As soon as Kogoro Mouri spoke, the audience was watching.

Chen Xing walked to the side quietly and saw Conan hiding behind the sofa.

The other party's little movement just now was already in his eyes. Now, after seeing it, his eyes couldn't help but become dark.

Kogoro Maori began to reason: "Although Mr. Naodo applied poison on the filter of the cigarette, he was not the murderer who killed Mr. Akutagawa. Because Akutagawa only smoked cigarettes without filters, he tore off the filter that had been applied before smoking, which is why the filter and cigarettes are separated."

"Who is the real murderer?" Officer Meguri hurriedly said.

"The real murderer is Mr. Akutagawa's mother who is anxious to clean the coffee cup!" Kogoro Mori said in a deep voice.

"What?!"

Next, in the incredible expressions of everyone, the sleeping detective spoke his reasoning, that is, the truth.

"As for the evidence, there will definitely be residual poison in the coffee cup and the dishwasher. This will be found after testing. And the bag of chocolate that fell off your body has melted now."

After saying that, everyone subconsciously looked at Akutagawa's mother's chest, where wet stains after the melted chocolate had appeared.

After the dust settled, everyone realized that the person in front of him was not Katsuhiko Akutagawa's biological mother, but his aunt who adopted him. The reason for killing people was because her husband failed in his career and wanted to get Katsuhiko Akutagawa's inheritance for his future life.

Another tragedy of life.

...

At dusk, the breeze is gentle.

On the bench by the river, Ran Mori sat there, watching the sunset, holding the chocolate he made in his hand.

Conan walked over with his hands behind his back and pretended to be unintentional.

"What are Sister Xiaolan thinking?"

"I'm thinking about Shinichi."

Xiaolan held her hair around her ears and her eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Conan was stunned.

Xiaolan smiled and looked over, "Does Conan want to eat chocolate?"

Kudo Shinichi felt a little sour when he saw it.

"Okay." He said.

...

"That little guy really likes to pester Xiaolan." Yuanzi snorted, feeling unhappy as if his own cabbage was targeted by a pig.

Chen Xing quietly looked at the two figures, one big and one small, not far away, but did not respond.

"Hey, I said." Yuanzi suddenly frowned and hit him hard with her shoulders, "Are you interested in Xiaolan?"

"...No." Chen Xing said.

Yuanzi looked at him up and down with suspicion, "Xiaolan is so beautiful, are you not moved?"

Chen Xing shook his head and said, "By the way, I didn't help you today."

"It's okay. Fortunately, I didn't help me. Otherwise, I would have just fallen in love in the last second and my boyfriend was killed the next second. Huh~" Yuanzi shivered.

"Then I'll help you next time." Chen Xing felt a little sad.

Yuanzi took a breath and jumped to the side, flamboyantly frightened, "You guy, can you be a ill-treacherous person to me?"

"Don't think too much." Chen Xing said, taking out his cell phone, "I'll answer the phone."

Seeing him walking to the side, Yuanzi pouted and kicked the stone under the kick.

...

"Sister." Chen Xing answered the phone.

"Have the party started?" Belmode's tone was a little lazy.

"It's over." Chen Xing replied.

"It's over?" Belmode was a little surprised. "It's not yet evening."

Chen Xing briefly talked about today's so-called party and what happened.

"So it's this kind of party." Belmode breathed a sigh of relief.

"What?"

"Nothing." Belmode smiled, "We are so proud of being so good and looking good, and haven't received chocolate?"

"Is this a special meaning?" Chen Xing asked.

"you do not know?"

"Um."

"Then I won't say it." Belmode smiled playfully.

"..." Chen Xing: "Is there anything wrong with calling?"

"Just ask casually, I want to know if you have been targeted by some active little girls." Belmode said.

"That's not."

“Disappointed?”

"Won't."

"Hey, is it true?" Belmode chuckled, "Don't you feel lonely on Valentine's Day?"

"I have been like this before, and I have never thought about this." Chen Xing said, hesitating for a moment, "I don't know."

"So... do you want someone to accompany you?" Belmode whispered.

Chen Xing remained silent, probably because he didn't know how to answer, or he had never thought about this. At first question, he was confused.

"Where is the young lady from the Suzuki family?" Belmode took the initiative to change the topic.

"She was feeling a little depressed, but she was regaining her energy right away." Chen Xing glanced at the garden not far away. The guy had already gone to harass Xiaolan.

"You really know her." Belmode said inexplicably.

"It's okay, that's what her character is."

"What about me, what kind of personality do you think I have?"

Chen Xing thought for a while, shook his head, "I can't think of it."

"What should I do if I suddenly feel sad?" Belmode's tone was disappointed, which made people feel distressed. "Why would you call me a few times to make me happy?"

"..." Chen Xing.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Belmode knew the jokes until the end, "Go back early, don't be too late outside, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay." Chen Xun responded.

...

In a foreign land where Belmode is located, it is not yet dawn and you can still see the stars.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the red wine swayed lightly, the snow-white bathrobe covered the jade-colored warmth, the long hair was bundled, intellectual and elegant, and a few strands of slightly messy hair were scattered by the forehead, adding a little charm. But no one appreciated all this.

She stared at the night sky quietly, slightly ecstatic, as if waiting for the glimmer of light in the sky.

...

Since the Valentine's Day case, Conan occasionally thinks of Tuya's dedication.

I think when I go to school, and when I return to the detective office, I think.

It’s not that there is any purpose, but that the sense of justice when Chen Xing helped that day left a deep impression on him.

This is the first person who makes him feel the danger of being indifferent and trusting at the same time. This sense of contradiction and confusion is fascinating and curious.

So, Conan inquired about Chen Xing with Yuanzi intentionally or unintentionally.

The eldest lady just looks a little stupid, but is actually very smart. Conan doesn't get much useful information.

But he still reasoned from this that Chen Xing lived in a temple since he was a child and had no family affairs. From the surname "Tufang", he recalled a large family he had heard of and learned about Chen Xing's general identity.

Conan was not interested in the so-called bloodline. He just understood Chen Xing's life experience and vaguely understood the reason for his cold personality. Of course, he also had his outstanding swordsmanship.

"Is it a lack of care, a lonely childhood?" He felt that Tufangqing was trustworthy, and the suspicion he had had before was dispelled because of several contacts with him.
Chapter completed!