Conan: I am really a good person

There should be no accidents in Chapter 311, right?
Mirai Ichijo walked back to the dessert shop.

He felt refreshed and smiled at the two Ishidas who were clearly sitting at the dining table with delicious dishes, but they were distracted frequently and couldn't eat. They seemed to have heard some murderous noises. "You guys have been waiting for a long time. I'll be back." ”

"Did someone just come to see me?"

An Ishida picked up a piece of air with his chopsticks and shook his head obediently, "No."

Another Ishida chewed a piece of air and shook his head obediently, "There were only two or three customers who wanted to pay, and they didn't even look at the kitchen."

They looked quite calm, answering questions while eating, and Ichigo Miku, who greeted him with a smile as soon as he returned home, formed a warm picture of a harmonious family.

Ichijo Mirai moved his eyes and smiled, "What's wrong? It looks like I came back from a murder. I just went out to meet friends I haven't seen for a long time, and I didn't take the time to kill."

"Can I kill people and deal with them in just over twenty minutes?"

Can't it?
The two Ishidas laughed together, but there was a clear question on their faces.

"Okay," Ichichi Mirai said without overly frightening his two relatives, "you two can continue to eat. I will go upstairs first so that it won't affect your appetite."

He closed the door with a smile, stretched out his hand to brush his sleeves, frowned and said to himself, "It's a bit dirty, and it has a bad smell... I need to clean it carefully later, otherwise there may be trouble, ugh." "

It's smoke.

What Ichijo Mirai said was the smell of smoke, and what he understood was the smell of smoke. After putting down his hands, he smiled at the two Ishidas and walked out of the kitchen on the two Ishidas' exploding tails as if nothing had happened.

The sky was getting darker, the street lights were on, and there weren't too many people in the dessert shop. Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan hadn't left yet, and they were talking about light topics in a low voice with their eyes crooked.

During the conversation, there was laughter and a clear girl's voice, which sounded very youthful and energetic.

When Ichijo Mirai pushed open the door and smelled the sweet smell of desserts on the counters, he heard a relaxed, cheerful and pretendingly angry voice, "Humph, Kudo Shinichi's place..."

Because he was talking to his closest friend, he was relaxed and cheerful, without any defensiveness. And because he was teasing his friend, he was a little coquettish and pretending to be angry, as if he was acting coquettishly to his friend.

Ichijo Mirai's gaze turned over and fell on Suzuki Sonoko's face upon hearing the sound.

'Kudo'?
Kudo Yusaku's 'Kudo'?
Suzuki Sonoko was not looking at the front desk, but she seemed to be a furry animal with a keen sense of smell. She stopped talking suddenly.

Her sitting posture was a little tighter, her back straightened into a straight line with a slight arc, and her eyes were a little rounder. If she had a furry tail, it would have exploded into a ball. She blinked and stared straight at Mao Li. Lan's eyes and lips pursed, and her attention shifted to the counter, her peripheral vision sweeping over like a gentle breeze.

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other for a few seconds, then moved their eyes to the front desk and looked at Mirai Ichijo who had just closed the door. She paused, glanced at Suzuki Sonoko very quickly, blinked her right eye quickly to convey the signal, and then Raising his hand, he said hello as he would to a friend who was not very close but had a good impression of him, "Mr. Future."

Suzuki Sonoko learned her shame and then became brave. Adhering to the precious principle that escape is shameful but useful, she turned her head very happily and looked at a future...

The hand holding the doorknob.

She nervously greeted Mr. Opponent seriously, "You're back, Mr. Future!"

A future: "..."

A future: "."

In the beginning, Ichijo Miku stopped because of the 'Kudo Shinichi' mentioned by Suzuki Sonoko. Now, he stops because of 'You are back.'

He let go of the doorknob and thoughtfully moved his hand to set up the cabinet at the front desk, lest he move too fast or put his hand away, causing Suzuki Sonoko to panic and leave an afterimage, her eyes wandering around asking for help, "Well, did Miss Suzuki just see it? "

The hand that was placed on the counter moved, and the index finger tapped the edge of the counter casually.

Suzuki Sonoko watched, subconsciously and without thinking, "Huh? I didn't see it,"

She nervously continued the conversation, "Did Mr. Future move things? Or did he go out to eat?"

"It happened that a friend was running errands nearby, so I went out to meet him," Miku Ichijo replied with a smile, "I thought the visible part of the kitchen could see the back door, and the guests all saw me going out."

"Since I didn't see it, how did Miss Suzuki know I was out?"

Every time he spoke half a sentence, he would tap the edge of the counter with his index finger. After he finished speaking, his hand stopped.

It was clear that Mirai Ichijo spoke in a leisurely manner, with a smile and a sense of ease as if joking, but Suzuki Sonoko looked at the hand and inexplicably felt the urge, and quickly answered without thinking as before, "Feeling. "

He reacted again, scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and lowered his voice, "That's right, not long after Mr. Future entered the kitchen, I felt a little flustered. I felt that the dessert shop was not that safe anymore, so I guessed that you might have gone out for something... "

Ichijo Mirai again: "."

He paused before repeating silently: feeling.

There is nothing more to say...

However: As soon as Ichijo Mirai left the dessert shop, Suzuki Sonoko felt insecure?

It sounds like sweet love words.

But Suzuki Sonoko is obviously a fool with high enthusiasm and insufficient strength. If she was talking about sweet love words, she must have stuttered, and it would not be so natural.

She thought that she was not talking about love, but telling the truth. She would really feel insecure because of Ichijo's departure in the future, and she knew this subjectively.

It doesn't feel strange yet.

"I see," even if Suzuki Sonoko couldn't see it, Mirai Ichijo's smile grew wider on his face and he praised in a relaxed tone, "Ms. Suzuki is very perceptive."

He glanced at Mao Lilan, smiled politely, lowered his eyes, and did not pursue the common sense that belonged to Suzuki Sonoko, 'I will feel at ease if Mr. Future is here, but I will feel insecure if Mr. Future is not here now', and He said: "I'm sorry, I just accidentally heard the name of Mr. Kudo?"

"This name," he retracted his fingers and folded them back into his palms, pretending to remember, "it seems familiar."

"I should have heard it somewhere, it was..."

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up, and she immediately bit the hook, eager to fill in a blank space specially left by Mirai, "Is it 'Kudo Shinichi'?"

Just by listening to the voice, Ichijo Mirai could tell that this was definitely a topic that Suzuki Sonoko was familiar with.

He smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"You saw it in the newspaper, right?" Suzuki Sonoko replied briskly, "That guy Kudo is a very famous detective and has made many newspaper headlines."

He is just too stinky and likes to act cool, especially in front of Mao Lilan.

Towards Kudo Shinichi and Suzuki Sonoko's attitude was 'This stinky guy who stole Xiaolan! ' and 'cute Xiaolan's handsome boyfriend, hehe, they look like a high school couple, but in fact they have been married and in love for more than ten years~'.

But the former is just a joke. Facing Mirai Ichi who seemed not to be familiar with Kudou Shinichi, she took a rather serious attitude, "Well, he has many titles, such as the savior of the neon police, the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, etc. Although he is still a He is a high school student, but he often solves crimes, and he is in the newspapers for solving crimes every few days."

She winked at Mao Lilan again, and made a 'husband' mouth shape first, and then joked more politely, "He's Xiaolan's boyfriend~"

As he talked, Suzuki Sonoko recalled, and he quickly thought of one thing: Mr. Future likes Conan very much because he is smart and like a little detective.

She automatically listed the formula: =Mr. Future likes detectives.

Kudo Shinichi is a detective, a famous, powerful and excellent detective.

There is a high probability that Ichijo will like such a person in the future.

But: Conan is a child, so he can hold it over and show it to Mr. Future. That guy Kudo...

Suzuki Sonoko thought for a while and asked proactively, "Mr. Future, do you want to meet that guy Kudo?"

"He seems to be solving crimes abroad recently." She went to see Mao Lilan regretfully. "It seems he won't be back in a short time?"

Their eyes met, and Mao Lilan subtly understood the meaning of the pity look: It's such a pity that we can't do it again to "please Conan to please Mr. Future."

"..." She coughed a few times before reluctantly answering, "Yes, yes, Shinichi seems to be busy with a very troublesome case recently, and he said he might not be able to come back in the next few months."

Mirai Ichijo is a little surprised: A high school student is so famous that he goes to solve crimes abroad?
That must be a very powerful detective.

His surname was Kudo, and he was so powerful. When he asked again, he was already 90% sure, "Should I go abroad to solve the case by myself, or with Mr. Yusaku?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Mao Lilan.

Mao Lilan replied: "It's me."

She hesitated and then added, "Mr. Yusaku and the others are on vacation."

"I see," Ichijo Mirai nodded with a smile, looked at Mao Lilan a few more times, estimated Kudou Shinichi's age, thought about it, and couldn't help but smile a little brighter, "I've heard that before. I asked Mr. Yusaku’s name, but unfortunately I didn’t have a chance to meet him. Can you please tell me when that Kudo-san comes back?”

There is no other meaning, I just think that the father is very interesting, and it will definitely be fun to tease him when he is free. As the son, he probably inherited some of his father's fun.

As a shameless adult, and as a shameless colleague who had just pinched the black cotton, Mirai Ichichi was a little bit short-handed and wanted to attract the cat to tease the dog.

He thought for a few seconds and then thought: But in the game, Kudo Shinichi should be younger, probably in his early ten years, right? It seems more fun to tease...

"Okay, okay," Suzuki Sonoko responded repeatedly, and looked at Mao Lilan, and hesitantly spoke tentatively, "By the way, Mr. Future, if you are interested in detectives, are you not interested in magicians?" ?”

It sounds like as long as Mirai Ichijo nods, she will go directly to the street to retrieve a magician.

Mirai Ichijo motioned for her to elaborate, "Huh?"

"It's like this. I met a group of friends who like magic online. Recently we discussed planning to hold a meet-and-greet party," Suzuki Sonoko explained in detail. "Although we chatted for a long time online, after all, in reality, As a stranger, I don’t dare to go there myself, so I invited Xiaolan to go with me.”

"But we are all girls, we may be in danger, I'm a little scared..."

Maybe the danger is real, but the fear is fake.

With Mao Lilan, who is extremely capable of fighting, Suzuki Sonoko even dared to go around Paris wearing diamond jewelry.

...As long as the robbers, who are written as thieves and read as robbers, do not act in small groups, half of the group devotes themselves to blocking Mao Lilan's footsteps, and the other half robs Suzuki Garden.

"So I want to entrust Mr. Future to protect us." Suzuki Sonoko's voice gradually dropped because she was lying.

She told the truth, "With you here, I feel at ease."

Mirai Ichijo still smiled, "Is there a gathering for magic lovers?"

He did not answer affirmatively or negatively immediately, but paused for a few beats and looked at the top of Suzuki Sonoko's brown hair that was drooping more and more.

The two ends of her short brown hair looked like low-hanging swallowtails. As the aerial shots paused, Suzuki Sonoko's head lowered lower and lower, almost huddled up like a small animal caught in the rain.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet," Mirai Ichijo said abruptly and answered the question, "Is Ms. Suzuki's real name Mochizuki?"

"Hey?"

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned for a moment, her depression swept away, and she almost jumped up on the spot as if her tail had been burned. Finally, she raised her head and looked at Ichijo Mirai, revealing a shocked face with a large blush.

The large blush was formed during the paused aerial photography. It was composed of the tension of waiting for a reply, the depression of mistakenly thinking that one was about to be rejected, the embarrassment of feeling that one was still too impatient, etc. Under the shock of shock, I went to the three Four layers, leaving only a large rouge-like blush on the sides of the cheeks and the ends of the eyes and nose.

She looked at Mirai Ichigo with round rabbit eyes for three or four seconds. A few strands of hair popped up like rabbit's long ears, "No, it's not me!"

"Ah, no...it's..."

"My, my real name is Suzuki!"

Not that dirty little hostage!

Don’t think about subtracting points during this trial period when impression points are the most important! ! !
"Oh, I'm sorry," Mirai Ichijo apologized, "I guess I admitted my mistake."

Without any further pause, he agreed lightly, "Okay,"

"What time is the party?"

*

The party was in a hurry.

Suzuki Sonoko started squatting for Mirai long in advance, but she only succeeded in squatting now, and the gathering of netizens is on the next day.

Different from the previous time, this time, Maori Lan proposed that Maori Kogoro take them to their destination and pick them back at the end of the party.

The reason is simple: "I checked the map in advance. The villa for the party is on a mountain with a very long suspension bridge. If another accident occurs, someone deliberately destroys the vehicle and the suspension bridge..."

She was a little worried, but added inexplicably and skillfully, "Dad and I have agreed to send coded text messages at a fixed time every day. If we don't send them one day, it means we have lost contact in an accident, and he will call the police immediately."

However, there should be no accidents, right?

(End of this chapter)