Chapter 64 Lemon Tea and Moonlight
Eight in the morning.

Didan Primary School, Class B, Grade One.

Conan had a complicated expression when he came to school.

"What's wrong?" Ze Yu put down the book in his hand and looked up and asked.

"Nothing." Conan shook his head, put a can of lemon tea on his desk, and said, "I brought you a can of drink on the way."

"Lemon tea? Isn't this your music teacher's favorite drink?" Ze Yu looked at the lemon tea on the table and suddenly realized: "No wonder you seem to be in a bad mood, are you still thinking about your teacher?"

Yesterday was the weekend, and Conan went to attend his music teacher's wedding. Now he looks like this when he comes back. Ze Yu knows what happened without having to think.

"How do you know?" Conan asked confused.

"Do you think you can hide your affairs from me?"

Ze Yu rolled his eyes at him.

"Really? You're making it so that I almost have no secrets left." Conan complained dissatisfiedly.

Ze Yu ignored him, opened the lemon tea, took a sip, his eyes sparkling: "It tastes good."

Conan shrugged his shoulders and said speechlessly: "Everyone who attended the wedding said that lemon tea is for children."

"This at least proves that I still have a childlike heart, so I am still a child." Ze Yu didn't mind Conan's words at all and smiled.

"Class is about to start, and you can't drink the drinks. Put them away." Conan said.

"Then why did you bring me drinks?" Ze Yu glared at him and snorted, "Whether I put it away or not is my freedom. Why do you care?"

"I didn't ask you to drink it now." Conan looked helpless.

"Forget it. I can't take your things for free... In exchange, I'll give this to you."

Ze Yu put something in Conan's hand.

"Is this a tape? It looks really old."

Conan looked at the old tape in his hand.

"This is the original version of the Moonlight Sonata performed by Beethoven himself. I recorded it on the spot. This tape is nearly two hundred years old," Ze Yu explained.

Conan expressed disbelief: "Impossible, right? The earliest tape was released decades ago, and Beethoven died in 1827. Even the camera was invented in 1839. Beethoven himself didn't leave a single photo. Where did the original tape come from?"

"So, don't underestimate me. There is an organization behind me. There are the world's top inventors and biologists, and there are often items that are ahead of their time."

"Four hundred years ago, I already had an invention similar to the 'tape' in my hands, so the thing I gave you is not the traditional tape that is circulated on the market, but the early form of the tape. Although the type is a little different, it can barely be played on the current machines."

After saying that, Ze Yu yawned and put the lemon tea in the drawer.

"But..." Conan's mouth twitched, and he was speechless: "Even if you give me this thing, it's useless. You know, I'm tone-deaf."

"Well, this is none of my business." Ze Yu said casually.

Although he knew that it was a waste to give this priceless tape to Conan who didn't understand music, it didn't matter.

Because Ze Yu has many more tapes of this type in his collection.

He had quite a few tapes of Beethoven alone, not to mention tapes of other famous musicians.

In fact, when it comes down to it, even Zeyu himself doesn't know much about music.

Although he would go to concerts occasionally in the past, it was just to relax.

Ze Yu really has no talent in music.

But it doesn’t matter, just be happy.

At this time, Ayumi suddenly came over and said expectantly: "Hey! Conan, Zeyu, after school tonight, let's go explore the haunted house together!"

"Haunted house?" Conan repeated, shook his head and refused: "After school in the afternoon, I have something else to do..."

What's wrong with him?

He just didn't want to play with these kids. Last time when they played hide-and-seek, Conan stood out too much and was strongly condemned by several of his friends, which made him feel a little wronged.

So, Conan, who has learned his lesson, has made a decision.

He would never do such a thankless task.

As a result, before Conan finished speaking, he heard Ze Yu reply: "Okay, we go together, Conan too."

After he finished speaking, he patted Conan on the shoulder.

"Uh..." Conan looked at Ze Yu with some complaints, and finally could only sigh helplessly: "Okay, let's go together."

"Okay!"

Ayumi jumped up with excitement.

…………

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The members of the young suicidal group gathered in front of the door of an old and dilapidated house.

This house, which has been abandoned for five years, is the target of everyone's adventure this time.

"Why can't this door be opened?"

Mitsuhiko tried to open the rusty iron door, but of course failed.

"There is a secret entrance here." Yuan Tai patted his chest confidently and said proudly, "Everyone follow me!"

"Secret entrance?" Conan blinked in confusion.

Yuantai searched the wall for a while and finally found a small wooden door. He pushed it open and walked in with his head down.

Because this wooden door is too short, if an adult wants to enter the yard through it, he or she must lie down.

But because everyone here is a child and is relatively short, they only need to lower their heads to pass through.

After a while, everyone entered the yard, and only Ze Yu stood outside the door, looking at the wooden door.

"Ze Yu, hurry up!"

"Everyone has come here, and you are the only one left!"

Yuanta, Mitsuhiko and others greeted loudly.

"No matter how I look at it, I think this is a dog hole." Ze Yu tilted his head with some dissatisfaction on his little face.

How could such a proud man like him dig a dog hole?
Thinking of this, Ze Yu stepped lightly on the ground, jumped up, flipped over the wall, and landed steadily in the yard on the other side.

"Wow………"

Seeing this scene, several friends widened their eyes in surprise, their eyes full of envy.

"so hot!"

Yuan Tai couldn't help but sigh.

These children are not ordinary people. They can easily climb over a gate that is more than two meters high, but they cannot climb over the wall of this house, so they can only take a shortcut.

Because these walls are at least three meters high.

But Ze Yu just stepped lightly on the ground and easily crossed the wall, like a master of flying over eaves and walls. This was undoubtedly a very cool thing in the eyes of his friends.

Even Conan envies Sawaha's painting style.

"Okay, let's go."

Facing everyone's astonished or envious gazes, Ze Yu simply smiled warmly as a response to everyone, and then walked towards the house.

Everyone looked at each other, then quickly followed.

(End of this chapter)