Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Conan stared at the two with his half-moon eyes, showing absolutely no interest in their games...

He picked up the remote and turned on the television.

At that moment, an urgent broadcast was playing about a murder committed using a steel wire on the highway.

The background is a highway, and a good-looking reporter appears on the screen. "According to the police investigating the case at the scene, this was a premeditated murder. The murderer seems to have tied a steel wire to a tree by the highway, causing the car and the victim to die together. The cruelty is appalling. Currently, the police have released case leads. If you have any leads, please contact Inspector Megure at xxx... Next, we will interview the victim's family."

Immediately afterwards, an old man with a gloomy face and anger appeared on the screen. "Whether this incident was committed by an individual or an organization, it is a murder and provocation against our Yotsui Group. I am now issuing a reward: anyone who provides useful clues about the murderer will be rewarded with five million yen. If the murderer is caught, he will receive half of Yotsui Group's shares."

The female reporter looked at Yotsuji Miyahira with eyes that seemed to overflow with admiration.

"The police and the Yotsubishi Group are taking this incident very seriously, and we believe the truth will eventually come to light!"

"What is this!?" Conan was instantly flustered; he could imagine the brutality of the scene.

No, that's not right...

It shouldn't have been cut with piano wire.

How could even the sharpest piano string possibly separate a luxury car and a person?

Even at high speeds, unless you're riding a motorcycle, the piano wire would break easily given the vehicle's speed and its rigidity.

However, an extremely sharp blade can...

He had once seen a case where a pirate had split steel with his sword.

This state is known as the existence of cutting through iron.

Of course, this is just what a survivor who made it to the top of the ocean said.

It is highly controversial.

But...it's obvious that Conan can't think of any other way to recreate the scene besides this method.

Could it be... that the ability to cut through iron truly exists?

But this doesn't make sense, Conan racked his brains.

"Hey, isn't that the chairman of the Yotsui Group?" Kogoro Mouri glanced at the TV and sighed, "He's really ruthless. Speaking of which, it just so happens that Yotsui's daughter's birthday party is in a few days."

After saying that, he shook his head regretfully.

After reading the news, Fuheshen silently lowered his head.

He was heartbroken, not because of the news, but because he had forgotten to seek redress from the Yotsubi Group...

I've lost millions of yen for nothing. I'm so upset.

"Isn't Mr. Mori going to accept the commission?" Fuheshir took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and calmed himself down.

“Ah, I would never take on a commission like that,” Kogoro Mouri said decisively, leaning close to Shinobu Fushiguro’s ear. “I advise you not to take it either. It’s obviously a power struggle between conglomerates, and there’s a lot more to it than meets the eye.”

He is a married man and would never be involved in any dangerous commissions.

"The food is ready now, come and eat." Xiaolan came out with a smile, carrying plates and neatly arranging the cutlery and plates. "Try my cooking, how is it?"

Fuheshchen glanced at it...

It's a very home-style meal: rice, main dish, miso soup, and side dishes.

The main dish was teriyaki chicken leg stewed with carrots, a huge plateful.

The other plate contained stir-fried vegetables.

Of course, there's also fried pork cutlet, tempura shrimp, tamagoyaki, and so on.

A large table full of food, very plentiful.

Who wouldn't love a unicorn high school girl with superb martial arts skills, immense strength, a great personality, delicious food, and alluring curves?

"Hey, Shigeru, what are you looking at?" Conan snapped out of his daze from Ran's call for dinner and stared at Shigeru Fushiguro.

This guy has been staring at Xiaolan ever since she came out.

"Of course I'm looking at Ran, not you, right?" Fukuro Shino frowned and glanced at Conan.

Conan: "..."

Kogoro Mouri sat down at the dining table, took out a few bottles of beer from the side, and decided to have a good drink, otherwise it would be a waste of such a sumptuous meal. "Mr. Fushiguro, would you like to have a couple of drinks with me?"

“Although I don’t like drinking, I can drink…” Fuheshen nodded.

What do you mean?

Why would someone who doesn't like drinking go out to drink?

Conan sat down next to Shinobu Fushimi and put a piece of meat into his bowl.

This scene looks so familiar.

Gentle Lan... a drunken father, and an adorable younger brother.

A neighbor suddenly arrives, ready to have a drinking contest.

After thinking of some unbelievable plot points, Conan's eyes slowly widened.

Masaka, is this guy trying to get Uncle Mori drunk, and then...?

ten minutes later...

Kogoro Mouri, drinking his sake, said casually, "Hey kid, let me tell you, even though you seem a bit intimidating, you're actually a pretty good person... and you can hold your liquor pretty well, hahaha."

"I won't get drunk." Fukushiro took a sip of his drink and looked at Kogoro Mouri without showing any signs of intoxication.

He actually wanted to experience what it felt like to be drunk...

In the world of sorcery, he also wanted to drink alcohol, but since his physical body became extremely strong, alcohol had no effect on him at all.

Then I gradually stopped drinking so much.

"Dad!" Ran was speechless. She shouldn't have let Kogoro Mouri drink alcohol.

"And another thing... I feel you're much better than that arrogant famous detective." Kogoro Mouri stuck out his tongue and laughed heartily, "But I only have one daughter, so getting past me will be very difficult."

"Stop talking!" Xiaolan's cheeks flushed instantly when she heard her father mention her and Shen'erge, and she clenched her fists in a physical hypnotic way.

Kogoro Mouri immediately lay down on the table and fell fast asleep.

Fuheishen: "......."

..........

After a hearty meal, Kogoro Mori lay down on the sofa with a pillow and fell fast asleep.

"Ran, thank you for your hospitality." Fuheshen stood up, placed his right arm on Ran's right side, and brought his mouth close to her ear. "If there's anything I can help you with, just say so."

Feeling the hot air blowing against her ear, Xiaolan visibly trembled and asked, "Brother Shen'er, you know everything?"

“Yes, I noticed it in the tone of your voice when you called me.” Fuheshen lowered his hand and said, mimicking Shirley’s tone, “I happen to be good at observing other people’s emotions.”

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, but nodded firmly. "I understand... I do have some things I need Shen'er's help with recently."

Conan, who had just come out of the restroom, looked up and stared intently.

“You can always trust me.” Fuheshen’s expression softened, though his eyes remained somewhat indifferent.

"Hmm... let's talk outside then." Ran noticed Conan's gaze. "It's not really appropriate to talk here."

"Okay." Fuheishen opened the door and walked downstairs.

Conan, who was standing nearby, immediately understood where that familiar feeling came from.

He had also watched adult films when he was in Hawaii.

The plots are completely similar.

Conan, whose face turned slightly green, quickly called out to Ran, "Ran-chan, where are you going?"

"Conan, go take a nap. This is an adult's job." Ran smiled and patted Conan's head.

She was going to tell Shen Erge about seeing Shinichi playing with several women at the amusement park a few days ago.

Shinichi said he was abroad, but she found out he was at an amusement park playing with other people.

She was very sad, which is why she thought of asking Brother Shen to help her investigate Shinichi...

After all, Shinichi had said before that he was entangled in the case and couldn't get away.

Of course, Conan must not know about this.

It's not good for a young child to know that this kind of thing has a negative impact.