The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

"Ah!"

Conan sneezed.

"I think Uncle Yusaku is scolding you."

Fujiwara Kyousuke smiled and glanced at Conan who was slumped on the sofa.

"Who told them to harass me."

Conan rolled his eyes, "And don't even try to run away."

"Forehead……"

Fujiwara Kyousuke scratched his head, this time he was really sorry for him.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner."

Fujiwara Kyousuke took out a machine the size of a shoebox, and said with a smile, "This machine is called a dimensional food machine. I couldn't show it to you originally, but, forget it, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

Conan doesn't care, anyway, everything tastes like that.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke shook his head, "I really can't enjoy life. Forget it, let's eat golden egg fried rice."

Fujiwara Kyousuke wrote on the screen of the machine [Golden Egg Fried Rice for Two (Little Master Special Edition)]

"Okay, we can eat in five minutes."

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Is your machine a trading platform for hotels?"

"of course not."

Fujiwara Kyousuke said with a smile: "How can a hotel chef be on a par with a young master! I haven't used a gourmet tablecloth since the dimensional food machine. Oh, I almost forgot, you don't know what a gourmet tablecloth is."

"So, what exactly is a gourmet tablecloth?" Conan rolled the eyes of the dead fish.

"Here!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke pointed to a tablecloth on the dining table and said, "Go over and say what you want to eat."

Conan walked over suspiciously and carefully looked at the very ordinary tablecloth in his eyes.

Isn't this just a tablecloth?

Forget it, give it a try.

"I want a cup of lemon tea."

Conan, who really had nothing to drink, suddenly remembered the thrilling wedding he attended a few days ago.

Swish!

Before Conan could react, a cup of handmade lemon tea and a tin of canned lemon tea suddenly appeared on the table.

"how can that be!"

Conan froze in place.

"Ah, it's like this, because you didn't say whether to drink handmade lemon tea or canned lemon tea, so the gourmet tablecloth will prepare both kinds of lemon tea." Fujiwara Kyousuke came over and explained.

"That's what I'm asking about!"

Conan said: "I ask you, what is the scientific basis for this tablecloth, in other words, how did the food come out?"

"The gourmet tablecloth is definitely a product of science, not a product of science. It's just beyond your cognition for the time being."

Fujiwara Kyousuke said with a smile.

"What science, what science is taught, aren't they all the same!"

"It's different!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke looked mysterious.

"Cut, pretend to be mysterious." Conan pouted.

Ding!

A voice sounded.

"Looks like our lunch has arrived. By the way, did you tell Xiao Lan about your stay here for lunch?"

"I said, I said come and play, and she agreed."

Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded and snapped his fingers.

Two beautifully decorated china cups appeared on the table.

"Are you sure you want to eat with such a precious antique?"

Conan's eyes widened, the porcelain cup in front of him seemed to be of great value. It was used as a treasure in other people's homes, but when Fujiwara Kyousuke was in the hands, it became an ordinary bowl for eating.

Sure enough, I don't understand the life of the rich!

"Stop talking nonsense and eat!"

Fujiwara Kyousuke took two spoons and sat on the chair, "I'll take you to a good place after eating, I think as long as men fall in love there."

"Is there really such a place?"

Conan couldn't help but ask: "It won't be the kind of place that Uncle Mori likes."

"Look, you're wrong. Sure enough, you're an XSP, or else you wouldn't take a bath with Xiaolan."

"you!"

Conan looked embarrassed and said, "Can you stop mentioning this matter?"

"Okay, I won't mention it for now, but the place I'm talking about is not an adult place that Uncle Maori likes to go to. Even if I want to go, they won't let us in."

"All right!"

When Conan saw that what he said was eloquent, anticipation rose in his heart.

When I opened the porcelain lid, I saw a golden light rushing out of the food!

Conan's eyes suddenly suffered a critical blow.

"This! This! This!"

Conan "here" for a long time, unable to say a word.

"A dish that doesn't shine is not a good dish."

With a smile, Fujiwara Kyousuke opened the porcelain cup in front of him, and a golden light appeared again.

The brilliance dissipated.

Conan rubbed his swollen eyes and looked at the porcelain cup on the table.

Inside was a golden-yellow egg fried rice that was exuding a tempting aroma.

"It's a work of art!"

Conan muttered to himself, and he, who had never been interested in art, suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

Each grain of rice is evenly coated with egg liquid, and the grains are distinct.

Goo!

Smelling the aroma that rushed to his face, Conan swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"Don't be stunned, let's eat."

Fujiwara took a sip, and a sense of happiness welled up.

Conan picked up the spoon and carefully put the egg fried rice into his mouth.

With Conan's chewing action, he slowly closed his eyes, and he seemed to be flying all over, like an eagle soaring in the air, spreading its wings high.

Conan was full of shock.

For the first time, I felt that in addition to cases, life also needs food!

"Kudou, how does it taste?"

"I...I've never eaten something so delicious!"

Conan didn't know how to evaluate it, and it took a while for this sentence to pop up.

After the two were full, Fujiwara Kyousuke brought Conan to his private villa through the gate of nothingness.

A private villa in the true sense, no one can enter without his permission.

Conan is like Harry Potter who went to Hogwarts for the first time, except shock is subversion.

And this mood peaked the moment he saw the model of the solar system.

"This...is this the solar system, or is it still alive, and you can actually see dinosaurs from this screen?"

"And you are actually observing them! Can you control the time inside??"

Conan's mouth widened, and he didn't know what to say. The worldview of more than ten years collapsed in an instant.

Since Fujiwara and he can observe dinosaurs here, could there be higher dimensional beings observing them?

"It's possible."

After hearing Conan's question, Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded: "All unknowns are a possibility, and the meaning of human existence is to verify the authenticity of these possibilities."

On this day, Conan never left the Fujiwara house again.

Before leaving, Conan stubbornly stalked Fujiwara Kyousuke, finally got permission to enter this room, and left contentedly.

In the days to come, the place where Conan goes the most will no longer be Dr. Agasa's house, but the private room of Fujiwara Kyosuke.

As Fujiwara Kyosuke said, which man can resist the temptation of the universe?

[Author's digression]: Ask for collection, ask for comment, ask for silver ticket!!

Chapter 50 Izu Holiday Trip

Chapter 50 Izu Holiday Trip