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 511 The Mysticism of Claw Machines (shuhaige.net)

It was this short distance that allowed most of the doll's body to enter the outlet.

The next second, the puppy doll successfully fell into the outlet.

"This... is it fake?"

Ai still can't believe that Kousuke actually managed to catch the doll he couldn't catch before.

"Reality can sometimes be even more absurd than fiction."

Kōyū shook his head helplessly, slowly squatted down, took the doll out of the machine, turned around and handed the doll to Ai, smiling and saying, "See, you can catch it, right?"

Even with the two plush toys already in her arms, Ai still stubbornly insisted, "It must be a coincidence."

"Okay, okay, it's a coincidence."

Seeing Ai standing opposite him with a faint smile because of the two dolls, Kōyū felt indescribably happy.

No matter how you caught the plush toy, you still caught it in the end, right?

There's a saying that goes, "It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat."

Kōyū thought this made sense. From his perspective, any method that could make Ai happy, whether it was metaphysics or technique, was a good method.

Regardless of the consequences, the fact that Ai is holding the doll and has a smile on her face is enough.

"let's go."

Ai walked over to Kouyu, gestured to the plush toy she was holding, and said, "I'll go to the information desk and ask them to send it back for me, otherwise it won't be convenient when I play with it later."

“I’ll go too, I can return the extra coins.”

Kōyū wanted to hold Ai's hand, but seeing that she had a doll in each hand, he gave up.

Walking beside Ai, Kōyū murmured, recalling the claw machine experience, "But the process of winning a claw machine is truly mystical... and a bit ridiculous..."

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I just finished writing this... There's no heating in Shanghai, my hands are so cold, and I typed so slowly...

I'll continue until the early hours of the morning to try and have some drafts saved up...

Eat, eat...