Seeing Guangyou's face turn completely red, Xiaolan teased, "You guys didn't come to the movie theater just to see 'The Legend of the Red Thread,' did you?"

Ai, who was standing calmly to the side, said, "No, we were watching 'Einstein's Glorious and Troubled Days'."

Upon hearing the name, Xiaolan looked embarrassed, cold sweat dripping from her forehead: "It sounds very interesting."

Actually, Xiaolan was thinking: Why do kids watch Einstein instead of Kamen Rider? Am I out of touch with the times?

Looking at the bag in Ran's hand, Kōyū asked, "Is this the clothes I bought for Shinichi-nii?"

The embarrassment on Xiaolan's face vanished, replaced by happiness and anticipation: "Yes, I bought him a red one. Shinichi and I bought it this month..."

"Red is the lucky color this month! Sister Xiaolan, you've said that a million times already!"

Xiaolan was interrupted by Guangyou before she could finish speaking. Xiaolan looked a little embarrassed: Did I really say it that many times?

Time passed by, and the group chatted as they sat in their movie theater seats.

Kōyū glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 9:45 PM. He leaned closer to Ai and lowered his voice, "Ai, give me the temporary antidote. I'll go outside and give the medicine to Conan."

After responding, Ai took out a metal box from her bag and handed it to Kousuke.

After receiving it, Guangyou went straight out of the movie theater.

Seeing that Kōyū had left, Ran's face showed a hint of amusement. She moved slightly closer to Ai and asked, "Ai-chan, what do you think of Kōyū?"

Ai felt a little awkward about the nickname "Ai-chan," but she didn't say anything: "Him? He's alright, he's a pretty good cook."

"Huh? Cooking? Guangyou can cook?" Xiaolan was very surprised to hear that Guangyou could cook for the first time.

Hearing Ran's surprised tone, it was Ai's turn to be surprised: "Didn't Kōyū do it for you?"

Xiaolan looked a little angry: "That darn Guangyou! My sister is always so good to him, and he didn't even tell me he can cook!"

Then, Xiaolan asked curiously, "How does it taste?"

Ai tapped her chin with her finger: "Hmm... His cooking is the best I've ever had. He's especially good at Chinese cuisine."

"What? Chinese food! I really want to eat it! But authentic Chinese food is very expensive in Japan, I can't afford it!" Xiaolan said with some regret.

"Damn it, not in a few days! Tomorrow I'm going to have Guangyou cook Chinese food. I've been craving it for ages! Ai, are you coming over for dinner?"

Xiao Ai thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Chinese cuisine is famous all over the world. In the past, many Western chefs were not convinced and tried to challenge it, but they all failed.

Originally, those chefs wanted to go to China to challenge their knife skills, because they saw that in China, almost everything was done with a large cleaver, which was not as delicate as their own.

Therefore, they naturally assumed that Chinese cuisine might taste good, but it was definitely not presentable enough for formal occasions, because dishes served at banquets have very strict requirements for appearance.

However, when they arrived in China, they found that this was not the case. Although there were other types of knives, the Chinese people still preferred to use the most traditional square kitchen knife.

When the Western chefs saw the Chinese chefs slice Wensi Tofu with what they thought were heavy, square cleavers, the group of chefs were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

One of the Western chefs wanted to give it a try, but as soon as he picked up the square cleaver, he felt a little embarrassed because the weight of the square cleaver affected his grip. The result was exactly what the Western chef had expected.

With his world-class Western culinary skills, he could cut food into pieces as if he were a complete novice. The word "even" had absolutely nothing to do with them. In the end, several Western chefs even stayed in China to become his apprentices and learn from him.

As a result of this competition, Chinese cuisine has gained a certain reputation internationally. Chefs who can cook authentic dishes are very popular abroad. The increase in labor costs has led to higher prices for dishes, including ingredients, and the expensive ones are not even worth mentioning.

Eating authentic Chinese food in Japan can cost quite a bit of money.

For a recent graduate just starting out in the workforce, one meal might mean eating dirt for a month.

Ran glanced at her watch and muttered, "Why isn't Shinichi here yet?"

"Miss, there's a phone call for you."

Xiaolan was a little confused by the ticket seller's greeting; she didn't know whose phone it was.

Before she could even speak after answering the phone, Conan's urgent voice came through: "Ran-neechan, are you at the Beika Cinema? You need to get out of there right away!"

Xiaolan was about to ask why, but before she could speak, a loud bang was heard.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, explosions occurred all over the movie theater, and the strong smell of gunpowder filled the air. Debris from the explosions fell to the ground outside the movie theater.

The crowd outside the cinema ran away from the cinema at an extremely fast speed.

The massive blast from the explosion made Ran and Ai unsteady on their feet. Ran, with her karate background, managed to stay upright in the blast, but Ai couldn't.

A powerful gust of air suddenly blew Ai down, and her head hit the ground, leaving a trace of crimson blood.

Following the gust of air, huge pieces of building debris crashed down in front of Ran and Ai, just a step away from hitting them.

Ran quickly helped Ai up, and seeing the bloodstains on Ai's head, asked worriedly, "Ai-chan, are you alright?"

Ai gave a soft hum: "It's alright, there's nothing seriously wrong."

When Kōyū, who was waiting for Conan outside, heard the huge explosion, it felt as if a bomb was exploding in his head.

The flashes of the explosion were reflected in his eyes, and the thick smoke seemed to cloud Kōyū's heart: "Ai..."

Ai, who was in the movie theater, seemed to hear Kousuke's call. She looked up in the direction of Kousuke and her eyes flickered slightly.

Xiaolan was a little worried: "I don't know if we can hold out until someone comes to rescue us."

Ai smiled slightly: "It definitely will."

That smile exuded intense confidence, forming a stark contrast to the cries and screams of the surrounding crowd.

Conan arrived at the scene before the police. Seeing the flickering flames at the movie theater, he also shouted, "Ran!"

Guangyou's face was expressionless, but his clenched fist revealed his current mood; the nearly deformed iron box was irrefutable proof!

Kōyū walked over to Conan and patted him on the shoulder: "Take this temporary antidote first. I'm going to save people now."

Conan nodded in agreement and said worriedly, "You must save Ran! Please!"

After saying that, he quickly found a place to take the antidote.

Actually, Conan didn't want to leave either, but his rationality as a detective told him that his current body couldn't help at all, so it would be better to grow bigger and have some ability to help.

Gazing at the flames, Guangyou resolutely murmured to himself, "I will definitely rescue you! I will!"