You're so addicted to drama

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

You're so addicted to drama

Suzuki Yuanko, a real dog with a consistent appearance.

She can go to the big house in the remote suburbs to see the handsome guy, and then encounter a serial murder case in Blizzard Villa, or to meet a netizen and drag her best friend through the entire Japan, and then encounter a serial murder case in Blizzard Villa.

Although the endings are always similar, her heart is consistent and unshakable when she sees her face.

So when Conan, who had not been waiting for Xiaoran to come home from school, walked down the stairs of the office, the scene he saw was that Suzuki Yuanko was pulling Ran Mori in the booth of the Polo Cafe and talking gently to the boy opposite him.

Ran Mori knew Yuanko's nature, and listened to her awkward chat helplessly. When she turned her head, she met Conan who was lying on the glass and blinking her big eyes. She quickly waved her hand and signaled him to come in.

It was so awkward, it was so awkward. From the family background to the customs and customs, to celebrity gossip, if she didn't interrupt her, she would have to talk about the international situation and financial crisis.

Classmate Tang Ze has a good temper and has been supporting him "um", "ah" and "yes", but Ran Maori, who was accompanying him, heard his toes curled up tightly, and he was about to crack the floor tiles.

"This is my child who stayed at home. Conan Edogawa, very cute, right?" Ran Mori grabbed Conan who ran over and pushed him to the table, stopping the new topic that Suzuki Yuanko is about to start again.

"Sister Xiaolan! Who are these brothers and sisters?" The fake elementary school student immediately rushed into the door, pretending to be cute and shouting with his voice in his arms, glanced at Tang Ze's handsome face, and made a big alarm in his heart.

He has just become younger than two days ago, where did the pool noodles appear in Didan High School? There is also this guy Yuanzi. If you want to go to someone, can you not bring Xiaolan with you? Is it okay to be more independent?

The two high school girls did not show much, and Tang Ze was trembling by Conan.

Thinking of the murderer detectives and policemen from all walks of life who would be surrounded by a fake child with extremely high sugar content like this, he felt chills.

"This is Sister Suzuki Yuanko, this is Brother Tang Zeaki. They are all classmates of my sister. I want to call him Conan."

Conan shouted "Yeah, yeah" and continued to stare at Tang Ze.

He was also a student of Didan when he saw the school uniform, but he had never heard of his name at all.

"Hey, this is the child you are talking about, it's quite cute! But..." Suzuki Sonoko bent down and looked at Conan's face, her eyes slowly narrowed. She was obviously very cute and had no idea what she wanted to like, "Why do I feel like this child looks familiar?"

"Oh no, Yuanzi has seen me look when I was a child!" Conan felt nervous, and he smiled dryly and held his glasses with both hands, fearing that Suzuki Yuanzi, who had been in the same class since kindergarten, would take it off, which would be easier to be exposed.

A voice suddenly sounded at this moment, and it was like a sound of nature when it came into Conan's ears.

"Are these your classmates, Tang Ze?" Amuro, wearing an apron, held the tray, walked to their table with a kind smile.

"Yes, Mr. Amuro. This is Ran Mori, this is Yuanko Suzuki, and my classmate."

Conan, who had just turned his head to look at Amuro, was attracted by Tang Ze's attention again because Tang Ze's voice was obviously lowered. He turned around and saw Tang Ze, who was still relaxed and calm just now, lowering his head and clutching the fabric on his knees with his ten fingers.

He was very nervous, why?

The little detective instinctively looked at the two of them back and forth, subconsciously stumbled.

"Hello, two ladies." Amuro Tou played the business smile and reached out to press his hand on Tang Ze's head. "I am Amuro Tou. I am Tang Ze. I am now taken care of by me. This child is a bit introverted and doesn't like to talk to people too much. Someone bullies him. Remember to tell me."

Tang Ze was covered with his slap, almost holding his face to the performance.

Didn’t I just hide yesterday? Is there such a revenge on Bourbon? Don’t press your hair and it will collapse!

Tang Ze, who was dedicated to maintaining his personality, couldn't avoid Amuro Toru's hand, taking the opportunity to rub his head, and stared at the table with a swallowing voice.

Conan's eyes became more suspicious.

Did Mr. Amuro say something amazing? Why did Tang Ze froze like a cat caught on the back of his neck?

"Wow, Tang Ze lives here. Even the waiter is so handsome now. Xiaolan, you are so happy." Suzuki Yuanko must have noticed the first time that Amuro's handsome face with an exotic style, "And they are all handsome guys from mixed race, so amazing..."

"Sanko..." Ran Maori quickly pressed her down to prevent her from saying even more embarrassing words.

Suzuki Yuanko's dreamy tone whispered into Conan's ears, but the focus was completely different.

"Brother Tang Ze, what does it mean to live here? Is the cafe your home?" Relying on his identity as a primary school student, Conan asked directly at Tang Ze.

Because of his height, Conan could see Tang Ze's face hanging down at the table, and with his problems, Tang Ze's expression became even more dimmed, and this sentence seemed to hurt him.

"Yes, Conan Jun. This is my home now." Tang Ze approached Conan's inquiry eyes and spoke in his weak state of breath as if he was breathless.

It's not like pretending, it's really powerless.

Because Amuro Toru began to rub his five fingers into his hair, even if he used leather gloves, his hair would have to be static and exploded directly if he didn't let go.

It's almost done, you! You haven't rubbed enough yet!

"Dangze's classmate reunion stays in Polo Cafe for one year. Miss Maori is the daughter of Mr. Detective Maori upstairs? Tangze has to ask you to worry about it at school." He rubbed his head and rubbed his happy Amuro Tou and let go of Tangze's trembling little head with satisfaction, with a much sincere smile.

That's right. The guardian rubs your head a few times and there is nothing to hide from, making it look like he is scary.

The two of them were facing the undercurrents of touching their heads, and it was a different scene when they fell into Conan's eyes.

Tang Zezhao seemed very afraid of Amuro Toru, and his shrunk and tense look seemed to be threatened. But what Amuro Toru said was normal and polite greetings. It is logical that it would not scare people like this.

Unless these words have other meanings in Tang Ze's ears.

"I'm taking care of you" and "remember to tell me" are like a warning? I'll know every move that warns Tang Ze. I want him not to act rashly?

Their relationship is more like a guard and a prisoner?

If Tang Ze heard Conan's random analysis and came up with the correct answer, he would be moved to tears.

Finally, he finally acted in the drama for a long time, not fighting wits and courage with the air, but finally someone had completely accepted the character he wanted to express.

"Do you want something to eat? Do you want a drink?" At least I remember Tomo Amuro, who was still at work, asked a few students, "I treat you as a thank you for taking care of Tang Ze."

Sorry, he refused twice, and the two high school girls were still very interested in studying the menu of the cafe.

Tang Ze looked up at Amuro while they were not paying attention.

The blue eyes with water were misty, coupled with frown brows, and the painful and helpless expression was immediately transmitted.

Tang Ze silently made a lip shape he should have.

Amuro nodded and smiled, indicating that he would not talk too much.

It seems that he is really afraid that the identity of a juvenile offender will be known. Amuro thought silently and began to think about how to use this to obtain information about the Tang Ze case.

What's going on? Compared to guards and prisoners, how come they are more and more like kidnappers and hostages? Conan, who was invisible and observing, put his eyes on the table, his eyes becoming more and more sharp.

Tang Ze, who performed the whole audience, achieved his goal, quietly restored his expression, and looked at the two girls who were muttering and discussing the menu with kindness.

It's so easy to use. Look at the main character, all of them are coming all at once.
Chapter completed!