Kexue Magician

Chapter 365 Confucian Words

"Conan, you'd better walk ahead of me."

Inexplicably feeling a penetrating coolness behind his back, and he didn't think about whether it was a psychological effect, Kojima Moto turned his body too sideways and didn't dare to turn his back on Conan. At this time, he couldn't help but think of Fengchu's cold joke.

"Yes, Conan, you go ahead." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko raised his hands in agreement.

Damn it, this guy Fengchu is very harmful...

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched fiercely, roaring madly in his heart, but the lenses of the black-rimmed glasses did not reflect light, what could he do in front of these two little friends who were still children?The only option is to forgive them.

After all, this misunderstanding was caused by Feng Chu!
Conan's baby face was expressionless, and he was powerless to explain. He went straight to the front of the crowd, led the way like a leader, and changed the subject: "Everyone listen to me, picking firewood is also learned."

"We don't pick up wet, rotting branches because those are very difficult to ignite and not only create a lot of smoke, but they can explode suddenly and make a loud noise and scare our neighbors."

"We have to pick up dry branches, and we have to choose straight ones without forks, so that they can be stacked neatly and we can pick up more."

"In terms of choosing thickness and length, you should also control it..."

Conan took the lead and walked in front, talking incessantly.

There was a branch on the ground in front of him, so Conan bent down to pick it up, and wanted to use the branch in his hand as an example to teach everyone how to choose firewood.

"Conan, you are so wordy!"

Listening to Conan's non-stop words like a Tang monk chanting scriptures, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, whose ears were almost callused, couldn't hold back the desire to complain in his heart.

On the one hand, this is not the first time for him to go camping, and he knows all about collecting firewood. On the other hand, Conan is teaching him earnestly, like his teacher, showing off in front of Ayumi.

A touch of jealousy filled Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's heart.

"Yeah, Conan is more verbose than my father!"

"Ah, no, no, it's more verbose than my mother..."

Kojima Motota hastily corrected his words, thinking that he couldn't let Conan take advantage of him.

Conan, who was speechless, paused, lowered his speechless half-moon eyes, and walked silently. He suddenly found that he seemed to be a little wordy, and he did not have the coldness of a high school detective at all, as if he had been assimilated by a primary school student.

Haibara Ai walked side by side with Ayumi Yoshida with his hands behind his back, seeing Conan, the famous detective, deflated, and then laughed without saying a word.

Walked for a few more minutes.

The boy detective team came to the area full of fallen leaves.

"Let's pick it up here."

After Conan said this, he immediately closed his mouth. He lowered his head, his eyes were piercing, and he was patrolling the ground. After a while, he bent down to pick up a piece of firewood, following the principle of "look first before acting". .

"Yeah!" Yoshida Ayumi responded sweetly.

Afterwards, the Boys Detective Group moved their positions while picking up firewood, and occasionally a few words of dialogue sounded.

Unknowingly, Conan and others walked farther and farther, and became more and more scattered.

"Hey, Huiyuan, have you ever heard of a martial art called Ice God's Palm?"

After scanning the surroundings, Conan, who found the location of Hui Yuan Ai, quietly went to her side and asked in a low voice.

He was holding a dozen straight and dry branches in his arms, and his eyes of a famous detective who could distinguish the truth from the false and judge the right from the wrong were staring closely at Hui Yuanai's face with a frightening light that seemed to see through all the truth.

"Ice God's Palm?"

"I've never heard of it, why do you ask?"

Hui Yuanai answered very simply, without the slightest hesitation, and looked at Conan with doubts in his eyes.

She is not lying!Conan frowned slightly.

"A customer named Yasushi Fujiwara in the Polo Coffee Shop once produced a martial arts secret book called "The Ice God's Palm". "

"I heard that Fengchu often comes to the store recently, and he also wants to learn the Ice God's Palm."

Conan pondered for a moment, frankly and honestly.

Hui Yuanai, who was holding the firewood, stopped moving, her beautiful willow eyebrows slightly raised, and she looked at Conan with flawless sapphire-like eyes, instantly thinking of Feng Chu's thaumaturgy of turning clear water into ice lotus.

Ice God Palm?Does Fengchu need to learn?

Could it be that Fengchu was leading behind the scenes, trying to achieve some unknown purpose, and did it...

Hui Yuanai, who came up with this idea, asked: "That's all you know? Have you ever seen Mr. Amuro use the Ice Palm? How powerful is it?"

Conan shook his head and said, "That's all. I asked Xiaozi, but she refused to say anything."

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

"Xiao Azusa doesn't say it, and Mr. Amuro and the others probably won't say it either, so your information is all eavesdropped?" Haibara Ai pondered for a few breaths, staring at Conan with a half-smile, and teased in a strange tone.

"Mr. Amuro's origin is unknown. My intention of eavesdropping is to protect my own people. It's not too much!"

Conan coughed in embarrassment and argued.

"Yeah, the original intention was good." Hui Yuan Ai didn't know what to think of, and his tone became distant, "Miss Judy who lives under the same roof as you is also very mysterious, has she done anything suspicious recently? the behavior of?"

Conan thought for a while, and said with a weird expression: "She is still the same as before, but she is getting closer to Xiaolan."

Haibara Ai showed a questioning expression.

"She used to take a bath by herself, but recently she persuaded Xiaolan to take a bath with Xiaolan!"

Conan looked envious and jealous, and began to scold Feng Chu secretly in his heart, thinking that if Feng Chu hadn't said those words back then, the innocent Xiaolan wouldn't be so guarded against a child like herself.

I also had the opportunity to help Xiaolan take a bath!Conan thought in disbelief.

"Oh, pervert!" Hui Yuanai seemed to understand what Conan was thinking, and walked away with a graceful figure.

Hey Hey hey!Can this be my fault?
Men are not lustful, human beings have long been extinct...
Besides, Xiaolan is my girlfriend. Although she hasn't confessed her love yet, and the name is not right, Xiaolan definitely thinks that I am his boyfriend!Can this kind of relationship-enhancing interaction between couples be considered a sexual act?
Conan silently recited what Confucius said several times, "It is difficult to raise a villain and a woman!", and then continued to look for firewood with dead fish eyes.

Time passed minute by minute.

Conan looked at his watch, weighed the weight of the firewood, looked at Genta's arms, guessed that Ayumi and the others should have picked up as much firewood as he did, and shouted loudly: "We should go back!"

As soon as the words fell, Yoshida Ayumi appeared from the bushes not far away, smiling.

"Conan, Ayumi, I picked up more than you!" Kojima Motota glanced around and said triumphantly, as if he had won a big victory.

Ignoring Genta's showing off, Conan glanced around and saw Haibara Ai walking slowly to the right, his heart sank, and he couldn't help shouting: "Where is Mitsuhiko, Mitsuhiko, where are you? Answer me quickly!"

(End of this chapter)