Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 314 Neon, that’s okay.

It took nearly fifteen minutes to take a shortcut on a mountain path, and soon the car was back on the road.

Both the driver and the passengers breathed a long sigh of relief.

After barely recovering for a few minutes, Mao Lilan immediately went to care about Suzuki Sonoko, "Are you feeling okay, Sonoko?"

She carefully looked at Suzuki Sonoko's face, then looked at Ichijo Mirai, and breathed a small sigh of relief again, "It's okay, okay, no..."

In the passenger seat, Conan looked back and looked at Suzuki Sonoko for a few times. He found that she was in good condition, but she seemed to be a bit wilted from the long-term bumps. Her face was normal, and even a little flushed, so she and Mao Lilan walked in synchronization with each other. He breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously said: "Okay, okay..."

Okay, okay, no stress.

Halfway through the car, he noticed that the dull bumps and bumps sounded like continuous gunshots, and he remembered that Suzuki Sonoko was kidnapped when he was a child.

Although he was rescued, he witnessed the rescuer clearing out the entire factory with a cheerful face. When he was finally delivered to the police, his face was in a daze, with a lot of blood splattered on his body, his eyes were red, and his face was extremely clean. It seems that I was scared to tears and had all my tears wiped away. I have left psychological sequelae since then. I can't hear the continuous sound of gunfire. I feel a severe lack of security when I hear it. I have to have red circles under my eyes and want to hug something tightly. Only then can he barely relax.

This incident is so famous that it is equivalent to Suzuki Sonoko's surname being Suzuki. Mouri Kogoro in the driver's seat wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked in the rearview mirror, "I'd better not take a shortcut when I come back to pick you up. ,ha?"

He stopped abruptly, looked at the rearview mirror, and then looked at the rearview mirror again, feeling deeply confused, "Isn't it that your face is flushed instead of pale when you feel unwell?"

His eyes narrowed, "Please, you are obviously..."

A future: "."

After saying the previous sentence, she quickly sped up her tone and raised her voice, trying to cover the previous sentence with the latter sentence, "The child is currently in elementary school. He is a smart and cute child who will become a detective in the future!"

He felt that there was only one thing that needed to be considered: Was Suzuki Sonoko exposed in the first or two sentences, or in the first or two days?
"Of course they believe it," Suzuki Sonoko said very confidently without any consciousness, "They just believed my identity, and they would ask me any troublesome questions. For example, as a girl, how should I deal with a good friend from the same school after a quarrel? Okay, for example, as a girl, how should you teach men, for example, as a girl, how should you teach a seven or eight-year-old child,"

Why does support for monogamy have to be brought up separately?
Although this is the beginning of time, most countries only support monogamy, right? The same is true for neon, there is no need to mention this more.

This is an extremely well-behaved action, so well-behaved that most people would not sit like this. Her cheeks were smeared with crimson, her eyelashes were drooping, and she was trembling very lightly. The frequency of the trembling was unstable, and she lightly trembled every time. It's so heavy that it blocks the upper eyelid from time to time.

Ichijo Mirai paused in confusion. He first looked at Conan and Mao Lilan who were both silent, and then at Conan and Maori Lan who couldn't act at all in a non-dangerous state. Their tone, eyes, expressions and body language were all as straightforward as the answers attached. Suzuki Sonoko thought for a while and grasped the key point, "Did they believe it?"

Then he turned around and asked Mao Lilan in a low voice, "Have you been infected with a cold? Why are you coughing so badly?"

Where was that serious and submissive attitude that shocked people when I was a child?
……and many more.

He whispered even more, "Support, cough, support monogamy..."

The frequency of the prefix 'as a girl' was too high. She paused for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds in confusion, and then nodded vigorously with self-persuasion, "Well! If you don't believe that I am very old and have experienced a lot, it is How could a mature man ask me about everything?”

It's not that he's biased.

She lowered her voice guiltily, "A man in his twenties with a lover and children,"

Hearing Mouri Kogoro's surprising turn and subconscious inquiry, she bounced up a few centimeters, and her hair exploded into a shadow. She immediately sat down again, stared at the silver bracelet on her wrist and explained dryly, "Ah, ah, it's indeed a little strange. I feel comfortable, but I feel a little dizzy. Maybe Conan gave me the cold!"

It’s just that Suzuki Sonoko obviously looks like a bright and cheerful sunflower. If she is asked to happily chat up strangers and quickly become friends, I believe it will be absolutely easy for Ichijo Mirai, but she is asked to pretend to be a man in his twenties with a wife and children. , or a long-term disguise...

"Wife," he repeated slowly, "children?"

Suzuki Sonoko sat obediently in the middle of the back seat, with her knees together, her back straight, her hands on her knees, and her eyes fixed on the bottom.

Conan, who has a cold and is wearing a mask: "Huh?"

Ah? ? ?
"Yes," Suzuki Sonoko looked away. "It's not a good idea to expose yourself as a female high school student online, right? Maybe some weird people will get involved with you, so my external identity is male,"

"Hahaha, what a pity. Conan, you actually caught a cold and can't stay in the villa for the party." Suzuki Sonoko suddenly laughed dryly, "I told them a month in advance that I would bring my wife and children to the party. , It’s such a pity that you can’t participate, right, Mr. Wei?”

When Suzuki Sonoko talked about "How to be a man", Mao Lilan put her fist to her lips and coughed lightly. She coughed two or three times and saw no response, so she coughed harder, until she reached her throat again. He became lighter, coughing weakly and lightly, as if he had terminal cancer.

She is melancholy and hopeless.

Suzuki Sonoko is very worried about Mao Lilan.

Ichijo Mirai felt that Mao Lilan was probably more worried about Suzuki Sonoko: "."

He was translating, remaining subtly silent, and recalled: Suzuki Sonoko actually has experience in squatting with men?

Also corrected: Suzuki Sonoko actually stayed with him?
He didn't feel it at all.

Whether it is surveillance or human eyes, Ichijo Mirai has become accustomed to hiding and has developed an instinct that is almost intuitive. If someone tries to squat and succeeds, he must have felt it.

That is to say: "Are you even asked by men who are squatting? But you don't have any successful experience."

"And it's difficult," he asked, "What did you suggest?"

First of all, find a dessert shop as a fixed refresh point. Whenever you have time, go to your main job to eat desserts and part-time job?
Regardless of whether being a customer in a dessert shop openly or not counts as squatting, as long as someone goes downstairs, it counts as squatting successfully?

This is not squatting, it is a waste of money.

If Ichigo directly blocks the mating signal in the future, it will eliminate the disaster for Suzuki Sonoko.

"Why didn't I succeed?" Suzuki Sonoko stiffly changed her words, "Ah haha, it's true."

"My suggestion is to see if the man has any fixed refresh points. If so, just go there often. You can definitely get it! The success rate is very high!"

She looked ahead, her green eyes lighting up a little, "Hey, I saw the villa, it seems it will be there in four or five minutes!"

"By the way, Mr. Future, that..."

Mirai Ichijo was all ears, "That one?"

"Well," Suzuki Sonoko's eyes flew around, "When I reported my identity, I said I was twenty-nine years old," "Well, because I entrusted you two or three times, you also gave me and Xiaolan bracelets, so I I was thinking of giving a gift in return, but I wasn’t sure what you might like, so I asked them what gifts they could give to men in their twenties.”

"And because when I asked who it was for, I said it was for my brother who is younger than me... I also praised you for being very charming, very handsome, and super powerful... so maybe someone will recognize you later... …”

"But don't worry, I didn't say your name, I just used a pronoun!"

Name?

Miku Ichijo moved his eyes. Due to the experience of being called nicknames every time they first met, a subtle premonition emerged in his heart, "What is your nickname?"

Suzuki Sonoko: "It's 'Fox Detective'."

"Because the tail of your eyes is a little upward, and the color of the pupils is very beautiful. It is obviously deep red, but it seems to have a sparkling gold color. It has a texture that is different from other people's, much like a red fox! "

She explained, "They all think you are my biological brother."

No, they probably don't think so.

It was very rare that Mirai Ichichi actually felt a little apologetic, because he had lost his mind when he played Suzuki Sonoko: the child was already so stupid, and he was adding insult to injury.

When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent; when people are stupid, no brain avalanche does not add insult to injury.

He coaxed the child apologetically, politely and very familiarly: "Really? Then they will be shocked when they see you. They are surprised that you are not an adult with a wife and children, but you are only six or seventeen or sixteen or seventeen." Years old high school students.”

While responding, he raised his eyes and looked at Conan, whose eyes turned into beady eyes, and changed the topic, "You have a bad cold, right? Are you tired from driving for such a long time? Mr. Maori has been driving for such a long time." Are you tired? Why not take a rest at your destination?”

He felt that even Conan realized that those netizens had actually seen through Suzuki Sonoko, and they were just pretending not to know and deliberately teasing this high school girl.

Mouri Kogoro answered first, "Rest? No, no, it's only a few hours' drive, and it's not necessary to rest yet. I can smoke when I go back,"

"Besides," he became serious, "Miss Yoko will be on the show tonight, and she will be late if she takes a break."

He then answered for Conan, "This guy is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Even if he catches a cold, he will pester people to follow him. It's totally fine. At worst, we can just let him sleep in the car."

The target of Conan's bean-eyed eyes changed from Suzuki Sonoko to Mouri Kogoro. He pulled on the white mask that covered two-thirds of his face and laughed dryly, "Ah haha, yes, yes."

"But, we are going to send Sister Xiaolan and the others up later, right?" He looked at Mouri Kogoro, his voice was muffled, and his tone was innocent and cute as a child, "After all, they are people I have never seen before, just in case. There are bad people inside..."

"Of course, future brother is very powerful and can definitely protect Sister Xiaolan and Sister Yuanzi, but..."

Mouri Kogoro agreed naturally, "Of course, it must be delivered to the door. Not only delivered to the door, but also a statement!"

"arrive."

The car stopped in front of the suspension bridge.

Because it had snowed not long ago, the mountains were all white, and there were some staggered wheel marks on the ground. The road came to an abrupt end not far ahead, about thirty or forty meters away from a mountain further away. There was a mountain there. villa.

There is a long suspension bridge connecting the two mountains. The suspension bridge is composed of ropes and wooden boards, about two meters wide. It is gently swayed by the wind in the high air and looks particularly dangerous.

As soon as Ichigo Mirai got out of the car, he received a message from the breeze: the smell of gasoline.

His movements paused.

Everyone else also got out of the car. Suzuki Sonoko stretched for a long time, not at all tired from sitting in the car for several hours, and asked Mirai Ichijo in high spirits, "What's the matter, Mr. Mirai?"

She nodded with concern, "Does it look familiar to you? Me too!"

"There are two separate mountains and a suspension bridge again. When I checked the information before, I saw that the mountain is too steep and there is no mountain road at all. The only way to go down the mountain is the suspension bridge. Vacationers who want to leave can only walk Cross the suspension bridge and come here and then go down the mountain."

"What if the same thing happens as last time... bah bah bah!"

The short-haired high school student, who was completely intuitive because she was afraid of being too smart, covered her mouth seriously and urgently changed her words, "How could something similar to last time happen!"

"Although Mr. Mirai is a detective, he is different from that Kudo guy who goes to murder scenes every day. He is a casual detective who spends three days fishing and two days drying nets. He does not need to accept commissions at all. He only needs to accept enshrinements." I won't be involved in another murder... I'm not so unlucky that I can't even have any good memories, am I? ! '

She didn't say it out loud, but the long psychological journey almost materialized into physical words that flicked on her face, and also hit her with a breath of cold air.

Mouri Kogoro was opening the trunk to get his luggage.

Mirai Ichijo glanced over and confirmed to Suzuki Sonoko, "Your commission is, 'I was afraid that the two girls would be in danger when they attended the party, so I commissioned a detective to protect them', right?"

"Yes, yes," Suzuki Sonoko still covered her mouth, only showing a pair of round eyes, as if she was peeking her head quietly, and nodded repeatedly, "My prayer is, ah, no, this is my commission!"

She stared at an expression with no fluctuations in the future, keenly noticed something, and asked in a low voice: "What did you find?"

"Could it be that there is a smell of misfortune and ominous signs in the air?"

"Or is there someone with a lot of blood debt in the villa?"

His voice was low and his tone was very serious. He was obviously the only one there, but he was a little bit secretive. The content of his words was even more amazing, as if he had drawn a fortune-teller with great evil written on it, so he was so shocked that he quickly donated a large amount of money. The amount of money was overwhelming. While drawing lots again, I quietly asked the gods what would happen to me and whether I could save my believers by donating money.

But she was not in a shrine, not facing a god, but a human being.

Hearing this, Mirai's eyes moved away from the suspension bridge and slowly looked at Suzuki Sonoko.

He was suddenly relieved: No wonder he was called "Fox" every time he reopened. It turned out that it wasn't him who was really foxy. Even a child noticed it in a second. It was Suzuki Sonoko who was too neon-style. ah.

"I almost forgot," he said with great relief, "This is neon."

Right, a blond classmate who has a lot of fun and is good at showing off to multiple people while blindfolded and handcuffed?
Right, a middle school classmate who is a late senior believer and comes with a pure taste when you open your mouth?
(End of this chapter)