It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

However, the boy who was about to walk away suddenly stopped and turned his head to look over there, and Conan was startled.

The boy turned around and walked up to Maori Kogoro, pointed at his blue hair and said, "This is not a hobby! It's just the way it was born!"

Not sure if it was because he was angry, but the red at the corners of the boy's eyes became more obvious, and his already wet eyes were even more tearful. Even though he acted vicious now, the other three people just thought he was like an angry puppy.

"Sorry, sorry, my dad didn't mean any harm!" Mao Lilan on the side quickly tried to smooth things over, then poked her disappointing father with her elbow.

Maori Kogoro then laughed apologetically: "I'm sorry, your hair color is really too rare..."

"Huh..." Bechfinger let out a breath, "Forget it, I was too excited. I have encountered this situation many times before..." He muttered to himself.

"Dr. Ogawa, there's another package."

At this time, a good-looking nurse came over with a pot of beautifully blooming morning glory.

Looking at the pot of morning glory, Bechfinger instantly remembered what the case was.

He blinked, then stole the line from Dr. Ogawa, "Hey, the weather is so cold, why are there morning glories blooming? Are they grown in a greenhouse?"

Xiaochuan frowned slightly, "I think this should be sent from the same sender."

"Since it's a flower, could it be a female?" Kogoro Mouri guessed, touching his chin.

"The language of morning glory refers to illusory love." Mao Lilan also said from the side.

Maori and Ogawa were chatting nearby, and Bechfinger focused his eyes on Conan who took the pot of morning glory.

Seeing that he was completely unaware of the inquiring gaze of Mao Lilan behind him, Bechfeng couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

You really don't realize that you're about to be exposed, Kudo-san.

I feel like I can increase my emotional value.

Bei Hefeng was rubbing the small black plush bear that appeared in his hand at some point, and his movements suddenly paused.

Oh, and speaking of emotional values...

What that old woman Vermouth gave was really too little.

His eyes moved back and forth between Mao Lilan and Conan, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Conan had just finished saying "Hey, Dr. Ogawa, can I borrow the patient's medical records?" when he suddenly shuddered, felt a chill down his spine, and couldn't help but look around.

What's going on? Why do I feel like someone is staring at me?

He glanced at Bechfinger, who was playing with the teddy bear with his eyes downcast, in confusion. Just as he was about to look away, he didn't expect the other person to look at him as well.

Bechfinger blinked at him suspiciously.

Conan looked at him and was stunned for a moment.

I have to say, his looks are really deceptive.

Although he is a tall and high-spirited young man, his expression is always innocent and aggrieved. With his wet eyes, it is hard not to think of him as a soft and harmless puppy.

It felt like even if he was standing next to the deceased, holding the knife that stabbed the deceased to death, everyone still felt that he was definitely not the murderer.

Conan was silent for a moment, then shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind.

Seeing him put his focus back on the case, Bechfenger blinked, chuckled silently, then lowered his head to groom the fur of the little teddy bear.