"Sorry, sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

As soon as he got off the car, the garden trotted to his best friend.

"You guys came a little late, why don't you go on a date first?" Of course, the person who said this was not the gentle smile of Ran Mori, but the cool-dressed Sera Matsuru next to him.

It is really cool to have a nine-point casual pants with a lot of pockets, a white shirt with a fishing vest, and a tribute-style fisherman's hat on his head. If you are not someone you know or know, others will definitely think that she is a cheerful boy when you first see her.

"No." Faced with her joke, Yuanzi waved her hands with a blushing face.

Chen Xing nodded politely, saying hello.

"But why are you wearing so much today? It's not your style at all." Ran Mori looked at Sonoko in confusion, his eyes staying on the gray jacket she was wearing.

"And it's very old-fashioned." Shiliang Matsuru had already seen the trick, but said this on purpose.

--Obviously, the men's coat is with Tu Fangchenxing again, so it's too late. Tsk, I understand it all.

"It's not what you thought!" Yuanzi was also a fan of the old house girl and old drama. When she saw Shiliang's eyes, she knew what picture was in her mind.

She couldn't help but blush.

Shiliang Masumu smiled and apologized, and his kind and relaxed smile made people unable to get angry at all.

"I feel a little cold." Yuanzi seemed to be insincere at first, but the more she said it, the smoother she said. "It's cold, so you can't wear that little, especially for girls, you must protect your shoulders and legs. Adding a piece of clothing is just a casual matter. It won't be much trouble to take it off when it gets hot."

Both Sera Matsuku and Mori Ran were stunned when they heard this.

The former is not bad, and he doesn't know much about Yuanzi, but the latter and Suzuki Meatballo are young, and there is no secret between her best friend. But even so, after hearing what she said seriously, Ran Maori almost believed it.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand, trying to test her best friend's forehead. She said such strange words after she had a fever, which was like a different person.

Yuanzi glanced at her and didn't hide. She let the back of her hand press on her forehead, making it cool.

"You must have waited for a long time, your hands are so cold."

"Is there any?" Ran Maori took his hand back with embarrassment.

Conan had his arm resting on the back of his head, looking at the two of them with a weak eye, and for some reason he felt a little redundant.

Then, Yuanzi clapped her hands and thought of something, "By the way, I have another surprise for you."

"What surprise?" Conan responded immediately.

"Not a snack." Yuanzi sneered.

Conan's mouth twitched, "I'm so superficial."

Yuanzi first fucked through her coat with everyone on her back, then turned around and held a flat coke can in her hand.

"Is this?" Shiliang Zhenchun was a little puzzled.

Ran Maori blinked and immediately got it, "You are going to perform magic, right?"

"Yeah." Yuanzi smiled and nodded, giving her a look of "understanding me".

"This is the coke I drank in the car just now." She looked at Chen Xing, and shook the coke at the same time, "Look, there is really nothing left."

Chen Xing nodded in cooperation, "That's right."

"Okay, let's pay attention next." Yuanzi held the coke can in her palm and said seriously: "I have to rely on my mind..."

She took a deep breath, her little face was serious, and her mouth unconsciously dragged a long sound out of her mouth.

Then, the can that was originally pinched flattened was expanded back to its original size.

"It's changed back!" Maori Ran exclaimed.

"Hehe." Yuanzi raised her eyebrows at her, "Of course, after I touched it with my hands, the pull-ring returned to its original state."

Her thumb wiped the pull ring, and even the pull ring was restored to its original state.

"No," Mori Ran looked at him in disbelief.

"The Coke is now put back in the can." Yuanzi smiled and handed the Coke over.

"Sumi, you are so awesome!" Moriran's cheeks flushed, "What did you do? Tell me quickly."

Yuanzi put her hips proudly, but Yu Guang secretly glanced at someone in the field, "No, no, this is a special ability that I have learned after practicing hard for a long time..."

"What." At this time, the disharmonious elementary school student seemed to be pointing at her thumb innocently. "A black sticker was stuck to Sister Yuanzi's fingers, and there were also traces of two small holes being punched on the Coke can."

Ran Maori subconsciously looked at it, "It's true."

"Sister Yuanzi should have used an awl or other thing to make a small hole in advance, pour out half of the cola, and then pinch the cola can and plug the small hole with adhesive." Conan dismantled it every day, "After that, just put a black sticker on the entrance of the cola can and pretend that the can has been opened before."

"So that's it." Shiliang Masumu said suddenly: "As long as she asked us to confirm that there was no drop of Coke inside, she shook the Coke can hard, and the Coke inside will blister and produce carbon dioxide, and the gas will squeeze into the recess of the can. To restore it to its original state, just touch the can and tear off the sticker, and the Coke can look beautifully resurrected."

Conan nodded with a smile, "Because this method was taught on TV before."

On the side, Yuanzi took a deep breath, and was about to be on the verge of an explosion.

Chen Xing rubbed the back of Conan's head and changed the topic: "Miss Shiliang is also interested in the monster thief?"

Conan's head was like a pendulum, and he couldn't help but hold his arms, and his pouting mouth could hang an oil bottle.

"Just call me Seliang." Seliang Matsuku smiled and said, "I am really interested. There is Professor Moriati in Sherlock Holmes, and the strange man is a twentieth face. So there must be a strange enemy around the detective."

As she said that, she looked at Ran Maori, "By the way, Xiaolan, I haven't asked you about picking up my hat on the Suzuki Express."

"I just happened to pick it up in the corridor." Ran Mori said.

"Then have you seen anyone?" Shiliang Shimin covered his nervousness, "It's a man wearing black clothes, a black hat, and burn marks on his right cheek."

Chen Xing's eyes moved and he had already guessed who the other party wanted to inquire.

Without waiting for Ran Maori to answer, a cheerful voice came from behind the people.

"It's Kenyuki and Sonoko." Suzuki Jiroki smiled with a graceful smile, "Why are you still standing outside when you come?"

After everyone greeted him, they followed him into the museum.

The museum is very large, and its architectural style is simple, but it does not look simple at all in the paintings hanging all over the walls, but instead has a different charm.

In addition to the artwork displayed, the most common people are of course visiting, from all walks of life, including journalists. As for whether their real purpose is to take pictures of artworks or artists, it is unknown.

"It's really lively here." Yuanzi looked around and was a little surprised, "Is it all because of that guy?"

This sentence made Jiroki Suzuki, who stood beside her with her hands behind her back, was somewhat proud, suffer internal injuries.
Chapter completed!