Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Chapter 511: Pipa Language: It is difficult to meet each other

The Fantasy Paradise dining area is a high-end Chinese restaurant, where the decoration style is designed entirely in accordance with the classical Chinese style. The pavilion built with exquisite wooden mortise and tenon structure in the indoor VIP box, the artificial stream and stone bridge are in harmony with the murals of white clouds and cranes. A pipa piece "Pipa Language" is quiet and elegant, but with sadness and deep friendship, and the profound artistic conception has quite a certain charm.

It must be said that this restaurant is worthy of being opened in a fantasy park. In order to attract tourists, no detail is spared. It is simply like moving a five-star hotel here, with a luxurious Western restaurant at noon and a Chinese restaurant at night.

One has to admit that Sonoko is worthy of being the eldest daughter of the Suzuki Group and her vision is truly impeccable.

Now, all the protagonists have been blessed.

Although the Fantasyland has become much quieter due to the large number of tourists checking out, this high-end restaurant... forget it, it no longer has the glory of the noon bustle.

"This place suddenly feels like the sunset..."

"Stop!" Natsume Xing yelled at the sound card. He didn't want to offend anyone. He said with a frown, "Shut your crow mouth. You keep saying unlucky things!"

"Natsume-san, what's wrong with you? Why are you covering my mouth? I just expressed my feelings." Naliang wanted to struggle. He didn't understand why he was messing with her for no reason. But Natsume-san was too strong and it was difficult for him to break free.

Natsume Xing angrily said, "Shut up! You god of death, if you open your mouth, nothing good will happen!"

"Natsume-san?..." Conan was puzzled and was about to say something, but Natsume-san suddenly turned around and glared at him fiercely and said.

"Shut up, what's going on now? You still want people to die!"

Conan and Naliang were both confused. What was he talking about? (The Death God Duo plus Natsume Hoshi)

A big well-shaped mark appeared on Maori Kogoro’s forehead. His face was as dark as if he had eaten shit. He was gloomy, and his teeth were exposed in anger and speechlessness. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging. With a thunderbolt, he knocked Natsume Xing onto the table, and a big bump swollen appeared on Natsume Xing’s head. . .

Maori Kogoro was cursing, "When you're waiting for your meal, just be quiet even if you're bored. Even if you're talking, don't be so frivolous!!"

The five little ones: "Teacher Natsume!"

Yuanta was the first one to be unhappy, "Uncle, how can you bully our Natsume teacher like this!"

Maori Kogoro glared at him and said, "Do you have any objection to me teaching my students a lesson?"

This sentence silenced the five little ones. Logically, Maori Kogoro could be considered their master, and it was even more powerful. Indeed... um... We can't control our elementary school students.

The five kids could only look away awkwardly, pretending nothing had happened, and the farce ended with lots of laughter.

Sonoko burst into laughter and joked, "Xiaolan, I just realized that these people are so interesting. I thought all detectives were as boring and rigid as your husband."

Xiaolan blushed and retorted: "Sonoko, I've already said that Shinichi and I have nothing to do with each other..."

Sonoko's best friend attributes were revealed, and she came forward with a smirk on her face, "Haha, Xiaolan, you're blushing, you must be thinking about Shinichi, right~"

Xiaolan: “No…no way!”

Yuanzi smiled but said nothing. I don't know what you are thinking.

Yuanzi chuckled and said, "This Chinese-style song is really nice. I think its title is "Pipa Language". I heard that a netizen has composed a poem for it. Let me show it off."

The moon in the mountains and water in the rain, I miss you morning and night.

In the morning there is snow, in the evening there is moon; it is impossible for two beauties to be together.

"Oh, what a sad and regrettable lovesickness. You are obviously attracted to each other, but you can't be together. Xiaolan, you really don't miss your reasoning fanatic Shinichi~" Sonoko joked, looking at Xiaolan who was blushing even more.

"This..." Xiaolan was speechless for a moment. Yes, she could hear the charm of this song, and that was why she felt so complicated and uncomfortable.

Shinichi hasn't been home for a long time. Although we usually talk on the phone, every time Xiaolan wants him to come back, Shinichi makes excuses. Even during this period, I couldn't reach you by phone, so I sent you an email...

Xiaolan glanced at Conan beside her. The email... was sent to him, Shinichi, is he really you? But why did you go out for the school anniversary party? Shinichi, if you really just left for something, where are you now and what are you doing...

"Sister Xiaolan..." Conan also understood Xiaolan's sadness, and he himself was the same. The person he missed was right beside him, but they just couldn't see each other.

Fate, why do you play such a joke on me?

Conan: "Sister Xiaolan, I believe that 'the two beauties will eventually be together', and Brother Shinichi will definitely come back!"

"Brother Shinichi will definitely sort out everything and come back to make up for his lost time."

"Haha, I hope that mystery geek knows and makes amends. Xiaolan has really suffered in the past few months. As the poem says..." Sonoko also felt unhappy for Xiaolan and said.

Naliang joined in the fun and answered, "I know that. As the saying goes, 'If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night?'"

Natsume Xing covered his mouth again and complained: "What the hell are you doing answering? What does it have to do with you?"

Natsume Hoshi: Damn it, this song was obviously written by Sonoko on purpose. After all, the journey to the fantasy park started with that email at the very beginning... Oh, it's hard to describe.

Xiaolan listened to Conan's comfort, nodded, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at him and showed a bright smile, "Well, thank you, Conan, but I won't think of that crazy reasoning person all day long, huh."

Xiaolan still has her own pride.

"Besides, it's better if that brat doesn't come back..." Maori Kogoro could only say to himself. He inexplicably recalled the table in the office that was punched out by Xiaolan.

I shivered for no apparent reason. . .

A short interlude, "The Language of the Pipa" is still rippling in everyone's heart, causing those who are interested to think deeply and yearn for it. Maria has already lay on the table, as if she has fallen asleep, immersed in it.

But Ayumi beside her thought Maria was hungry and had low blood sugar, so she said, "Strange, the food hasn't come yet?"

Mitsuhiko: "Yeah, it seems like it's been a long time since I ordered the food."

Conan volunteered to stand up from his seat, "I'll go take a look."

They were in a private room in the pavilion, and the counter was a bit far away. Conan walked across the stone bridge, identified the direction, and walked quickly towards the counter.

Now that tourists have left in large numbers, this restaurant only has four or five tables including theirs, which is far from what it was at noon. So with fewer people, it should be faster.

Conan thought about it, came to the counter, and asked the staff at the counter in a childish voice. The staff explained that it would be ready soon.

(The routine is to say that it is...)

On this side, Xiaolan was still thinking about what Conan had just said. Xiaolan didn't know how to face it. She just took out her cell phone and looked at the most frequently called number in the address book, [Shinichi], and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Xiaolan seemed to be avoiding something in her heart and was deceiving herself: Why not ask this mystery geek? He doesn't want to reply to my emails and doesn't come to Fantasy Park. I really don't know what this guy is doing.

Xiaolan called Kudo Shinichi, and Conan on the other end of the phone received the message immediately. This sudden situation really scared Conan.

Xiao, is it Xiaolan who called, or is it Kudo Shinichi?! Oh no...

Conan quickly ran away from the counter and came to an empty space with few people, which was a stage or some small place. He took out the voice changer and switched to the Kudo Shinichi mode which had not appeared in the feature film for a long time.

"Xiaolan, what's the matter?"

"Shinichi." Xiaolan heard the most familiar voice on the other end of the phone, but she subconsciously looked at Conan's position and found no one there. There was some loss in Xiaolan's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. Xiaolan shook her head and said with a smile.

"Shinichi, guess where we are now."

Conan: "Fantasy Park, didn't you send me an email to tell me about it? How was it? Did you have a good time there?"

Xiaolan smiled and said, "Not bad. Let me tell you, a lot of interesting things happened in the past two days. I also met Yitelin, whom you always wanted to meet. How about it? I took a picture. Do you need me to send it to you?"

Conan: "Ah, thank you."

Xiaolan: "What? You sound so cold. That's the idol you always wanted to meet. Can you be a little envious?"

"I'm sorry, I'm busy now." Does Conan really not want to change his perfunctory attitude?

Natsume Xing is speechless. If it weren't for the plot, you deserve to be single, you straight guy.