could only look at each other, sigh, and return to their respective newspaper offices.

They had only one thought in their minds, fortunately all newspapers were shut out.

Otherwise, they would have to squeeze in to meet the great photographer even if they had to fight for their chance.

I just don’t know if they will be able to interview this famous and extraordinary person when they come again tomorrow when the exhibition officially opens.

Inside the exhibition hall...

Maori Kogoro looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "This is really spectacular..."

Every film hanging on the wall is like a dream.

Fortunately, Kurokawa invited them when the exhibition hall was not open.

Otherwise, when it officially starts tomorrow, I really don’t know how many people will be there.

Xiaolan also nodded and agreed: "Yes, it's so beautiful..."

Yuanzi, who is usually carefree, couldn't help but lower his voice when seeing such a beautiful scenery: "It feels like flying in the sky..."

There is a kind of immersive beauty.

This feels so good.

No wonder tickets for Kurokawa’s previous photography exhibitions were so hard to get.

Kurokawa Keizawa followed the others and led the way, curling his lips slightly: "Thank you for the compliment."

He looked down at Conan who was looking around and asked in confusion: "Conan, what's wrong?"

Conan, who was trying to find Kurosaki Mizui, quickly came to his senses and laughed dryly: "No, nothing, I was just wondering why the others didn't come."

"Are you talking about the kids from the detective team?" Kurokawa Keizawa pointed to the corner in the distance and said, "They're probably in front of there. They came earlier."

Conan quickly asked: "Brother Kurokawa, besides inviting us, did you invite anyone else?"

I hope there is a woman named Kurosaki Mizue.

Kurokawa Keizawa asked casually, "Is there anyone Conan wants to see?"

Conan: "..."

Conan choked.

Oops, seems like that came off a bit too eager.

No, I can’t let Kurokawa notice anything unusual.

Conan quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm just curious."

"Is that so?" He stopped there and didn't ask any further questions.

"Besides you, there are Professor Agasa and the kids. I also invited Heiji, but he said he's a bit busy with exams this week. Besides that, there are Shunsuke, Fumiko, Mizuki, and Maya. They're all here too."

He also invited Kaito, who was originally quite interested and even said he wanted to bring his childhood sweetheart along.

He said something about wanting him to meet his future disciple's wife, but when he heard Conan was there, he immediately ran away.

When Conan heard the name he wanted to hear, his eyes lit up.

He quickly ran a few steps, waving to them as he ran: "Then I'm going to meet up with my friends first!"

Little Lan Er Kang hand: "Conan, run slower!"

"Know it."

Looking at Conan's impatience, Xiaolan sighed helplessly.

It wasn't easy for Kurokawa to hold a photography exhibition, and she hoped that Conan could appreciate such a rare scenery.

Aren’t children really not very interested in these artistic things?

Maori Kogoro waved his hands, not caring at all: "A child is a child, leave him alone."

Sonoko agreed and patted Xiaolan on the shoulder: "Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to worry about him getting into trouble."

"That's true..."

Xiaolan smiled helplessly.

She wasn't worried that Conan would get into trouble, but she always felt that something was going to happen and she felt uneasy.

But it must be an illusion.

There were no other strangers present, so nothing unexpected should happen.

……

Conan, who was worried about Xiaolan, hurried to the Junior Detective League.

"Ah, Conan!"

Ayumi noticed Conan and waved to him: "Conan, you're here!"

Yuan Tai came over and patted Conan on the shoulder: "You guys are so slow, we have already seen the whole round!"

Mitsuhiko looked at his watch and said, "Yeah, we arrived a little after ten. It's almost eleven now. How come you guys are just getting here now?"

Conan twitched his lips.

What can he do.

Uncle Mori drank until the early morning last night and didn't get up until ten o'clock. Brother Kurokawa had clearly arrived at the Mori Detective Agency at nine o'clock and was waiting for him.