"No, no, no, no, I was wrong."

Conan became even more anxious when he heard that he would not be given the antidote. What he said just now was just a joke. If he was not given the antidote, wouldn't he really just see Xiaolan fall into the arms of others?

"Actually, you're pretty good as Conan."

Guangyou commented from the side, "Look, this girl Bumi also likes you. She looks quite cute now. She is a beautiful woman. You deserve it."

Anyway, he doesn't think it's a big deal, and he's very skillful in putting a little more fuel on the fire.

Suddenly Guangyou felt that the soft flesh on his waist was rotated forty-five degrees, and then he heard Xiao Ai's soft whisper, "How about I give him the antidote, and you take Bumi too? You don't either

It’s a loss.”

"Hey hey hey."

Conan couldn't help laughing when he saw it, but at the same time he didn't forget to add insult to injury, "Haiyuan is right, you will definitely not lose. I am a pretty girl."

The play he watched was really wonderful, but it was a pity that there were no melon seeds on the table. Otherwise, it would be wonderful to eat melon seeds while watching the play.

"How can it be?"

Although the pain from his waist never stopped for a moment, Guangyou's face still had a calm expression, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his current state.

Guangyou felt that the hands on his waist were strengthening again, and he quickly said: "I definitely don't have such thoughts, my sincerity can be judged by the sun and the moon!"

Xiao Ai then let go of her hand, rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand to rub the place where she had just twisted it, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Guangyou took a breath, then waved his hand: "It doesn't hurt, this little pain is nothing."

Xiao Ai rubbed it and asked in a funny way: "What about one more time?"

Guangyou repeatedly refused: "Then forget it."

After chatting for a while, Guangyou realized that it seemed that the doctor hadn't come back yet, so he looked at Conan and asked: "By the way, where is the doctor?"

Conan explained: "He took Bumi and the others to dinner. He said he was throwing a celebration party for me. I was anxious to come back to you, so I ran away first."

Except for Guangyou, almost no one knew the information about the bomb deactivation. They thought that Conan really defused the bomb and successfully escaped death.

Guangyou could imagine the pitiful expression on Ayumi's face when it was about to explode, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The feelings of childhood can be remembered for a long time, and Ayumi will eventually remember her feelings for Conan this time.

However, this relationship went astray at the beginning, and there would be no result from the beginning. When the time comes, Ayumi will not know how sad she will be when she learns the truth.

To put it another way, Ayumi is not wrong. When you meet a good-looking little brother, you will have a good impression in your heart. In addition, Conan has a rich knowledge reserve. It is normal to have a vague relationship over time.

Innocent Ayumi met the wrong person at the right time...

Anyway, I feel sorry for Bo Bumei first..

Conan stayed for a while and then left. He really didn't want to see these two guys fighting each other in front of him. It was so cruel to dogs...too cruel to people.

Thinking of this, Conan raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "Conan, it's too difficult. Let's go back to find Xiaolan."

....

"What do you want for dinner?"

Guangyou looked at Xiao Ai, reached out and pinched her nose, and said, "You do it at noon, I'll do it in the evening."

Xiao Ai leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said in a slightly lazy voice: "Whatever you make, everything you cook is delicious."

Guangyou put his chin against her smooth forehead and said, "How about I cook an authentic Western meal?"

Xiao Ai straightened up, looked at Guangyou, and asked, "You mean, what I do is not authentic?"

Guangyou shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's just..."

Xiao Ai narrowed her eyes, and there was a hint of threat in her words: "Just what?"

Guangyou stretched out two fingers to make a gesture and explained: "It's just a comparison with me, it's still a little bit behind."

"Hmph." Xiao Ai snorted disdainfully, "Since you don't think it's good, I won't make it for you to eat in the future, just to save some trouble."

Guangyou stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms again, explaining: "How is it possible? What you cook is delicious, but compared with me, what I cook is more delicious."

Xiao Ai admitted this in her heart, but on the surface she still said adamantly: "My cooking is delicious."

Guangyou's lips curled up slightly: "Really? I think what I make will taste better."

Xiao Ai still denied: "Mine is more delicious!"

Guangyou hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "In that case, you should do it tonight."

"Um?"

Xiao Ai raised her head and looked at Guangyou in confusion. This was completely out of character.

Guangyou reached out and scratched Xiao Ai's nose, and said with a smile: "I lied to you, let's go shopping together later, I'll cook tonight."

....

"I'm back."

Conan pushed open the door of the office and looked at Uncle Maori who was drinking a glass of water and Xiaolan sitting on the sofa. He suddenly felt something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the office was very strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange. It looked quite normal. Uncle Maori still looked as idle as ever, and Xiaolan looked very serious in reading.

To be on the safe side, I'd better withdraw first.

After this idea came to his mind, Conan said hello to the two of them: "I'm going to go upstairs to read first, and I'll come down later for dinner."

"stop."

Just as Conan was about to close the door, Uncle Maori's voice floated over.

"Uncle, what can I do for you?"

Conan showed a child's smile and said, "If nothing happens, I'll go up and read a book first."

"Kid, you are so majestic today."

Uncle Maori put aside his life, stood up and walked to Conan, staring at Conan with his head lowered.

Although Uncle Maori usually looks carefree, when he gets serious, he is full of aura.

Conan was a little embarrassed by the sight, but he could only keep his smile: "Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't even understand."

"Conan."

Xiaolan, who was sitting on the sofa, closed her book, stood up, closed the office door, and locked it. Then she turned around and looked down at Conan, "You are very brave. You have learned how to defuse bombs now."

At this time, Conan also knew the reason for the strange atmosphere. He felt weak and had a thin stream of cold sweat on his forehead: "This... that..."

Xiaolan frowned, crossed her waist, and reprimanded: "Do you know how dangerous this kind of thing is?"

"Even so, you little brat is really careless."

Uncle Maoli also shouted angrily, "If something happens to you, how can I afford your child support...Where are your parents?"

After hearing this, Conan revealed his half-moon eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Hey, uncle, you exposed your secret, you are so showy for the alimony...

The two of them took turns scolding Conan, not saying anything the same. Conan was a little scared at first, but then he got used to it, and it went in one ear and out the other.

Continuing to scold him was no solution. Conan rolled his eyes and had an idea. He explained to the two of them, "Actually, I didn't go in. Brother Shinichi went in to defuse the bomb."

Xiaolan immediately stopped scolding and asked doubtfully: "Shinichi?"

Conan nodded: "Yes, mainly because Brother Shinichi didn't want to be exposed, so he asked me to appear on TV for him."

"Really?" Xiaolan looked at Conan with doubt, "Don't lie."

Conan nodded quickly, as if please believe me.

"Humph, it's that bratty detective boy who makes his own decisions again."
Chapter completed!