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

A Li House.

"Mr. Kudo Yusaku himself...Mr. Kudo Yusaku himself..." In front of a coffee table filled with envelopes, Conan, who was sitting on the sofa, was opening the letters in his hand in boredom.

"They are all letters to dad, probably from his detective fan, right?" He threw the letters into a large cardboard box at his feet, raised his head, and faced him dissatisfiedly, his whole body on the sofa.

Qianyu, who was huddled up and listening to the song, shouted: "Hey, I said, can you help me too!"

"That's a letter for your dad, why should I help you clean it up? And I'm just a kid." Qian Yu yawned, dissatisfied with Conan for interrupting his listening to music.

"Where can there be a child as smart as you? If it weren't for the proof that you were in the orphanage, I would have thought that you were as young as me." Conan muttered.

"I heard that the Duke of Night novel series recently written by your father has been on the bestseller list in the United States!" The doctor wearing a pair of strange big glasses turned his head and said.

Qian Yu frowned and looked at the flashing workbench, always feeling as if it was about to explode.

"Yes!" Conan pulled out his head from a pile of letters, "But he is in Switzerland and often runs around. What's terrible," Conan gritted his teeth, "I still have to find a way to send this pile of letters to him!

”

"Be content." Qian Yu said quietly.

"Uh..." The doctor was confused for a moment and decided to change the topic, "He also asked you to let go and do your own thing, so it's right to do something for him!"

"..." Both Conan and Qianyu 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 flashing blue light, "Are you making another invention for me?

?"

"Unfortunately, it's not that kind of gadget." When he mentioned invention, the doctor immediately became energetic. "Humans invented airplanes only by studying birds flying in the sky, but no one has studied the scientific principles of insect wing flapping. If I can

If I were the first to develop it and sell it as a toy, I would definitely become a millionaire!"

"..." Conan looked at the mechanical mantis-like thing on the workbench speechlessly, and couldn't help but complain: "When will your dream come true? I've been tired of hearing it since I was a child...

..."

"Nine times out of ten, it's some kind of black technology, right?" Qianyu said, since he moved to the doctor's house, he could hear explosions almost every day.

"But having said that..." Conan looked at a pile of letters on the table, "There are so many letters, but none of them are written to me. I have probably been forgotten by the world, right?" After speaking, he was exaggerating.

He sighed.

"Actually, you didn't remember it at all, right?" Qianyu picked up the drink cup at hand and took a sip, mockingly said.

"...How lazy are you?" Conan said angrily, looking at Qian Yu who was too lazy to sit up straight even to drink.

Qianyu ignored him at all, still lying on the sofa leisurely.

"...Huh?" Conan lowered his head 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 it really there?"

"Hey, it seems that someone still remembers you, but it might not be a good thing." Qian Yu said teasingly.

Conan rolled his eyes and read the letter carefully.

"I take the liberty of suddenly writing to you. To be honest, I have already learned about your performance as a high school detective on TV and newspapers, and I have always hoped to meet and chat with you. I will be on April 29th

A garden tea party will be held in the humble house at 3:30 pm on Tuesday, and I hope to come and give you some advice." After reading, Conan looked at Qian Yu proudly.

"Tch, let's not talk about this letter. Do you think you can go as Kudo Shinichi now?" Asa Yu curled her lips.

Hard, hard fist. Conan looked at Qianyu and wanted to punch him.

"I feel like you didn't have such a vicious tongue before." Conan was a little helpless.

"Maybe it was infected by a few of them." Qian Yu did not hesitate to throw the blame.

No longer taking care of Asaha, Conan looked at the final signature "...Moritani Teiji."

Asaba asked the doctor on the side: "Doctor, is this Moritani Teiji the famous architect?"

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

"Why would such a famous architect invite us?" Conan asked.

"Well." The doctor touched his double chin, "Architects can also be considered artists. Maybe he also needs some special stimulation, right? Similarly, he is also a genius like me! Hahahaha!

"The doctor laughed loudly.

"...Genius type?" Qianyu touched his forehead with a headache, watching the mechanical mantis that the doctor had been busy with all morning turn into a pile of scrap metal with a "click".

Evening. Mori Detective Agency.

"Garden tea party?" Xiaolan asked strangely on the other end of the phone.

"Yes!" On the other end of the phone, Conan said to Xiaolan helplessly, holding up his tie. Because of his previous lies, Conan took Qianyu to the public phone booth outside to call Xiaolan, "I happen to have a case on hand.

It doesn’t open, 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, your father, and the one who lives in your house...what is his name..." Conan looked like he didn't recognize Conan.

The tangled look, Qian Yu on the side looked miserable.

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"Conan." Xiaolan reminded.

"Yes, just the three of you go together. By the way," Conan quickly added, "and the child from the doctor's family... named... Qian Yu."

"...-_-|||" by Qian Yu

"Oh, you're talking about Xiao Fei!" Xiao Lan nodded, "No problem, but Shinichi..."

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

"You finally called me because of something like this!" Xiaolan pretended to be angry on the other end of the phone, and then smiled playfully, "Okay, but you have to agree to one condition."

"Conditions?" The ominous feeling increased.

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

"Hey!??" Hearing this sentence, Conan was instantly confused.

What does it matter... We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's meet at the lobby of Mihua Cinema City at ten o'clock in the evening." Xiaolan said angrily when she saw that Shinichi wanted to refuse.

"Well...Lan, I don't have time this weekend...can you change..."

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

"...Why do you ask this suddenly?"

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

"Then...red!" Conan said helplessly.

"Red!" Xiaolan laughed happily, "It is indeed red, I knew you would choose red!"
Chapter completed!