Shintochi Akira was particularly focused on his work, but Conan's eyes were so strong that he could not ignore it at all.

He raised his hand and touched his face, "Is there anything on my face? Conan, you've been staring at me?"

Conan's eyes lit up, he jumped out of the chair, and reached out to signal him to lower his head.

Shintochichi thought he was going to wipe off the things on his face, and he lowered his head obediently. Conan acted to wipe the dirty things on his face, but suddenly his fingers closed and grabbed his face.

"hiss--"

Shintoki took a breath, it hurts so much.

After his identity was confirmed, Conan felt relieved. He hid his hand that was pinching his face behind him and started beating haha, ready to fool him.

"You had a bug on your face just now and you ran away."

"Is that right..." Shintochi Tomoe reached out and touched the place he grabbed. Conan tried a lot and probably got a little red.

How could he not feel it if there were bugs on his face? Is Conan trying to confirm his identity? He found that the original Tsumaki was fake?

He looked down at him, but saw Conan scratching his head embarrassedly, with a prank in his eyes, dodging that he was afraid of being discovered. It seemed that he was just a fun moment, not thinking so much.

It didn't take long for Kogoro Mouri to have an examination, and the nurse soon came out with the test report.

After reading the report, I gave a tip to Kogoro Mouri:

"Although your liver is not as serious as before, it is not very good. You must drink less on weekdays..."

When he returned to the office, it was completely dark. Kogoro Mouri touched his stomach, and his stomach started to roar. Xiaoran had something to do today and couldn't come back to cook, so he and Conan had to solve it themselves for dinner.

It is impossible to expect Kogoro Mouri to cook. Conan himself is not good at cooking. He pulled Kogoro Mouri's clothes and decided to choose a place that suits his taste nearby.

"Uncle, let's go to the coffee shop downstairs to have a meal."

"Okay, I'm too lazy to go far."

Because Tomoto Yamuro took a leave, there were fewer customers in the coffee shop than usual. In addition, during dinner, everyone was having dinner at their own house. Azusa Hiromoto was cleaning the bar alone, looking a little deserted.

"Hey, isn't Amuro here now?" Conan pushed open the door and looked around. He didn't see Amuro Toru. He wanted to eat the food made by Amuro Toru.

"Yes, Mr. Amuro is sick and is resting at home now." Azusa Komoto was very familiar with the family upstairs, walked out of the bar and came to order.

"I'm sick? What's going on?" Kogoro Maori was still a little concerned about his cheap student. After all, he became a teacher. When the student was sick, he should be concerned about it.

Well, mainly because Amuro Toru usually gives more snacks to the upstairs. If he is seriously ill, he will not be able to eat snacks.

"I don't know either. I seemed to have a little fever yesterday. I don't know if it's better today."

"Uncle, let's go and see Mr. Amuro after eating later!" Conan wanted to take this opportunity to go to Amuro Tou's house to see him. He was still a little wary of Amuro Tou. He might find anything when he went to his house.

"Okay, he knows where he lives?" He didn't want to watch the show tonight. He just came out of the hospital and now he doesn't have the desire to go home to drink beer. It's okay to go and see Tomo Amuro.

Conan looked at Azusa Tomoto, "Does Miss Xiao Zi know?"

"kindness."

At this moment, Toru Amuro's residence was quite lively. Three people sat cross-legged on the ground and ate hot pot around a low table.

Amuro has good physical fitness. Most of the symptoms of feeling uncomfortable when you wake up early will be cured. In addition, you are in a happy mood and have no symptoms of getting sick at this time.

Although the weather is not very cold, hot hot pot is undoubtedly a way to eat it together for multiple people.

The bottom of the pot is clearly divided, with peppers floating with red oil on one side, and two red dates floating on the other side. A stack of side dishes are placed around, filling the entire table.

In the morning, Tomoto Amuro asked what Hankawa Shun wanted to eat. He thought he hadn't eaten hot pot for a long time, so he simply said he had eaten hot pot and even brought a pack of hot pot base from home.

So Amuro Tobu bought a lot of food that could be cooked in the hot pot, and it was placed all the way and couldn't put it on the whole table.

The three of them sat around the side, eating and talking, and laughter came from time to time, making the always cold room no longer feel cold.

The hot air in the pot spiraled up. As soon as Shangchuan approached, the lenses were instantly covered by white mist. The flesh that was almost at hand was suddenly cut off by Anmu.

"Oh, your hands are slow."

Amuro Toru picked up the flesh and shook it around in front of him, and put it into his own bowl.

"How could you be so over-the-top..." Kurakawa Shin felt that he had received hurt.

"Why is this too much?" Amuro tilted his head, and there seemed to be doubt on his face.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably and put the meat into his mouth, "The best mutton rolls are evenly thin and evenly cooked just right, so fragrant~"

Too much this person!

Shangchuan suddenly turned into grief and anger, took off his glasses and put them aside, and took all the remaining meat into his own bowl.

Tori Amuro didn't care at all and put all the remaining mutton rolls into the pot with a smile.

Hoshino Shu picked up a piece of tofu from the red oil pan. Because the strength was not mastered, the tofu suddenly became two pieces. He used a spoon to scoop the tofu and the red soup in the pot into the bowl.

The soup in the bowl was brightly colored, dotted with two pieces of white and tender tofu. Hoshino Shui tried to take a sip and was immediately so spicy that his complexion turned red and he coughed repeatedly.

Seeing this, Amuro Toru scooped him a bowl of soup from the bottom of the soup pot, "Drink this, don't drink that directly, it's too spicy, you can't stand it."

Guaikawa Shin handed him the lemonade water. After a cup of lemonade was put down, Hoshino Shu felt even hotter, his lips were red, and his throat felt like he was smoking.

Shangkawa Chuan laughed out loud in a very unkind way.

"Drink this, it will be better." Toru Amuro brought the soup to him, thinking that the warm soup was obviously much better than lemonade.

Hoshino Shuo cooled the soup and took a sip. The spicy feeling in his throat calmed down a lot.

He picked up the piece of tofu again and put it in his mouth, his eyes seemed to lit up suddenly.

The so-called no one can resist the charm of hot pot, even Hoshino Shui is the same.

He seemed to like tofu, and most of the tofu was eaten by him alone.

While the spicy tears came out, I couldn't stop eating.

After a round, Hoshino's face turned red, and even his lips seemed to be a little swollen. Even so, he did not stop the chopsticks in his hand. Guaikawa was full and he was still eating.
Chapter completed!