Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 129 Blushing Like a Bubble Teapot!

Xiaolan's heart started racing without her noticing.

She didn't think that Shen Ge would make any unreasonable demands.

Having shared a life-or-death bond with Shen'erge, she naturally knew his habits.

It's probably something like asking me to help with the case, right?

But she was a little nervous because she had neither her father's sleeping superpowers nor Shen's strength...

She was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle the task if it was too heavy or complicated.

Another guess is... that he was asked to help Shen Erge bet on horses.

But she wouldn't agree.

"Really..." Kogoro Mouri's previously listless expression instantly brightened with his large, bright eyes. "Thank you, Fushiguro-kun..."

Conan, standing to the side, looked a little green.

No, uncle, why did you just thank me directly?

What are the conditions yet? But what if they are unreasonable?

Didn't you see his eyes constantly scanning Xiaolan?

Moreover, what kind of favor could possibly relieve such a huge debt?

A slightly erotic image immediately flashed into Conan's mind.

Ignoring Conan's gaze, Fushiguro approached Ran and whispered something in her ear...

Xiaolan's eyes widened upon hearing this, and her fair face turned red at a visible speed.

"What are you doing?!" Conan couldn't hold back any longer and shouted.

"Let Mr. Mori's debts be forgiven..." Fushiguro looked at Conan with a puzzled expression.

That's strange, I just explained it very clearly myself.

Upon hearing this, Conan's lips twitched... and he almost burst into tears.

That image resurfaced in my mind.

Impossible, they wouldn't do that in public... what a load of rubbish.

If you don't know how, Lanai-chan will blush and use a bubble teapot!!

"Is it okay, Lan..." Fuhe Shen'er looked at Xiao Lan.

"Mmm..." Xiaolan blushed, unsure of what to say, and could only nod subconsciously.

The busyness that Shen'erge just told her... it's both unreasonable and reasonable, and it's not difficult either.

It's like holding hands with yourself, telling yourself you're an angel or something, trying to get some good luck from yourself.

It was clearly a confession of love, but Shen Erge didn't sense it at all in his tone.

"No, no!" Conan roared, veins bulging on his forehead. "Ran-chan can't agree to that!"

Seeing Conan's expression, Ran reached out and ruffled his hair. "It's okay, it's nothing dangerous..."

It seems that Conan was worried because he went to help with Shinobu's case.

Conan was on the verge of tears... He was only worried because it wasn't a serious matter.

Even Kogoro Mouri, a former outstanding police officer, realized something was wrong.

However, Shen'er shouldn't do anything strange to Xiao Lan.

He does have the ability to read people's expressions and moods...

At least, that kid Fuhei saved my life.

Didi didi...

At that moment, Fuhesh'er's phone rang.

He picked up his phone, glanced at it, and walked outside to answer the call.

"What is it?" Fuhei Shen'er glanced at Conan, who had secretly followed them, but ignored him.

"Oh dear, it seems you've forgotten." Vermouth's voice came from the other end of the phone, somewhat teasing, yet with a hint of displeasure.

"What?" Fuheishen reached out and grabbed the railing, his brow furrowing slightly.

He quickly went through his thoughts and realized that he had no agreement with Vermouth.

Perhaps they forgot, and you know why.

"..." Vermouth was silent for a moment, then chuckled to cover her embarrassment. "There's a gathering about politicians today... I messaged you about it before, and you even agreed... I didn't expect you to forget about it so quickly."

"Thank you for reminding me." After saying this, Fuheshen hung up the phone.

Vermouth, on the other end of the phone, listened to the dial tone in silence.

Fuhesh opened the text message...

He genuinely didn't know... Aside from messages from Lan and Shirley, he basically read all other messages on his phone but didn't reply, occasionally sending an "ok".

It seems Vermouth belongs to the OK category.

I found the message Vermouth sent, opened it, and glanced at what it contained.

Although it was ostensibly a banquet, it was actually a deal with Japanese politicians.

Currently, only he and Vermouth are eligible to participate in this deal.

Of the other core members, Gin is simply too famous.

Add to that his unusual attire, and he might be mistaken for a gigolo when he goes in.

Vodka and Chianti are not qualified.

Having just joined the organization and not being particularly well-known, yet possessing outstanding task abilities, I was precisely the one qualified.

"Shen'er gieigie..." a childish and slightly coquettish voice rang out, "Can I go with Ranne-chan to help you?"

If you didn't know the truth, you might really think he was just a cute and adorable little kid.

But...if you find out that it contains a seventeen-year-old high school student...

Fushiguro Jinji took a deep breath, unleashing his full aura, and looked at Conan with icy eyes.

Coupled with the scar at the corner of his mouth and his indifferent black eyes... the effect is similar to facing a murderous sky and a tyrant head-on.

Conan bent his body slightly to the side, ready to run away at any moment, as if he were sprinting in a 100-meter dash.

No way... Is Sherge really that bad-tempered? All he did was help out with Lanne-chan in the past, right? Could he really have some ulterior motive?

That's so lame, just like that idiot who called him last time, a loser!

"What's wrong, Shen Gege? I just wanted to help you." Conan tried to wake up Shen Gege, who was already filled with murderous intent.

Fu Heishen came to his senses, suppressed the murderous aura he had unintentionally released, and said indifferently, "I don't need your help."

He doesn't need the Grim Reaper's luck; whoever he wants to die, basically dies.

"Fine, alright." Conan finally gave in.

Despite this outward appearance, he would still follow Ranne when she went out.

"Hey, could you lend me some money?" Conan grinned and approached, getting very close to Fukushiro's thighs, close enough to reach out and hug him.

As for why I've been wanting to join the organization lately...

On the one hand, he wanted to find reliable allies, and on the other hand, he was really short of money.

He was indeed very famous before he shrunk.

However, assisting the police in solving cases and working with clients are all free of charge; I have never received any money.

That's why he was very poor after he shrunk.

His parents did send him living expenses, but he spent most of it on mystery novels and autographed soccer balls.

There was simply no extra money to buy Xiaolan a gift.

To prevent Xiaolan from being seduced by the succubus Shen'er, they had no choice but to borrow money.

As for why he didn't ask his own mother for it...

Haha, every time I ask for something, I don't know why, my mom always asks me some kind of question.

This made him and his father feel a bit strange every time they had sex, so they simply stopped having sex so often.