Chapitre 387: Chapter 247 This taste... could it be?!

"If only we had that what's-its-name Paluda from last time, that would be perfect," Conan said with a hollow look in his eyes as he gazed at Chen Ze. He still wanted to turn back into Shinichi Kudo, as only by doing so could he root out the organization.

"Sorry, that was a random dish. Not all Paluda have that effect," Chen Ze shook his head; he was just a chef.

Although he had now leveled up to become a Dessert Master, it wasn't as if he could just whip up a Paluda and produce an antidote effect at will.

"Ah... what a letdown. Just give me something random to eat," Conan said, flopping down on the table, his face a picture of boredom. He was only interested in a dessert that could restore his former self.

"I'll have a serving of eel rice, and also a Magical Mapo Tofu," Ai Haibara remained as calm as ever, seeming only to become flustered when it came to people from the organization.