Coroner Ke Xue

Kavin is awesome.

I'll just write some extras these two days to change my mind.

In addition, there is an update today.

The next day, in the afternoon, Didan Primary School.

Today is Valentine's Day.

The charming air filled the room with tears of envy and jealousy in the house.

Even among the primary school students of Didan Primary School, Class B, who are supposed to be ignorant about love, there is a faint smell of love among them.

"Children these days are really precocious."

Leaning against the wall in the corner of the classroom, I looked at the 7 or 8-year-old primary school students whose adults were sending chocolates to express their love to each other.

Haiyuan Ai could not help but sigh softly.

When she was 7 or 8 years old, she was still in the laboratory every day, busy writing her first graduate thesis.

And now these brats from the Heisei generation actually know how to celebrate Valentine's Day.

Young people know better.

"By the way, great detective."

Hui Yuan Ai sighed inwardly, then turned to look at Conan sitting beside him thoughtfully:

"How are you going to spend Valentine's Day today?"

She and Conan share the same emotional issues.

Therefore, Haihara Ai couldn't help but feel curious about how Conan and Mao Lilan, a special couple, would spend this special holiday.

"." Conan was silent for a while.

He covered his face, which was still swollen and said:

"How else can I live?"

"As long as you can live."

In order to prevent his "mentally abnormal" daughter from being further stimulated, Kogoro Mouri did not directly drive Conan away.

But that didn't mean that in his eyes, Conan could turn back into the cute little boy who didn't understand anything.

Once the character is broken, it is impossible to repair it.

Mouri Kogoro said it was impossible to let a "sexually cowardly" precocious kid get too close to his pure, innocent and pitiful daughter.

"I can't even get within 3 meters of Xiaolan now."

"Otherwise, the victim in the next case will be myself."

Recalling the terrifying look that Uncle Maori had secretly glanced at him that day, Conan couldn't help but shed a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

Based on his detective's intuition

Mouri Kogoro is definitely planning how to kill people!

"Oh don't mention me."

Conan shook his head helplessly and threw the question back to Haihara Ai:

"Haiyuan, where are you and Lin Xinyi?"

"Are you planning to celebrate Valentine's Day?"

"Us?" Hui Yuarai looked indifferent: "But."

"You don't care about Valentine's Day at all?" Conan rolled his eyes: "This is really your style, two uninteresting guys."

Haibara Ai remained silent without comment.

In fact, she knew in her heart that although today was Valentine's Day, it was absolutely impossible for her honest and dull boyfriend to prepare any Valentine's Day surprises for her.

By the way, Lin Xinyi may not even know that today is Valentine's Day.

His brain was damaged when he committed suicide. To this day, he has no normal sense of time and does not know which day is which.

Therefore, Miss Haiyuan simply had no illusions about this Valentine's Day from the beginning.

In terms of romance, her boyfriend is not even as good as her elementary school classmates.

"Hai, Haibara-san!"

Hui Yuan Ai was thinking this in his heart.

A shy, timid boy's voice quietly rang in his ears.

Conan and Haibara followed their reputation and said:

They saw their old friend, classmate Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, arriving in front of the two of them at some point.

He was holding a box of carefully packaged Valentine's Day chocolates tightly in his hand. He lowered his head and looked at his fingers, his toes, and the floor. He just didn't dare to raise his head and look at anyone.

The purpose of Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya coming here is also obvious.

He came here to confess.

"Mr. Tsuburaya."

Hui Yuan Ai sighed softly:

"I told you a long time ago that you should pursue someone who is more suitable for you, right?"

"Um, are you talking about Ayumi?"

Mitsuhiko's enthusiasm has not been affected at all.

He plucked up the courage and answered well prepared:

"Don't worry, Haiyuan."

"I've already given you the chocolates from Ayumi!"

Haihara Ai, Conan: "."

As expected, these little guys didn't understand the meaning of Valentine's Day chocolates, so they were just imitating adults.

"Hai, Haibara-san!"

Mitsuhiko didn't notice the helpless look of the goddess who cared about naive children at all.

He just lowered his head, bent down, and used all his strength to push forward the Valentine's Day chocolate in his hand:

"Please accept my Valentine's Day gift!"

The shout was loud.

All of a sudden, half of the students in the classroom shouted over.

These ignorant children have not yet learned the bad habit of adults whistling and making noises, but their curious eyes still made the atmosphere very awkward.

Silence, still silence.

This silence made Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's body tremble slightly with tension.

He finally began to understand why something as simple as confession, which could be accomplished in just two sentences, would be so difficult for the hero and heroine in TV dramas.

It turns out this is a challenge.

Mitsuhiko couldn't help but regret his impulsiveness and ignorance.

Just when he closed his eyes in despair and was about to apologize and run away with a red face.

Hui Yuan Ai accepted his gift.

"Thanks."

"Hey, hey?!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was slightly startled: "Haihara-san, you, you accept it?"

"Yes." Haiyuan Ai gently held the box of Valentine's Day chocolates in his palm.

But her expression and tone were still so cold and calm:

"It must be embarrassing to be rejected by a girl in public, right?"

"If your self-esteem is damaged when you are young, it may affect your personality development throughout your life."

"Perhaps, because of today's psychological shadow, you will never dare to confess to a girl for the rest of your life, afraid of contact with the opposite sex, and become a decadent otaku who only dares to hide at home and watch anime."

Mitsuhiko: "."

He was already trembling at the terrifying future that Haibara-san had restored.

Haiyuan Ai's preaching tone quietly increased:

"I saved face for you this time."

"Don't be so reckless next time, Mitsuhiko."

"I" Mitsuhiko was speechless for a moment.

He knew he was still being rejected.

Hui Yuan Ai's voice was as cold as ice water.

But Mitsuhiko is like an old man swimming in the air at minus 30 degrees Celsius in the winter. Being blown by the cold Siberian wind, he feels that the ice water is a little warmer:

"Thank you, Haiyuan."

"You're welcome."

Hui Yuan Ai crossed his arms and his tone became colder:

"Also, let me tell you one more thing:"

"Confessing in public is a stupid thing to do."

"Girls don't like to be 'kidnapped' like this."

"You're only going to embarrass yourself by doing that."

"besides."

This time she rarely spoke so sincerely:

"I may not have spoken tactfully enough."

"But Mitsuhiko, I hope you can understand in the future that directly expressing your attitude to people you don't like is a true sign of maturity."

"Yes." Mitsuhiko nodded seriously.

"one way or another"

"Thank you all for being willing to accept my gift."

He glanced at Haiyuan Ai gratefully, then turned and left with a slightly lonely look.

Haibara Ai, on the other hand, opened the box of Valentine's Day chocolates without any hesitation, regarded them as ordinary snacks given by friends, and ate them happily. .

"Haiyuan." Conan was a little surprised: "You actually accepted the chocolate?"

Based on his understanding of this iceberg girl, he thought that Haibara Ai would take the trouble to directly reject Mitsuhiko, and then say some heart-wrenching words in a cold tone.

Unexpectedly, Hui Yuan Ai now knows how to take care of other people's feelings.

This was a treatment that only her sister and Lin Xinyi had before.

"Mitsuhiko is our friend after all."

"We can't embarrass him too much."

Hui Yuan Ai's voice was still so calm:

"Besides, I don't think this chocolate represents anything."

"Associating chocolate with love is just a marketing story for Japanese specialties."

"That's what I said."

Conan also knows the origin of this Valentine’s Day chocolate:

There is no custom in the West of giving chocolates on Valentine's Day.

It is a Japanese chocolate candy manufacturer that has created the custom of "giving chocolates on Valentine's Day" through day-to-day publicity and promotion.

Because the status of women in Japan was low during the Showa period, it was usually women who gave chocolates to men in Japan.

So in order to further increase sales, Japanese candy manufacturers created a White Day on March 14th to encourage boys to return gifts to girls on this day.

In short, these are just like giving apples on Christmas Eve, they are Western "traditional" customs independently developed by Easterners.

In the eyes of rational people, you can really not care.

"All right."

Conan said nothing more.

While Haihara Ai was eating the chocolate, she asked Conan unintentionally:

"Conan, tell me"

“Do boys prefer to receive store-bought chocolate or girls’ homemade chocolate?”

"It must be homemade, right?"

"Oh." Hui Yuan Ai nodded thoughtfully.

"Uh, wait a minute." Conan responded calmly: "Why do you ask?"

Hui Yuan Ai silently tasted the sweetness of the chocolate and did not answer.