Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 408 My Terrible Wife ④
The clerk in the dessert shop was watching a variety show, which seemed to be funny. Very light laughter came out of the headphones she was wearing, one after another, making people worry that the artists in the show would die of laughter on the spot.

Because she was sitting at the bar, she could see the screen with just a quick glance, so Suzuki Sonoko had to see the subtitles on the screen while looking at the sky, the earth and the air.

The subtitles showed the artists joking with each other: "Not necessarily, maybe those jealous guys will call in angrily right away, haha."

"—if you don't get beaten out like a dog again."

"Oh my, the FBI are really..."

"Ahem, listen to me. 'Unfortunately, like a fragile toy in the hands of a giant, Neon is collapsing. In order to save Neon, we have to suppress it.' I am a kind-hearted person! Although I look like I am going to take advantage of the chaos to rob, I am really a kind-hearted person! Forget it, I swore that Neon would definitely sink."

"Hahahahaha..."

"They look down on ordinary law-abiding residents and treat those damned criminals who break the law as treasures. They would rather turn a blind eye and let fleas jump on their bodies than reach out to save the bitten 'flesh', just because it takes a lot of effort to deal with the 'fleas'!"

"But we are different..."

The subtitles continued line after line, and every artist the camera was aimed at was either laughing, indignant, or superior. Even if one could not understand what exactly they were making fun of, looking at the lively scene on the screen and the smiles that unconsciously appeared on the faces of the shop assistants, Suzuki Sonoko could tell that they must be making fun of it very well.

It's just these jokes...

It was too difficult to turn the crooked subtitles back to the correct angle and then recognize them. Suzuki Sonoko seemed to understand them, but just when she frowned and wanted to study them carefully, Morobushi Keimitsu, who was sitting next to her, spoke up: "That's a popular variety show recently."

He spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was talking to a child, especially a child whose parents were away temporarily.

From holding up his phone to ask at the window, to pushing the door open, to sitting at the bar with the awkward Suzuki Sonoko to watch Ichijo Mirai make desserts, he always had this attitude, gentle and seemingly good-tempered, like a good person who would only smile bitterly and shake his head even if he was severely teased by his friends.

Suzuki Sonoko actually felt that this chance encounter was not really a coincidence, but that Morobushi Keimitsu was well prepared. She responded hesitantly, and looked up at the sky, the ground, and the air again. After a moment, she asked in a low voice: "Um, you know I..."

Is it a ghost?

Although there seemed to be a bit of an unfriendly atmosphere between Zhu Fu Jingguang, who bumped into him as if it was really a coincidence, and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who seemed to have automatically blocked a future that he didn't see at all, since she had sat down for a few minutes and the bodyguard and chef had no intention of coming over to stop him, it meant that this guest was open to conversation.

Among the few people she met today, Suzuki Sonoko was afraid that her neighbor lady would faint from her stiff smile, so she didn't want to talk to her too much. The shop assistant acted as if she didn't exist and was just an insignificant NPC, so it was probably a little difficult to start a conversation. Finally, someone else came who she could communicate with, and of course she had to take the opportunity to talk about the doubts that had accumulated in just a short while.

"What about your situation?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked first and then answered, "I know,"

He said, “I knew it when you died.”

Hey?
Suzuki Sonoko looked at Mirai Ichijo and whispered, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

She is afraid!
If she hadn't been with Yitiao Future all the time, she would have been so frightened that she jumped to the ground and cried, shouting that there was a ghost as soon as she came to her senses after receiving all the information.

"Why should you be afraid? You haven't hurt anyone, have you?" Zhu Fujingguang was also looking at a future. "And what some people fear is what others want to embrace."

“…When you came back, many people breathed a sigh of relief.”

A future was stirring something. He lowered his head and didn't look over, as if he didn't notice that two people were looking at him and discussing topics related to him. This was a tacit consent. Suzuki Sonoko unconsciously propped up her chin and her eyes fell on his fingers holding the spoon. She didn't see any ring marks, and asked a little late: "Hey, do many people know that I'm dead?"

After a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang replied: "He held a prayer meeting for you. All your friends know about it and that you are back."

It turned out to be the case.

"Then," Suzuki Sonoko thought for a moment and asked in a lower voice, "How did I die?"

"If he was murdered or something like that, has the murderer been arrested?"

It seemed unnecessary to ask this question. She had fully realized how powerful Ichijo Future was when she was receiving detective training. She was certain that her murderer would be brought to justice without even having to think about it.

……Bar?

Maybe she didn't know much about Ichijo's performance in the police academy, or maybe she was too scared of herself. For some reason, when she thought of this without thinking, Suzuki Sonoko felt a sense of worry, a subtle feeling that came from intuition, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart.

Even she herself didn't know what she was worried about. After thinking for a moment, she could only find something to worry about: Although Mr. Future was often very bad and loved to play tricks on people in a serious manner, the bad guys who dared to commit murder were extremely bad. It must be very difficult for him to catch the bad guys, right?
She was so worried that she noticed that Zhu Fu Jing Guang seemed to have not spoken for a long time, so she looked over and asked, "Huh?"

The moment she looked over, Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed again, not letting her see his previous expression. "He was murdered. I was not involved in this case. When I found out about it, the case had already been closed. It seemed that one of his enemies or the enemy of the Suzuki Group came to seek revenge. He was well prepared and fled immediately after succeeding. However, before he left Neon, the murderer was..."

In the kitchen, Ichijo Mirai put something in the oven and started preparing another dessert. Zhu Fujingguang seemed to pause for a moment because of the sound of the oven shutting off, and then he said the following words, "Bring him to justice."

Suzuki Sonoko asked: "Mr. Mirai is not injured, right?"

"...No," replied Zhu Fu Jingguang, "someone else was injured."

Any other officers involved in the arrest?

It was clearly not her fault, but the murderer's. However, in front of the police, Suzuki Sonoko still rubbed her cheek with her fingers a little embarrassedly. Then she heard the injured police officer say again: "Your parents probably don't know that you are back yet. The Suzuki Group is responsible for the follow-up of the consolation money and so on. It is doing very well now."

It was a bit vague and confusing, so Suzuki Sonoko translated it herself: Her parents don't know yet that she will 'resurrect' every day, but the police officers who were injured or killed in the arrest operation were given consolation money by the Suzuki Group, and the Suzuki Group is now developing very well.

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little disappointed that her parents didn't know about her situation, but also a little glad that they didn't know about her situation. "That's good. Thank you for telling me this."

"If it's not me, someone else will tell you," Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the future and was silent for a moment. When it was almost quiet, he spoke again, "In fact, we should thank you."

"Ignore everything else," he said as if he was joking, "a lot of people are happy that you're back."

Eh?
The reason why she was happy was self-evident. Suzuki Sonoko asked again in a low voice very sensitively: "When I just died, was Mr. Mirai in a bad condition?"

"Not very good, but it's okay, much better than the others," Zhu Fushi Jingguang said the first half of the sentence first, and when Suzuki Sonoko thought she had misheard, she said the second half, "It wasn't very good at the beginning. You have been with him for a longer time, so you should know him well. Although he..."

He seemed to smile, "Maybe there will be some special gentlemen in front of you,"

"But I guess, as a gentleman he would be, you get a sense of what's beneath the surface when you see the tip of the iceberg."

"From a normal person's perspective, he is probably not a very good love partner. On the contrary, many people would lament from the bottom of their hearts that his love partner is very unlucky. He is like a bloody shadow on the Grim Reaper's scythe, sick and twisted. It's fine when he simply flows down along the blade, but once he desires something, he will grab it and hold on tightly, even more twisted than the roots spreading underground."

In the kitchen, Ichijo Mirai didn't know whether he heard it or not. He didn't react and opened the refrigerator to get the egg tart shell. Suzuki Sonoko listened patiently for one second, two seconds, three seconds. She adjusted her chair repeatedly and raised her hand when Zhufu Jingguang stopped, "That,"

She said: "Some people also think that my lover must be very unlucky..."

"Either he is a jerk with ulterior motives, or he is an unlucky fool who was deceived by love and fell into the quagmire. No one said it to my face, but in fact many people have felt this way."

Some people think that Ichijo's future lover is unlucky, while others think that Suzuki Sonoko's lover is unlucky.

"Yes," Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled unconsciously, "Thank you for not saying 'I am his lover, so I am the most qualified to say that I am not unlucky, right?' I apologize for what I said just now. I just want to say from a friend's perspective that this is really a lucky thing."

Without waiting for Suzuki Sonoko to respond whether he was talking about his own luck or about a future luck, he continued: "The day you came back was a long time after the day you died."

Then he changed his words, "No, it's not that long, just seven days. It is said that God created the world in just seven days. Seven days is just short, but sometimes it seems so long."

"When you come back, it's like standing in hell. Everything is absurdly silent. The evening moon shines on the flower fields, and the sky and the earth are bright."①
"We're all lucky, aren't we?"

Suzuki Sonoko didn't understand. She was about to turn around to look, but she found a future walking over. The first sentence he said confirmed her guess that the relationship between them was not simply friendly. "Tell me, what's the matter again?"

When I came over, Ichijo Mirai had just put an egg tart into the oven. After washing his hands, he went to get a cup of hot milk. After he came over, he first gave Suzuki Sonoko a soothing smile, handed her the milk, and introduced her to Zhufu Jingguang. "This guy who looks easy to bully and is actually very easy to bully is called Zhufu Jingguang. You should remember that he is the same blond guy who had no sense of boundaries and handcuffed me in the street and invited me to play some public play a few years ago. He is a police officer I know."

He didn't say classmate or friend, but a police officer he knew. This was a word that clearly drew a line in the sand, but he was smiling as he spoke. Suzuki Sonoko looked around and greeted him politely, "Hello, Officer Morobushi."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled at her.

A Future glanced over and said, "Don't be fooled by his appearance that he is easy to bully. He is actually very powerful. The streets under his management are very safe. There has not been a murder case in half a year."

"Not only is he so good at law and order management, his physical skills were very good when he was in the police academy, and he further improved his skills after graduation. He once subdued a very powerful criminal in just three seconds."

When he heard the first sentence, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was already smiling, smiled even more. However, it seemed a little different from the gentle smile at the beginning. It was as if he was hiding his true expression. After hearing the second sentence, he suddenly interrupted without any title, "No, it's just because you trust me more. Later, you succeeded in resisting."

"The reason you succeeded in resisting was because you trusted the criminal," said Future, smiling and repeating the question he asked at the beginning, "What's the matter? No matter what, you don't want to see me, do you?"

Huh?
A friendly yet slightly unfriendly atmosphere permeated the conversation, but overall it was still more friendly, and the offensive words were polished into teasing, and the last sentence was a bit offensive.

Suzuki Sonoko temporarily put aside her previous confusion, savoring the message of "don't believe his words completely" that she had just received from a few short sentences, pretended to drink milk, picked up the cup and quietly looked at Zhufu Jingguang.

It was strange that when Zhu Fujingguang heard this unfriendly remark, his first reaction was to look at her, and then looked at Yi Tiaowei. After hesitating, he said, "There is some new information from the FBI... It's not important. It was sent by his former colleague through a private channel. He hasn't replied yet, so I just came to take a look."

The first half of the sentence is addressed to Ichijo Mirai, and the second half is an explanation to Suzuki Sonoko.

Suzuki Sonoko nodded, not quite understanding, and thought: Mr. Future actually has connections with the FBI? He is so powerful, it is not surprising that he has connections with the FBI.

"FBI?" Yi Tiao Wei responded, "Oh, I happened to block all 800 of his contacts when I was testing the blacklist function some time ago. Sorry, I'm sorry."

"But don't worry about that information. Even if you put it aside for half a year, you can still read it as fresh. I thought you knew it a long time ago, so why are you still being nice and helping to remind me?"

That sounds even more unfriendly!

Suzuki Sonoko went to look at Morobushi Keimitsu again, and when she saw a smiling face, she looked at Ichijo Mirai again, and was hit right on the head. She was completely unprepared, and she covered her forehead in a daze.

"It's a work matter. You should have seen the FBI appear on TV a lot. Yes, they are so annoying, so you have to think over and over again for a few days and treat it with caution." Ichijo Future withdrew his hand and looked serious again, as if he had not just done something stupid. "Hey, the oven seems to be ready. I'll go take a look."

He calmly went to look at the oven which was motionless, so calmly that it didn't seem like he was trying to escape, nor did he look like a 'particularly gentleman in front of you' at all.

But Suzuki Sonoko skillfully saw the truth through the fog: the fox must be wagging its tail triumphantly!

If you have the guts to do bad things and sweep people with your big tail, then you can cry out!

She stared at the back of a future figure for a while, trying to see the non-existent furry tail, and then saw Zhu Fu Jingguang stand up and say goodbye: "Since the message has been conveyed, I will not bother you anymore, Ms. Suzuki."

Suzuki Sonoko quickly shook her head, "It's no trouble, it's me who should thank you for telling me so much."

Although some of them didn't understand at all.

In fact, she wanted to ask more detailed questions, such as about her parents, her sister, and Mao Lilan, but these were questions that she cared about very much, but outsiders might not understand them very well. So when she sent Zhu Fu Jingguang to the door, she crossed out the things on the list one by one, and after thinking about it, she finally asked a question: "Um, Mr. Zhu Fu, is Neon okay now?"

I can actually go to work at nine in the morning and get off work at five in the afternoon!

Of course, the reason is that the neighbor lady has a good job so her benefits are particularly good, but it also indirectly shows that Japan is doing very well now, right?
Zhu Fujingguang, who was pushing the door, paused. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. After a pause that seemed like he had swallowed a large section of the limiting prefix, he replied, "Very good."

That's good.

A certain inexplicable and unpredictable invisible worry completely dissipated, and Suzuki Sonoko sat back happily, concentrating on looking at the future with her chin supported.

After watching for a while, Yitiao Weilai walked up to her again and asked her helplessly, "What are you laughing at by yourself?"

"Your tail is amazing!" Suzuki Sonoko replied, and before Mirai narrowed her eyes dangerously, she quickly cheered, "It's really amazing, really amazing!"

"Maybe because I was here so recently, I didn't understand a lot of things, but I did understand one thing: 'The crime rate in Tokyo seems to be very low right now'!"

Super awesome!

Well, this kind of thing is probably not the result of Ichijo Mirai alone, but it must have something to do with her murder, right? It can help reduce the crime rate in Tokyo. It is normal for Suzuki Sonoko, who encounters murders every day, to think that Ichijo Mirai is amazing because she has starry eyes.

In a smile that paused for a beat, she really had stars in her eyes, "I like it so much!"

What everyone is saying is all chattering and I can't understand.

Mr. Future is busy running around, so good, I want to kiss him.

^^
(End of this chapter)