It was already evening when we returned to Tokyo. After sending the three children home, the sun had completely set, and the moonlight guided Kuroki Jin's car to drive forward.
There are two children left in the car, to be precise, two children who have grown from adults to children.
Kuroki Jin, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly felt nervous for some reason. He turned the steering wheel and saw the Mori Detective Agency in front of him.
"Uncle is not going home today, please send me to the doctor's house."
Conan said as he was about to stop the car.
Kuroki Jin had no objections. The Mori Detective Agency was originally very close to Dr. Agasa's house, and besides, he would also send Haibara Ai back later.
So the vehicle accelerated and drove to the doctor's home.
Dr. Ali hasn't come back yet. His painter friend is too enthusiastic and insists on keeping him there overnight to discuss philosophy. The doctor has already told Haibara Ai about this, and Kuroki Jin has also heard it.
His car parked in front of the dark A Li house, and neither of the two people in the car seemed to have any intention of getting out of the car.
Kuroki had to say: "We're here."
Conan turned his head to look at Haibara Ai, who was motionless, and then looked forward at Kuroki Jin, who was sitting on the driver's seat with no expression.
Conan: "..."
"Ahem," he coughed dryly, and when he saw both of them looking at him with a 'what's wrong with you' look, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still said: "I've been driving for a day, would Kuroki come in and sit for a while?"<
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Kuroki Ren looked languid and said in a somewhat listless tone: "No, I'm a little tired. Go back and rest early."
Haiyuan Ai, who had been silent until now, moved, opened the car door and walked out, then turned around and said: "It's not good to drive while tired. Besides, the doctor won't be back tonight, so you can stay here for one night. It's just us."
It’s not very safe for two people.”
Kuroki Ren:?
For a moment, Kuroki Ren's face showed an expression of doubt, confusion, confusion, and what you're talking about. He glanced at Conan in the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye. He didn't quite understand who the insecure person was referring to.
.
Is it a thief who may have entered the house? Yes, right?
Conan was also speechless. He felt that driving while fatigued was enough, and the following sentence sounded strange...
The two of them looked at Haiyuan Ai simultaneously.
"Isn't that right?" Queen Ai said with a matter-of-fact expression.
"..." Kuromu Ren shrank his head, "There's nothing wrong." He gave in decisively, turned off the engine and got out of the car.
Turning on the light in the living room, Conan jumped to the sofa and sat down. Kuroki Jin walked last and closed the door, looking at the environment of the living room.
Except for sending Haibara Ai back a few times, he rarely came to Dr. Ali's house and was not very familiar with it.
So he walked slowly to the sofa, and Kuroki Ren sat across from Conan. Just as he was about to speak, he realized that Haibara Ai, who had come in before him, had gone somewhere.
Haihara Ai is making coffee. She skillfully boils water and makes it with natural movements.
Smelling the aroma of coffee constantly coming from the kitchen, Kuroki Ren, who barely managed to eat breakfast, felt that the Five Zang Temple was rebelling, and despite enduring it, he couldn't help but stand up.
It startled Conan sitting opposite.
He reflexively wanted to touch the watch. When his hand touched it, he thought that the anesthetic needle inside had been shot out, and now he was indoors and the enhanced shoes on his feet were taken off at the door.
Then Conan realized, why should he be alert?
The wolf seems to have been brought in by themselves...
Kuroki Jin didn't pay attention to what Conan was thinking at this moment. He stood up and went straight to the kitchen, and bumped into Haihara Ai who was about to come out. One big and one small stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at each other.
Seconds later, Kuroki Jin shifted his gaze first, scratched the back of his head with his hand, and asked softly:
"Is there anything to eat?"
The doctor is not very good at cooking, and Haihara Ai is usually in charge of the kitchen at home, so she clearly knows that the inventory in the refrigerator has been cleared before going out for an outing.
She put down the coffee pot, and the two of them ran to rummage through the refrigerator and cupboards, and finally found a pack of noodles in the corner.
——I don’t know when I finished buying the dried noodles that Dr. Ali casually placed in the corner.
Fortunately, the noodles had not expired yet, so Kuroki took out a few more eggs and started cooking the noodles.
The kitchen was temporarily handed over to Kuroki Ren. Haibara Ai came back with coffee and poured a cup for Conan and himself. Conan asked speechlessly: "Aren't you nervous?"
At such an important moment when both parties agreed, one went to make coffee and the other to cook noodles. Conan felt that both of them were very generous.
Isn’t it just that he hasn’t eaten for a day? For the truth and justice, he, Edogawa Conan, could forget all about sleep and food, stay up all night and fight with all his heart and blood, and then die——!
Ten minutes later——
Each of the three people held a large bowl and drank tons of soup base. Then they slapped the bowl on the table in perfect sync.
"Hiccup——!" Conan burped happily.
Others have small stomachs, and a bowl of noodles is enough to fill their stomachs. The same goes for Haibara Ai. Only Kuo Muren glared at the shabby detective who was eating comfortably with a black line on his face.
After he finished cooking the noodles, he felt that the noodles were not enough. After asking, Conan firmly said that he would not eat them, but when he smelled the aroma of noodles, he changed his mind and took half of the noodles from him!
Kuroki Ren took a sip of coffee bitterly.
The person involved had no consciousness and even exclaimed very familiarly: "I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, Kuroki!"
What's good? You're just hungry!
Kuroki Ren knew that his cooking skills could only be regarded as barely enough to survive hunger, and were still far from delicious. He rolled his eyes and leaned back, and said lazily: "A person must be able to cook something in life.
, do you think everyone has a childhood sweetheart who cooks delicious food like you?"
"And please behave yourself and call me by my name with honorifics!"
Even if calculated based on his true age, seventeen-year-old Kudo Shinichi should still call twenty-year-old Kuroki Jin ‘Mr. Kuroki’!
"I just don't know whether it's better to call you Mr. Kuroki or Mr. Potter." Haihara Ai held the coffee and gently blew the hot air on it, saying it neither cold nor hot.
Kuroki raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought seriously for a few seconds before replying: "Although I am more accustomed to people in the organization calling me by my code name, Shirley, you would rather be called by my first name, right?"
"You can call me Kuroki or Yangping."
Kuroki Jin sat facing Conan, while Haibara Ai sat on Conan's left hand side. The three of them formed a perfect triangle.
Among them, Conan, who is caught between the two corners, feels that he is redundant.
Why does he use honorifics, but Haiyuan can call everyone by his first name? The double standard is too obvious, isn’t it Kuroki Jin!
Conan, a child with extensive experience in eating his parents' dog food, suppressed the desire to complain in his heart at this moment, with a cute expression on his face and a wild look in his eyes, turning back and forth between the two.