"Why don't you speak? Is my question difficult to answer?" No matter how complex Fuji Reyuki was at this time, Conan looked confident, leaning against the door with a leisurely face.

“……”

What should I do? If it were Nissan, what would Nissan say at this time? Sure enough, it's better not to say anything, but wouldn't that make me feel weak?

Fuji Relianxue retracted her magnificent thoughts, and when she came back to her senses, she still maintained a paralyzed face on her face, but her heart exploded.

Sure enough, I should explain it, right? Or, just tell the detective brother the reason I had thought of before? However, wouldn't it be too fake, the detective brother should know some of Nissan's situation, what if it is exposed? Damn! So what is it, obviously he is Nissan's own brother, why do they all seem to know Nissan better than themselves!!

"Actually......"

Thinking quickly, he finally thought of a reason that seemed more reasonable, and he took a deep breath and was about to confide in the "truth", however......

"Actually, you're not Mochizuki at all, are you?"

“……”

Huh? Did I accidentally tell the truth? I was going to reveal the truth, yes, but the truth in quotation marks is this "truth", not this truth!!

Nima's script is wrong!!

"What are you talking about, I don't understand......" This is a certain silver hairer who is still trying to force a smile......

"You know what? After being exposed, most people have this line. "This is Detective Conan.

“……”

So, under the huge impact, someone's facial paralysis mask, which had been maintained for several days, cracked like this......

No, no, I want to cheer up, I can't just admit it so easily, maybe, probably, maybe, the detective brother is just testing me? I want to be worthy of Nissan's trust in me! But, but, ......

Nissan, the detective's gaze is so scary...... Is he really just a temptation? Really? Because Mao always felt that if he continued to pretend, he would be insulted intellectually......

"Speaking of which," stared at Fuji Renxue for a long time, Conan tilted his head meaningfully as if he suddenly remembered something: "Why haven't you seen your brother these days?"

"Although it's because of the night ghost, Fuji really can't show his head often, which I can understand. But if it were his own brother, how could he not ask? Moreover, I suppose, with his character, it should be impossible for him to stay at home alone for several days without going out, right?"

“……”

Although I am very grateful to the detective brother for your affirmation of my feelings for Nissan, but why do you suddenly mention me at this time, you are definitely because of ......

"Actually, you're the only one who pities the snow, right?"

It's definitely because you've long been sure that I'm the only one to take care of......

"Heh......" Looking at a certain silver hair that had been petrified, Conan suddenly laughed, and sure enough, it was so.

In fact, Conan had already guessed the true identity of the person in front of him, and if he didn't say anything else, he could show everything with the attitude of the gray plain.

Now that I think about it, if I want to say when Mochizuki and Fuji exchanged identities, it should be the night Mochizuki woke up from a coma.

When Mochizuki hadn't woken up yet, Gray Yuan could almost be said to be by Mochizuki's side without distinction, and after Mochizuki woke up, although Gray Yuan didn't say anything clearly, the mood of relaxation and peace of mind was obvious, and the relationship between the two people was obviously much better than before.

However, the strange thing is that the day after that, after Gray Yuan came once, he never took the initiative to visit the moon, and even, when talking about the moon, there was always a trace of dissatisfaction and worry in a flash.

What is the reason for this?

Combined with Mochizuki's strange performance in the past few days, Conan thought about it, and could only think about his previous guess, that is, the Mochizuki in the hospital was not Mochizuki himself at all.

And where might Mochizuki go?

Recalling Mochizuki's behavior of giving himself the antidote that day but retracting it, a not-so-good word appeared in Conan's guess, testing the medicine.

Because he was not sure about the properties of the antidote, Mochizuki probably decided to try the drug himself......

Damn, I vaguely thought of this possibility at that time, why didn't I have time to stop it?

Thinking of this, Conan has regretted it more than once, but no matter how much he regrets it, no one knows the specific situation of Mochizuki. But isn't there a saying? No news is the best news.

And......

Don't think about Mochizuki, in fact, there is one more thing to worry about, and that is the gray plain......

Every time he thinks of this, Conan smiles bitterly, is it really a difficult brother?

Oh, I'm still worried about my identity being exposed, Xiaolan is suspicious of my identity or something, in fact, you have the same problem with Mochizuki.

Thinking about Gray Yuan's concern for Mochizuki all the time these days, thinking about Gray Yuan's inexplicable emotional changes after Mochizuki disappeared again, perhaps, Gray Plains, she has already determined Mochizuki's identity in her heart. It's just that for what reason, Gray Yuan didn't debunk Mochizuki's lies?

People often say that if a person has a high IQ, he will have a low EQ. In fact, it may not be that emotional intelligence is low, but because it concerns oneself, and some things will inevitably be a little dull. Just like Xiaolan is to Conan, just like Gray Plains is to Mochizuki, they are all typical examples of the authorities fascinating bystanders, of course, as for whether the parties are pretending to be confused, then no one can be sure.

"Cut, what, it's exposed. When Conan was full of thoughts, a certain silver hair, who had fallen into petrification because his identity was revealed, finally came to his senses, pursed his lips, and threw himself back to the bed like a broken jar, and his voice was no longer disguised, but revealed a unique laziness of the snow.

"Eh, is this admitted?" was interrupted, Conan came back to his senses, but in fact, when he heard the general tone of self-abandonment, Conan was still quite surprised, didn't he insist on insisting, in fact, he still had a lot of evidence to say.

"Cut, or else, are you waiting to be crushed by your IQ?" Fuji Renxue picked up an apple casually, nibbled on it, and then sighed happily: "Ah, sure enough, the fruit is the best." ”

"IQ crushes or something, you can't say that......" Conan smiled a little embarrassedly, it is undeniable that he still wants to show off the reasoning process.

"It's strange to believe you, you detectives all have show-off syndrome, so you like to poke at others and then rub salt on other people's wounds, and tell them where there are flaws in their work, so I don't want to listen. ”

After eating the apple in two bites, Fuji Lianxue rolled her eyes, and then in the spirit of confession, leniency, resistance, and strictness, she turned on the chatter mode:

"Nana, detective brother, let me tell you, all this has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with it, you don't have to ask me anything, I don't know anything. Pity me, I'm a victim, I'm a victim like you!!No, no, it's different!!Detective brother, have you ever experienced that Nissan is simply too boring, and not letting people talk day in and day out is really fatal! Also, I've been drinking liquid food for several days, and I'm going to vomit if I eat it again!!