When the tennis racket flew over, Chen Xing had just noticed it, but because he was all focused on Amuro, he didn't have time to remind him.

Conan fell to the ground, feeling only the stars appearing. With Ran Mori's anxious expression, he tilted his head and completely fainted.

"Conan, Conan!" Mori Ran said anxiously.

Toru Amuro temporarily gave up his conspiracy with Chen Xing and ran over quickly.

Not far away, several figures hurried over and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Taoyuan Qinyin clasped her hands together, "I just slid off my racket because of sweating from my hands."

While apologizing, she immediately contacted the doctor and invited everyone to her villa nearby.

Although Ran Maori was worried about Conan and was in a little unhappy mood, after all, the other party sincerely apologized, so she didn't say anything else.

Therefore, the group followed Taoyuan Qinyin and others to her villa in Linbian.

The villa is covered with green trees and the environment is very quiet, with only the crisp sound of birds singing, which adds to life.

In the villa.

After the doctor checked for a while, he carefully bandaged Conan's head with gauze, looked carefully, and then got up.

"Doctor, how about it?" Ran Maori hurriedly said.

"It should be regaining consciousness soon." The doctor said in a relaxed tone: "Please don't worry too much."

Sure enough, before long, Conan woke up slowly and sat up.

The doctor nodded, "It should be a slight concussion, but if he has numbness in his limbs, or wants to vomit and dizziness, he must take him to the hospital for examination."

"Okay." Ran Maori breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you very much."

After the doctor said goodbye, everyone looked at the primary school students on the sofa.

"It's good that your injury is not too serious." Kogoro Mouri was relieved.

Conan looked left and right, and said dazedly: "Where is this? Isn't this my villa for Sister Yuanzi?"

"This is my villa, sorry, little brother." The owner of the villa, Taoyuan Qinyin, apologized again.

"I have told you that you are so prone to sweating, so you must wrap anti-slip tape around the racket handle." Her classmate Umejima Matsuma said next to her.

"But it's a pity." A middle-aged man with flat glasses walked in from outside the door. "If my phone hadn't been out of power, I would have really wanted to take the impact image just now and uploaded it to the Internet. Because the attack on the children was not a murder serve, but a murder racket."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted behind him: "There are already children who are injured, what are you still talking about?"

"Just kidding, I just want to ease the heavy atmosphere here."

"Don't you know that you are joking to death?" Gao Lisheng, a young man with his forehead protection, said angrily.

"Don't be angry, it's just to celebrate the birthday of Melon. We members of the community rarely appear in this place, right?" said the middle-aged man, or Mira Ishiri, who looked too mature.

Machi Umejima smoothed out and said, "Yes, don't quarrel anymore, Guasheng will be very sad."

Afterwards, during a brief introduction, Chen Xing realized that they were all college students in the same club. He couldn't help but look at the white-headed "middle-aged man" Shili Sanro.

And this guy is also a person who can't rest. As soon as Gao Lisheng said something, he immediately smiled, "Okay, since this kid is safe, do you want to fight a group battle with us? It just so happens that we are four men and women, so why not have a mixed doubles game."

When Kogoro Mouri waved his hand and said, "I won't join you anymore."

Shili Sanro smiled and said, "Actually, you are not counting you, uncle."

"..." Kogoro Mouri.

"It's OK to play, but should you take a break first?" said Machichi Umeshima: "We've been exercising for a while in the morning."

"I'm so hungry," said Gao Lisheng.

Then, Yuanzi covered her stomach embarrassedly, her cheeks were red, "Actually, I'm a little hungry, too."

Chen Xing took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Maybe it's a little bit different," he said.

The garden is sometimes very careless. For example, it is easy to forget to eat when playing. When I was a child, I played tennis with her. In addition to giving her panda eyes, I always left things to eat in the kitchen at that time.

"It's okay." Yuanzi felt sweet in her heart.

Amuro looked at the two of them, his eyes falling on Chen Xing, as if he could burn him into a hole.

But Chen Xing was completely unaware of this, which made him feel quite powerful and had nowhere to use it.

"We want to eat Chinese cold noodles at noon. Should we eat them together?" Taoyuan Qinyin invited.

"I want to eat, I want to eat!" Kogoro Mouri responded first.

"Is it okay to bother you?" Toru Amuro said politely.

"It's okay, I'm also apologizing to you." Taoyuan Qinyin smiled.

Miran Ishiri curled his lips, "Then you don't have to prepare my serving. There is still a little left in yesterday's ice cream cake, and I want to eat it in the room."

"If you only eat that kind of thing as a meal, you will get fatter." Umejima Machi couldn't help but say.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shili Sanlang left indifferently.

Ran Mori walked to Conan and leaned over and said, "Then let's stay here too and help them prepare lunch. Conan, you'll wait here and let Chen Xing accompany you."

"Also, you must remember to thank Mr. Amuro in a while." She said with a smile.

Conan was stunned, "Thank you?"

"He just carried you over." said Ran Mori: "And before the doctor came, he gave you a perfect treatment. He is really a reliable man."

"It's not Chen Xing." Conan looked at someone who didn't say anything, but his presence was definitely the most male guy in the field. Because of his previous suspicion, he couldn't help but feel a little apologized.

...

Yuanzi and Ran Mouri went to the kitchen to help make lunch. Toru Amuro took the racket and wandered to someone.

"Boss, do you want to compete in another game?" He seemed unwilling to admit defeat.

Chen Xing glanced at him and knew that he didn't really want to play tennis.

"I won't."

"..." Amuro Toru, is this answer again?

"You didn't hold back at all before." He shrugged, "I almost thought somewhere had offended you, and there was a grudge between us."

The air conditioning in the room was a little cold. Chen Xing stood on the balcony, with lush green plants at his feet, and you could reach the leaves of the osmanthus tree with your hands.

He didn't say anything, but his cold attitude still made Amuro touch the wall.

Toru Amuro even thought that if this guy has a girlfriend in the future and then quarrels with his girlfriend, he must be one of the experts who are well versed in cold violence.

However, despite his slander, he was still thinking about whether his identity was exposed. No matter which one it was, even if it was a slight possibility, he had to be cautious.

"Let's go." Suddenly, he heard the man beside him say.

"What?" Amuro Toru subconsciously looked over. Could it be that he wanted to fire me?

Chen Xing picked up the racket and walked out.

"Okay!" Amuro's eyes lit up and he followed quickly.

On the sofa, the primary school student who was originally lying bored was watching the two go out and sneezes due to the air conditioner.

He sniffed and rubbed his arms upstairs.
Chapter completed!