"Xinyi, Xinyi. Wait a minute, Xiaoran."
"I told you to call me brother"
"No"
"Ah. Forget it, forget it."
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"I'm sorry. Lan"
"why"
"I should have made it clear to you earlier."
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"Hey. Great detective. Why are you here without accompanying your little princess?"
"Hey, hey... You woman"
"Don't worry, the antidote is almost ready."
"Really? Thank you, I'm leaving first."
Hui Yuan Ai lowered his eyes. The hand holding the pen tightened, and a mocking smile lightly formed the corner of his mouth.
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"Brother Shinichi. Don't you want Xiaoran? Why don't you look for Xiaoran? Isn't Xiaoran really annoying?"
Xiaoran curled up in a corner of the bed. Tears ran down her cheeks and hit the sheets. A wet piece.
Conan's hand, which was about to knock on the door, froze instantly. The tears really stung his eyes.
He wanted to help her wipe away her tears. I really want to tell her that he doesn't hate her. But, in what capacity is he?
He is now Edogawa Conan. Not Kudo Shinichi.