"hiss..."

The two detectives took a breath.

They heard it, and the other brother was not talking about any case. It was purely to retaliate against the two people who did not sleep.

However, I really want to listen ...

"No ... Mr. Edo's two friends, they are like us at night, don't want to sleep?" Conan said, it seemed to want to ease the atmosphere.

"No, in fact, except Mr. Edo, his two friends were not deeply touched by that matter, and it didn't take long ... the two fell asleep."

Ye Geng passed a black skin to Conan.

But that sight was shifted in Conan's eyes, it seemed ... seemed to be behind him, the gap between the bed and the floor ...

The moment Conan understood this eyes, the whole person was numb. He even vaguely felt the coolness of the neck, as if anyone breathed behind him ...

"Mr. Edo's physique is thin, and it is also a short one among his peers ..."

Ye Geng ignored Conan's gradually stiff face and continued: "Although the space of the apartment is quite spacious, the three people sleeping on the floor of the bedroom still seemed crowded.

After entering the seam of the bed ... "

Hey ... This story must be now edited!

My name is Edogawa Conan, and the protagonist is Mr. Edo. You look at it and I am beside the bed. The next sentence is squeezed into the bed seam. Would you like it?

"Forget it, go to sleep." Ye Gei suddenly stopped the topic.

"Ah?" The nervous nerves of the Ministry of Service suddenly relaxed, but there was still a little meaning, "Why, what about one brother?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, let's use their imagination freely." Ye Geng said.

Conan: "..."

Service Department: "..."

Hey, what does it mean to make us think? You are too irresponsible for your storytelling.

Isn't it ready to take it out for others?

However, it always feels weird ...

If the story is really finished, and after the two find out that things have nothing to do with them, even if the voice of a brother is cold, it is difficult for them to have a sense of influence.

What about now?

Rainy night, ground shop, three people.

Conan just lay on the bed again.

The sight of the service department immediately fell on a detective.

Conan's speechlessness, how? Is it really possible to put my arms in and try the results?

What about the atmosphere of chat?

It seems to be gone.

But sleeping now, I always feel a little unwilling ...

What is the arms of Mr. Edo? What did you touch under the bed?

The thoughts of the two detectives flowed, and at the same time, the brain supplemented the story, but there was no thought of chatting.

Before he fell asleep, he could feel that there seemed to be a face in the seam of the bed, and he was staring at him from time to time.

At four in the morning.

A black skin was also awakened by nightmares.

He got up quietly, accidentally supported Ye Gengyi's ground, but he touched it.

Hey ... Is it better to go to the bathroom?

However, this is convenient for him to start actions.

The service department just hesitated for a moment, so he hurried to the balcony and transferred the sunny doll to the room.

Rarely came to Tokyo, and for Kudo's identity, this guy actually wanted to abandon himself to camping?

At this moment, a scientific black skin detective also pressed the chips on metaphysics.

The sight fell out of the window.

The rain is still down.

However, the lights of the detective firm on the second floor were reflected on the street through the glass.

No, that uncle hasn't slept yet?

The service department is not too sleepy now, and I want to go to see the progress of Mao Okong Goro chasing the stars.

However, when he quietly opened the door.

Seeing that Maori Kogoro was sleeping on the sofa, and Ye Jianyi was sitting in front of the desk, he still wrote that he knew those separated, but after connecting, he couldn't understand the meaning of the meaning.

The sound of rain outside the window seems to be integrated with the rustling sounds when writing, even if there is no noise interference of a tool person, but somehow, the service of the service is that it feels so quiet here.

Maybe it is not sound that is quiet, but that person ...

At this moment, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of Ye Gee's blunt words on weekdays.

Not only because of the focus of this person, but also because everyone's energy and focus are different.

If you have to be as good as all aspects of all aspects, I am afraid that people who really propose this assumption will not be done.

"Wake up?" Ye Gi noticed his gaze, looked up and greeted him, and soon his eyes fell back to his hand again.

"Um." The service department nodded gently.

He wants to say something, but he doesn't know which topic should be cut in ...

Ask you why you don't sleep?

I always feel that this problem is many.

"There is hot water on the coffee table." Ye Geng said.

This was when he came down before, and helped Maori Konori prepare, but because the water was too hot, neither of them drank it.

"Ah? I'm not thirsty ..."

"I thirsty."

"Well..."

The service department sweated and took the water cup to the desk.

Ye Gi took a sip and asked, "Don't you sleep so late? Have you thought about it?"

"Also ... well."

If you are sunny dolls or something, don't take it out and say it.

"If you are here to ask me the follow -up ..."

"Not ..." The service department waved his hand again and again.

I just forgot about the things under that bed!

"Oh ..." Ye Giyi continued to gently hold the water cup.

After a moment of silence, the service department saw that Ye was more late and did not write, and asked: "More brother, am I disturbing you?"

"Just now, no now." Ye Ge said.

ah?

The service department was stunned for a while.

Ye Geyi explained: "A few seconds ago, I had finished a model data, and now I am looking for loopholes. However, I just calculate this basic data.

"... It turned out to be like this," the service department blinked, "More brother, what are you studying the robot, what do you want to do in the end?"

"There are a lot of uses. For the simplest example, if there are enough robots, and the accuracy of the data model can be close to infinite, then the gunshot of the problem, just ten seconds to cure it."

Ye is more.

What ... what?!

The service department was shocked.

He wanted to ask if he was joking, but he couldn't say how to say it.

"Don't look at this expression, that's just an idea, there are still many difficulties in the road to success ..." Ye also said: "Sometimes even if you know that the road is right, it is difficult to achieve technology."

"... So, what should we do now?"

"How about going to sleep?"

"Uh ... sleep, sleep?"
Chapter completed!