"Um..."
Yuanshan Heye pondered for a long time and suddenly realized that she not only liked the black chicken who compromised with her in private, but also liked the black chicken who was fully focused when facing the case, so...
"I...I actually like them all...I also support him in solving the case."
"Then what you like is Hattori's 'self'."
Miss Miyano smiled and said:
"The ego is the truest self. It is equivalent to the combination of the id and the superego. Liking a person's ego means that you really love him and have fallen in love with the whole person's thinking level. This is amazing, Kazuha. If Hattori knew, he would definitely be very happy."
With her head lowered, Yuanshan Heye's cheeks were so red that water seemed to drip out.
That's true. Others always see Hattori as a competitive person, but only she knows his gentle and considerate side. Hmm...
Maybe Conan.
But children cannot be considered competitors!
As a boy, you always need a few close friends, a few close friends who understand each other and share the same interests no matter how far apart they are.
Yuanshan Heye had no sense of crisis at all.
"What about you?"
After being shy for a while, Toyama Kazuha suddenly raised her head and looked at Miss Miyano with sparkling eyes:
"Do you like Mr. Sakaki's 'id', 'superego', or 'ego'?"
"He has already completed the unification of his personality, at least in front of me."
Miss Miyano raised her lips:
"Whether in private or in public, he always shows his 'self'. Greed, petty, and calculating are his 'id', while not being greedy, serious, and gentle is his 'superego'. Smart people know when to use their 'id' to cover up their 'superego' and when to use their 'superego' to cover up their 'id'. The self he shows may be different from what you see."
Yuanshan Heye opened his eyes wide in surprise:
"Don't you know that, too?"
"I don't need to know, because he always shows his true self in front of me, a jealous and lustful man, but..."
Turning her head to look at her boyfriend, Miss Miyano stated her conclusion:
“This feeling is pretty good.”
Aqiu!
Not far away, Makoto Sakaki sneezed suddenly, looked at the air conditioner on the wall blankly, grabbed the remote control while cursing, and adjusted the temperature from 16° to 22°.
He always feels like someone is insulting him...
“Found it!”
With the phone between his ears, Conan ran over, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down:
"The address of Domon Yasuki's fan club is at 3-chome-11, Beika-cho, near Shinjuku. They have a website dedicated to promoting Domon Yasuki. The contact number is 03-3501-0203."
"The doctor's work efficiency is quite fast!"
Kidd whistled to express his appreciation for Dr. Agasa.
Behind every successful person there is a good wife. Some are their wives, while others are gray-haired inventors who are often forgetful.
After confirming the address of the fan club, Conan immediately went online to check Domon Yasuteru's recent schedule and found that his schedule was almost full. Except for working hours, he was either giving public speeches, appearing on TV, accepting media interviews, or visiting some lonely elderly people to offer his condolences and care.
No matter how you look at it...
Yasuteru Domon seems to be on the path to becoming a politician.
His other two competitors were not to be outdone. Tokiwa Eisaku announced that for the sake of patients, the price of the drug developed by his team would be reduced by 30%. Senzu Junji went even further, hiring engineering teams to go deep into major residential areas to expand the green area of the communities, repair public facilities, and listen to public opinion. His slogan was to work together with the people to create a better Tokyo.
At first glance, they all seem to express their determination to do practical things after being elected, but...
"Oh, I don't know how long their enthusiasm can last."
Kidd curled his lips and said with disdain:
"Everyone knows that this is a show they put on to win votes! No matter how loud their slogans are, they disappear once they are elected. After being deceived a few times, people no longer believe them."
"Yes, so the support rates of Tokiwa Eisaku and Senzu Junji are not high. The total is only 30%, and there is even suspicion of malicious vote manipulation."
Osaka Black Chicken nodded:
"My dad once said that there are three things in this world that you cannot trust: the first is the tearful confession of a criminal after being arrested, the second is the sweet words a man says to you at the door of a hotel, and the third is the promises of politicians, which are all like farts!"
"Your father sees things clearly, Hattori!"
Conan and Kid exclaimed in admiration at the same time.
"Hey, he's still the director after all. He may be a bit strict, but his values are still very positive."
Waving his hands in disapproval, Black Chicken has become accustomed to this:
"The Black Organization is wary of Domon Yasuteru's overly upright and righteous character and his iron-fisted approach. They are also afraid that he will join forces with the FBI to attack the organization together. If that's the case..."
"We can keep a close eye on Domon Yasuhiro's schedule and protect him in secret while looking for traces of Gin, Chianti and others. It would be best if we could determine the places and residences they frequently visit, so that we can follow the clues and find the headquarters in one fell swoop!"
In order to destroy the APTX plan files, everyone also took great pains. They couldn't let the A drug plan files fall into the hands of other organizations, otherwise...
The Black Organization is likely to reappear in the world.
"Today at 3 pm, Yasuteru Domon will go to Ginza for a lecture tour."
Conan glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was almost 2 o'clock, so he stood up quickly:
"We have to go take a look, maybe there will be some unexpected discoveries. Who of you will come with me?"
"I'm going to pick up the goods."
Kidd shrugged.
"The skin-like silicone is almost used up. I finally contacted a supplier, but he doesn't have much stock. If I don't hurry, someone else will buy it first."
"Is there anyone still scrambling to buy that thing?"
Black Chicken asked casually.
"Damn, this is a hot commodity!"
With his eyes wide open, Kidd said seriously:
"Not to mention that there are two other companies in Tokyo competing with me to buy skin-like silicone, and even the police are investigating the source of this stuff. It's already great that I can buy it!"
"There are two more?"
Conan interrupted:
"It seems that the only people in Tokyo who know how to disguise themselves are you, Vermouth and my mom. Could it be that they are buying skin-like silicone?"
"It's probably true. I asked, but the seller won't reveal the buyer's information. Okay, okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I have to hurry to the port to pick up the goods. The seller won't wait for me after I'm late!"
Kidd rushed out in a hurry and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After a while...
There was the sound of a car engine downstairs. Sakaki Makoto was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched his chest, and the corner of his mouth twitched:
"Damn it! I was wondering why this guy ran so fast. He stole my car keys!"
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