Ghost Detective Kudo-kun

On the day of departure, Iori Muga drove to the detective agency to pick up Shinichi.He changed into casual clothes and put on a peaked cap. He looked much younger, and Shinichi's image changed even more. Iorimu looked at Shinichi with long black hair and white dress. Hattori Heiji and the others were in a trance, he almost thought that Shinichi paid someone to come and help.

There is no sense of inconsistency.

Shinichi looks like a perfect beautiful girl, no matter from the point of view of standing posture or posture, she gives people an impeccable feeling.

"Mr. Iori." Shinichi called Iori Muga. At this time, the change in his voice was also reflected. It was very soft and sweet. When he spoke, he seemed to be savoring delicacies, and his lips moved the mask Slightly moving, intriguing and appetizing, "Do I need to call you brother later?"

"This is what we agreed on." Iori Muga came back to his senses. He looked at Shinichi. Although his inner curiosity couldn't stop surging, his good quality suppressed these disturbances and kept his facial expression calm. Calmly, he opened the back seat door for Xinyi in a gentlemanly manner, "Please get in the car."

Shinichi nodded, turned around and said goodbye to Kazuha Toyama, Yoshihiro Hirota, and Heiji Hattori one by one, got into the car reservedly, closed the door, and the luxury car smoothly but quickly disappeared from their sight.

Hattori Heiji's expression was in a daze: "I didn't expect Kudo's women's clothing to be so beautiful..." He shook his head, trying to get rid of the image he thought was a shadow: "The voice is also quite sweet, he must have tuned it like this on purpose."

"I, I didn't expect...it's really great." Yuan Shan and Ye returned to their senses, she patted her face, trying to dispel the blush that she didn't know and didn't really want to know why appeared on her face, "Xinyi-kun is really good-looking and has a good temperament, and his legs and legs are really good-looking..."

The two looked at each other, they were both vigilant, and in the next second, they said in unison: "You are not allowed to like Kudo/Xinichi-kun!"

Yuan Shanhe Ye: "..."

Hattori Heiji:"……"

"Why do you think that I will fall in love with Kudo! We are all men! Could it be that in your eyes I am a man who will give in just because someone else dresses up as a woman once!"

"Xinyi-kun is not someone else! How good-looking he is! You are the one with the problem, right? Shinichi-kun and I are just ordinary friends. We used to regard him as an older brother, but now we can treat him as a sister! We won't fall in love! "

Then the two got into an argument.

Hirota Kaya's attention finally shifted from Shinichi's side. She looked at Hattori Heiji and then at Toyama and Kazuha, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "You two really look like a husband and wife, you are indeed childhood sweethearts."

"Who, who is dating him/her as husband and wife! It's just childhood sweethearts!" They said in unison again, but this time, the idiot childhood sweethearts who both turned into bead eyes stared at each other, humming softly and turning their heads away.

Hirota Kaya couldn't help laughing, but this time she just took Toyama and Ye's arms and followed their words: "Okay, then let's help Shinichi handle the sanitation of the detective agency..."

"Hi, excuse me." A timid voice sounded, and the three of them paused, and they all looked along the source of the voice, only to see a primary school student with double ponytails rubbing his legs together, carefully Looking at them, "Is this...Ghost Agency?"

The three looked at each other.

……

speak up.

Shinichi stroked his chin.

He seems to have forgotten something.

But it shouldn't be something important that he can forget.

Shinichi didn't take this matter to heart.

He and Iori Muga came to a holiday villa in Tokyo, disguised as brothers and sisters, and met the other five netizens from all over Japan. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

The activities were carried out step by step, and in the evening, the light rain outside the window turned into a torrential rain, but because everyone had planned to stay for one night, they enjoyed themselves in the villa.

It wasn't long before the dinner was over that the doorbell of the villa was rang, and the four people holding umbrellas with all their strength appeared in the sight of the person who opened the door.

They were two men and two women. The man was an old man and a child, and the woman was two high school students. They said that they encountered a heavy rain on the way back, and there was a collapse ahead and they could not go back. They had to ask them for help temporarily to see if they could make it They stay here for one night.

None of the people present were hard-hearted people, so naturally it was impossible to refuse, and those who were enthusiastic led them to sit on the sofa, and brought them hot tea and towels.

"Phew—he's alive!" The pink headband raised her tea hair to reveal her smooth forehead. The energetic girl let out a sigh of relief, nodded in satisfaction, and turned to look at her companion, "Xiao Lan, how are you doing?" ?”

Xiaolan was brushing Conan's hair who accidentally got caught in the rain, and when she heard the words of her friend Sonoko Suzuki, she nodded seriously: "It's really great to have a villa here—thanks to Mr. Kobe, otherwise we might not even come to the villa No."

"It's okay, it's easy to do." The old man who let Xiaolan and others get into the car in the rainstorm and was about to take them out of the mountain to the city slowly shook his head, with a hoarse voice and a faint breath.

When Shinichi came down from the room when he heard the noise, he happened to see Conan and the others.

He was silent for a moment, thinking whether he and Conan were too predestined, as if he could meet Conan by chance whenever he came to Tokyo.

The sound of Shinichi coming down the stairs also attracted the attention of Katori Nana, a member of the chat room who was standing next to the sofa with a cup of tea. She is an elementary school music teacher by profession.

"Ah, Miss Xinzi, you're down." The music teacher bowed his eyes and greeted Xinyi, "Have you had a rest, our next activity will start in about 10 minutes, it's your favorite The question-and-answer series of the idol Sherlock Holmes!"

Before Shinichi could speak, Conan's eyes lit up: "Questions and answers about Sherlock Holmes?"

"Ah, little brother, you don't know yet. We are all fans of reasoning here." The beautiful woman with gorgeous makeup brushed her long brown curly hair, her bright eyes were shining - she was Nin Chengxun, a fashion designer , "The gathering of reasoning fans naturally wants to play some games that make everyone happy."

"Can I join? I like Sherlock Holmes the most!" Conan couldn't help raising his hands. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing by chance, and he was obviously very happy.

"Of course." Sitting on the sofa and watching TV with Erlang's legs crossed is the racing driver Yong Shangui, who is distracted with a smile, "The more people there are, the more lively it is. Would you like to join the two young ladies?"

"Hey, we don't need it..." Xiaolan waved her hand.

"I'm not interested in reasoning." Sonoko pouted.

"I won't get involved with you guys anymore." The old man shook his head.

"It's not bad to be a spectator. It's very interesting for the contestants, and the people who watch it will also find it very lively." He mouthed the company employee Oguri Masu who was looking out the window not far away, "But the winner must be decided between Ms. Xinzi or Mr. Oguri. After all, the two of you will make all of us lose our careers just by meeting each other." I guessed it, and I didn’t guess a single one wrong.”

"...It's just luck." The company employee Oguri Masuke who was named smiled modestly.

"I'm more professional." In contrast, Xinyi's answer seemed much more confident, but because of his age and gender, it only provoked knowing smiles from other people in the chat room.

No one was aware of Shinichi's insouciance.

Only Iori has no me.

He has always been a man who can read words and see things.

"What's wrong?" Iori Muga approached Shinichi.

Shin took a look at Iori Mugo, and then looked down at the bustling scene on the first floor, ghosts flying around, human beings enjoying themselves, and the time is peaceful.

"Nothing." Shinichi replied, "I was just thinking that I'd better finish the commission and go home."