I'm Just a Passerby in the World of Detective Conan

(PS: New author, didn't know how to write in the early stages, currently working hard to improve, please bear with me.)

(PS: For the early chapters, please don't take it too seriously...

Chapter 141 Her Gift

A sudden aroma of food wafting over made Uncle Mori's stomach rumble. He grinned and said, "Let's eat first. Tonight, to reward myself for a hard day's work, I need some beer! I brought back some imported craft beer last time, so I have to have some!"

After finishing his meal and washing up, Guangyou lay on the bed. He originally thought it was a simple kidnapping or running away from home case, but from the current perspective, the whole case revealed something strange.

Nanako has always been dedicated to painting, and occasionally she reads to enrich herself. She only leaves the house to take a walk or go grocery shopping.

Kōyū had also thought about the issue of love rivals, but after Uncle Mori investigated, he learned that Nanako was very popular at school. Although she was very beautiful and had many suitors, she was not the kind of girl who would turn a blind eye to men. Even after rejecting those boys, the relationship between them was still maintained, and they would occasionally go out for a meal together.

Because Nanako is an illustrator, she is even less likely to offend anyone at work. Since she stays at home, the only people she interacts with are her clients and a few illustrators she knows in the industry, and the relationships between them are quite good.

"What could be the reason?" A thousand thoughts flashed through Guangyou's mind, but he rejected them all. "I'll go to the scene tomorrow."

After making up his mind, Kōyū closed his eyes, preparing to sleep. He subconsciously patted Conan beside him, only realizing as he did so that Conan was still outside camping with Professor Agasa and a few other children. He closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Tonight's meal, sleep, and Conan-fighting routine is missing a step. Not perfect..."

As he talked, he drifted off to sleep. Even as he slept, his hand was still on his chest, clutching the necklace Ai had given him that day, and a smile played on his lips.