"Xiao Ai? Come back, Uh? Are you good today?" Matsuda, when I returned home, I had no sense of crisis at all, nor did I feel at all being followed. Of course, while he did not take the stalkers of the Black Organization seriously, he also ignored the great crisis brought to him by the Metropolitan Police Department.

"You're back." Ai stood up from the sofa: "I've bought all the vegetables you asked me to buy. Let's go cook in the kitchen."

Cooking? Matsuda's eyes narrowed into straight lines: "Isn't that what you should do?"

Me? I'll cook? I stood up silently and walked into the kitchen. OK, let's give it a try.

When Ai steadily brought the plate to the dining table, Matsuda had a bad premonition. What is this? Is this? Is there no limit on human pursuit of material things now? Anything that can be put into his mouth can be called supper?

"Don't you start?" Ai's tone was plain, but there was a magic that made people unable to refuse. Who would have the courage to reject a very elegant little loli.

Matsuda had no choice but to refuse, so he held up his chopsticks and picked up a large piece of vegetable leaves and put them in his mouth. Then a sense of powerlessness of the sky and the earth broke into his body, like a cold current that spanned tens of millions of kilometers of Siberia pouring into his body.

Matsuda, whose cheeks were pressed against the dining table, weakly commented on Ai's first dinner: "Now I finally know why you are an indispensable expert in the organization, a poison researcher."

"Is it very unpalatable?" Ai hadn't moved his chopsticks at all. Sure enough, cooking was not a simple thing: "So order takeaway."

"Is that so? I want to eat..." Matsuda was helplessly preparing to order.

"Just eat these." Ai interrupted Matsuda lightly: "Don't waste it. I bought a lot of vegetables, and I used all the money you handed me to me in the morning."

Puff~~Matsuda wanted to vomit blood, and this amazing intelligence made him flow backwards, which finally gave him the strength to stand up: "Isn't that the money you used to buy groceries this month?"

"So don't waste it." Ai, who had already walked to the living room, didn't even reply: "I will order a pizza, don't forget to pay later."

"I'm handing all the money on me into your hands, okay?" Matsuda let out a terrible wail.

"What?" Ai asked back strangely: "It's the end of December now. Don't you pay bonuses every six months?"

"How could that kind of thing be sent to me?" Matsuda muttered in his heart. It's already December? No, it's so miserable. I'd known that I wouldn't beat Smino. Speaking of which, how could it be December? Obviously, my memory still has a few chapters not long ago, the explosion of Moriya Diji in May.

It feels like it has been half a year before a long time? No! I'll go~ There should be another bonus in June that hasn't been given to me!! I'll take it! I've hit two punches this year and knocked off my bonus for one year!!??

"Hey, you're not dead." Ai walked over and looked down at Matsuda lying on the ground foaming at her mouth: "Tomorrow is January 1. Kudo Shinichi and his friends invited me to go to the stadium to watch the football match. Should I go?" The New Year is here, but it's really strange. Why do you only remember the day of the month and day, but you don't have the impression of the year at all? Which year is it? Xiao Ai couldn't even think of what was wrong with her memory.

"Go, how can you not go?" Matsuda sat cross-legged on the ground: "It's rare that Xiao Ai will make friends."

"Stop joking." Ai's tone finally changed, his voice became shorter: "If the organization knows that I have been in contact with that group of children, then..."

"Isn't it better not to let your organization know." Matsuda touched Xiao Ai's head: "Don't worry, now you just need to be a carefree child, I will have everything."

Matsuda's voice was very light and soft. But it was this gentle and comforting sentence that seemed to be "I have everything" that made Ai's heart a warm power emerge, the name of that power was called courage. The courage to face difficulties, pain, and fear. Ai didn't say anything anymore, just nodded and nodded vigorously.

"Hey, have you told Shinichi Kudo about your identity?" Matsuda asked with a smile.

"No." Ai thought of the scene where he came into contact with Conan in recent days, and the mentality of knowing the other party's little secret made her smile knowingly: "He is still shouting to see the hero today. Oh, Hero Akagi, the ace player of one of the teams, and he is like a child when talking about football."

A smile is also something that can dispel fear. When Matsuda saw Xiao Ai's smile, she knew that she had temporarily put down the burden in her heart. She patted her hand on her head twice, as if she wanted to convey more power.

Yes, since I am there, you just need to do what your children do. Matsuda is not as relaxed as it appears. After all, whether it is Kudo Shinichi or Miyao Shiho, they are still underage children, so they must not let any accidents happen.

Having said that, Akagi Hero? Who is it? Matsuda rubbed his temples in distress, trying to make himself recall the name. It seems that he was threatened by someone, and he was jealous of his football skills. It wouldn't be tomorrow: "Is tomorrow's game very important?"

"It is said that the final is coming." Xiao Ai is not a fan either: "It should be very important."

An important game? Ace player? Conan Death? It seems that this incident should be this time. Matsuda grabbed his hair. Conan is really the God of Death. He can encounter troublesome events wherever he goes. It seems that I will also go tomorrow. I cannot expose Conan's ability to reason beyond ordinary people.

January 1, National Arena.

In the final of the Emperor's Cup in Japan? Smino glanced at the tickets in his hand and threw them into the trash can next to him. Football is meaningless and consumed a lot of time, energy and money, just to satisfy his own incomparable desires. Such a luxurious court is really a tragedy of the times.

"Matsuda Geota is inside?" Smino asked the person next to him.

"Yes." The man replied carefully.

"I was under your surveillance from his exit from the Metropolitan Police yesterday?" Smino continued to ask.

"That's right." The man thought about it and added: "Yesterday we found that Qin's man was also following this policeman, and he absolutely had no chance to contact outsiders."

"Silly." Smino snorted: "You can follow him, but he just wants you to follow." So what exactly does he mean? What is he going to hide behind the news conveyed through these wastes? He needs to continue to test him.

Oh~~This Akagi hero's skills are pretty good. Matsuda stared at the hero who was dribbling on the court, and was joking about scoring in his heart. Will the person who threatened him appear? But there are so many people on the court, find the person who threatened the player from 60,000 people?

Hum? Matsuda felt a sense of pressure coming from behind. He turned his head and glanced. It was Smino: "Ha, is it a pleasant 24 hours?"

"Well, it's very pleasant." Smino stood next to Matsuda, but he took a step forward without looking back: "I found a little fun in life."

"You actually have fun?" Matsuda said hilariously.

"Of course, that's you." Smino said calmly: "That punch was so refreshing, right? Is that feeling of not restraining one's anger, that feeling of breaking everything, ignoring the rules, as if the whole world is in his own hands, is it so refreshing?"

"You crazy man." Matsuda looked down at his fist: "I regret hitting you a little." If I had known it was the time to pay the bonus, who would have been foolishly causing trouble?

"Repent? This kind of word will also appear on you?" Smino finally turned around: "I said that you are the same person as me. You must not get rid of your obsession with this feeling. Just like me..." Smino poked his head into Matsuda's ear, "Like I was the first time I killed someone."

"Stop disgusting me here." Matsuda pushed Smino away in confusion: "Get away, you, the dark maggot in your heart. You have occupied a large chapter and have caused dissatisfaction among readers."

"Is it my responsibility to update too slowly?" Smino said unconsciously: "It's not that my heart is dark, but that the world is already collapsing." Speaking of this, on the court, Akagi Hero's header shot caused cheers from the audience: "Look at these foolish people, they are wasting their lives for boring football."

"Bored?" Matsuda heard Smino say this and joke: "Pursuing victory and challenging the limits, this spirit of self-defeating is the essence and charm of competitive sports. On this stage, there are hundreds of thousands, even millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions of people fighting for their ideals and constantly surpassing themselves. Watching them shed their youth and passion, watching them inspire people to move forward and let people find the power to move forward, you do not respect the respect, but instead think that it is a waste of time and life. Could it be that you still have the attributes of a house hidden? Block yourself and live in false fantasies."

"Shut up!" Blood vessels slowly emerged on Smino's forehead, but he was still trying to suppress himself. Matsuda's smile was seen by him, and he actually felt a burning feeling, the burning feeling that was covered by the sun and almost nowhere to hide.

"Shut up? I have a lot of desire to talk to you now." Matsuda's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Smino, I see through you."

"You, a person who has never used violence, actually got scheming. The last gunshot wound was not healed yet. You were not sure to beat me in this state. Even if you could still maintain the best condition at that time, you would not last long. Now your legs are seriously dragging down your speed. You can't dodge my bullets anymore. Don't you always think that I am the same person as you?"

Speaking of this, Matsuda paused and leaned into Smino's ear, just like his actions when he said "the first murder" just now, and his tone was imitating: "If you appear in front of me again, then I will beat you up and bloom with peach blossoms on your face."

After saying that, Matsuda laughed "hissingly" and turned around and left with a cool look, leaving Smino alone.

Matsu~Tian~Tian~Tian~Ping! I have to admit that you have angered me. Before you reach the end of the name "death", I will completely crush you, your dignity, your ideals, your love... everything about you will be trampled on!!!

PS: By the way, I logged in to Qidian and went directly to the author area. I just saw the radio in my space today. Sorry, sorry, I will leave a book review in the future. Let Smino retire for a while and start the normal plot. Haha, I believe no one will guess what the next event is wrong.

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Chapter completed!