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Mao Lilan quietly looked up and saw Ichijo Mirai staring at Suzuki Sonoko intently.

There was a slightly distressed smile in those red eyes, and a bit...not of a sense of ease towards stranger guests, but a sense of ease towards familiar guests and friends.

Anyone who looks into these eyes can't help but be shaken: He, he seems to regard me as a friend.

During the long look at each other, they can't help but be shaken even more: Are they really just friends?

Mao Lilan felt bad: Oops, Yuanzi seems to be unable to resist...

Suzuki Sonoko didn't even put up her defenses, she fell in love with the pink bubble for a second, her tone was softer than when she called the cute cat on the roadside last week, "Of course."

She held her chin in her hands and stared at Ichijo Mirai without blinking. She spoke sweetly, slightly tipsy, "That blond gentleman's skin color is a rare brown color."

...blond and brown?
Mirai Ichijo's heart moved, and he thought of a person: Feng Gurei.

The NPC in the police chapter, Fang Gu Ling, is a blond and brown-skinned person, and currently he seems to be biased towards the player's teammates.

He moved his eyes and said with a joking smile: "Blonde hair and brown skin? I think of a friend. Is he a person with a somewhat straightforward personality?"

During the brief exchange at the shooting range, Ichijo Mirai noticed that there were scars on Matsuda Jinpei's face and a missing tooth. There were also scars on Fukiya Rei's face. It looked like he had just been in a fight.

He could fight with his classmates in the early hours of the morning, and he was always the first to discover the bright spots. Youyou asked, "Kujou-san, didn't you say we are very important?"Why did you solve it all by yourself! "Jiang Guling" is a person with a somewhat sharp personality and a straightforward character.

When saying this inquiry, Ichigo Mirai tried his best to increase the joking tone to indicate the possible presence of a monitor in the watch: I am joking, and I have absolutely no doubts about my dear game company.

The signal in the dessert shop is quite good, and the call quality is also quite good. There is no monitor in the first-generation watch, but whether there is in the second-generation watch, Ichijo's future is temporarily uncertain.

"Straight?" Suzuki Sonoko repeated. She thought about it and shook her head in denial, "No."

"That gentleman is a good-tempered gentleman. He is humorous, gentle, and speaks politely. I feel his personality..."

She tried her best to think of accurate adjectives, and her eyes lit up again, "It's somewhat similar to Mr. Future's character."

She and Toru Amuro were quite relaxed and happy when getting along, without any offense or unpleasantness. They seemed like old friends for many years, and they knew each other's tempers and unpleasant points well.

One future repeat: "Like me?"

He made a decisive judgment: it was not a good thing.

It is important for people to be self-aware before they can tell whether something of the same style as their own is not a good one. Mirai Ichijo smiled again and answered something that showed that he was listening carefully: "Really? I can't seem to remember."

Suzuki Sonoko thought hard again and remembered something, "He said he would come to see you in the near future. Haven't you met him recently?"

"No," Mirai Ichijo shook his head with a relaxed tone, "Maybe something happened recently and he didn't have time to find me."

"You said you saw him at both a ramen restaurant and a sushi restaurant, and he happened to work part-time at both restaurants? It's really fate, but does the restaurant actually allow an employee from another restaurant nearby to work part-time? It's a bit beyond my expectation. Look It turns out that I still don’t know much about neon customs.”

"No, no," Suzuki Sonoko quickly denied, "It's very uncommon in Neon. I was surprised to see it at the time. I actually met him twice in different stores in just a few days. What a coincidence."

There is a high probability that it is not a 'coincidence', but that the other party met on purpose.

As for the reason...

Ichijo Mirai glanced at Suzuki Sonoko, who was very good at formulating words, and did not agree. He only said: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding on my part. I thought that after being in Tokyo for so many days, I still didn't know anything about this place, and I was a little frustrated."

He took the menu from Mao Lilan's hand and asked, "Do you want the taste to be sweeter or lighter? Do you want more ice cubes in the coffee?"

Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan looked at each other and said, "It's all a little sweeter. Just add more ice cubes. Thank you."

"Okay," Ichijo Mirai made a move to leave, but then stopped as if he remembered something, "By the way, the two young ladies often come together, right?"

"I don't know if Auntie reminded you two yesterday. It seems a little unsafe around here recently. It seems like someone is following you and robbing you. You two should be more careful recently."

He smiled and said, "There have been car accidents and robberies recently. It's really not peaceful here." It's so uneventful. If there's nothing important, you two should not come here often, right?

Suzuki Sonoko frowned, "Following and robbing?"

She looked at Mao Lilan hesitantly and then said hesitantly: "Mr. Future, I heard my aunt say that you are a detective. In fact, I have something to entrust you with today."

"Lan and I have been recently..."

"It felt like someone was following us."

someone following?

Mirai Ichijo really stopped, and his tone became serious and consistent with normal people's cognition, "Following? Please elaborate."

Suzuki Sonoko then began to elaborate: "It will be Valentine's Day in a while, and everyone has been discussing whether to hold a Valentine's Day party or something like that. I remembered that Mr. Future, you just arrived in Tokyo recently, and you might want to attend a party to meet more friends. "

"But I was afraid that you might misunderstand because of the different customs, so I kept discussing with Lan."

She tried hard to dispel the heat on her face, and when she got to the point, she became serious, "Then I discovered that someone seemed to be following us."

"In the beginning, it was at Lan's home."

It's at the Mori Office.

Suzuki Sonoko was discussing a future with Mao Lilan in a sighing tone. When she was praising 'so handsome' and 'good match', she suddenly felt an inexplicable subtle intuition, a feeling that someone was peeking and eavesdropping. intuition.

It's just creepy.

They immediately left the bedroom and found that only Conan was passing by carrying water at the door. Mouri Kogoro was receiving a young woman who lived nearby and accepted a request to find a cat. They speculated that the young woman might have heard about a future and then heard about it. Keywords like 'future' came up, so I curiously walked a few steps towards the bedroom to listen before sitting down.

"But after that," Suzuki Sonoko recalled, "Ran and I felt like someone was following us many times."

“While we’re shopping together, in coffee shops, or even on the broad side of the road!”

The reason why he hesitated when it was mentioned was: "We have never found a stalker."

"Even on the wide roadside, when we noticed someone was following us, we didn't see anything suspicious. There were only passing vehicles and telephone poles."

"...Is it an illusion?"

"But if it's an illusion, it's too frequent, isn't it?" Mao Lilan agreed, and added the last clue in a low voice, "The person on the roadside may not be the stalker, but Conan."

"Didn't we find Conan sneaking out behind the telephone pole?"

This is true.

Suzuki Sonoko nodded in agreement, then shook her head in denial, "Children can't bring any sense of voyeurism. Sometimes I even feel a cool chill, like some kind of resentment!"

"Isn't Mr. Future a detective? I would like to ask you to help me investigate." She once again changed from serious to serious, "Hey, are you free tomorrow? There is a party, we can attend it together."

A future: "."

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

But his intention was wine.

He accepted the commission, "If you have the illusion of being followed, you should be careful. Maybe it is your intuition that something is wrong. If you two don't mind that a detective will be involved on Valentine's Day, of course I will be more than happy."

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