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Chapter 027 Concubine Yingli

"Is that clear, Conan?"

"So that's it. Then why didn't Sister Xiaolan tell me earlier?" Conan was obviously relieved. It turned out that he really wasn't cheated.

"Of course it's to keep it a secret. My father must not know about this."

"That has nothing to do with me, right? You lied to me before and said you were going on a date." Conan was a little unhappy and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"Sorry, sorry, how about this? There happens to be a pastry shop opposite. I'll buy you a piece of cake as compensation."

With that said, Xiaolan stood up and walked outside without saying a word, giving Conan no chance to refuse.

This scene made Okino curl his lips and say in a strange way.

"Xiaolan is so considerate to you, and you even have cake to eat, haha."

"Humph, I think you are jealous of me, jealous that I have cake to eat." As soon as Xiaolan left, Conan immediately put away his innocent expression and began to mock Okino.

Hearing this, Okino let out a sigh, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. He had said so much just now that his voice was almost hoarse.

Okino Shimizu said that he is not as knowledgeable as a child, let alone a perverted kid who is seventeen years old on the inside and seven on the outside.

Seeing that Okino stopped talking, Conan also let out a bored sigh and looked around boredly. In just a moment, several "strange" people had come in.

A lady wearing sunglasses, judging from her attitude in talking to the waiter, was a bit arrogant. If this was the world of mystery novels, then she would definitely be the one who died later.

The second person is a down-and-out college student in his twenties with an unshaven beard. Judging from their conversation, he should be here to write his graduation thesis.

As for the third place, Huo! This guy is amazing. He is at least 1.8 meters tall. He has a general frame and a lot of muscles. At first glance, he thought he was a professional wrestler. What makes people care is the bandage on the ring finger of the man's left hand.

The rest were ordinary tourists, sitting quietly in the corner drinking coffee.

"Hey, Detective, seeing as you're so bored, why don't we make a bet?" Okino said suddenly, making Conan a little curious.

"What bet?"

"It's very simple. Just bet on whether something will happen here later. If something happens, I win. How about that?"

Hearing this, Conan's face suddenly darkened, and he roared at Okino.

"Asshole, how many times have I told you that I am not the God of Death!"

"Hey, it's not me who has the final say whether you are the God of Death, but that person." Okino pointed at it with his finger.

"That one? Who?" Conan wondered.

Okino Shi took a calm sip of coffee and said, "Of course it's Aoyama Gosho."

"Gosho Aoyama? Who is he? Is he your friend?"

"Well, that's alright. But then again, what do you think, do you want to bet or not?" It doesn't matter if Okino lost, it doesn't even matter if he doesn't bet, it's just fun and passing the time.

It would be more fun if Conan could be made aware of his special system.

Conan thought for a moment and did not agree rashly. He had suffered losses before. This guy always liked to bury himself when he had nothing to do, but he couldn't be fooled by the other party.

"Well...what's the bet."

"It's very simple. If I win, you can treat me to two cups of coffee. It's only a few hundred yuan. You should be able to afford it."

"Ahem, you actually covet a child's pocket money!" Conan almost spat out every mouthful of water and couldn't help but speak again.

"Okino, now I seriously suspect that you are just a poor person, and you even want me to buy you coffee."

"What's wrong with the poor guy? You can control the poor guy who makes me happy." Okino didn't take it seriously, but was actually proud of it.

"You, a rich second generation, don't know the happiness of being poor at all."

"Haha, what kind of happiness can a poor person have~" Conan didn't believe it at all and sneered.

"Wrong! That's totally wrong. You will never understand the joy of being a senior poor guy. It's like you don't have to worry about not having enough money at all."

"Tch, fool, keep fooling."

"Hmph, let me ask you something, have you ever made any money, even a penny?"

"Me!" Conan was stunned. He opened his mouth and I didn't say a single word for a long time.

"Okay, what are you thinking about? I just said it casually. If you don't even think about it, what's the use? You should think more about how to catch Ayumi. It's a waste of such a good person.

Little lolita."

"Pfft! What are you talking about? What are you talking about? I don't have any idea about Ayumi."

Conan never expected that Okino Shi had such a strong taste that he almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Okino, maybe you are interested in Ayumi, I think you are a lolicon!"

"Oh, I finally resisted. It's not easy." Okino glanced at Conan unexpectedly.

"Huh, that's not true. No, this is nothing." Conan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Hey, Xiaolan's mother is here, I'll pick her up."

"Eh?" In a daze, Okino Shi had already left his seat.

"Hello, are you Xiaolan's mother?"

"Who are you?" Feiying looked at the boy in front of her without any trace, and asked politely.

"My name is Okino Shi, and I'm here with you today. I'm here to wait for you."

"Really, what about Xiaolan?" Fei Yingli did not believe the words of the person in front of her. She was still vigilant in her heart, but she still maintained a formulaic smile on her face.

"She went to sell things across the street just now. She should come back soon...it looks like she's already back." Okino turned to one side and happened to see Xiaolan across the street.

"Huh?" Fei Yingli turned around and saw Xiaolan running over.

"Xiaolan."

"Mother."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so of course they had endless topics to talk about, but after Okino Shi's reminder, Xiaolan finally told the serious story.

In fact, Xiaolan originally wanted to avoid her mother when it came to eating, but her intuition was too strong. After just a few casual conversations, she immediately concluded that her daughter was hiding something from her.

No, in the end Xiaolan had no choice but to escape completely.

On the other hand, when Fei Yingli learned that she was going to have dinner with that smelly old man, her pretty face that was originally full of smiles immediately turned dark.

"No, no matter what, I won't eat with that smelly old man."

"Mom!" Although she had known this outcome for a long time, Xiaolan still did not give up. She took her mother's arm and shook it. Since words could not impress Fei Yingli, she resorted to cute tactics.

Fei Yingli had nothing to say to her daughter, and since Okino accidentally said something nice, Fei Yingli pretended to be helpless and agreed.

"Yeah, mom is great."

"Hey, I haven't come to see you for a long time. You must have lost weight." Fei Yingli doted on her daughter and looked at Xiaolan with distress.

"No mom."

The two women were talking across from each other, and Okino Shiya could only keep quiet and drink coffee. There was no way the women were talking about all kinds of topics, and he, a young man, couldn't get a word in at all.

This one, Goodfellas, and Conan are the same, and the boredom is almost written on their faces.

Okino Shimizu: 'Boy, say something quickly, I'm going to choke to death if this continues.'

Conan: 'Look what I do, I'm just a primary school student.'

Okino Misaki: 'It's just because you're a primary school student that I asked you to go. Wouldn't it be ok to just use your best tricks and cute tactics? I think you usually do it a lot.'

Conan: 'Haha, if you want to go, you can go even if you kill me. Aunt Yingli is very scary.'

Okino Shi: 'Are you sure you don't want to go?'

Conan: 'If you don't go, I won't go even if you kill me.'

Okino Shi: ‘Then I’ll beat you to death/(□′)┻━┻’

Conan: ‘Hey, don’t do anything, ah!!’

Conan died suddenly at the age of...seven years and one month...

"Ah! Someone is dead!!"

"What!" Conan's face suddenly changed. After identifying the voice, he hurriedly left his seat and ran behind him without even thinking.

On the other hand, Okino Shi was not surprised at all, he just raised his eyebrows as if he had expected it.

What a joke, if Conan, the god of death, is around, something will definitely happen.

Conan said, "If you don't die? How can I solve the case if you don't die? The plot can't go on without solving the case. Without the plot, there will be no audience. Without the audience... Detective Conan has stopped broadcasting! If it stops broadcasting, there will be no recommendation votes."

There are no recommendation votes and no rewards. The collections are also falling down slowly. Finally... the author just went to waste.

As for Fei Yingli, she frowned, but remained where she was to comfort her daughter.

Solving the case? It's Kogoro Mouri's business. She, as a lawyer, has nothing to do with it.

"Auntie Xiaolan, you guys sit here for a while, I'll go over there to see Conan first."

"Okay, Conan, I'll leave it to you, Okino-san."
Chapter completed!
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