Maeda Tsuyoshi's kitchen looks messy but not messy overall. Because he is used to making multiple desserts at the same time, there are many pots and pans with ingredients in the kitchen.

But the other party arranged it very orderly and everything seemed normal.

But when we arrived at where Fujino Yasuo was, things were completely different.

First, it was the place where cakes were sold. The other snacks on the tray had almost been sold out, but Fujino Yasuo did not replenish the cakes. Instead, he made a lot of wooden cakes and placed them outside.

"kindness?"

Looking at the tray, Tang Ze's attention was not on the wooden cake, but on a corner of the tray.

He reached out and picked up the brown sawdust that looked like cake crumbs, and the feel of it between his fingers told him that it was real sawdust.

The two of them looked serious and hurried towards the kitchen, only to find that Fujino Yasuo's kitchen was much messier than Maeda Tsuyoshi's.

No, it's more like sloppy.

The bowls used to prepare various dishes were not cleared away, and the tools used to stir chocolate were scattered randomly on the table.

Cream and chocolate were scattered all over the table, and the knife used to cut the cake was thrown aside, covered in cream.

This scene clearly proves that he was in a hurry when making the cake.

As for the reason for the rush...

The scattered debris on the ground seemed to have told the two the answer.

"You kid, you've become someone else's pawn without realizing it."

Tang Ze half-knelt on one knee on the ground, playing with the wood chips on the ground, and smiled at Conan with a playful tone.

"I was wondering why that guy was so enthusiastic." Conan said with a dark face, "So that's what he was planning.

But if you think you can fool me like this, you are totally wrong.”

"Well, in the end, I have to help you out."

Tang Ze smiled and rubbed Conan's head: "How about it, do you want me to perform a double act for you, cooperate with you to make a wave of reasoning and let you take revenge yourself~"

"No need."

Conan angrily slapped away Tang Ze's "devil's claws" to prevent him from ripping out his increasingly thinning hair. "There's no need to bother with things you can handle yourself. Besides, it's less likely to arouse suspicion if I show up occasionally when deducing."

"Yeah, that's right." Tang Ze stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes: "Then let's go solve this case quickly!"