Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

As for what happened in the afternoon, needless to say, Hattori thought he could at least avoid the fate of eating four by counting cards, but due to Xiaolan's magic card drawing, he still began his interstellar journey.

"No, you're targeting me! Why do you always charge five times the salary every time it's my turn to be the banker?"

In the end, Hattori, whose mentality had exploded after being bombarded by Xiaolan, could not help it anymore. With a hint of despair in his eyes, he complained to Xiaolan.

Not to mention him, there was also a hint of confusion in the eyes of Sister Bei and Maori beside him.

What had they been through in the past? They'd spent the entire afternoon watching Xiaolan playing, again, and again. Even though Xiaolan's winning hand wasn't that big when they were both defeated, the smallest she'd ever won was still a double-double!

"Um, sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Hearing this, the excitement on Xiaolan's face faded a little, replaced by a hint of apology.

There was nothing she could do, she hadn't done it on purpose! However, the other two people, one was her father, and the other, though she didn't know who he was, at least used Shinichi's appearance, which made her feel a little embarrassed to bully him.

And what about Hattori? It has nothing to do with her, and if it weren't for this guy's suggestion, there wouldn't be any accidents in the safety of Ai and Conan. Therefore, if she doesn't hit him, who else can she hit!

"..."

Seeing the apology on Ran's face, Hattori felt a fire burning in his chest, not knowing how to vent it. But what could he say? He could only blame himself for being unlucky.

At the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that he would never play science mahjong again!

Scientific Mahjong, a dead end!

"Um, do you want to continue?"

Looking at the time, it was only a little after four o'clock and still early, Xiaolan asked with some lingering feeling.

Although she still hated gambling, she no longer had any particular prejudice against mahjong.

"No more fighting! At least I won't fight with you anymore!"

Hearing this, Hattori quickly waved his hands, his eyes full of panic.

He has been abused so badly that he really doesn't want to continue to be with a European emperor like Xiaolan!

On this point, Sister Bayonet and Uncle Maori also deeply agree.

Especially Sister Bei. She has begun to doubt her life. Why can't she beat Xiaolan even with cheating? Of course, in addition to doubting her life, her favorability towards Xiaolan has also increased!

She is worthy of being the angel who saved me. She is indeed an angel who came to the world!

Seeing Hattori say this, Xiaolan showed a hint of embarrassment on her face. What else could she say? Luck is not something she can decide for herself.

"But it's still early. What should we do if we don't play these games?"

As he spoke, Maori glanced at the clock beside him. It was still several hours before nightfall. If he were at the office, he would have turned on the TV and watched Miss Yoko's videotape.

However, in this hotel that doesn't even have a TV, he seems to be unable to do anything!

And Sister Bayonet on the side finally calmed down, and then seemed to remember something, and glanced at Conan here and Ai behind him.

I was so engrossed in playing with Angel that I forgot what secrets these two kids might be hiding!

As if Conan noticed Vermouth's gaze sweeping over, he could clearly feel that Ai, who was sitting next to him, was trembling slightly with the hand holding the book in her hand.

"Well, how about I take Sister Xiaolan's place?"

Conan sighed and jumped up from his seat with a smile.

Sure enough, he still has to rely on him to attract Sister Bei's attention.

“!”

Hearing this, Xiao Ai's hands stopped shaking. Behind the book, her pretty face opened wide with round eyes as she looked at Conan beside her. Conan saw a hint of disbelief in her eyes:

"Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid of exposing yourself?"

Understanding Ai's expression, Conan smiled at her. Anyway, the person in front of her was Sister Bayonetta, so even if she knew her identity, she would try every possible way to conceal it.

So, Conan is not panicked at all!

If it wasn't Sister Bei, then it would be even better! It's not that he looked down on the winery, but because, apart from Sister Bei, there is almost no other smart character in the winery!

The only other person with any brains, apart from Rum who has no idea about his battle record, is probably the undercover agent.

"Besides, apart from Sister Bei, who else in the winery would have so much free time to disguise themselves as Kudo Shinichi to confirm whether he is dead or not!"

Therefore, Conan said, everything is calculated!

"Huh? Kid, do you know how to play mahjong?"

Hattori looked at Conan who volunteered, his eyes full of suspicion and disgust.

It’s not that he said it, the main thing is, this kid, let alone playing cards, he can’t even recognize what the cards are!

Seeing Hattori's disgusted look, Conan rolled his eyes. How strange! Putting aside the fact that he was Kudo Shinichi, even if he was just an ordinary kid, playing mahjong or something like that would at least give him some knowledge, right?

In his memory, there seemed to be a dog who could play mahjong!

"Stop talking nonsense! Are you coming or not?"

As he said that, Conan came to Xiaolan's seat and sat down directly.

Feeling Sister Bei's gaze shift to him, Conan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, come if you want."

Facing Conan's provocation, Hattori refused to give in. He just couldn't believe it. Even the European Emperor was gone, so how could he lose?

Thinking of this, he took the lead in shuffling and sorting the cards.

Maori, who was watching this scene, was about to speak but stopped talking. He began to doubt whether he had really led Conan astray as Megure said.

However, he had no time to think about it. Under Hattori's leadership, he also participated in the shuffling work.

Conan, who only has small arms and legs, sat there leisurely like an old man, watching the actions of the three people.