On a warm morning, the breeze gently blows across Mihua Town, bringing people a comfortable coolness. The lazy sun shines on the roof, making people think of the flower fields full of lavender.

Agasa's house.

"Mr. Yusaku Kudo has opened his hand...Mr. Yusaku Kudo has opened his hand..." In front of a coffee table filled with envelopes, Conan, who was sitting on the sofa, was bored and looked at the letter in his hand. "It was all letters to my father, probably from his detective fan?" He threw the letter into a big cardboard box at his feet, raised his head, and met him dissatisfiedly, and the whole person shrank into a ball on the sofa, was dozing off, shouting: "Hey, I said, please help me, okay?"

"That's a letter to your dad. Why should I help you clean up?" Asayu rubbed her eyes, very dissatisfied with Conan's disturbance to his sleep.

"Your father recently wrote the series of Dark Night Dukes, which he has been on the list of bestsellers in the United States!" The doctor wearing a pair of strange big glasses turned his head and said.

Qianyu frowned and looked at the workbench with a flashing light, and always felt that it seemed to explode soon.

"Yes!" Conan pulled his head out of a pile of letters, "But others are in Switzerland and often run around. What's abominable is that," Conan grinded his teeth, "I also want to find a way to send these letters to him!"

"Satisfied." Qianyu said quietly,.

"Uh..." The doctor was stunned for a moment and decided to change the topic, "Didn't he let you do your own thing, so it's okay to help him do something!"

"..." Conan and Asaha looked at the doctor helplessly.

Doctor, has anyone ever told you that your ability to change topics is terrible? Conan thought speechlessly. "By the way," he looked at the workbench with blue light, "What are you doing for me again?"

"I'm sorry, it's not that kind of gadget." When the invention was mentioned, the doctor immediately came to his spirit. "Humans only invented the plane when they studied birds flying in the sky, but no one has studied the scientific principles of insect wings. If I could research it as soon as possible and sell it as a toy, I would definitely become a Monopoly!"

"..." Conan looked at the mechanical mantis-like thing on the workbench speechlessly, and couldn't help but complain: "When will your dream come true? Most of you have been tired of listening to it since you were a child..."

"It's probably what kind of black technology is it?" Qian Yu said afterwards.

"But then again..." Conan looked at the pile of letters on the table, "There are so many letters, but none of them were written to me. I have probably been forgotten by this world, right?" After saying that, he sighed exaggeratedly.

"Actually, I didn't remember it at all?" Shanyu picked up the coffee cup at hand and took a sip, and said mockingly.

"...How lazy are you?" Conan said angrily as he looked at Asaha who was too lazy to sit upright when he even drank.

Shanyu ignored him at all and was still lying leisurely on the sofa.

"......Ah?" Conan looked down and was stunned when he saw the next letter in his hand. "Is this? Is it for me?"

"Kudo Shinichi's kiss..." Conan looked at the thing in his hand suspiciously, "Is there really there? Oh, there is one more."

"Miyamoto Charlotte is personally hiring. Moriya Diji." At some point, Asaha sat up and held a letter with the same envelope in her hand.

The two looked at each other and Conan opened the envelope first.

"I'm very presumptuous and suddenly wrote to you. To be honest, I have learned about your high school detective's performance on TV and newspapers, and I have always hoped to meet and chat with you. I will hold a garden tea party in the humble house on Tuesday, April 29 at 3:30 pm, and I hope to come and give you advice." After reading, Conan looked at the letter in Asaha's hand.

Asayu shrugged, took apart the envelope, and took Conan's portion together.

"I'm very presumptuous and suddenly wrote to you. To be honest, I've heard of your name and always hope to meet and chat with you. I will hold a garden tea party in the humble house at 3:30 pm on Tuesday, April 29, and I hope to come and give you advice." After reading the sentence one by one, Akatsuki was shocked to find that the two letters were almost the same except for a few words.

"This..." Conan looked at Asaha with the same expression on his face with laughter and cry, "I guess this person is too lazy to think of new words. The one I changed is probably because you don't go to the newspaper?"

"Mengu Di Er..." Qianyu pondered, "Is it that Moengu Di Er?" At the same time, some of the dusty memories in his mind seemed to be slowly awakening.

"Is this... detonating the skyscraper?" Qianyu murmured.

"What?" Conan's voice suddenly came, making him come to his senses, and he couldn't help but smile. What do you remember after so long? But, it seems that Conan and Xiaolan are in trouble this time?

Shaking his head and clearing out these chaotic thoughts, Akayu asked the doctor beside him: "Doctor, is this Morigumi Diji the famous architect?"

"That's right!" The doctor took off the funny glasses, "He is a professor in the Department of Architecture of Toku University and the leading architect in Japan."

"How could such a famous architect invite us?" Conan asked.

"That's it." The doctor touched his double chin, "Architect is also an artist, maybe he needs some special stimulation, right? Similarly, he is also a genius like me! Hahahaha!" The doctor laughed as he said that.

"...... Is it a genius?" Qianyu touched her forehead with a headache, and watched the mechanical mantis that the doctor had been busy all morning turn into a pile of scrap iron with a "click".

......

At night. Maori Detective Firm.

"Garden Tea Party?" Xiaolan asked strangely on the phone.

"Yes!" Conan held his bow tie helplessly and said to Xiaolan, "I happened to have a case on my hand that I couldn't get away, so..."

"Do you want me to go for you?" Xiaolan asked.

"Yes, the invitation letter says that you can invite friends to go with you, you will be with your father, and the one who lives in your house... What's the name..." Conan looked entangled as if he didn't know Conan, and Asaba looked terrible on the side.

"Conan." Xiaolan reminded.

"Yes, let's go together with you three." Conan hurriedly added, "Charlotte was invited, and he couldn't go either, so let the child who... called Akayu in the doctor's house go."

“……-_-|||” by Asaha

"Oh, you said Xiao Feng!" Xiaolan nodded, "No problem, but Shinichi..."

"Uh..." Conan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"You finally called, but it was for such a thing!" Xiaolan, who pretended to be angry, said angrily on the other end of the phone, and then smiled playfully, "Yes, but you have to promise me a condition."

The ominous feeling of "condition?" is aggravated.

"I want you to promise me to go to the midnight movie with me next weekend."

"Hey!??" Hearing this, Conan was stunned for a moment. Asayu, who was standing beside him, hugging his stomach and making a silent hilarious laugh.

"..." Conan glared at him fiercely, punched Qianyu's stomach, causing the latter to squat down weakly, but he was still laughing.

"What's the matter... We haven't met for a long time. We met in the lobby of Mihua Cinema City at 10 o'clock in the evening." Seeing Shinichi's intention of rejection, Xiaolan said angrily.

"That... Lan, I don't have time this weekend... Can I change it..."

"No! You must meet on May 3rd." Xiaolan's tone changed: "Xinyi, which one do you prefer red or blue?"

“…Why do you ask this suddenly?”

"Don't worry, answer quickly!" Xiaolan's tone became quick.

"Then... let's... red!" Conan said helplessly.

"Red!" Xiaolan smiled happily, "It's indeed red, I knew you would choose red!"

A smile appeared on Conan's face, thinking to himself, because red is your favorite color.

"Hey! Is the dinner ready?" Conan could hear Kogoro's voice from the phone.

"Okay, that's it! Remember to be ten o'clock on the evening of the third day!" Xiaolan said and hung up the phone.

"Hey! Lan..." Conan shouted hurriedly, but the sound of the phone was just the sound of the wind.

"You are quite good at coaxing girls!" Qian Yu said lightly.

"What's the point of coaxing?" Conan said with a wry smile. "If I could go to the movie with her, wouldn't I go to the tea party by myself?"

“That’s right.”

Under the dim light, the shadows of the two children were pulled long, very long...

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Chapter completed!