usatvline Chapter 480 Cleanup Operation (Part 4)
Chapter 480 Cleanup Operation (Part 4)
Looking at the people chatting animatedly, Conan couldn't help but hold his forehead: "I don't think even the Black Organization would bring weapons of mass destruction to the home of a weird old man who loves inventions to cause trouble."
"That's too much, Shinichi." Dr. Agasa pouted in dissatisfaction. "My inventions are all very serious, what's so strange about them?"
The prisoner directly supported Dr. Agasa: "That's right, Dr. Agasa's invention is very useful. I got inspiration from the voice changer and made the electronic voice changer for post-match use."
"Huh?" Conan was still a little confused.
"Don't believe me, right? Let me show you... Ouch!" Before the prisoner could take out the "noise generator", the hermit chopped him on the head with a knife.
"Next time, try to focus on normal inventions. Don't think I don't know you named the green plant in the hallway Perpetual Motion Machine No. 85."
"Damn it, who is telling the truth..." The prisoner gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to pull out the person who leaked the information and annoy him to death with his electronic music.
The pilot quietly put away the anti-shielding eavesdropping device he had secretly developed and changed the subject: "How about I make some snacks? I remember that Professor Agasa likes donuts. What flavor would you like? Chocolate and strawberry are both fine."
"I want them all, I want them all!" Dr. Agasa's eyes widened when he saw someone helping him make desserts for free.
Huiyuan looked at Dr. Agasa with half-moon eyes: "Dr. Agasa, don't forget that you need to lose weight."
"Then I'll make a few more flavors and cut them up for Professor Agasa to taste. This way, you won't have to eat too much at once, and you can still have the flavors you want."
"Oh, Mr. Charles, you are so thoughtful." Dr. Agasa cried with joy. God knows how long it has been since he last had a proper dessert in order to lose weight.
The meteorologist calmly took a sip of tea. "Should we call the kids over? Just tell them we're having a tea party and there's snacks."
"Will Mr. Charles be able to handle it in that case?"
"Hehehe..." A golden light flashed in the pilot's eyes, which were hidden by his hair. "Let me show you my new invention!"
The pilot was seen hovering in mid-air with the help of an aircraft, and several mechanical arms extended from the devices on his waist and back, with kitchen utensils such as spatulas, stirrers, and spoons on them.
"I specifically asked Mr. Balk for advice on how to make a bionic robotic arm. Now I can cook for eight people at once!"
The mechanic was shocked, her mouth opening into an O shape. "So, the ingredients in our kitchen suddenly disappeared by the tons. Was it you, Mr. Charles, who did this?"
"I guess the accomplices are some refrigerator customization editors." The meteorologist curled his lips. "Just the day before yesterday, I saw William sneaking through the corridor with egg tart and pudding crumbs on the corners of his mouth."
[Forward: Ahhhh! We've been discovered!]
[Hitter: What are you afraid of? We're just worried that the ingredients might be expired, so we're checking them in advance.]
[Explorer: This steaming butter pudding was so tempting, I couldn't resist eating a few more pieces.]
[Mercenary: The three of you should be careful not to tire Mr. Charles out. (Chewing)]
[Philanthropist: No, do you have the right to say that? You're the fastest eater. You snatch up some desserts right after they're baked!]
[Mercenary: I didn't realize Mr. Charles's craftsmanship was so good before.]
[Aviator: Actually, I sometimes send some nutritious meals to Luca and Wendy. You two both have such a monotonous diet. Luca always eats red pepper sauce with bread, and Wendy eats too much sweet food.]
[Mechanic: I agree. Wendy's meal is just honey mixed with sugar.]
[Meteorologist: Sugar can make people think faster.]
[Antique Dealer: But with that much sugar, I think my throat will get inflamed before I can swallow it.]
[Soul of the Umbrella (white): I saw Miss Wendy dip our snacks in honey before. Are the snacks really that sweet?]
[Soul of the Umbrella (Black): I think the snacks are good, not too sweet.]
[Mrs. Red: Why aren't desserts sweet?]
[Red Butterfly: What a complicated question! Everyone's tastes vary so much.]
[Photographer: As long as there's no more garlic baguettes, I think it should be fine...]
[Violinist: No pineapple on this sacred pizza! Pizzagate!]
[professor:......]
The three little ones were all greedy. When they heard that there would be a tea party and delicious snacks, they immediately explained the reason to their parents and ran over happily.
"Wow, there are so many delicious foods!" Yuantai's eyes lit up as he looked at the table full of various desserts.
The pilot relied on the robotic arm to carry eight plates and placed the meals on the table and coffee table like a food delivery machine. He also reminded Dr. Agasa which desserts were low-fat and could be eaten whole, and which were high in calories and could only be eaten a little to taste.
Dr. Agasa completely threw out all the information he'd read about health and fat-reducing meals. What's the point of being unhealthy or unhealthy? Mr. Charles said it was low-fat, and this dessert was right out of the freezer, so it doesn't count as a high-calorie food! Eat!
Then, despite Haibara's dissatisfied expression, Dr. Agasa took away two large portions of pudding and mousse.
The apostle comforted him, saying, "Let the old man have an indulgent meal once in a while. Life needs sweetness to spice it up."
Everyone at the tea party talked freely while enjoying desserts. The mechanic asked the three little ones what they wanted to do in the future. Yuantai jumped up and said that he wanted to be an eel rice chef, which made everyone laugh.
Gray Principle pulled the apostle aside and asked, "Are you really confronting the Black Organization head-on? Is there any danger?"
"Don't worry, we'll be fine. Once the Black Organization is eradicated, you and your sister should be able to live more freely. We've already decided internally to hand over some of our assets here to you."
"What?" Two confused and shocked voices sounded at the same time.
Conan's emotions fluctuated more, so his voice was more obvious, which directly attracted the attention of the three little ones.
"Conan, what are you, Huiyuan, and Sister An talking about in secret?"
"That's right, are you guys secretly chatting about something interesting?"
The apostle promptly smoothed things over for Conan and Huiyuan: "Actually, these two children want to adopt a kitten, so they are asking me for some knowledge about kittens."
"Oh, really? Sister An, can we also adopt a kitten?" Girls of Ayumi's age love cute creatures like kittens the most, especially the three kittens brought by the apostles this time. They are furry and chubby, and they can be softened into a ball when held in the palm of your hand.
The mechanic smoothly took over the conversation: "But raising a kitten is a challenge for children like you."
"Although you say you love kittens, sometimes you get so engrossed in adventure games that you neglect them. Kittens are not electronic pets. They need their owners' company and your patient and careful care until they grow up. You can't dislike them or abandon them. Think about it carefully. Can you do this?"