Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 230 Extra Story: Evil Spirit Chef [[-]]

Akai Shuichi walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Crying out of the kitchen.

……

matter,

Is such that……

Gin refused to use strange ingredients to cook with Hua Shenshan first, and the director was in charge of watching. Therefore, the number one cook can only be Akai Shuichi.

In front of the chopping board was Akai Hideichi, his trembling hands stretched out towards the living ingredients, at this moment, Hua Shenshan's shining eyes fixed on him, and his tone was innocent and lively: "You can take whichever part of me you think is delicious. ...Well, but if you do not satisfy me, I will be angry."

The male ghost's voice was indeed soft and gentle, as if flirting.

Chichi flicked.

"it is good."

In fact, he is not very sure about his cooking skills. After all, at home, cooking is done by Mingmei, and he can only cook soup.

After all, he visits Conan every day for the same reason, look, he is so dedicated!

In fact, it was just because Akai Hideo saw that Red Wolf used to use a pot as a murder weapon, and he didn't want to have a strange nickname.

As for what ingredients to use, just be curious.Akai Hideichi then patted Hua Shenshan's head and took a handful of his hair.

Hua Chenshan: "???"

Touching the extra piece of white meat on his head, the baby ghost's anger value began to rise.

When Akai Shuichi was fumbling around in the kitchen, Beifeng was squatting in the corner watching, and suddenly a hand grabbed him, blocking his serious, handsome face in front of him.

"Don't look at him." Qin Jiu said seriously with a calm expression.

Of course, to say that he is calm, one has to ignore his rubbing hands and the bulging veins on the back of his hands.

Gin wanted to beat Akai Shuichi.

In the past, that kid from Chijing shot him eight hundred miles away, gave him the water he drank with a smile, intentionally provoked the enemy, and then ran behind him shivering and pretending to be thirteen. Gin and wine didn't beat him, but he felt that life was easier Kind of fun.

Now……

Gin's eyes are extremely gentle.

Fun is always fun, and…

"Qin, don't block the front, I, enjoy the flowers." Before Qin Jiu could react, Beifeng had already got his head in from his armpit, watching the piranha that was still eating the chair.

Hearing this, Qin Jiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not just to watch Akai Shuichi.

Ok.

However, he is now in front of the wind... He does not look at him, but at the flowers.

I am not as good as a flower!What kind of flower can fascinate Beifeng so much?Qin Jiu followed Bei Feng's line of sight expressionlessly, and the cruel scene in front of him made Qin Jiu raise his eyebrows.

He said "Oh".

The piranha was almost choked by the chair leg before, Hua Qiu immediately transferred from Beifeng to the chair, stretched her neck and began to bite on the chair.

The chair lacked two legs, and couldn't bear the weight of the piranha, so it collapsed to the ground. Therefore, the piranha rolled on the ground with the chair.

The ground it rolled over was uneven and extremely embarrassing.

Beifeng applauded without hesitation: "It's amazing!"

This flower is indeed a qualified Erha.

Qin Jiu's eyes were soft, he didn't speak, and watched quietly.

However, the scenery in Beifeng's eyes is temporarily flowers, but in Qinjiu's eyes, there are other people.

Therefore, he covered Beifeng's eyes with anger.

Beifeng: "..."

The hands covering the eyes were somewhat warm, and Beifeng's dull hair shook.

"Okay, then I won't appreciate the flowers, I'll appreciate the scenery elsewhere, for example... look at Qin's hands."

Gin's ears turned red instantly.

He looks at his hands...

! ? ?

Is this watching?

Stop rubbing.

Itchy... both physically and mentally.

When Gin was wondering whether he should do something, Bei Feng, who was held in Gin's arms, fell asleep smoothly.

The Fanta smell of the gin lingered for a long time, and he tapped Beifeng's forehead several times, but there was no response. Looking down, Beifeng was sleeping in his arms, very quiet.

Afraid of strangling him, he changed Beifeng into a more comfortable position, and looked at him quietly.

He looked at Beifeng, looked up again, and saw the potted plant beside the table: a pot of white roses.

The flower language of the white rose is, "You are the only one who matches me"

……

On the other side, Akai Hideo threw a piece of hair into the pot and used fire to burn it into charcoal. He scraped it up with a small spoon and sprinkled it on the soup.Then add oil to the pot, put in a tomato that has been boiled and peeled, the tomato is tossed in the oil, and soon the soup turns golden red, and the aroma slowly floats out.

Not far away, Hua Chenshan sniffed, felt chilly, looked at Akai Shuichi, who was cooking seriously, and thought about how he would be skinned and cramped later.This man doesn't know how to cook, and he actually added shit to the pot. Although he has never tasted this stuff, but to be honest, at least the taste and smell of shit is much better than the soup made by Akai Shuichi.

Hua Chenshan silently touched his bald head.

……

Akai Shuichi finally served a bowl of good tomato hibiscus soup.

The soup was very fragrant, how could Hua Chenshan pick up the spoon, put it down, pick it up and pick it up more than ten times, and finally couldn't help but overturned the soup.

"Human, you are so vicious! Vomit..." The ghost couldn't vomit anything, and he really couldn't bear it now.

Akai Hideo scooped up the rest of the cauldron with a spoon, and took a sip expressionlessly. "Where am I vicious, this soup is delicious."

Suffering in the gap between life and death, he has performed beyond the ordinary, okay?

Unexpectedly, Hua Chenshan became even more disgusted, pointing at the oily gleam on the corner of his mouth, he said angrily: "You...you...you actually eat shit!"

Akai Shuichi: "?"

"Ok?"

As soon as Beifeng woke up, he heard this sentence, and immediately looked at Akai Xiuyi. He looked at Akai Xiuyi with wooden eyes, and asked Qinjiu: "Qin, did he really eat it?"

Qin Jiu smiled, not only nodded but also added: "He ate very happily."

Beifeng: "..."

Fortunately, Hua Chenshan avoided Chi Chi in disgust, but a chopping board was thrown at him, knocking him unconscious.

Akai Hideichi sticks out a tongue, and the big bag on the top of his head is quite tragic, but Beifeng knows that this bag is a Two-dimensional bag, and it will be broken with a poke.

"It's your turn." Hua Chenshan pointed to Beifeng and Qinjiu, "As long as one of you can satisfy me, I will let you all go."

"Okay." Qin Jiu stood up first, and kicked Akai Shuichi who was blocking the way to the corner.

"Don't pull out your hair." Hua Chenshan added.

Fortunately, Qin Jiu is not a pervert, he calmly took off one of Hua Chenshan's clothes.

Hua Chenshan opened his mouth wide: 〇_O?

The north wind applauded to cheer for the gin.

Gin lifted a corner of his clothes in disgust and swam in the water, and explained calmly: "The bacteria on your body are naturally part of your body."

Qin Jiu picked something from the side and started to do it vigorously.

Ten minutes later, the overcooked porridge was placed in front of Hua Shenshan, and a bubble appeared on the brown porridge, as if a floating skull.

Beifeng sniffed it, frowned slightly, then quietly scooped it up and took a bite.

He thought it would be the same as before, at most it would only have a mushy bitter taste, but he still underestimated Gin's culinary skills, or, Gin was deliberately overwhelmed.

How could someone really cook the porridge so...strangely?
Sweet and bitter, spicy and numb, there are all kinds of flavors, you can taste the ups and downs of life in one bite, and you can also appreciate the suffocation before death.

It's really strange, as expected of Qin.

However, he cooks porridge...why do he put so many seasonings.

The taste in the porridge is clearly vinegar, soy sauce, bean paste, crab paste, salad dressing, tomato sauce, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil, chili sauce...

But Hua Chenshan took a mouthful very excitedly, then his eyes lit up, and he sipped a pot. "tasty."

"You can go, I think you want this from me."

Just as Hua Chenshan took out something, an old thing rushed over.

"Hahaha, it doesn't take much effort! Today, the old man finally learned how to pray for the mantis, catch the cicada, and the oriole!" The old man held up the rice cooker in his hand and smiled stupidly, waiting for him to see clearly what was in his hand, as if struck by lightning .

A gust of bleak wind blows...

The wind... blows.

The old man Gou Xian put his Tsing Yi on his body: "It's a bit cold."

"Yeah, it's a little cold."

Hua Chenshan turned around, the black clothes on his body suddenly turned green, with some blood in the green.

The old man was so frightened that he threw the pot out. The pot turned around in the air and was embedded in the wall.

Old man: "..."

He didn't mean it!
Hua Chenshan had already rushed over in a rage, he had no choice but to dodge carefully while looking for a chance to escape.

At this moment, Beifeng was playing with buttons because he was so bored. He accidentally buttoned up his clothes. In an instant, a rush of blood surged into the sky, and his blood began to rise rapidly. The clothes turned from blood red to purple red, and then to golden blue. It turns into seven colors, and finally turns into dazzling pure gold.

All of a sudden, the two ghosts lay on the ground trembling.

……

Beifeng instantly understood that he accidentally exceeded the outline by a lot.

But I am not a combat-type Reaper, so under normal circumstances, I should just send out a Blu-ray.

Probably the standard for judging clothes is this...

For example: Standard Bloody Clothes fights with Beifeng, and the one who survives is Beifeng, and Beifeng is considered as Bloody Clothes' strength.

and so……

Death seems to be dying...

⊙ω⊙
Qin Jiu silently touched the soft hair of the little golden man in his arms, looked at the little golden wind, and looked at his own black body.

Today is another day when I despise myself as a weak chicken.

Those who were shot by Qin Jiu, or kicked over by him: "..."

Gin is a weak chicken, they are a grain of sand under the chicken's feet, yes, not even a worm, at least the worm can jump and click to attract Gin's attention.

Akai Hideichi just woke up, and he was muttering for no reason: "Last night, I fought a battle with mosquitoes, and the result was a draw."

"Huh?" The two ghosts on the ground were very curious.

"It didn't suck my blood, and I didn't sleep well." Akai Shuichi smiled sinisterly, and his eyes, which were obviously sleepy, added a little light.

(End of this chapter)