On a Sunday morning, Ran and Conan walked down the street with backpacks on their shoulders, while Kogoro Mouri followed behind them looking utterly miserable.
"Wow! It feels so great to wake up early in the morning! What a pity Brother Qin Xiao had to go to a meeting, or we would have brought him along."
"Yeah! This kind of weather is just perfect for a picnic!" Conan said with a smile.
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