Chapter 165 The little pigeon pecked at him
Conan eagerly squeezed into the house, put his skateboard aside, pulled Chizuru back to the living room, and then asked him with a serious expression, "Chizuru, are you sure you don't feel any discomfort?!"
Qianzhu looked at him hesitantly, then gently shook her head. "No, so what exactly do you want to say?"
Seeing this, Conan described what he had seen, but only received a slightly confused look from Chizuru.
"I'm not quite sure. I fell asleep after taking the medicine, and I didn't feel anything was wrong."
Conan paused for a moment, then began to suspect that Chizuku didn't want to tell him, so he pounced on his side, "Let me see your neck!"
Qianzhu: ?
Qianzhu was probably caught off guard and was pinned to the sofa by the corgi, which then started to grab his collar.
01: !! My host!!
Little White Dove: Coo coo coo coo!! (muttering curses)
The little corgi stared at the pale neck and fell silent.
No needle marks!
Unconvinced, he reached out and poked the spot where Qianzhu had been pricked by the needle.
The little corgi looked grave. He was certain he had seen the mysterious person prick Qianzhu with needles, but why were there no needle marks? They shouldn't have disappeared so quickly!
Thump!
"Ouch!" Conan covered his head where the little white dove had pecked him, then glared at the little white dove flapping its wings and looking equally angry.
01, unable to reach him, cheered from the sidelines, shouting, "Go, little pigeon! Peck him! Peck him!"
"Coo coo coo!"
As Qianzhu straightened her collar, she sat up and laughed at the 'battle' between the little corgi and the little white dove. Her pale and thin appearance gained a touch of vitality, like a summer sparkling fruit wine, with a sweet and refreshing fruity aroma that perfectly dispelled all her worries.
Suddenly, the corgi and pigeon that were 'fighting' stopped, while the fluffy white ball next to them drooled and kept pressing its system camera.
Click, click, click.
The little white dove landed on Qianzhu's shoulder and nuzzled his cheek with its little head.
Conan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Qianzhu coughed lightly twice, raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, and still had a smile on her face. "Alright, Conan, I'll go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. You should be able to rest assured then, right?"
Conan chuckled and nodded, rubbing the back of his head.
After chatting for a while, he left.
On the way back to the Mouri Detective Agency, Conan looked serious.
The white cloak the man was wearing reminded him of E, whom he had only met once in person.
But what he couldn't understand was why that person would target Qianzhu? What was the substance injected? And what was their purpose?
His thoughts were now like a tangled mess of yarn, impossible to untangle.
What he didn't know was that after he left, several white figures either climbed through the window or teleported directly into the Chino residence.
A man with golden curly hair and deep blue eyes, dressed in a platinum-gold suit, sat on the sofa, holding a steaming cup of black tea. He looked at Qianzhu with a gentle expression, smiled slightly, and asked softly, "How are you feeling?"
Qianzhu nodded and smiled as well, "The relief is progressing quite well."
R nodded, took a sip of tea, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses narrowed slightly, and his tone subtly revealed a hint of danger, "Unfortunately, the consciousness of this world is too stubborn..."
"Wuhu, I came across a video of all Xin/Ke today, so cute, so cute."
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