Oh no, Conan is coming to my house to film an episode!

The stream was flowing, and the water was flowing.

The stream was flowing.

The campsite was right next to the stream, and there were round stones everywhere on the streamside, some of which were uneven.

The campsite was set up a little further away from the stream, and of course, everyone's help was needed to set up the campsite.

"Xiaosong, the weather forecast didn't say it would rain, so why did you bring an umbrella?" Mitsuhiko took out a black umbrella from the trunk, his face full of curiosity.

The next few days will be sunny and windy, and the temperature will even gradually rise.

And if you have a campsite for camping, you shouldn't be afraid of rain at all. Why did you bring an umbrella, and it's a bit big, it looks like it's for adults.

Xiaosong took the umbrella and explained, "It's better to be prepared. If it rains, it will come in handy."

The multifunctional umbrella is not only bulletproof, but also can launch ropes at the tip, and can also be used as a rifle. It is the favorite equipment of the ace agent.

Now Xiaosong can be said to be fully armed, and his clothes are made of bulletproof materials. The skills of the ace agent can be both beautiful and practical.

There are also poisoned blades hidden in his shoes. The neurotoxins on them can paralyze people's minds in an instant, keeping them awake while losing control of their bodies.

Now he is also half an ace agent, well, limited to equipment, he can't do the skills of an ace agent.

It's a pity that there is not enough steel, otherwise when he makes the complete Mark armor, he won't need these little tricks.

Now he can only make do with it.

Xiaoai stared at the umbrella for a while, frowned slightly, and felt something was wrong.

When did Xiaosong bring this umbrella? She, who was packing the luggage, didn't even know.

Doesn't this explain the problem?

He must be hiding something from me, and it's a big deal.

In just a moment, Ai analyzed it clearly, but pretended to be indifferent and kept staring at Komatsu.

Komatsu didn't notice Ai's unusual look, as if he just wanted to sleep somewhere.

But it was obvious that someone didn't want to let Komatsu go. Mitsuhiko and his friends kept making noises in Komatsu's ears, and even planned to go to the creek to catch shrimps and fish after setting up the tent.

Then several people came back in disgrace, and the spoils were only three or two small shrimps the size of fingernails, and Conan also perfectly integrated into the rank.

He even had more fun than Mitsuhiko.

Xiaosong glanced at the shrimps in the bucket and asked tentatively, "Do you expect to use them to pick your teeth?"

Mitsuihiko was unhappy at the time and said, "That's too much. After all, this is our trophy."

"It's not our problem. It's because the fish and shrimp are too smart."

Yuantao defended himself with confidence, but Xiaosong's next words made Yuanta stand still.

"In that case, you are not as smart as fish and shrimp, so you can't catch them?"

"No... No." Yuanta hesitated, trying to refute, but he was at a loss for words.

"Xiaosong is right. They are still so small. Why not let them go?" Ayumi felt sorry for these little guys.

Not to mention that there is not much meat, it is also a waste of seasoning, so it is better to let them go.

Ayumi's words are very useful to Mitsuhiko and Yuanta, so they naturally agreed.

Conan didn't want to talk anymore.

This group of precocious kids.

Although the effort was in vain, playing in the water was satisfying.

This matter was quickly forgotten by everyone, and then they started to have a picnic.

Night fell.

Komatsu lay in the tent, listening to the rustling sound outside.

It was the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the sound of insects chirping and grasshoppers jumping, full of natural harmony and vitality, which made people relax involuntarily.

It would be even better if there was a caring person next to you to chat.

Komatsu sighed, looked at Conan, and said with disappointment: "So, why is it you?"

Let me ask you, sleeping with a death god lying next to you, this would be a bit unlucky for everyone.

Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless. He didn't say a word, but he actually got into trouble.

I'm really sorry to disappoint you so much.

Even so, Conan felt that he should explain, and immediately said:

"I think you have a big prejudice against me. As a scientist, you should be a firm materialist. How can you believe in the so-called theology?"

"I am traditional and superstitious."

"..."

Okay, no need to say more, you can shut up.

Trying to have a normal relationship with you

I look like an idiot.

Conan turned over, facing away from Xiaosong, not wanting to talk.

Xiaosong, however, became interested, and after getting close, he said, "By the way, when are you going to confess to Xiaolan?"

"No, I don't want to involve Lan in such a dangerous thing." Conan denied it directly.

More importantly, Conan himself is now in a difficult situation.

Well, how should I put it, a lot of things happened during the stay, such as when I was at the hot spring hotel of Xiaosong's family, cough cough... took a hot spring bath.

If Xiaolan finds out that he is Shinichi, Conan feels that he can find a grave.

"You are afraid that Xiaolan will retaliate against you."

Conan's ears turned red when Xiaosong exposed his little tricks. "No way."

"In fact, it is best to confess this kind of thing as soon as possible. The longer you wait, the more worried Xiaolan will be."

"Besides, if the Black Organization cannot be eradicated in more than ten years, will Xiaolan wait for you and worry about you for more than ten years?"

He really wanted to see how Xiaolan would retaliate against Conan after knowing the truth. After all, it is well known that Conan has taken a lot of advantages.

After Xiaosong finished speaking, he fell asleep and fell asleep in an instant, leaving Conan alone to think.

After a long time, Conan finally said, "What you said makes some sense, but it's not the time yet."

No response was received.

Hey, hey, it's only been a short time, and you fell asleep so quickly? !

What an enviable sleep quality.

I should go to bed too, and stop thinking about these things.

Conan yawned and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, Xiaosong told the secret, Xiaolan got angry, and he was beaten.

Hiss!

Conan woke up suddenly, wiped the sweat off his body, and dared to fall asleep after confirming that it was a dream.

Then, the dream continued, and he continued to face the angry Xiaolan.

The next day.

Conan walked out of the tent weakly, his face full of sleepiness, and it was obvious that he did not sleep well last night.

On the other hand, Xiaosong walked out of the tent refreshed and full of energy.

Mitsuhiko noticed this and immediately said: "Conan, is Xiaosong's sleeping posture not good? Did it affect your sleep?"

"No." Conan waved his hand.

He even suspected that Xiaosong was a dead body, and he didn't move at all all night. If it weren't for the body temperature, he would have suspected that Xiaosong died suddenly.

The episode before dinner passed quickly, and everyone who finished dinner immediately headed towards Nishitama City.