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Chapter 150 The Great Detective is Really Awesome

Lingshi picked up Conan, and Conan's guilty conscience came back to him. He looked at Lingshi with his eyes rolling around.

Maori and his daughter were also surprised to see Ling Shi. Ling Shi smiled and explained:

"I just got back. Conan sent me a message, so I came to pick him up. Sorry to bother you guys for the next two days."

Mao Lilan: "It's okay, it's okay. Conan is very obedient. Do you want to have dinner together?"

Ling Shi: "That's not necessary. I have something else to do here, so I'll take Conan away first. This is your hard work fee for the past two days."

Ling Shi took out a stack of money and handed it over as Conan's accommodation fee. Kogoro Mouri's face instantly improved, but Ran Mouri refused to accept it.

Mao Lilan: "How can this be so embarrassing? Conan is only staying at my house for two days."

At midnight, I forced it into her hand.

"Don't say that. You helped me a lot. I really couldn't make it back that day due to an emergency. If it weren't for you, I would still be worried about what would happen to Conan."

Although Mao Lilan was embarrassed, she had already put Conan in her arms and turned around and ran.

Conan: Kouqu, wait, slow down, do you really have to carry me like this? I'm going to vomit, Kouqu.

"Put me down. Don't use this position. You're going to shake my brain."

Lingshi ignored his complaint and ran to a place where Maori's family could not be seen, then turned him over, held him in his arms with one hand, and started walking.

"Zero hour, you did it on purpose."

Zero hour is noncommittal.

"It's your fault that you almost got into trouble again. Be more careful next time. At least you have to ensure Mr. Maori's safety."

Conan: "You know?"

Not only that, he watched the entire thing directly on the ceiling, but there is no need to talk about it, and it cannot be explained anyway.

"Good deduction, great detective. I'll treat you to a good meal while we go get some groceries."

Ah, this time he was not scolded but praised. Conan immediately raised his head and excitedly told Lingshi the details of the case.

"I'm telling you, the drawer in that case almost fooled me. Luckily I saw that..."

Conan kept chattering away, and Lingshi listened all the way to the market, not forgetting to interject a few words in the middle.

Midnight: "Do you want to eat meatballs?"

Conan: "Eat."

Lingshi asked him, and Conan continued to chatter after he answered. Finally, he realized something was wrong when Lingshi was holding a big bag in his hand.

Conan: "If we buy so much, can we finish it?"

As he was talking, he bought another bag of potatoes and said casually:

"We have new neighbors. Let's have hot pot tonight to welcome them. We also need to celebrate moving into a new home."

Conan's face was full of "Suit it, suit it, is this someone you know? Is this someone who knows the organization? What do they do?"

Ling Shi simply ignored his curiosity and put him down, his hands filled with plastic bags.

Conan:?

"Since you're so energetic, then help me carry my things. It's actually quite tiring to hold you."

Conan was instantly furious when he heard this. What? It wasn't his initiative. It was obvious from the beginning that Lingshi was holding him like an elementary school student.

Although he resisted, Lingshi said it was light to hold the child, and then said that his legs were short and he walked too slowly, so he picked him up and ran with him.

Conan is so used to being held like this by Zero Time that when he is said this now, it seems like he is saying how much he likes being held. Damn, he is not a real child!

Conan got so angry that he forgot what he wanted to ask Zero, and followed beside him like a little pufferfish, acting as a carry-on.

When the two of them returned home after shopping, the Saiki brothers were gone. They were probably in the house that Zhu Fujingguang had found, on the second floor of a building on the next street?

Unlike where he lives, he spent money to have someone open up the second floor of this building. After all, Saiki Sousuke still needs a basement as his laboratory. He can't just blow up the basement and wake up his neighbors like Dr. Agasa did.

Conan ran in carrying his things and changing his shoes, like a bird returning to its nest. Midnight sent a message to remind Saiki Kusuo to come over for dinner in the evening, as for Saiki Sorasuke.

Let him figure it out himself. If that doesn't work, Kusuo will bring him dinner.

Conan put the things in the kitchen, ran out and threw himself on the sofa, then remembered the question he had no answer to. Lingshi only said that he would be able to see it tonight and remember to call him uncle.

"Oh - I forgot to pick up the clothes I left at Maori's house. Never mind, I'll pick them up in a couple of days."

Conan didn't get the answer he wanted, so he just collapsed on the sofa and played dead. He was used to being humiliated by Zero Hour. If he pressed Zero Hour again, he would just spout nonsense and empty talk, or start lecturing. He was really annoyed by this adult.

I went into the kitchen at midnight to prepare the hot pot soup base. Let's make it slightly spicy. We don't have the ingredients for a shuangxiang hot pot at home. Everyone can eat slightly spicy food. I think no one here can't tolerate spicy food.

At midnight, simmer the rice, then turn around and take out the hot pot base from the refrigerator, throw it into the pot and turn on the fire to melt it. Use a spatula to press the butter in circles on the bottom of the pot to turn it into a pool of spices, then pour water in and bring to a boil.

System: ...So simple?

Lingshi: Otherwise, why do you think I bought the hot pot base?

I want to make the food more delicious when I eat it at home, so I pick up the salt shaker and sprinkle three spoons of salt, and then add all kinds of seasonings such as pepper, salt and chili powder.

They won’t be eaten to death, right? That shouldn’t happen. The system was terrified and finally decided to out of sight, out of mind, and ran away.

A secret recipe for a super hot pot at midnight. When you don’t want to cook but want to eat something delicious, besides ordering takeout, another trick is to cook with your imagination.

That is, I thought it would taste good, so I added it. This is what it’s like to cook without following a recipe at midnight. Today, Conan will also be able to experience the maximum form of this move.

When I cook noodles for him as breakfast, I always add seasonings secretly as if I were giving him medicine, although most of the time it is just a perfunctory breakfast noodles with only salt and oil.

The system that ran out shook a little, and with a bad feeling, it climbed onto the sofa and nudged Conan, trying to express its panic.

Otherwise, let's go out to eat, Conan-kun. Your guardian wants to poison us, or you can call Midorikawa over to save us.

Unfortunately, the system only relied on arching without making any metaphors. Conan didn't understand what it meant and thought it missed him because it had been away for two days.

Conan: "Kiriko, it's itchy, what are you doing?"

To remind you to take out your phone, the system stretched out its claws to hook the phone in Conan's clothes. Conan noticed the system's action and reached out to take out the phone.

The system's eyes lit up, and it slapped its claws to open the address book, but Lingshi poked his head out from the kitchen and said:

"Conan, go buy me a drink. I forgot to buy it."

"okay!"

Conan put away his phone and patted the system's head.

"Come back and tell me what you want to say."

System: ...By the time you come back, we'll be done.

The system collapsed on the sofa, feeling miserable, while Conan ran out to buy a drink. Then the system thought of something else and jumped off the sofa.