Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

"Isn't your brother here? Why do you ask me to do more?"

Looking at the boy, Shinichi was slightly upset.

But seeing that the other party carefully prepared supplementary food for Mao Lilan and served her sister like a younger brother, I didn't have much opinion.

Because Shinichi himself really doesn't know these things, nor can he think of these things.

Only a little bit of jealousy... He glanced to one side and said unhappily.

If you know that coming here is so boring, why not rest at home, or come to a case, how good...

It also seems that the idea of ​​a detective moved the heavens and followed the idea of ​​the agent of death.

"Jingle Bell!"

The phone in his pocket rang, and Shinichi managed to recover a bit of energy, no longer showing sleepiness, took it out of his pocket, looked at the caller ID on it, and looked at the police department.

Here comes the case!

Suddenly happy in his heart, Xinyi gestured to Mao Lilan for his mobile phone, then trotted away from the rest area, and went to a quiet place to answer the call.

Xiaolan watched Xinyi run away, her suppressed anger was about to burst out, but the moment she opened her mouth to scold him, a cold piece of fruit entered her mouth.

Fruit salad, this time it is watermelon, very sweet and greasy, full of magenta juice, with the fantastic taste of salad dressing, bursting in the mouth.

If you want to scold, you will be relieved by this coldness.

Lan stared at the boy beside her, who didn't say a word, just scooped up the pulp with a spoon and brought it to his mouth.

The tiredness of the game, the tiredness of the previous training, and the mental fatigue...

"Brother, I'm a little tired, let me lean on."

Grasping Gongsheng's wrist with her fingers, Xiaolan's eyes were dazed and ready to close.

Then, she slowly leaned into the boy's arms.

"Obviously promised the last time..."

Gongsheng watched his sister play a rogue, and she had already collapsed in his arms.

The remaining sweat was all stained on the clothes, and the heat accumulated due to exercise, was as warm as a big hot water bag in his arms.

"The game is not over, it's still the last time, let me rely on it for a while."

Move around, in the boy's arms.

Just like when I was a child, when I came home from kindergarten, the first thing I did was to find my younger brother, and then I told him what happened in Sakura Class, and fell asleep while talking.

Xiaolan shook her head slightly and changed into a comfortable position.

"Hiss———————"

A very warm dress, full of the fragrance of orchids, was put on Xiaolan's body, covering her body which was rapidly cooling down due to sweating.

Cover it with clothes, and then feel a constricting force from the waist, pulling Xiaolan even tighter, and the heat is preserved for a long time because of the existence of two heat sources.

The male student took out a blanket from his backpack and covered his sister's exposed feet and knees to avoid the cold.

"Take a good rest. If there is a competition, I will wake up my sister."

The beautiful girl lying in her arms and closing her eyes can only protect the princess who can only be willful with her.

In other people's eyes, she is a good person.

Mature and pitiful, at the same time weeping sadly, only the younger brother can complete the wanton behavior of the older sister.

Feeling the faint shaking in her arms, the girl buried herself deeper.

The boy never cared about sweat soaking his clothes.

Chapter 69. Ran's Game × Cause

"Hey, brother Xinyi, there is a case here, and I need you to come over."

Megure Police Department called Kudo Shinichi.

Almost immediately agreed, the other party didn't even refuse, immediately Shuo would come now, and immediately hung up the phone.

Looking at the Mumu Police Department who reminded the other party to hang up the busy tone, he prepared to return to the scene of the crime again.

Stop again.

He took out his mobile phone and rummaged through the address book, and found a person he hadn't contacted for a long time, Mori Kogoro.

"Always reciprocate."

Having never met a public nephew, the Mumu Police Department always felt that it owed a favor, but it was a bit embarrassing to return it directly to the younger generation.

Dial Mori Kogoro's cell phone.

"Hello, Brother Maori?"

Police Officer Megure put his hand on the globe placed next to him, and turned it around because he was bored.

……

Tokyo Stadium.