Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

After dinner, Curacao took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Yuya and Miyano Shiho sat on the sofa and played with Tuanzi.

"Have you noticed," Youya held Tuanzi's short legs with both hands and lifted them up, "Tuanzi seems to have gained a lot of weight?"

Huh? Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment, then poked the dumpling's belly with her finger, causing it to shrunk into a ball due to the itch. Now it really became a dumpling.

"It seems so. Is it because I haven't taken him out for a walk recently?"

Tuanzi held Yuya's hand, tilted her head back and made a gurgling sound, then quickly climbed along his arm to the top of Yuya's head, as if to show off her agility and that she had not gained weight.

Unexpectedly, Youya grabbed Tuanzi's neck and put him on his knees, flicked his forehead and said, "It's really fat. It's pressing on my head."

Tuanzi froze for a moment, as if she had suffered some huge blow. She touched her stomach in disbelief, then looked up at Youya with an aggrieved look.

Miyano Shiho couldn't help laughing. She reached out and hugged Tuanzi to her chest and rubbed her cheek against his. Then she said, "It's too hot. Tuanzi may not be able to bear it. Let's buy him a running wheel on the weekend so that he can exercise without going out."

Yuya nodded, "Good idea."

At this time, Curacao came out after cleaning the kitchen.

Yuya looked at Miyano Shiho, who nodded in understanding, stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you to your room."

Curacao hummed, glanced at Yuya who was teasing his pet, turned around and followed Miyano Shiho.

Miyano Shiho brought Curacao to the innermost room on the second floor, pushed open the door, and saw a guest room with simple furnishings.

Miyano Shiho said, "Because this happened suddenly, we can only let you stay in this room temporarily. The sheets and quilts are cleaned regularly, so don't worry."

"Thank you." Curacao thanked him.

"Then you should rest first, and we will discuss your destination tomorrow."

"Ah."

Miyano Shiho was about to turn around and leave when she was suddenly called again.

Curacao looked at Miyano Shiho and said slowly: "Are you happy with this kind of life?"

Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Happy."

"I see." Curacao nodded slightly, but his expression was a little confused.

Miyano Shiho sighed slightly. As expected, Curacao was just like herself. Because she had lived in a dark organization for many years, she no longer knew what the life of an ordinary person was like.

After thinking for a while, she chose her words carefully and said, "Don't think too much. You will live such a life in the future." After that, she turned and left.

Curacao stared at Miyano Shiho's back in a daze.

When she discovered Miyano Shiho's identity inside the Ferris wheel, she was clearly hostile and wary of me, so why did she accept me so quickly?

She suddenly thought of something and moved her eyes in a certain direction, looking at Yuya in the living room as if she was seeing through the floor.

Is it because of this man's existence?

"Ding Dong!" The doorbell suddenly rang.

"Here it comes!" It was Yuya's voice.

Curacao subconsciously listened attentively, and was suddenly stunned - it turned out that it was just the neighbor's aunt who came to visit. It seemed that she had made too much beef stew with potatoes, so she brought some over to share.

Curacao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was someone from the organization who came to his door, but then he thought it was impossible, so he turned around and observed the room.

At first glance, the room looked very plain and simple. Apart from some necessary furniture, there was nothing extra. However, the room was spotless and had obviously been cleaned carefully.

It was just a guest room, but why was she taking it so seriously? When she was in the organization, she would never have had the leisure to clean the room.

I change my residence almost every day, and I can never remember what the rooms look like, and the same goes for my neighbors.

How could there be a neighbor who would share beef stew with potatoes?

But...listening to the laughter downstairs, Curacao suddenly felt a little excited.

This ordinary day seems pretty good, right?

By the way, there are those kids too. I also want to see them sooner.

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Early in the morning, the doorbell of Kamiya's house rang.

Yuya yawned and came to open the door, but saw no one.

"That's strange. Someone rang the doorbell. Was I hallucinating?" Youye scratched his hair in confusion.

At this moment, a small hand was raised from below.

Yuya was stunned, and when he looked down, he found Conan looking up at him with a dark face.

He smiled awkwardly: "Ah, it's Conan, what's the matter with you looking for me so early?"

Conan glared at Yuya and told him the purpose of his visit.

It turned out that the TV station called and invited Kogoro Mouri to participate in a program.

You was puzzled: "Didn't you invite Uncle Kogoro? Why did you come to see me?"

Conan lowered his eyes and said speechlessly: "Uncle got drunk last night and is now hungover and can't get up. I was the one who answered the phone."

"Then why not just reject it?"

"No!" Conan said anxiously, "Have you ever heard of a soul detective?"

"Soul detective? Are you referring to the fake detective named Kaito Horita? It is said that he can summon the souls of the dead and ask about things that only close people can know."

Conan nodded.

You also sneered disdainfully: "He is just a liar seeking fame and reputation."

When Youya first heard of this person, he was curious and wanted to find this person to see if there was really such a thing as soul investigation.

It turned out that he had just investigated it in advance, and after it was revealed that he paid someone to give false testimony, You knew that he was a complete liar.

Then it disappeared.

"The TV station's producer said that he will reveal the truth about Haneda Hiroshi's murder case in this show!"

"What?" You was also surprised. "Is this true? Is he going to do that soul summoning trick again?"

Conan shook his head: "That may be the method, but I guess he must have investigated the unknown secrets of the case and knew the identity of the murderer, so he dared to say that."

"Interesting." Youya stroked his chin, "In that case, I have to go and see it."

"So, because Uncle Kogoro was hungover and couldn't get up, you took the commission without permission and came to find me?"

Conan smiled awkwardly: "Yes, I told the producer that my uncle couldn't get up and he was very disappointed, but when he heard that I could invite you over, he immediately became happy."

Youye curled his lips: "Okay, I'll wash up first, you wait for me in the living room."

"Good~"

"Can you please stop talking like that? It's disgusting."

"You bastard!"

At a window on the second floor, a figure was hiding behind the curtains, secretly watching the two people talking at the door.

Suddenly, Conan looked up as if he sensed something, only to see the curtains swaying slightly.

He couldn't help but ask Youya: "Do you have any guests at home?"

"Huh?" Yuya looked in the direction Conan was looking at, puzzled, and found that it was Curacao's room.

"No, maybe it was blown by the wind."

"I see." Conan nodded slightly, without thinking too much, he changed into slippers and went into the living room.