Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 305 Drink more bitter melon juice

A bit large scale.

When Fang was only ten years old, even if she was a raving person, she was still a bit generous.

The car seemed to be silent for a moment, and even the car's sprint speed seemed to slow down.

This was not an illusion. Toru Amuro glanced at the rearview mirror and confirmed that the pursuing motorcycle had been thrown away. Then he slowly slowed down the speed of the car. It was no longer like a rabbit being chased by a hound, but a normal driving speed.

He glanced at the rearview mirror a few more times, considered it, and said nothing.

Matsuda Jinpei fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, his fluffy black curly hair exploded, and the body that had been pressed against the car door and the corner of the seat also stretched out, like a red panda that subconsciously stretches its body to show intimidation when encountering a bear, "...what? ,What?"

He uttered a syllable in shock and hesitated, "Huh?!"

what did you say? 'I want to marry you'?
Does this kid have any sense? That guy obviously

So what he just said was somewhat arrogant, almost like a werewolf wagging its tail and saying, "I'm a good person," which was very outrageous.

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

He was so nervous that his nose turned red, and the fingers holding the future were curled up one by one, making them appear thinner. However, they were not loosening the clothes, but holding the clothes tightly in their hands.

Okay? Why are you so speechless again? Obviously a few seconds ago, he was speaking boldly to adults as a ten-year-old child, which makes people wonder whether the world is a little too subversive.

After getting along with her more than ten times, he was already familiar with Suzuki Sonoko's appearance. With his eyes closed, he could picture the appearance of this difficult hostage in his mind: green eyes that looked like a cat's eye when they were rounded, and he would appear in the room. Darker, short brown hair that will be illuminated into a golden color under the sun, with a bright and childish blunt cheek line. Her true color is cherry blossom pink, but she is often pursed into one or two darker shades, with a bit of lip-biting feeling. of lips.

He lowered his head to look at Suzuki Sonoko again and urged, "Come on, say it again quickly, ah~"

The meaning is obvious: shy, but considerate.

I took another look at the prompt that was refreshed in real time: [The blue bar is rising, the current blue bar is [73%]. 】

The sound of the hair explosion was so loud that Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously turned her head from Ichijo Mirai's arms and happened to see the whole process of Matsuda Jinpei's hair explosion and fire breathing.

Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

Just like when I went back to the future a dozen times before.

Matsuda Jinpei paused and looked at Ichijo Mirai. He first saw his red eyes looking over with a smile. He paused for a moment, then saw his raised eyebrows and smoothly changed his slander:
Can you please stop judging with your eyes, kid! Feel it with your heart! Does this guy look like a good guy?
No!

Her short brown hair is a bit messy. The sun shines on some of the raised hair on the edges, turning the hair into a crystal clear color like caramel. The caramel strands are intertwined together, barely blocking one side of Suzuki Sonoko's ear, revealing Some tips of ears.

"Wait a minute," Mirai Ichijo held Suzuki Sonoko sideways and pointed at Matsuda Jinpei, "Okay, let's talk to him."

The first button of the police uniform just stuck to the end of her eyebrows, and the second button stuck to her cheek, bringing a bit of icy coolness and soothing her cheeks that seemed to be more mature.

The owner of the ear actually buried it closer.

He tilted his head in confusion, moved closer, and pointed his eyes at Suzuki Sonoko's eyes suspiciously, and looked at each other at close range for a few seconds, "Weren't you in good condition just now?"

I also know that this guy's hands have the characteristics of a child. Although they are not chubby, when he clenches hard when he is nervous, the finger bones are also very obvious and appear to be somewhat tough, but the finger sockets are very obvious and are covered by a future. A small dent will appear when you poke it with your finger, and even the fabric can easily flatten the finger flesh.

Matsuda Jinpei: "Hey!"

This is the content of this voice...

He gritted his teeth, "I just injured my arm, I'm not dead yet, I will hold a grudge!"

"It always feels a little weird to me," he muttered, "for a ten-year-old kid to say something like 'marry you'."

Under Ichijo Mirai's gaze, she pursed her lips nervously and opened her mouth hesitantly, but nothing came out. It was like glue was poured into her throat, which could only make her forehead heat up silently.

"Ahem," Zhu Fu Jingguang had to say, "It's just a kid's joke."

A future: "?"

At first glance, he looks like a bastard who doesn't care about her feelings and can ignore her without changing his expression.

A complete kid.

The tips of the ears are slowly turning red.

"Future," Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, stretched out his hand to hold one of Future's shoulders, and pulled him back a little, "You are too close to her, this kid is probably a little nervous."

"This child looks only eight or nine years old, right?"

Don't take what a child says seriously, so don't take it too seriously.

After hearing this, Mirai Ichijo turned Suzuki Sonoko towards him again and looked down.

Mirai Ichijo agreed with this. He nodded casually, took Suzuki Sonoko out of his arms, and said with some interest, "Can you say it again, what you just said?"

No!

He didn't even rescue the hostages, he just got into a car during the retreat, triggering a new voice that had not been triggered more than a dozen times.

Matsuda Jinpei clearly saw her blushing, saw her look at him carefully, saw her turning her head silently, completely burying her head in the arms of a future, with only her short fluffy brown hair exposed, Like an ostrich obediently buried in the sand.

Does this guy look like a marriageable guy?

She hesitated for a moment, then silently leaned into Ichigo Mirai's arms, pressed her cheek against his chest, and felt his beating heart.

"Okay, okay," Ichijo Mirai nodded perfunctorily, "Matsuda-kun, you seem to be angry all the time. Tsk, you really have a bad temper. Remember to drink more bitter melon water to relieve dryness and relieve qi when you go back."

He was still at an age where no one else could say anything even if he broke his oath to God.

The voice just now was a voice that had not been triggered before!
How is this voice triggered? He didn't do anything, right?

A future: "."

He cursed a few times and glanced at Suzuki Sonoko seriously. After three rounds of the mission, it was rare for him to carefully observe the hostage again. He found that she was still the same as he remembered. She held her breath and rounded her eyes, looking very nervous. .

Because of the racing just now, Suzuki Sonoko's hair was quite messy, and some hair strands were stuck in front of her eyes, blocking her eyes somewhat.

"Matsuda, was she so nervous that she couldn't speak just now?" Ichigo Mirai brushed up the hair on Suzuki Sonoko's forehead, revealing her smooth forehead, "Obviously I can still talk when I get in the car,"

He smiled at her again and said, "Hello, Miss Hostage, open your eyes and look at me."

He introduced himself politely, "Adult."

Then he politely introduced Suzuki Sonoko, "Kindergarten children."

He even corrected himself and finished what he said, "Wait a minute, he must be a primary school student." Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

Looking directly at those bright red eyes, her gaze was fixed on the dark red round pupils. She saw her silly reflection in the pupils, and was robbed of a rebuttal, so the rebuttal of her student status was pressed between her lips and teeth. , unable to say anything, I could only lower my head silently and instinctively, moving the crab's legs subconsciously like a crab on a steamer.

Again, Ichijo Mirai lowered his head and came closer to him curiously, "Hey, are you crying?"

He glanced at it for a few times, stepped away with regret, and announced to his classmates seriously, "What are I doing? I'm not crying. Don't worry. The hostage lady has a strong character, so she hasn't cried much."

"Although she looks well-behaved and clever, she can actually come up with eloquent words to survive when faced with robbers."

After thinking for a while, Mirai Ichijo added, "But he's really well-behaved."

Although he was scared speechless by the robber every time, he was quite good when getting along with him. He didn't cause any crying or fuss, nor was he particularly shivering when something happened. He is dragging his feet, and he is not looking for life and death. He is quite willing to survive. He is a dumb bamboo, which is quite satisfactory.

Of course, the premise is: "Ignore what you just said."

"It sounds like you can understand a person just by looking at him," Matsuda Jinpei wanted to choke Ichijo Mirai, but after choking, he paused subtly, "...can't really do that, right?"

Ichijo Mirai smiled, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me? Of course it's impossible."

"Really?" Matsuda Jinpei became even more suspicious. He looked at Ichijo Mirai and Suzuki Sonoko up and down for a few seconds before answering the question, "That's not true. Just now she politely thanked us for saving her."

He actually agreed with Ichichi Mirai's evaluation of Suzuki Sonoko's preference, "The kid is quite calm. He still has the ability to make judgments in this situation. He believed us as soon as he heard that we were the police. That's the reason."

From the driver's seat, Fangtani Rei casually answered, "'Brother looks stupid...you are so young! There is no such kind-looking person as you among those robber uncles.' The reason is very good."

"Oh," Ichijo Mirai said clearly, "Matsuda-san gained the precious trust of the hostage through stupidity."

He added, "It's a full 65, which is pretty good."

While he was talking, Suzuki Sonoko buried herself in his arms again, burying her head in his arms in exactly the same posture as she had done a dozen times before, with only the back of her head exposed. Ichijo Mirai was used to it and glanced down. Then he raised his head and continued to show Matsuda Jinpei a provocative smile that drew a lot of hatred.

Hard, hard, fist hard.

Matsuda Jinpei's fist hardened.

Unknowingly, he clenched his hands tightly, and even the arm that had lost some strength due to the injury temporarily received a medical miracle buff. He had the strength to clench his fist into a hammer, and he could punch people as hard as he could with one punch. The iron fist with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

He took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and adjusted his breathing, "Familiar smell... When are you going to convict this guy and give him a nickname that you can yell out in anger!"

"Hey," he turned to look at Zhufu Jingguang who was sitting behind the passenger seat, "Do you have any tips for adjusting your mentality? Otherwise, how could you keep chatting with this guy privately over and over again without beating him up? , it’s too easy to swallow your anger!”

Zhufu Jingguang looked away from Mirai Ichichi and Suzuki Sonoko and smiled, "The secret is probably to silently recite 'I can't beat him' a hundred times, 'If you hit him, you will be resented for a hundred years' and 'Think about zero' With Matsuda-san, right?"

Matsuda Jinpei: "?"

The question mark was almost about to pop up. Zhufu Jingguang had already turned back to look at Suzuki Sonoko. His eyes stayed on the tips of her obviously red ears for a few seconds. He hesitated and put his fist under his nose, not sure whether he should stop her.

A ten-year-old child has nothing to do with love. Even if he says something bold and bold, it will only make adults look at each other and smile.

But I already have to keep a distance from adults of the opposite sex.

But Suzuki Sonoko is a hostage who has just escaped from danger, and she is still a child. If hugging can make her feel safe...

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang could finish hesitating, when the car passed an intersection, Ichijo Mirai ended his contemplation, looked down, and very naturally pulled Suzuki Sonoko, and pulled her to his side and put her in bed. , and also helped to fasten the seat belt, "The speed of the car is still OK now, just wear the seat belt. Remember to pay attention to the window. If you see a motorcycle or someone suspected of being a robber, you should lower your head immediately."

Of course the second half of the sentence will not happen. When the robbers appear, Mirai Ichijo will be the first to react, but it is necessary to find things for children to do. He explained a few words and then turned to look at Matsuda Jinpei, thoughtfully. "You said, this guy was able to thank you just now?"

How could this be?

Shouldn't he be so scared that he can't speak? There was a shootout at the factory!

Every time he climbed through the window, he had to coax the hostages to talk.

"Then did you coax her?"

Matsuda Jinpei was startled for a moment, "Coax?"

"Uh, well," he started chattering, looking to the left and then to the right with his eyes busily, "I'll contact Hagiwara and the others to check on their situation!"

He quickly raised the walkie-talkie, and when he heard a "Huh?" from the future, he put down the walkie-talkie guiltily, "Not long after we picked her up, the robbers discovered us, and we didn't have time to comfort... But the hostage lady saw that Don’t you need urgent comfort when you get up?”

Matsuda Jinpei didn't coax him.

Hostages can talk.

Ichijo Mirai thought for a moment: He appeared, and the hostage could no longer speak.

What does it mean?

He turned to look at Lingzuki Sonoko, glanced at her face that was once again covered by broken hair, and helped her smooth it up again, exposing her smooth forehead. When she raised her round eyes and looked over, he moved quickly and naturally. He flicked her forehead and said, "Why don't you say anything when you face me?"

The force was not strong, and Suzuki Sonoko didn't even lean back. A light red mark appeared on her forehead. She was surprised and subconsciously covered her forehead with her hands, "Ugh?"

"Nervous?" Mirai Ichichi guessed one by one, "Afraid?"

"shy?"

Hearing the last word, Suzuki Sonoko's eyes moved.

"Okay, although it's outrageous, the answer is obvious," Mirai Ichijo let go of her, leaned back a little, and leaned on Zhufu Jingguang's shoulder, "Then I'm sure,"

Determine the reason for Suzuki Sonoko's individual blue bar prompts and the reason for 'being inspired'.

He still felt it was outrageous: such a young child could actually...

If it is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old or above, he will realize the effect of his appearance in the first two times, and immediately use it without shame to make the hostages feel more at ease.

However, "Classmate with a score of 65, the hostage thinks you are not as handsome as me."

Mirai Ichijo smiled innocently, "What an honor."

Matsuda Jinpei: "???"

"what?!"

While he was looking at Ichitomi with his fists hard, Ichitomi smiled at him again, and quickly went offline with his quick eyes and hands.

"Let's take a break. Bye everyone. Remember to drink more bitter melon juice."

(End of this chapter)