Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 313 Car Breakdown
Suzuki Sonoko was stunned.

She was still huddled pitifully under the table, but her face was raised, and she stared intently at Mirai Yiyo sitting on the window sill. She saw the police uniform belonging to a human police officer on him and a young human face.

The most important thing is those red eyes.

This is a fox.

A... fox that turned into a human being, a monster, or a god.

In fact, there is not much difference between the gods and monsters in neon mythology. Many gods play tricks and harm humans wantonly. They are the scary bedtime stories and intimidation tactics that slowly flowed into every neon child when they were young.

Logically speaking, Suzuki Sonoko should be frightened.

But the fox is laughing.

...He looks so good when he smiles.

The constant high-pressure tension made her heart beat a little faster. Now she even hallucinated the sound of her own heart beating, felt the pressure of blood flow in her head, and felt like her brain was blank.

"No," he thought for a moment and corrected himself, "according to Zhu Fu, it seems that you are the people's taste, and I am the minority."

Ichijo's future is quite speechless.

"You didn't speak," Ichigo Future stated the first fact and then the second fact, "You are so noisy."

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't understand anything else, only the taste.

He stretched out his hand and took Suzuki Sonoko out from under the desk. He was quite surprised when the system prompted, "I didn't expect that just like what Zhufu said, your taste is quite unique."

That is, can it be used for observation instead of 'appreciating beauty'?
Suzuki Sonoko understood.

She timidly poked her head, and a small face poked out from the shadow under the table. Her short brown hair was warmed by the sun, "You were the one who asked me to save me,"

"Aren't you Tamamo-mae? Are you the Inari God? My father worships the Inari God very much! He donates a large amount to the shrine every New Year, woo!"

"...Can you please stop eating me? I'm scared."

She was held up by a piece of clothing at the back of her neck, hanging in the air like a ball of animal cubs, her eyebrows narrowed pitifully, "I don't taste good, it's as bitter as medicine!"

"Miss Suzuki," he moved his folded legs and sighed, "you have a pair of smart eyes."

Ichijo Mirai jumped up to the window and shook Suzuki Sonoko on the thin edge of the window a few times. At one moment, there was an ominous tendency to fall.

"...You people have such strange tastes."

Mirai Ichijo thought that gentle police officers were more popular.

After a hesitant pause, Suzuki Sonoko pursed her lips repeatedly, obviously trying to formulate appropriate words. After about three or four seconds, she finally said, "Tamamo-mae?"

The descent prompt only appeared at the beginning, while the promotion prompt popped up every second Suzuki Sonoko was looking at her. It was a small improvement. The reason...

Facing the gentle police officer, I need to be coaxed to jump to the blue bar. Facing the villain who looks bad at first glance, the blue bar jumps up quickly, and the blue bar value increases a little in almost five or six seconds.

"My father makes offerings to many gods every year. I can ask him to make offerings to you!"

Although he didn't speak, the screen was refreshed with system prompts. There were blue bar prompts for increasing and blue bars for decreasing.

"No," Mirai Ichijo jumped down from the window and smiled at her, "It's a passing fox, the kind that can eat children. You can eat them raw in one bite."

When Mirai Ichito seemed like a human being, she had to be coaxed to soften her stiff throat and say one or two words that sounded like mosquitoes. But when Mirai Ichio was obviously not a thing, she actually showed some points. Calmness when dealing with robbers, "You, you know my name,"

Standing at a height of four or five floors, only the back collar of her whole body was being held. Suzuki Sonoko felt like she had ridden a roller coaster and reached the highest point. She was watching the car hanging in the air at the highest point, and her heart was being clenched with panic.

The earth shook in her eyes, and the air at high altitude seemed so thin that she could only hold her breath. She was so frightened that she subconsciously hugged a knee that was bent in the future, "Wait, wait! I'm going to fall! Lord Fox, I am a human!" "

System prompts dangled in Ichiyo Mirai's eyes. He glanced down and responded. He hugged Suzuki Sonoko and explained, "Oh, it was easy to carry, but my center of gravity was unstable and I forgot to hold you." "

"Get ready, we're going to jump."

He asked: "Also, why are you talking about great gods? Aren't the ones who can eat children some nameless little gods?"

It's either Tamamo Mae or Inari God. They are all great gods who even if you don't know much about the neon gods in the future, you have heard of them more or less. There is no such thing as the "eight million gods" who are just making up for the numbers.

During the questioning, Mirai Ichijo was jumping down. He only jumped one floor before he stopped, hit the glass window with his knee, and broke in through the window on the fourth floor.

There was a clear sound of shattering glass, followed by the sound of a human body falling to the ground and the sound of broken glass hitting the ground.

In a quiet factory, the sound is noticeable.

Almost within a few seconds, there were rapid footsteps downstairs.

"You must be a famous god," Suzuki Sonoko first said in a matter-of-fact tone. As he said this, he quietly raised his face and looked at a future face. He couldn't help but nod in agreement with himself, and whispered, "Glass It was so loud, they might have heard it,"

If she had furry ears at all, they would be hanging up on her head by now.

But she doesn't need furry ears, and her eyebrows are slightly drooped, making her look extra cautious and timid.

She obeyed: "If you eat them all, how full will you be?"

She was even more submissive, "Should we eat it raw?"

"Barbecuing, the food will shrink, braised in soup, etc., if it takes too long, you may eat some snacks in advance... Or just eat them raw!" Ichichi Mirai was convinced: "..."

He lowered his head, looked at Suzuki Sonoko a few more times with new eyes, and popped up a hesitant question mark, "?"

Because she had just jumped over the building, Suzuki Sonoko was lying in Future's arms like a sloth, with her legs and hands tightly wrapped around his neck and waist, allowing herself to form a posture that no matter what she encountered, even if she fell suddenly, , and will not be thrown off.

If Ichijo Mirai wants to see her face, she must be pulled out.

When she was pulled out at this moment, she looked very well-behaved and harmless, like an angel. In short, she was definitely not suggesting in a harmless tone, "Why don't you eat her alive?" 'The devil.

Suzuki Sonoko raised her face. She saw Ichijo Mirai's surprise, so she blinked her eyes. Her green eyes reflected a sparkling smile like sunlight shining on the glass, "You won't eat them."

The reason is: "You smell great!"

"They smell so bad," she wrinkled her nose, showing a bit of disgust, and said cheerfully, "I don't think you will really eat them, as expected."

If he really wanted to eat it, Mirai Ichijo would bow his head in surprise, as if he didn't expect a weak and weak child to be a devil.

Suzuki Sonoko whispered: "If you eat smelly humans, your mouth will become smelly."

He quickly added, "Humans who don't smell bad can't eat it either. Blood smells fishy."

"But you smell great."

"My clothes smell good, my neck smells good, and my mouth smells good too!"

She nodded, "You've never eaten anyone."

A future: "..."

He respects hostages who have a desire to survive and wagging their tails with wet eyes.

But he didn't want to respect the hostage who would say, "Your mouth smells good, you must have never eaten anyone" when he was rescuing himself. He wanted to take her by the tail and throw her out of the window to intimidate her.

...It really deserves a beating, why don't you really carry it?

After seriously considering for a few seconds whether to tear Suzuki Sonoko off immediately and throw it out of the window, Mirai Ichichichi said calmly: "That's very well said. Don't say it again next time."

"Don't speak in the tone of a gourmet who swallowed me in one gulp and is now commenting on my taste. Is this what a child can say? Tsk, now he is very articulate."

"The robbers are coming."

Some of the robbers came from downstairs, and some rushed upstairs to check the room where the hostages were held. Ichimirai could hear the robbers cautiously walking around the corner of the corridor, and the sound of their guns hitting the wall. There was a sudden knock on the door upstairs, and a voice hurriedly reported to the intercom that the hostage was missing.

He turned around the gun he borrowed when borrowing his police uniform, flicked Suzuki Sonoko on the forehead, and asked, "Are you ready?"

Many subtle sounds cannot be picked up by normal humans, but the sound of banging on the door upstairs and the heavy footsteps almost only separated by a door are obvious. Suzuki Sonoko once again hugged a future tightly, pretending to be a Sloth, her voice was a little muffled, "What?"

As she spoke, warm breath flowed into the clothes along the gaps between the buttons. Yishou Mirai picked her up by the back collar, lifted her a little further, and then said matter-of-factly: "Get ready to run away."

"Unfortunately, an accident occurred during the escape of the hostages. The robbers were keenly aware of our escape and followed us collectively. So what should we do? We can only run away in confusion."

He made the final decision: "Kill them all first, and then run away in confusion."

*

"Bang, bang bang, bang..."

The sound of the hard collision of the car as it walked on the mountain path continued, and the people in the car had to hold on to their seat belts tightly to prevent themselves from jumping up and down in their seats.

Suzuki Sonoko was sitting in the middle of the back row, and she had to hug Maori Ran like an octopus to stabilize her body. In the bumps, she was like the needle of a compass, her head often shaking to one side, looking for a future.

Mirai Ichijo was sitting by the car window, with his body relaxed and his eyes closed, ignoring the ups and downs of the car. It looked like he was in a stable car with his eyes closed and meditating.

The car was obviously undulating violently, but no matter how ups and downs it was, he sat very calmly, without any instinctive reaction to being shocked. It was as if his body was adjusting reflexively while he was sleeping.

It's so peaceful, as if it's a completely different world from the whole car.

Suzuki Sonoko struggled to watch for a few more minutes, and finally managed to adapt to the car that was about to shake her unconscious. She was suddenly shocked and said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Future is in very bad health!"

The kind of crispy-skinned person who gets a fever when exposed to snow is not good for your health.

So: "Mr. Future is not sleeping because of motion sickness, but he was knocked unconscious?!"

The car was so shaky that Suzuki Sonoko managed to focus and observed for a few seconds. She found a folded mark between one of Future's eyebrows, which looked like she was frowning. Her face didn't look good. She seemed to be so uncomfortable that she fell into a coma. Same, so he was even more shocked, "Wait a minute, he's not really in a coma, is he?!"

She subconsciously wanted to take a breath. As soon as she let go of Mao Lilan, she staggered due to the sudden shaking of the car, and her body tilted in a future direction.

Mirai Ichijo opens his eyes.

He held Suzuki Sonoko in his hand without raising his head, and his eyes wandered outside the car for a few seconds, looking at the mountain road the vehicle was driving on. Hearing the almost constant sound of collision, he unconsciously rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. He frowned at the discomfort of the jolt, "It's so noisy."

The sound of the car was very loud, Ichiyo Mirai was confident, but he consciously lowered his voice and seemed a little guilty.

"...I just said it wasn't my fault. It was because the car was too noisy and it scared the children to tears."

So no one refuted.

(End of this chapter)