Delicate Mouri Ran

Jiang Xia stood outside the courtyard, listening to the Ghosts discuss the distribution of killing intent inside. This trip had definitely been worthwhile.

They were all ordinary killing intents without any special flavor, but Jiang Xia did not mind—High-Grade Killing Intent was certainly great, yet there were currently only a handful of people who could steadily produce it, and he had to wait a long time between seeing them.

Besides, he had raised more and more Ghosts now, and there were more and more occasions that required killing intent. Stockpiling basic provisions was necessary.

After waiting a little while, giving himself enough time to establish the excuse of "I brought a child out to play, but when I turned around, the child was gone. I searched for a while and couldn't find him, so I came to ask whether he might have wandered into your courtyard."

Jiang Xia walked over to the old-fashioned courtyard gate and prepared to ring the doorbell.

But just as he raised his hand, he saw several people emerge from behind the bushes leading this way, separated from him by the iron gate.

—At the front was an elegant lady dressed in a kimono. Behind her were the dressed-up Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko.

"Jiang Xia?" Mouri Ran was carrying Conan in her hand, with Suzuki Sonoko beside her. Seeing him, she looked surprised but also a little happy. She raised a hand in greeting. "Why are you here too?"

Suzuki Sonoko had her arm linked through Mouri Ran's and hid half her body behind Ran's back. She waved this way as well.

She looked at Jiang Xia, then at the handsome male college student behind her, feeling a tiny bit guilty. It felt like a fish pond owner seeing two fish she had carefully kept