Toyama and Ye have been annoyed lately.

She is Hattori Heiji's childhood sweetheart.

The two of them have known each other since childhood, have known each other for more than ten years, and their relationship is so good that both parents know that they are a couple.

But they just learned the stinky problem of Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan, and they didn't dare to say it even though they had a good feeling, and they maintained a "pure friendship" for more than ten years.

That's fine.

Anyway, as long as the relationship between the two is stable, even if the relationship is confirmed later, the duck in the beak will not be able to fly.

But it's like Conan met Lin Shinichi... Yuan Shan and Miss Ye also recently met a very terrible "love rival":

"Maoriran..."

At this moment, Yuanshan and Ye Zheng are sneakily hiding in the corner of the snack bar.

She carefully hid her delicate face, which was sufficiently striking, under the brim of her hat, and silently looked at her enemy:

The "beautiful girl forensic doctor" from Tokyo, Hattori Heiji never forgets to make porridge on the phone every day.

"Is this Miss Maori who talks about it every day?"

"This mud stick cat..."

and Miss Ye carefully looked at the face of this opponent:

"Damn, you look really good!!"

She snorted coldly in a low voice unconvinced, but the sense of crisis in her heart became heavier:

After returning from Tokyo last week, Hattori Heiji has an extra woman named Moriran in his life.

He would always speak with emotion of the tenderness and wisdom of the Maori lady, and her influence on his detective philosophy, which was a bit of a nostalgic touch.

"Heiji never calls me every day..."

"But that woman... But he cares so much. ”

Toyama and Ye completely forgot that he and Hattori Heiji saw each other every day, and they didn't need to call at all.

And Hattori Heiji not only always called the woman, but even took the opportunity of the Osaka Prefectural Police to ask Lin Shinichi to assist in the case, and also crossed the Miss Maori.

"Ill-intentioned!"

Yuan Shan and Miss Ye bit their fingernails aggrievedly in the corner.

She still tried to keep a low profile, carefully observing the movements of Heiji Hattori and Moriran.

The two of them were having a good time, completely oblivious to the fact that they were being watched.

And Yuanshan and Ye sat far away for the sake of caution, and they couldn't hear what their childhood sweetheart was talking about with Mao Lilan.

In short, judging from the expressions, movements, and atmosphere...

Hattori Heiji was very enthusiastic and proactive, and Moriran always responded with a smile.

"Calm, calm..."

And Miss Ye comforted herself in her heart:

"Heiji was originally a hospitable guy."

"Even if an ordinary friend comes from out of town, he will be so hospitable."

That's what she was thinking...

I saw that the two people in front of the counter didn't know where to chat, and Hattori Heiji took the initiative to spread his palm and handed it to the Maori lady.

The Mori lady was carefully looking at Hattori's palm, and from time to time, she was pointing and talking about something.

"This is..."Yuan Shan and Ye's heart sank.

She recognized the flirtatious tricks that this high school girl used to use:

"Palmistry?"

"As long as you learn a few metaphysical terms about career lines and love lines, you can use palmistry as an excuse to have close physical contact with your favorite object."

"Then through this subtle physical contact, we can test the other party's psychological acceptance of themselves, so as to achieve the evil purpose of grasping the distance and narrowing the relationship between men and women."

"Damn... This woman..."

"I shamelessly used this trick on Heiji!"

She already knew this trick, but her skin was too thin, and she was embarrassed to use it on her childhood sweetheart.

But now, Hattori Heiji is generous, asking the beautiful girl from Tokyo to show him palmistry.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shan and Ye couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

And at the same time...

In her angry gaze...

In front of the counter, Mao Lilan was pointing to Hattori's palm print and said to him:

"Look, Mr. Hattori..."

"The mastoid line in the lateral palmar area increases rapidly from the palm, and the lines spread out and flow obliquely to the lateral edge."

"So what spreads to the left side of the mastoid in the impression is left by the left hand."

"What goes to the right hand is what is left by the right hand."

Maolilan explained in a serious way:

"According to this principle, only the mutilated part of the palm print is needed, and we can determine whether the palm print left by the murderer at the scene belongs to the left hand or the right hand."

"This is very helpful in judging the murderer's habitual hand and restoring the process of the crime."

"I see..."

Hattori nodded and made an appearance of being humbly taught:

"Miss Maori, you know so much!"

"No," Mao Lilan smiled modestly, "These are all things I just read from the book, and I haven't mastered them myself." ”

"Yes..."A depressed child's voice sounded faintly: "Aren't they all in the books..."

"Big brother Hattori..."

Conan looked up at Hattori Heiji with great effort, gritted his teeth and said:

"Can't you just buy a book and go back and study it yourself?"

"Wouldn't it be more efficient to study reasoning with beautiful girls?"

"Uh..." Hattori was speechless for a while.

In fact, he had long felt the hostility of this Conan child, but he never understood where this hostility came from.

"Conan!"

Maolilan pulled Conan back with some complaints:

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"I can learn a lot from Mr. Hattori through face-to-face discussions!"

She was obviously just talking to Hattori Heiji about criminal investigation reasoning, and she was in front of Conan the whole time, without any concealment.

But this guy still keeps making trouble there.

It's like a thief, and she guards her girlfriend to death.

Thinking of this, Miss Maori couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

But, on second thought...

thought of the reasoning maniac who ignored his love before, but because of her, he became the vinegar jar that suffers from gains and losses...

The corners of Mao Lilan's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

There was a hint of happiness in that smile:

"Really, Conan... Don't be cranky. ”

"Haven't I always been there for you?"

She gently touched Conan's head and whispered in his ear.

Detective Conan suddenly blushed a little:

"Little, Sister Xiaolan... I'm sorry. ”

For a while, the picture suddenly became "sister, friend, brother, and brother", "mother and son".

The atmosphere was much warmer.

"This woman..."

Yuan Shan and Miss Ye in the corner silently pinched the chopsticks in their hands:

"This woman actually uses children as props, and through her intimate interaction with children, she shows her gentle and kind maternal light."

"That guy likes children very much, and this completely hits his weakness!"

"Damn, this Maorilan..."

"On the surface, he looks pure and innocent and has no scheming, but his moves in private are so precise and vicious!"

"This woman is simply a man's nemesis.... What boy can resist this kind of moisturizing and silent emotional offensive?! ”

After some observation, the once simple and naïve distant mountains and leaves have completely surrendered to the terrifyingly high proficiency of this opponent's "tea art".

"Why are you so skilled?!"

And Miss Ye roared impotently in the corner...

And she soon nervously discovered that the "tea master" Mao Lilan seemed to have a new move:

I can't hear what she's talking to Hattori...

Anyway, I saw Mao Lilan pick up a hard-boiled egg, let go of his hand about a few centimeters above the table, and let it smash into the hard table.

The egg collided with the tabletop, smashing into a crack.

Moriran handed the egg to Hattori Heiji's hand.

Immediately afterward, she took out another hard-boiled egg and flicked it lightly with her fingers.

After the crack popped out of the bullet casing, Moriran repeated his old trick and handed the second hard-boiled egg to Hattori Heiji's hand as well.

"This..."

Yuanshan and Ye have been completely stupid:

"She even peeled eggshells, and she wanted Pingji to help her?"

"Bastard... Doesn't she have hands herself?! ”

"No..."

The pure and Miss Ye finally reacted:

"Routines, they're all routines!"

"Take two eggs, I want to eat one for myself, let Pingji eat one-"

"She is imperceptibly ingraining in Pingji's mind, and the idea of 'becoming a pair' with him is imperceptible."

"And what's even more terrifying..."

"That woman also deliberately handed the unpeeled eggs to Pingji's hand!"

"I must want to test Pingji's psychology to see if he can accept this kind of coquettishness that can be called 'disgusting and contrived'."

"If Heiji willingly helped her peel the eggshell, it means that he..."

"He has unknowingly, completely become a captive of that woman!"

Yuanshan and Ye's hearts overflowed with anger.

She was too pure before, and she wouldn't use these crooked ways at all.

Now in the face of the Tokyo woman's brazen "tea art", she was shocked to discover... I don't seem to have the slightest power to fight back.

"Pingji, hold on, don't get hit..."

"Don't help her peel eggs!!"

Yuanshan and Ye bit their lips tightly, nervously looking forward to the next performance of their childhood sweetheart.

And at the same time...

Under the nervous gaze of Miss Ye, Hattori Heiji observed the two eggs in his hand while listening carefully to Mao Lilan's explanation:

"Mr. Hattori, look..."

"Mr. Lin taught me that we can use eggs to simulate the difference between a fall and a blow to the human skull."

"Falling from a height of about 5 centimeters, the contact surface of the eggshell is rupture in an oval-like shape, with large fragments, and the extension lines around the rupture are long and radial."

"The egg I crushed with my fingers had a limited shell damage area, obvious depressions, obvious small lobes on the edges, and the broken extension line was consistent with the direction of the force."

Mao Lilan paused slightly, smiled and concluded:

"Therefore, we can roughly determine whether the victim was injured by a fall or an external blunt force blow by the shape of the injury to the deceased's skull."

"This can help us determine whether a case is a homicide or an accident."

"Well, I see..."

Hattori nodded convincingly.

He couldn't help but marvel at this kind of criminal investigation concept that he had never really come into contact with:

"Verify knowledge through scientific experiments, and then apply the knowledge to criminal investigation practice..."

"That's the job of a forensic scientist, right?"

Hattori's voice was full of admiration.

And as he spoke, he put the two eggs in his hand that were used as teaching aids, and peeled off the shells with his hands—

Anyway, the experiment is done, and if the egg is not peeled and eaten, it is a waste.

The eggshell was gradually shredded.

Miss He Ye in the corner is silently collapsing:

"It's over..."

"Pingji, he has been completely tamed by that woman!"