Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

The next day, at the gate of Mandy Paradise.

Sonoko Suzuki, Mori Ran and Conan were standing under the tree opposite the park.

At the gate of the paradise across the street, there is a crowd of people checking tickets.

Conan tugged at the hem of Mao Lilan's clothes, and said cutely, "Sister Xiaolan, who are we waiting for?"

"Ah, this..."

Mao Lilan looked down at Conan.

Before she could figure out how to explain, Suzuki Sonoko answered, "It's my younger brother."

Sonoko looked down at Conan with half-moon eyes: "I didn't listen to us when I saw it just now. You little devil, you always don't know what you are wandering about. Why do you have so many troubles every day?"

Who would have nothing to do to eavesdrop on the conversation between two high school girls?

Conan Ban Yueyan complained in his heart.

He has a lot to worry about.

Yuanzi looked at Xiaolan and saw that she had been looking at the long line at the entrance of the park, so he comforted him: "Don't worry about the crowd, Xiaolan, we will take a special passage later, so we don't have to queue with them."

Sonoko looked down at his watch.

"Wait another 2 minutes. If the kid doesn't come, we will ignore him. Let's go and play with ourselves."

Conan hehe in his heart.

I don't know what kind of guy Yuanzi's younger brother is. It's really shameful to let two girls wait here for him.

Mao Lilan, who heard Yuanzi's words, turned around: "Ah, no, I'm not worried about queuing..."

She raised her arm and pointed to a dark figure on the other side of the line.

"I saw that person looking for something all the time, could he be your brother?"

Sonoko stood on tiptoe and looked over there.

"...It's really him!"

"Genkichi—!"

Sonoko waved frantically over there.

The dark figure seemed to look up to this side, and then walked over.

It wasn't until he got closer that Conan realized why this man looked dark even in the sun in broad daylight.

He was wearing a black peaked cap, a black mask, black earphones around his neck, black clothes and pants, black shoes, and even the curly hair and pupils exposed under the hat were all black.

The only white spot was the small patch of skin between the hat and the mask—his hands were in his pockets, and he didn't show them.

Wait, this description seems familiar?

Conan hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the eyes exposed under the brim of the black figure's hat.

The tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the elongated lower eyelids seem to be world-weary and look down on him arrogantly.

It was the guy who didn't know if he was a detective that day!

He turned out to be Yuanzi's younger brother!

Conan's eyes widened, and he immediately identified: "You are—Brother Chuluye!"

"Hey, does this kid know you?"

Sonoko looked at Chuluye suspiciously.

Xiaolan also knelt down and asked, "Conan, do you know Yuanzi's younger brother?"

Chuluye nodded to Sonoko, indicating that he really knew Conan.

But he just doesn't talk.

"You guys are still the same."

Sonoko turned his head to Conan with half-moon eyes, waiting for Conan to give a detailed explanation.

And Chu Luye didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned his gaze to Conan, as if he wanted to hear his explanation.

Conan was stared at by three pairs of eyes, and suddenly felt pressure doubled, so he had to pretend to be a child again.

"Ahaha." He scratched his head, pretending to be innocent and said, "Because I met you in Poirot before, and you also met sister Xiaolan. Brother Chuluye is a frequent visitor of Poirot."

"Oh, that time when you, me, and papa had breakfast together at Poirot."

Xiaolan was reminded by Conan, and also remembered the last encounter.

"However..." she wondered, "Conan, why did you recognize Chuluye-kun so quickly? It was the same as last time. You seem to have known him before that."

Sonoko nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, this kid wears a mask every day when he goes out, and is tightly wrapped. I can't recognize it unless I look carefully. How did you recognize it?"

"Ahahaha." Conan scratched his head again with an awkward smile, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Chu Luye, who was silent and very quiet, complaining wildly in his heart.

Damn, what the hell is going on with this guy.

Shouldn't he be the one to explain to Sonoko at a time like this?Why let two people stare at me!

Being watched urgently by Xiaolan and Sonoko, Conan had no choice but to honestly tell the scene when he first met Luye.

"We met at the scene of the crime. I accidentally bumped into Brother Chuluye."

"However, Brother Chuluye fell to the ground with a face of pain at that time. I thought he had a heart attack, and I was shocked."

Conan began to make a small report to Yuanzi in front of the person concerned, hoping to take revenge on Hatsune.

As a result, Suzuki Sonoko's reaction did not follow the script written by Conan at all.

In Conan's expectation, Hatsune should be blamed for not taking good care of himself outside, so that Sonoko, who fell ill again, just let out a calm "Oh".

"This guy's old problem, it's nothing serious, don't worry about him."

Xiaolan next to her looked worried instead: "Are you really all right, Yuanzi? If you have a heart attack, you won't be able to play many things in the amusement park, right?"

She even forgot to blame Conan and went to the crime scene again.

From this point of view, Conan's purpose is actually achieved in a sense.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Sonoko waved his hand indifferently.

"It's not a heart attack. The exciting projects in the amusement park are nothing to him. Maybe his previous life was a thousand times more exciting than this."

"You say so, Genkichi?"

Sonoko turned to look at Chuluye.

Chuluye nodded silently.

Yuanzi immediately affirmed, "Look."

She turned around and pushed Xiao Lan towards the entrance of Mandy Paradise: "Let's go, let's go. I've been waiting for this kid outside for so long. If I don't go in and have a good time, it will be dark."

Xiaolan was pushed forward helplessly by Yuanzi: "I can go by myself, Yuanzi, don't push me like this."

Conan looked at the sun above his head, which had not risen to the middle of the sky.

...It's going to be dark or something, it's too exaggerated.

Chu Luye, who was one step behind, looked down at the short Conan: "...Let's go."

"Ah good."

Conan came to his senses, and walked behind the two girls with Chuluye.

He looked up at the black curly-haired boy who was looking sideways and in front of him. Thinking of the two times he met before, Chu Luye also paused unnaturally in his speech, which seemed very jerky.

Conan then guessed in his heart whether the other party had any problems with speaking.

But this belongs to other people's privacy, so there is no need to delve into it too much.

The little detective wearing black-rimmed glasses thought about it, and when he opened his mouth, he casually raised another topic: "Brother Chu Luye, why do you have different surnames from Sister Yuanzi? Aren't you Sister Yuanzi's younger brother?"

Conan originally just asked a casual question.

Who knew that Yuanzi who was walking in front seemed to be triggered by some key word suddenly, turned his head, and continued, "Because he is my cousin, can't you guess this, detective brat?"

Chu Luye, who was robbed of the opportunity to speak again, nodded silently to show his approval.

Conan, who was suddenly ridiculed, had half-moon eyes in his heart.

Of course he knew that Chu Luye was not Sonoko's real brother.

A consortium as big as the Suzuki consortium, if Sonoko had an heir brother, why would it not be published in the newspapers.

What's more, these two people even have different surnames, so I can tell that Chu Luye must be a cousin.

but……

Conan pushed his glasses, and a white light flashed on the glasses.

Yuanzi's performance today is very wrong.

Ever since Chu Luye appeared, she has been extremely vigilant, as if she didn't want him and Xiaolan to know about Chu Luye, and even asked how he and Chu Luye met.

What does Sonoko know?

What are the mysteries about this black boy?

Conan secretly looked at Chuluye from the side, the detective's curiosity seemed to be scratched by a cat's paw.

The black curly-haired boy seemed to sense something, and turned his head to meet Conan's prying eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Conan was caught off guard, and met Chu Luye's eyes, which were so dark that he couldn't tell whether they were indifferent or in a daze.

"No, nothing, hahaha..."

Conan, who was caught peeping, felt guilty, and suddenly felt that it was better for him not to get involved in the family affairs of the Yuanzi family.

Anyway, it wasn't involved in any case, just like Xiao Ai said, it's better not to spread his curiosity too much.

Thinking this way, Conan withdrew his probing gaze, and started to lean next to Sonoko and Xiaolan, listening to them chatting about the special performance of the park's opening today.

"I heard that a well-known troupe was specially invited to perform."

"Hey, really? Which famous troupe is it?"

"...But sister Xiaolan, why did the park invite a troupe to perform when it opened?"

"You don't know that, do you? It's because..."

And just when the three people in front were very engaged in chatting, they didn't pay attention to the person walking behind at all.

Zhongli's voice came from Chu Luye's earphones: "...that child, his eyes seem to be very sharp."

"En." Chu Luye raised his earphones and responded softly.

"His fate is very intricate and inseparable from both light and darkness."

This is Mona, she hid in Chu Luye's pocket for a silent quick divination.

"I can follow up and see if he is a threat, I will deal with him as soon as possible."

This is Mandrill, he seems to regard Conan as an innocent child possessed by some monster.

Also, how could an ordinary child show such sharp eyes.

"No, no, this, just, no need."

Chu Luye hurriedly made a sound, stopping the mandrill who was about to burst out of his pocket with Puyuan immediately.

Yes, Chuluye brought Zhongli, Mona and Mandrill with him on this trip today.

So there is no one in the small house where Chuluye originally lived.

Empty.

Standing at the door of Chu Luye's house, he knocked on the door several times but got no answer. Gojo Satoru, who wanted to go in through the window several times to see what happened, came to this conclusion.

"Bad luck..."

Bai Mao, who was wearing a black eyepatch, let out a long sigh, holding in his hand the edamame whipped cream Daifuku that he had waited in line for an hour to buy.

He squatted at the door, popped a Daifuku and stuffed it into his mouth on the spot, feeling that even the Daifuku he usually loved the most could not soothe his sadness of not being able to meet his lovely student now.

At least one will not work.

The people's teacher, who has no image of a teacher at all, just squatted in front of the door of what he thought was a student's house, and finished a whole box of edamame whipped cream Daifuku.

Then he clapped his hands and stood up, deciding——

"Go buy another dessert!"