It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 479 Maybe I want to see him get into trouble

Qian Zhu casually placed the paper score on the table and smiled gently, still gentle, "It seems a bit wasteful to use so much paper."

The three of them suddenly didn't know what to say.

Maori Kogoro bent down to pick up the papers scattered all over the floor, muttering impatiently, "Who on earth is so unethical that he would just throw papers all over the floor of the room? What a shame!"

"That's what I mean!"

Conan and Mao Lilan were also picking up the items quickly while trying to divert Chitake's attention with words.

Qian Zhu smiled silently, squatted down and picked up the paper next to him, then he paused.

Conan noticed his little movement and immediately jumped over. His pupils shrank slightly when he saw the contents on the paper.

The word written on this one is not "death", but a sentence: "The moonlight tonight is really beautiful."

He immediately thought of Sheng Youyuto, whom he had met not long ago.

...Is it such a coincidence?

Qianzhu just paused for a moment, and then put it together with the other paper scores as if nothing had happened.

"It's time to get ready for bed." Chitake raised his hand and touched Conan's head, speaking softly as usual.

"Hmm?... Yeah." Conan nodded blankly and let him take out the paper score in his hand and put it together with the other stack.

After some time passed, the lights in the house went out.

Conan lay in bed, looking at the ceiling and unable to fall asleep.

Qianzhu behaved too calmly and gently, so normally that it was hard to tell what he was talking about. It was hard to imagine whether this was the calm before the storm, or just a lake without any ripples.

Conan thought about it for a long time, but in the end he didn't know how he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he saw Qianzhu already dressed and sitting beside him, writing and drawing on a piece of paper with a pen in his hand.

Glancing at him sitting up, Qianzhu looked up at him and smiled softly. The sunlight shone through the window onto him, as if it was glowing.

"Good morning, Conan."

Conan still had a drowsy look in his eyes. He was stunned for a moment before replying, "Good morning, Chitake."

Qian Zhu chuckled, "Get up and wash up, breakfast has been delivered."

"Okay~" Conan responded and jumped out of the quilt.

After washing and changing clothes, Conan sat at the small table next to him and ate breakfast with Maori Kogoro. He looked at Chitake from time to time, probably curious about what he was writing.

But by the time he finished breakfast, Qian Zhu had already put away what she had written. Seeing that he was a little curious, she smiled and asked him if he was curious while wanting to take it out and show it to him.

Conan immediately waved his hand, "No need."

When the time was almost up, someone came to their door and knocked to remind them to get ready to go to the backyard hall where the concert was held.

When standing up, Qianzhu accidentally touched the cup of water on the table. Although Conan picked up the cup quickly, the water still flowed out of the cup and soaked his clothes.

Qianzhu was somewhat helpless about this. The people outside the door were still waiting. He patted Conan's head gently and said, "You guys go first. I'll change my clothes and come over."

"But……"

Conan hesitated and was about to speak, but Chitake smiled and said, "Don't worry, the other party won't do anything at this time."

Perhaps the world consciousness also wanted to see him get into trouble, so this time he successfully let them pass without much persuasion.