"No one shaves on the bullet train on the day of a wedding."
Sitting on the bullet train, Ran looked at Kogoro Mouri with a speechless expression.
"Isn't it because I talked with a client too late last night and couldn't get up this morning?" Kogoro Mouri stubbornly argued.
"You drank too much last night, didn't you?" Ran mercilessly exposed Kogoro Mouri.
Kogoro Mouri curled his lip.
"It was because you insisted on coming along."
"That's because the wedding is being held in Kyoto. Conan, you wanted to go too, right?" Ran looked at Conan expectantly.
"Mm." Conan nodded expressionlessly, silently finishing the food in his lunch box.
"By the way, why did we have to bring this brat along too?" Kogoro Mouri looked at Conan with disgust.
Yesterday, Kogoro Mouri had thrown a huge tantrum at Conan and tried to kick him out, but after firm opposition from both Ran and Conan, he still allowed the little brat to keep staying at his house.
"Guchuan!"
Conan casually turned his head and unexpectedly spotted Guchuan and Little Ai.
"Ah, it's Conan."
Guchuan, who had been catching up on sleep, took off his eye mask and lethargically greeted Conan. He was about to resume sleeping when Little Ai poked him in the waist.
"What?"
"Since you've run into acquaintances, go say hello." Little Ai put down her magazine.
"Didn't I just do that?" Guchuan said.
"I'm not talking about that little brat. I mean Kogoro Mouri and his daughter." Little Ai glanced in their direction.
Guchuan was a mentally unstable child. He needed guidance from parents and elders to lead him onto the right path. Otherwise, the only place she would see him in the future would be prison.
But his parents were not around, so she could only educate him