However, when Conan stepped into the living room, he was instantly stunned. Ran, whom he had been worried about all night, was sitting at the dining table in the villa, taking turns feeding Hanyu Nanami breakfast with Sonoko, her face beaming with a happy and content smile.
"Hey, Conan, what brings you here?" Ran was surprised to see Conan suddenly barge in. She put down her cutlery and got up to walk over.
Conan looked distressed and stammered, "Ran-neechan, are you...are you alright?"
At this moment, the greatest pain for Conan is watching his beloved Ran being intimate with someone else, while he is powerless to do anything about it and cannot even express his inner pain.
This feeling was like a knife, piercing his heart.
...
After breakfast, Inspector Megure exchanged pleasantries with Sonoko and Hanyu Nanami, took a brief statement, and then arranged for a helicopter to take the three of them back.
"Xiao Lan, remember to send me a copy of the video you took yesterday."
"Don't worry, Sonoko, I'll send it to you when I get home."
With his hands behind his head, Yuzuru followed Ran and Sonoko, who were talking in hushed tones, towards the helicopter, as if the three of them were the only people left in the world.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Yusuke, what exactly do you want to do!"
Hearing the sound, Yuzuru stopped and turned around, only to see Conan standing there with his hands in his pockets, staring at him coldly.
"What exactly do you want by getting close to Ran?" Conan stared intently at Yuzuru and asked sternly.
Faced with Conan's questioning, Yuzuru was taken aback for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He pinched his chin, pretending to think.
"Hmm... Let me think. Maybe I approached Ran just to figure out why you, a kid of unknown origin, want to get close to Ran?" Yuzuru slowly approached Conan, looked down at him, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
After saying that, he deliberately raised an eyebrow, waiting for Conan's reaction.
"Huh!" Upon hearing Yuzuru's words, Conan's body trembled, and he almost fell over.
This is outrageous! It's completely contrary to the principles of Heaven!
"Stop talking nonsense!" Conan gritted his teeth, glared at Yuzuru, and said fiercely, "Don't think I don't know, you've known my true identity for a long time!"
"Oh?" Yuzuru's lips curled up into a teasing smile. He reached out and vigorously ruffled Conan's hair, asking with a half-smile, "The identity you're talking about, is it Shinichi Kudo? Haha, if that's the case... should I tell Ran for you?"
"You!" Conan was so angry that his face turned red, but he was helpless.
"Hahaha, have fun with your detective game. I'll take care of Ran. Good luck, great detective!" Yuzuru looked at Conan's angry face, chuckled softly, and then turned and walked towards the helicopter.
Hanyu Nana showed no concern whatsoever about whether Conan would tell Ran the truth.
After all, things have now come to a conclusion.
Given Xiaolan's personality, once she becomes devoted to someone, no one else has any chance of interfering.
Moreover, Hanyu Nan would never be as recklessly generous as Kudo Shinichi in giving his opponent opportunities.
My only drawback was that I spent a little money, but I excelled in everything else!
Watching Yuzuru Hanyu walk onto the helicopter with Ran and Sonoko in his arms, Conan's face turned pale and then purple, and he opened his mouth several times but then stopped himself from speaking.
...
Rice popcorn.
Two men dressed in all black and wearing all black hats walked into a dark bar.
"Brother, what are we doing here?" Vodka followed Gin closely, sat down at the bar counter, and looked at the male bartender mixing drinks with a confused expression, asking curiously.
Gin frowned and lit a cigarette. He really couldn't be bothered to waste words on this subordinate who had no redeeming qualities other than loyalty.
"What would you two like to drink?" The bartender smiled and gently placed two glasses of gin and vodka in front of them.
"We've created a new cocktail with a truly unique flavor that will definitely satisfy even the most discerning palate..."
"What are you doing!" Before the bartender could finish speaking, Gin suddenly flew into a rage, slamming his cigarette down on the table and reaching for the bartender's hair with his right hand.
Vodka, sitting next to him, was quite frightened and instinctively shrank back.
However, what happened next left him speechless—the bartender whose hair the boss had been grabbing swayed slightly, and all that was left in Gin's hand was a smiling human head mask!
The bartender who should have been standing there had disappeared, replaced by a beautiful woman with bright red lipstick and a face as exquisite as a sculpted work of art.
Her long, golden hair, cascading down like a waterfall, swayed gently as she moved.
“Vermouth!” Gin said with a disdainful look.
"Hey, isn't this Gin? Why did you suddenly change your hair color?" Vermouth's lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile.
As she spoke, she gracefully took a cigarette out of her bag and lit it.
She knew perfectly well why Gin had become like this, but that didn't stop her from taking the opportunity to mock him.
Anyway, they don't get along.
Or rather, she never had a good relationship with anyone in the organization.
"Stop talking nonsense! Why haven't you done the task I gave you yet!" Gin glared angrily, veins bulging on his forehead, as he questioned the other party fiercely, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
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