Chapter 174 What if Lan and Shen had a son...
Chapter 174 What if Lan and Shen had a son...
"Ran, you wouldn't be with that kid Fushiguro..." Kogoro Mouri, who was previously the Metropolitan Police Department's star, quickly sensed that something was wrong.
Xiaolan blushed upon hearing this and quickly shook her head.
Conan also realized something was wrong and stared at Fushiguro Jinji with a questioning look characteristic of the Blacksmith.
Upon seeing Ran's expression, Kogoro Mouri nearly spat out his drink, but swallowed it down and looked at Jinji Fushiguro, "You...you, she's only seventeen!"
As someone who's been through it all, he knows all too well why Xiaolan is shy.
Back when I was with Eri, it was the same; we did some naughty things... In the end, Eri got pregnant with Ran at nineteen and gave birth at twenty.
"What?" Fukushige sat in his seat and gave Kogoro Mouri a cold look.
I don't quite understand why the other party made such a big move.
Kogoro Mouri, who had prepared a whole host of arguments, was rendered speechless by the other party's words...
"Really, Dad, nothing happened!" Xiaolan quickly explained, her cheeks flushed.
Conan took a deep breath, his deathly gaze sweeping over Shen Er...
Great, now that I've joined the organization I've always dreamed of, I don't need to hold back anymore.
He wanted to have a proper confrontation with this beast in human form, Fuhesh.
"I didn't expect... Xiaolan already has a child." Several classmates said with a smile, "She looks just like him, her eyes are very similar to this gentleman's."
It's obvious they're talking about Conan, not Ai Haibara.
After all, Ai's brown hair makes her mixed Japanese and British heritage too obvious.
Conan:?
This sentence immediately interrupted Conan's next thought, and he looked at the other person.
"Huh?" Xiaolan was taken aback by those words, her face turning pale and then red.
How come Dad's classmate is so good at guessing...?
How could Conan possibly be Shen Erge and her child?
No matter what, she would never name herself Conan...
Upon hearing this, Fuheishen's lips twitched...
If it's his and Xiaolan's child, then...
He was born with a prominent forehead, possessed immense strength, and had a cold, indifferent gaze, exuding an aura of angelic coldness and murderous intent.
Conan's expression was also somewhat grim... the aura of death couldn't help but leak out once again.
What's going on with my classmate, Uncle?!
Fukushiro looked at Ai, smiled, and pointed to his own head, gesturing twice to indicate that the others' heads weren't in a good state.
Ai Haibara glanced at Shen, nodded slightly in agreement, then picked up her teacup and took a cold sip of tea.
"How could that be? Haha..." Kogoro Mouri chuckled. "This is the Fushiguro Jinji I told you about, my daughter's good friend, Ai Haibara, and the little brat staying at my house."
Conan: ...........
Thank you so much, Uncle Maoli! Not only did you clear up the misunderstanding, but you also used so many words when introducing yourself.
The group looked as if they had just realized something... and then began introducing themselves to each other, creating a warm atmosphere.
Kogoro Mouri chatted with his classmates about their daily life in the judo club.
He would occasionally mention what Xiaolan looked like when she was a child...
The food arrived quickly.
Sushi, eel rice... snow crab, and shrimp, mostly seafood.
Appetizers, sashimi, grilled dishes... they have them all.
The combinations and plating are also quite elaborate.
Fuheshner picked up his chopsticks, preparing to take some food...
He noticed that Ai, Ran, and Conan were staring at his chopsticks...
My lips twitched... What, do they not have hands? Do they really have to serve them food themselves?
It's understandable that Sherry and Ran have these thoughts...
But isn't Conan going a bit too far?
Fuheshen ignored them and, after taking a few bites, couldn't resist their gazes.
She picked up a few pieces of sushi and placed them on Ai and Ran's plates, and then scooped a spoonful of wasabi for Conan.
The three people:.......
When Japanese people gather, they usually start by saying, "Shall I start eating?"
Why did Shen'er Ge start eating with his chopsticks right away and even put sushi on his plate?
Although I didn't quite understand it, I still felt an indescribable sense of joy.
"Thank you, Shengege..." Conan said in a sweet, coquettish voice.
Ran and Ai remained silent...
"Hmm." Fuheishen rubbed his temples and continued to tear at the shrimp in his hand.
"By the way, speaking of which, Nakamichi and Yumi were dating back in college..." one of Kogoro Mouri's classmates suddenly asked, "How are they doing now?"
Nakamichi Kazushi was a bald, middle-aged man with a very muscular build. When he heard these words, his face couldn't help but darken.
The 'female protagonist' mentioned in the conversation, Yumi, was also present at the scene.
Although he is the same age as Kogoro Mouri, time seems to have left no trace on him, and he still looks charming.
"Me and Kazushi? That's all in the past." Yumi chuckled dryly, her tone indifferent, seemingly unconcerned. "Besides, Kazushi is getting married soon."
"Regarding marriage..." Fuheshchen fell into deep thought after hearing this.
Back in the world of sorcery... after slaughtering the Zen family, he went from woman to woman, living off their wealth.
But in the end... a certain woman wanted to marry him, but he refused...
He simply changed his surname to hers as a way of thanking the woman who had helped him the most.
"Hey... there's a fireworks show later, want to go check it out?"
A voice rang out, pulling Fuhei Shen'er back to his senses. He turned his head slightly and saw Xiao Ai tugging at his sleeve.
"Okay." Fu Heishen'er's dark eyes snapped back to reality, and he nodded.
After saying goodbye to Kogoro Mouri and his classmates, Shigeji Fushiguro walked outside with his hands in his pockets.
Ai smiled slightly, then got up and followed Shen Er.
........
At the fireworks display, people came and went...
However, most passersby would stare at the strange combination.
A tall, aloof man with a strong middle-aged vibe, a slightly cold expression, a scar on his lip, and hands in his pockets walked forward...
Beside her followed a little girl in a black kimono with ice-blue eyes... She wore tiny wooden clogs, revealing her perfectly curved ankles.
"Shen, show us your miracle!" Ai reached out and tugged at Shen's sleeve.
"Hmph..." Fu Heishen snorted coldly, but still exuded an aura of indifference.
The surrounding crowd dispersed again.
"Just like Moses parting the sea," Ai's cheeks were rosy. "Like a god."
"Of course." Fu Heishen'er's lips curled up slightly, and the cold aura around him softened.
Clearly, he thoroughly enjoyed those words.
"I knew it was Shen Erge..."
"Just as I thought..."
A one-horned high school girl and a dead elementary school student walked over.
"Honestly, Brother Shen'er came out to watch the fireworks show without even calling us..." Xiao Lan pursed her lips and gave Fu Heishen a resentful look.
Conan's gaze also conveyed this meaning.
"..." Fuheishen reached out and slapped his forehead. "I forgot..."
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