Conan, Genta, and Mitsuhiko, who arrived late, rushed over to Ayumi's hospital room after finding out where she was.
Conan felt something was off and muttered to himself, "Is he really that badly injured? He even got a private room."
However, once the three of them reached the ward door and peeked inside through the glass, Conan knew what was going on.
"Is this guy just a persistent ghost?" Conan put down his tiptoes, looking speechless and full of resentment. "Why is he everywhere?"
In the hospital room, Yuzuru gently placed Ayumi and Ai on his left and right laps respectively, then freed his hands to hold a deck of cards and enthusiastically performed a magic trick.
All I saw was him casually tossing a deck of cards into the air at once. Just as the cards were about to scatter and fall, it was as if a pause button had been pressed, and all the cards froze in mid-air.
They were completely still, each card perfectly clear and easy to see.
"How was it? Pretty impressive, right?"
Yuzuru smiled and gently reached out, slid the playing cards in the air as if touching an invisible screen.
With nimble fingers, she picked out the King and Queen from the deck and handed them to Ai and Ayumi respectively.
"Wow, that's amazing! Yuzuru-nii, you're so awesome!"
Holding Xiao Wang in her hand, Ayumi's face flushed with excitement. She turned around and gave Yuzuru a quick kiss on the cheek.
Ai, meanwhile, pinched the king and rolled her eyes as usual.
She was already used to this kind of childish behavior.
Only their eldest son would use telekinesis as a tool to amuse children.
If anyone else had these abilities, they would either save the world or conquer it.
I'm either thinking about protecting my little broken ball, or I'm thinking about protecting my little broken ball.
Like Yuzuru Hanyu, he can have a lot of fun playing with children every day...
"Are you happy?"
Ai noticed something was wrong, her brows furrowed slightly, and her gaze was fixed on the affectionate couple, Hanyu Nana and Ayumi, her eyes revealing a hint of doubt and wariness.
Mitsuhiko and Genta rushed in from outside the ward.
"Big brother, you're so cool!" Genta exclaimed excitedly, his eyes practically sparkling as he looked at the playing cards still hovering in mid-air.
Mitsuhiko, too, said with a face full of admiration, "You're really amazing! Can you teach us?"
Conan outside the door: "..."
You two are betraying the revolution. What happened to your promise of being united in hatred against the enemy on the way here?
How did you manage to be bought off with such a simple trick!
Okay, thinking about it carefully, it's not really a small trick.
Conan watched as Yuzuru simply stretched out his hand, and the playing cards that were originally scattered and flying in the air seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, falling down in an orderly manner and restoring themselves to a neat stack.
He thought to himself: This technique, even Kidd couldn't do it.
"What are you doing standing at the door, kid?"
Just as Conan was marveling at Hanyu Nan's technique, Kogoro Mouri rushed in from outside. Seeing Conan at the door, he slapped him without thinking.
"Ouch!" Conan stumbled from the slap, his body involuntarily leaning forward, and he fell straight into the house.
"Dad, keep your voice down, don't scare the children." Ran, who was chatting with Ayako, turned around when she heard the noise and scolded.
Kogoro Mouri scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly: "Haha, I was just in a hurry."
As he spoke, he looked into the room, his gaze landing on Yuzuru Nanami, and greeted him warmly, "Yuzuru, you're here too. How about we go for a drink tonight?"
Hanyu Nan handed the playing cards in his hand to Ai, politely declining, "Uncle Mori, let's skip it tonight. We can do it again next time."
He was even planning to go see Yukiko later to help Conan pay off his 1.1 billion yen debt.
I have no interest in drinking alcohol.
"Well then, that's a real shame." Kogoro Mouri clicked his tongue with some regret.
Ran glared at Kogoro Mouri with displeasure. "Dad, all you do is drink. Don't you know how to take care of your health? What if you ruin your health because of drinking?"
Kogoro Mouri waved his hand dismissively: "Oh, daughter, it's okay to have a little drink now and then, don't make a fuss about it."
At this moment, Ayako interjected with a smile, "Mr. Mori, you should listen to Ran and drink less alcohol; it's better for your health."
"Yeah! Yeah! Our teacher said we can't drink alcohol casually, alcohol is a bad thing."
Several children echoed this sentiment.
"Hmph!" Kogoro Mouri was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed by what he was said, his face turning ugly. He punched Conan on the head with his backhand, "What do you kids know!"
Conan, who had been punched for no reason, covered his head with tears in his eyes and cursed inwardly: No wonder this bumbling detective is so bumbling.
It's obvious he's been drinking!
"Alright, Xiaolan, this is just a little hobby of your uncle. As long as you don't shout too much every day, it's fine."
Yuzuru stepped in at the opportune moment to smooth things over.
He was always very courteous to those who hadn't bothered him and were his close friends and family.
"Hanyu is absolutely right!" Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh in strong agreement.
This son-in-law is a perfect match; he's so much better than that detective brat who only steals his business.
"Tch!" Conan looked at this scene, curled his lip in disdain, and put on a dead fish-like expression.
Keep pretending!
Where did that arrogant and domineering attitude go when you were bullying him earlier?
Who are you trying to impress with this humble and polite act?
“Okay then,” Xiaolan was very happy to see her father and boyfriend getting along so well, and asked with a smile in her eyes, “Dad, is there something you needed to come over in such a hurry?”
When Kogoro Mouri heard Ran's question, he remembered the purpose of his visit and quickly said, "Didn't you guys just pass by the factory on Fourth Street?"
“Yes!” Genta said proudly, “We passed by there when we were chasing the car that hit Ayumi and ran away.”
Conan nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"I heard that someone died at that factory, and it was a homicide. Inspector Megure is summoning everyone who recently passed through that area!" Kogoro Mouri said with a serious expression.
"Ugh~ Ah!!!"
Upon hearing this, Conan, Genta, and Mitsuhiko were all so shocked that their mouths gaped open.
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