“18 kilograms of pineapples?!”
After counting with his fingers, Conan let out a strange cry:
"Is that a human?!"
"The newspaper said..."
Maori Kogoro quickly clarified:
"I find it strange too. Eating too much pineapple can cause internal heat. Eating 18 kilograms a day may even cost me money. I'm afraid even the ICU can't save me..."
"unless..."
"Fight poison with poison, and then give it an 18-kilogram wax apple to reduce heat."
Conan: “??????”
Is that how it’s calculated?
So if I get bitten by a five-step snake, can I only take four steps?
In order to go down the mountain, let it bite you a few more times?
That doesn't make sense!
"I'm sleepy, go to sleep."
After a full meal and a full stomach, Maori Kogoro staggered into the room and said:
"Conan, you should go to bed early too. Don't play too late."
"No, I'm going to sleep now."
Putting down his chopsticks, Conan was about to follow the uncle into the room, but...
Bang!
The bowl of rice was thrown heavily on the table. Conan stopped and broke out in a cold sweat.
He slowly turned back...
Mao Lilan's face was as gloomy as water. She didn't say anything, but her aura alone was enough to shock him.
Numb, my legs are numb.
As if he had drunk three pounds of fake liquor, Conan returned to the table, sat upright, and looked very well behaved.jpg.
Neither of them spoke. Ran Mouri ate her food in small bites while Conan was sweating profusely.
After a while...
Conan suddenly remembered something.
He shuddered and realized something was wrong.
I'll fuck you...
The door was closed and the windows were locked. How did Kidd know when I would finish my meal?
X-ray vision?
Clairaudience?
No no no...
Kidd obviously doesn't have these two big treasures.
That...
Gurgle.
Conan swallowed, his eyes gradually filled with fear.
"Isn't this a disaster?!"
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