There's also a description of a husky.
Guangyou also became somewhat interested; he quite liked huskies, but they were too prone to letting loose.
"In the Northern Sea there is a dog named Ha. One Ha is worth three tigers, three Ha sink an aircraft carrier, five Ha destroy a country, ten Ha destroy the world, a hundred Ha dismantle the Milky Way, a thousand Ha dismantle the universe, and ten thousand Ha create the world."
Kōyū's words made Ai chuckle: "That's too much of an exaggeration."
"It may be an exaggeration, but the reality is quite troublesome. If you don't train them, a husky can easily damage your sofa and other furniture. When you go out and come home, you might even think you've entered the wrong house."
While the two were chatting, Xiaolan and the others also took their bags and went into the villa.
Ai also put on an apron with great interest and made chocolate with Ran.
After glancing at it, Guangyou lost interest and left.
Chocolate!
It's very simple: buy the finished chocolate, melt it, put it into a mold to set, and finally decorate it.
The finished product can be described in two words: perfect!
Don't ask, it's just convenient.
Guangyou took a few steps in the snow, and the feeling under his feet was completely different from before, which made him feel very unfamiliar.
Just walking on snow isn't very interesting; when it snows, you definitely want to have a snowball fight and build a snowman.
Guangyou was the only one outside, so they couldn't have a snowball fight. As a result, Guangyou had to build a snowman by himself.
Making a snowman is simple: take the biggest ball, put a smaller ball on top, and then put the smallest ball on top of that. Finally, stick some branches or something on either side as arms.
It's simple, but it's actually Guangyou's first time building a snowman.
There's too little snow in the south, and even when it does fall, it doesn't accumulate. Forget about building a snowman, it's difficult to even make a snowball the size of a fist.
Guangyou was engrossed in building a snowman, completely oblivious to how ugly it looked.
Conan looked out the window and saw the snowman, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Through the window, Guangyou couldn't hear his laughter; he was engrossed in the joy of building a snowman.
When the pile was almost finished, Guangyou noticed that snowflakes were falling from the sky again, which was not a good omen.
The snowman is still a little short, but Guangyou doesn't want to expose himself to the snow because of it.
After kicking the snowman so hard it collapsed, Guangyou suddenly realized that kicking a snowman was more fun than building one.
The moment the snowman was kicked apart, he found the feeling somewhat addictive.
After offering incense, Chiyoko returned to the mountain villa with Saburo.
The snow isn't very heavy yet, so the reporter who went out to take pictures should have returned by now, but I haven't seen him yet.
Somewhat worried, Mika and Riyako hurriedly ran out of the villa to look for Niko before the snow got too heavy.
As dusk approached, Kōyū, who was already sitting on the sofa, looked at Ai, who still had a trace of chocolate on her face, with a smile in his eyes.
Why are you staring at me like that?
Ai looked at Kyouyu with a puzzled expression.
Kwang-yu pointed to her cheek.
Ai only noticed the chocolate on her face after she picked up a mirror. She blushed and quickly wiped her face with a tissue.
Why didn't you remind me sooner?
Guangyou had actually been watching for quite a while, but he only spoke up after she asked him.
Kwang-yu raised an eyebrow and said, "Because I want to see it."
Ai rolled her eyes at Kousuke, then got up and went to the kitchen.
"I'm full."
Conan looked straight ahead, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and patted his stomach.
Guangyou didn't say anything, he just shook his head.
Yako and Shiko suddenly pushed the door open and entered, saying with some worry, "We have searched all the places he might go, but we still haven't found Erheng."
Uncle Mori didn't dare to hesitate either. Taking advantage of the fact that they could still see things outside, he quickly pushed open the door and split up with Ako Mika to look for the missing Niko.
Ran went along too, while Mitsuyu and Conan, being children, were arranged by Ran to stay at the villa.
Kōyū was too lazy to go out, but Conan was unwilling to stay there, so he took Saburo and ran out the door.
As soon as Conan left, the back door of the villa opened, and another Saburo walked out from behind the door.
What's going on?
Ai, left in the kitchen, watched as Saburo stood up, picked up Ako's chocolate, and then ignored Ai as he ran out the back door.
"Oh, this is another one, it should be called Jiro."
Guangyou closed the back door, turned around and said, "The two of them take turns guarding the tombstone of the male owner of this manor."
When Guangyou saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but marvel at how intelligent the two dogs were.
It's quite clever that they could guard the tombstone day after day, year after year, without ever being discovered.
After hearing Guangyou's explanation, Xiao Ai became even more curious about the two dogs.
"Aren't you going to tell the great detective?"
"Him? If I get involved, he'll get much less of the thrill of solving the case, and then he'll say I'm meddling again."
Guangyou shrugged; the goal of this trip was to make chocolate anyway.
Let Conan immerse himself in the thrill of solving the case all by himself.
By the time Uncle Mori returned, it was completely dark, and as expected, Erheng, who had gone out to film the animals, also died.
The moment he got back, Uncle Mori called the police.
Unfortunately, an avalanche occurred around 8 p.m., blocking the tunnel that was the only way to get there, so the police couldn't get there quickly.
The earliest they can get here is tomorrow morning, and even then, the police can't guarantee they'll be able to get here by tomorrow morning.
Yuzo Sakami, who came with him, looked like he already knew, and said, "I told you so. You didn't believe me when I said it earlier."
Sitting to the side, Guangyou pursed his lips and whispered, "Isn't it you guys who did this?"
Conan focused slightly. He had heard what Mitsuyu said in a low voice, and he became wary of the two of them.
He understood Guangyou's personality; he wouldn't speak without reason under these circumstances, and almost everything he said came true.
Sometimes Conan is also confused. He tries his best to deduce the truth, but Mitsuyoshi always manages to find out the truth before he does.
This left Conan feeling somewhat helpless.
They discussed the case intently, and even Uncle Mori, unusually serious for a moment, became quite attentive during the discussion.
Yuzo Sakami and Hajime Itakura walked up to Uncle Mori and asked, "Didn't that guy have any other negatives or tapes in his bag?"
Uncle Maori took off his gloves, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Yes, we do, but those are all unopened."
"Perhaps it's because Mr. Erheng prefers taking photos to photography."
Before he could finish speaking, Yako retorted, "That's not how it works. If he really had a choice, he would choose to use photography to record what he sees. He took quite a few pictures last night."
Conan looked up at Ako and asked, "Can we see that videotape?"
"It's possible, but he had a lot of rolls in his bag, so it would be a bit difficult to find them."
"Then I can only ask you, Sister Ayako."
Guangyou said with a smile from the side.
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