Chapter 180 Magic Lovers Gathering

By the time Fujino drove back from the crime scene, Yuanzi and Xiaolan had already been waiting at the Poirot Café for a long time.

Xiaolan was wearing a dark yellow sweater skirt, lined with a black shirt, and a pink coat, while Yuanzi was wearing a green sweater, a black knee-length skirt, and a brown plush coat.

Black socks are wrapped around the calf.

"By the way, where did Mr. Amuro go?"

As soon as Fujino entered Poirot Cafe, he heard Sonoko asking in confusion.

"I haven't seen Mr. Amuro for a long time."

Xiaolan glanced around and replied.

Hearing this, Fujino’s jaw dropped and he also reacted.

It seems like he hasn’t seen Toru Amuro for a long time.

The last time he saw Touko was probably not long before he met Kuroba Kaito at the last ski resort.

After thinking for a moment, he walked forward and asked Azusa Enomoto, who was sweeping the floor, "Miss Enomoto, where is the waiter who looks like me? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Azusa Enomoto is a female clerk at Poirot Cafe. She has long, straight black hair, blue pupils, and a baby face. She looks like the big sister next door. She usually likes to wear casual clothes, and most of the time she wears a jacket in front of her casual clothes.

A white apron.

"Fujino-kun, are you talking about Mr. Amuro?"

Azusa Enomoto thought for a moment, "He recently said that he found some other high-paying job, so he resigned..."

"Did you resign?"

Fujino frowned.

The working emperor is not working, is he withdrawing?

I guess the winery gave up investigating him?

Fujino is a little confused.

Since the other party was willing to use a dump truck to assassinate him, and also sent an intelligence officer named Toru Amuro to investigate him, logically it shouldn't end like this...

If they really killed his parents, then logically they shouldn't let him go so easily.

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"Brother Fujino, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiaolan."

Before leaving, Mouri Kogoro came over and whispered: "I'm really worried about her going to a party with a group of strangers."

"Leave it to me."

"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Fujino."

Mouri Kogoro patted Fujino on the shoulder.

"Sister Xiaolan! I want to go to that party too!"

Just when Fujino was about to turn around, get in the car, and drive, Conan's delicate voice came to his ears.

Fujino turned around and saw Conan acting coquettishly and cutely in a sickly and weak manner.

"No!"

Mouri Kogoro walked over and lifted Conan up, "You are already sick and you still have to go out. Aren't you afraid that the cold will get worse?"

Conan immediately acted like a child and started making nonsense: "No! No! I want to be with Sister Xiaolan! I also want to go to the villa on the mountain to see the snow scene!"

Fujino stood aside and quietly recorded this scene with vision-enhancing glasses.

Conan now is like a primary school student with some intellectual problems.

It doesn’t look like it’s pretending at all.

I guess some plays become real as they are being acted out, right?

Wait n years later, and release the video he has been recording with vision-enhancing glasses.

There is a high probability that Kudo Shinichi will die directly from society.

I guess I woke up in the middle of the night, recalling the embarrassing scene of my social death, and shouted: blanch!

"Dad, why don't we let Conan go with us."

Xiaolan saw that Conan was weak and looked like a pitiful, coquettish child, and she felt so soft-hearted that she couldn't bear it.

"Don't cause trouble to Xiaolan and the others."

Seeing that his daughter had already spoken, Mouri Kogoro couldn't say anything more, so he scolded Conan.

"But the snow scene..."

Fujino raised his head and glanced at the dim sky.

Snowflakes are falling.

Before you know it, winter has arrived...

He remembered that it was summer a few days ago.

Well, it deserves to be the world of Kexue.

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On the way to the agreed villa on the mountain.

Fujino sat in the driver's seat and glanced at the sick Conan sitting in the back seat: "Conan, is this guy sick again?"

"He may have caught a cold when he went to Izu a few days ago."

Xiaolan explained: "Last night after I got home from school, I suddenly caught a cold."

Fujino glanced at Conan.

This guy has a cold again?

Could it be some wonderful side effect of aptx4869?

He remembered the last time he went bowling. Didn't this kid catch too many colds?

Or is it something evil?

He had had contact with things like souls before.

For example, Soul Lotus.

The soul lotus root is a golden item, and most golden items have abilities far beyond reality, and the lotus medal attached to the soul lotus root can even absorb the soul power of the deceased to strengthen the soul lotus root.

He still hasn't understood the soul thing.

But for now, there should be no ghosts or anything like that that can affect entities in the world of Kexue.

And even if there are really ghosts, souls, etc., Conan will not provoke him.

Rather than provoking, it's more fearful.

After all, what soul would be so short-sighted as to provoke a primary school student from the God of Death?

"Even if you have a cold, you actually came with us to attend the party..."

Suzuki Sonoko was sitting in the back seat and complained: "Why does this little brat like to cause trouble for us every time when he is sick?"

"Ahem..."

Conan coughed, "Because people are curious about magic or something."

Yuanzi glanced at Conan speechlessly and ignored Conan again.

She took out a handkerchief, a red rope, and a ring from her pocket, and began to perform magic with Xiaolan.

It is a magic trick in which you cover it with a handkerchief and then thread the ring through a knotted red rope.

The technique is very simple, it takes advantage of people's perception that the ring can only be threaded on the red rope through both ends of the rope.

This tactic was quickly seen through by Conan.

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"You little brat, you are really annoying."

Sonoko put away the magic items angrily, and looked at Conan with her hands folded across her chest.

"Don't take it to heart."

Xiaolan chuckled and smoothed things over: "This kid has been depressed ever since I said he wanted to attend this magic party."

"Are you jealous?"

Fujino chuckled and made a dark mouth.

Conan's little face under the mask suddenly panicked.

"Well, I think it's possible."
To be continued...