People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

"Makoto!"

Xiao Lan groaned softly and leaned on his shoulder.

The pure face is full of happiness.

"What, I actually have a girlfriend, I want to try it!"

"It's a pity, my sister actually doesn't mind sibling love."

The two girls joked with a smile, and their words were also half-truthful.

Most Japanese people have been in love since high school, or even earlier in junior high school.

Female college students like them, who have talked about three or four boyfriends, are not strange at all, and have long become old fritters.

Makoto Higashino had no doubt that if he hooked his finger, he would hint a little.

These two female college students are even willing to team up to eat chicken.

Handsome guys are very popular in front of any woman.

What's more, he is still a tall, young and golden handsome man!

"Okay, okay, can you get serious?"

Miyakawa said impatiently.

Makoto Higashino's appearance made him, the president, inexplicably feel a little pressure.

There is an illusion that in your own home, watching your wife hook up with others, it is as if you have come to Thunder Cliff, and everyone looks like a minotaur.

"Everyone, the hot pot is ready!"

A woman dressed in a traditional kimono knelt on the tatami mat and brought plates of ingredients.

"Aunt, I'm bothering you again this time!"

Ruo Song scratched his head, he turned out to be a little shy.

"Wouldn't she be..."

"Miyakawa-san's mother?"

"This is too young, isn't it!"

Sonoko looked at the woman in surprise.

That is, it looks like it is in her thirties, and at most it will not exceed 35 years old.

However, Katsuhiko Mikawa is already a junior at Yoneka University.

No matter how the two people look at it, it doesn't look like a mother-child relationship.

"Oh, miss, you really can talk."

Mrs. Miyakawa covered her mouth and smiled subtly.

"Hmph, she's just my stepmother!"

"My mother has been dead for many years, and my father was already in the last year..."

Miyakawa took a puff of his cigarette, swallowed the clouds, and did not say any more.

Young mom?

Widow?

Rebellious righteous son?

Makoto Higashino couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and always felt that something was not quite right.

"Katsuhiko!"

"There are guests!"

Mrs. Miyakawa reminded.

Obviously, the relationship between the two is not good.

"Okay, okay, got it."

Miyakawa responded perfunctorily, and then looked at the fat man with glasses who looked the best bully.

"Hey, straight."

"You come to put on a show and make everyone happy!"

He stretched his legs, smoked a cigarette, and commanded in an extremely contemptuous tone.

"Sorry, I can't perform."

Straight lowered his head and looked gloomy.

"Huh?"

"Don't you even have the ability to do this?"

"What a useless thing!"

Miyakawa extinguished the cigarette butt and became more impatient.

"Mr. Miyakawa is indeed handsome, but unfortunately his personality is too bad."

"It's still your family's Higashino-kun!"

Yuanzi frowned and secretly hid the box of chocolates.

Really!

She still can't like others.

"Right?"

"Chengjun, it's the best!"

Xiaolan smiled happily.

"It's a little slow!"

Makoto Higashino took a sip of orange juice and began to get impatient.

"Slow? What's slow? "

Xiaolan asked curiously.

"Nothing, nothing!"

Makoto Higashino smiled awkwardly and casually fooled over.

I can't say that I'm disgusted that Mikawa died too slowly, right?

Generally, people like him who speak particularly badly should have been fed some bitter almond-flavored cyanide a long time ago.

However, he has been at the Jichuan house for two or three hours, and he has not died.

"Ha—yaw—"

The glass door, the little ghost head in the blue suit, suddenly sneezed very loudly.

"Conan?"

Xiao Lan exclaimed in surprise.

That little ghost, why is it here again?

The ghost is not dispersed, no matter where he goes, he must follow.

You know, the Miyakawa family is 20 kilometers away from Yonehana Town!

"Lansang, do you know that child?"

Wakamatsu asked curiously.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! "

"He is a child in my foster house, and he is causing trouble for everyone."

Xiaolan quickly stood up and kept bowing to apologize.

Said that the Valentine's Day party came, but a little fart outside the invitation came, which completely ruined the atmosphere.

"It's okay, let him in!"

"It's so cold in the yard, it's going to freeze."

Mrs. Mikawa, who seemed to like children very much, beckoned Conan into the house.

The party continues.

Soon, Makoto Higashino realized that the plot was going more and more smoothly.

The chocolate that Sekiya gave to Mikawa was rejected, and the confession also failed.

And Naomi, who has always been silent, broke out in front of Sekiya Ka, scolding Miyakawa as a scum and not worth her liking at all.

Wakamatsu, a muscular man who laughed heartily, also had an argument with Mikawa.

Even the young mother, the surviving Mrs. Yakawa, taught her younger son a lesson, and faintly glared at the smoking Jichuan, full of hostility.

It seems that from the moment Conan stepped into this home, everyone's contradictions quickly intensified.

A faint killing intent quietly spread.

"Ah-"

With a woman's scream, everyone rushed to the courtyard.

Katsuhiko Mikawa, who was still invincible just now, had already fallen to the ground, motionless.

Dead!

"Did you say..."

Makoto Higashino looked at the "7-year-old elementary school student" above the vinegar and inexplicably felt a chill hit him.

This guy!

Isn't it really the Grim Reaper?

(I'm lazy, I'm lazy, it's only 6 more today.) I'll write another one later, at least 7 more today. ）