When he was in Osaka, he either had to rest at home or was called out to play with Ye.

Occasionally I go to the Kendo Club to participate in activities.

After all, as the president of Kendo Club, he still has to appear.

Usually, I encounter various cases, but Hattori Heiji found that the frequency of cases encountered in Tokyo is much higher than that in Osaka.

In Osaka, there is no case that there has been no case for several weeks.

But how many days have you been to Tokyo?

He has encountered two cases.

One is intentional imprisonment of others and suspected of tax evasion.

Another is a murder case that mimics a mystery story.

This frequency is really too frequent.

He even doubted whether the feng shui in Tokyo was not very good, or that it caused some evil spirits to cause frequent cases.

However, he didn't want a case to happen, he also hoped that everything would be safe.

But these cases have nothing to do with them.

It wasn't because of them that the case happened.

He and Kudo just wanted to deduce the truth of the case and help catch the real murderer while satisfying his desire to reason.

After careful investigation and careful reasoning, he finally grasped the real murderer of the case, which would make him feel a sense of accomplishment.

This is why he finds the days in Tokyo very interesting.

Osaka is still his favorite, and he can't stay in Tokyo all the time.

However, what Kudo said just now made him feel unhappy.

Just as Mitsuyu said, after hearing what Kudo said, he felt that Kudo couldn't make it so fast that he wanted to return to Osaka early.

"Hatsuke, you're thinking too much." Conan rolled his eyes on Hattori Heiji. He could not understand Hattori Heiji's thoughts at all.

Aren't you just afraid that he won't catch up with the plane later?

Why did it turn out to drive him back to Osaka?

The ticket was bought by Hattori Heiji himself, and the time was decided by Hattori Heiji himself. What does it have to do with him Conan?

It's really unreasonable.

"Maybe." Hattori Heiji casually passed by and changed the topic, "By the way, when will you come to Osaka?"

"I'll take you to eat the most authentic Osaka cuisine, which is definitely better than the one in the park."

"It's time later." Mitsuyu could see Hattori Heiji's thoughts, but he didn't say it out loud, and followed his words.

"We will have to go camping in two days, go to Osaka... Let's talk about it, I will definitely go anyway, you owe me a meal."

"I owe you a meal?" Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment. After seeing the expression "You won't forget" on Mitsuyu's face, he remembered it.

"Oh oh oh, these are all small problems. When you arrive in Osaka, my mother will definitely make a sumptuous meal to receive you."

"Well... Hattori, why don't you go back to Osaka and find a psychologist?" Conan suddenly thought of something and suggested.

"Maybe you're having a psychological problem."

"Don't worry about this, I have my own arrangements." Hattori Heiji curled his lips. He did not agree on the surface, but was still thinking in his heart.

After looking at Hattori Heiji who was thinking, Conan said nothing.

But he had already made a decision in his heart that when Hattori Heiji came to Tokyo next time, he would let him go to the floor by himself.

To avoid him getting up early in the morning and finding himself in a man's arms.

"Actually, I don't think 'recognizing bed' is a big problem. There is no need to spend money and time to find a psychologist." Guangyou said.

After hearing what Guangyou said, Conan curled his lips, turned to look at Guangyou, and complained: "It's not you who hugged me, of course you don't think it's a big problem."

"You are right, I'm not holding me anyway." Guangyou nodded openly to admit, "But 'recognizing the bed' is indeed not a big problem."

"Recognizing the bed is just because I am not adapted to the new environment. It is not a psychological problem, it is just a psychological effect."

"When you go out, you can bring your own pillow, or sleep more in Conan's bed, just get used to it."

"Hey..." Conan showed his half-moon eyes and complained speechlessly, "What you said is really light."

"Of course." Mitsuyu shrugged, not caring about Conan's complaints at all.

I wanted to change to other topics, but Guangyou suddenly thought of something again. After pausing, he guessed: "There is another possibility..."

"It may also be because Hattori you were imprisoned by the elderly and somewhat obese aunt two days ago... No, maybe something happened at that time."

"For example, you and Ye Ming are hanging a line, and you are more critical things that will prevent you from fully recovering after the case is over, and you don't realize it yourself."

"It causes your subconscious to drive you to hold something while you are sleeping to satisfy your sense of security."

"In other words..." Conan and Hattori Heiji frowned and thought for a while when they heard this.

They both feel that it makes sense.

"In other words, deep down in Hattori, you still trust Conan very much and think that he can bring you a sense of security." Mitsuyu said slowly.

"It's not impossible." Conan nodded, feeling much more comfortable in an instant.

If this is true, then Hattori is understandable.

"Well... there is also this possibility." Hattori Heiji nodded in agreement.

Although Heiji, Persuasion, didn't think that that thing would make him feel insecure, now this explanation is more reasonable.

Suddenly, Hattori Heiji felt something was wrong.

Did Guangyou tease him again just now?

Recalling what Guangyou said just now.

"Hatsuke, you were imprisoned by the elderly and somewhat obese aunt two days ago..."

After returning to his senses, Hattori Heiji looked at Mitsuyu and defended himself, "Miyoyu, that was an accident, can you stop mentioning it?"

"Hmm? Oh, you said that."

At first, Mitsuyu hadn't reacted to what he was talking about. After he reacted, Hattori Heiji began to defend himself again.

"That time was really an accident. The fat aunt had a gun and a helper in her hand. I had bare hands and no choice but to do anything!"

"So, Guangyou, can you stop talking about this?"

"Cough...sorry." Guangyou coughed lightly, apologized and changed the topic, "Skip this topic and talk about other things."

"Forget it, just don't mention it in the future." Hattori Heiji waved his hand, but he didn't pursue it.

In the following time, the three of them were talking about some or no.

The three of them were chatting, and Xiao Ai was not interested in joining.

So she sat next to Guangyou, holding her cell phone, and looking through the photos they took while they were playing in the theme park yesterday.

Occasionally, I looked at Guangyou who was still chatting, and the corners of my lips were slightly raised.

But she seemed to remember something again. While retracting her gaze, she quickly put away the smile on the corner of her lips and hummed in a very low voice.

After hearing this, Guangyou looked back at her and asked with concern, "Xiao Ai, what's wrong?"

Without explanation, Xiao Ai just responded plainly: "Nothing."

It was obvious that Xiao Ai had something to do in her heart, so Guangyou asked three or four times, but Xiao Ai's response was the same sentence.

"nothing."

After asking so many times but not asking, Guangyou had to say to her, "If you have anything to do, just tell me."

After saying that, Kwangyu continued to chat with Conan.

But after this, Guangyou became a little absent-minded.

His appearance fell into Xiao Ai's eyes, making the corners of her lips unable to help but hang a curve again.

She lowered her head, and the tea hair hanging from both sides of her cheeks perfectly covered the smile on the corners of her lips.

The girl looked at the photo with soft eyes and said softly.

"Next time, let's call my sister to go play together."

"We'll go together."

“I haven’t experienced it yet…”

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Chapter completed!