Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 61 Zhuxingda

In the eyes of some people who care, detectives who often come into contact with dead people are somewhat unlucky.

Fortunately, Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan didn't care and readily agreed.

Fortunately, Ichijo is not an unlucky detective in the future, but an even more unlucky existence.

He relayed the customer's order to Eiko Ishida and casually watched the dessert making process, "Have there been any male customers visiting the dessert shop recently?"

Seriously speaking, it is normal for male customers to appear in a dessert shop, and the people who are following him will not be exposed. However, Neon Ramen Restaurant is a place where a person will attract attention if he goes there alone.

Sure enough, Eiko Ishida remembered, "Ah, you got it!"

She showed a guilty expression, looked away, and began to look at the sky and the cake.

This is not the expression of a normal dessert shop owner being a bit puzzled, but it is also not the expression of a normal person discovering the stalker.

A future: "?"

There are stories.

He raised his eyebrows with interest, "Do you have any impressive male guests? Tell us about them."

"There have been quite a lot of customers recently," Ishida Eiko chose her words very carefully, "because the time you showed up before was quite fixed. You always showed up half an hour before and after the meal, and you would occasionally show up in the store after the meal. Help with the guests."

She chose her words carefully and cautiously, "Occasionally, in the first two or three days after arriving, but then he rarely appeared in the front hall."

Most of the dessert shop is transparent. Sitting inside, you can enjoy afternoon tea leisurely, sip desserts and watch the people coming and going outside. People outside the shop can also catch a glimpse of the leisurely and peaceful scenery inside the shop amidst the rush.

As Ishida Eiko spoke, she looked at the crowd outside the store, "So every time it's meal time, more and more people come to the store."

"Many of them are young and beautiful girls, but..."

She organized her words, "There are also children, old people with children at home, rich wives who are about the same age as me but quite wealthy, and..."

"Some male guests."

People were coming and going outside the dessert shop. It was not yet time to get off work. There were a few young couples on the street, but there were still some. They passed by nearby. Some of them were focusing on each other, while others were distracted and looking around. Some noticed the dessert shop and subconsciously took a few more glances.

Among them, a young woman found a future and established herself on the street. Her boyfriend followed suit and also gained a foothold. His faint eyes repeatedly wandered between the dessert shop and his appreciative girlfriend, and he quickly retreated with his girlfriend. .

This is normal.

Ishida Eiko breathed a sigh of relief and added, "Some people want to entrust you with a case because they heard that you are a detective."

Mirai Ichijo had no reputation, no reputation other than being handsome, but he came back from the United States.

So even though he had no reputation as a detective at all, many people stood in awe and immediately said, "You must be a very powerful detective!" 'Filter, come visit.

"Some of them are here to buy desserts with their girlfriends," Eiko Ishida added, speaking gradually softer, "and some of them are... uh, because their girlfriends like you."

Huh?
Mirai Ichijo smiled and raised his eyebrows, listening attentively, "Do you want to have a fight?"

He shrugged helplessly, "It turns out that the guests are so colorful. It's really a hard work for Auntie."

"It's an appointment," Eiko Ishida's voice dropped to a minimum, "It's not a date."

Oh, it turns out it's not a fight, it's a date with...what?
……'about'?
A future: "??"

Ishida Eiko looked at the cake again, "The male guest who impressed me the most was a man who looked to be in his 20s, with long hair, a knitted hat on his head, the lower eyelids of his eyes were thickened, and he was dressed Very fashionable and handsome guest.”

"He, uh, he came here several times. At first, he came to squat on you near the meal. Later, because he couldn't see you for a long time, he spent the whole day in the dessert shop a few days ago." "I remember. Once, right after he left, you entered the kitchen."

"Luckily you didn't meet me!"

She recounted the guest's somewhat outrageous behavior, "When he came here before, he just sat in the corner and waited. But since the past few days, he has been waiting all day long. He probably got anxious because he didn't see you for a long time, so he asked me to find out about you. Height, weight, nationality, friends, lovers, crushes, ambitions and careers, as well as things like savings.”

"I originally had a pretty good impression of him, but who knew he would actually inquire about these things, and later..."

"You were so busy that you didn't even bother to eat. You basically came out to open the refrigerator and eat in the middle of the night," Eiko Ishida explained, "I never found a chance to tell you."

At first I didn't have time to say it, but later I didn't dare to say it.

Because, "Last time, he was asking me about you again. After I blocked him, he said that he actually had no ill intentions, so that you didn't have to avoid him all the time. He said that he kept coming over frequently just because you looked like his girlfriend. An ex-boyfriend of.”

"He said his girlfriend likes you!"

"He said that he likes his girlfriend very much. Although you are not a good person and you don't seem to be a good person, he likes you because his girlfriend likes you!"

"He wants to ask you if you can develop a relationship with him and his girlfriend, chat and be friends, and get to know each other in depth!"

Every sentence of Eiko Ishida is accompanied by an exclamation mark, vividly expressing her astonishment as a middle-aged man facing contemporary youth.

A future: "?"

A future: "..."

He thought briefly, and then thought briefly, and then thought briefly again. His thinking gear was stuck hard and he couldn't utter a single sentence.

[After all these years of ups and downs, what kind of scene have I not encountered? .jpg]
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A future of silence.

This silence is the silence of normal people. In the future, Ichijo will discover that he is still an ordinary normal person who cannot withstand the storm.

He said sincerely: "It's really hard, Auntie."

No wonder his expression was so strange when he heard the keyword before. He shouldn't delve deeper into it.

The ingredients of the guests are too colorful!
Ishida Eiko could only offer a very weak defense, "We at Neon don't usually act like this."

"Well, although there are indeed many strange social tacit understandings in daily life, for example, people who don't participate in club activities are weird, people who get off work on time are weird, people who go to ramen restaurants alone are weird, and people who go alone without friends are weird People are even weirder, but, but lovers are not alone, two people are enough, um..."

She gave up explaining and took out a business card from the drawer, "The guest left a business card before leaving. In his hand or in the trash can?"

Should you take the business card or throw it into the trash can?
Ichijo Mirai was silent for a few seconds, struggling to form words, "Let's leave it alone for now."

Although it's very unnatural... it's really too unbelievable. It doesn't look like someone being stalked at all, but more like an ordinary guy playing gangster!There are still many people playing hooligans!
And Eiko Ishida didn't say 'blond and brown'.

Just in case, Ichijo Mirai glanced at the business card from a distance, pretended perfunctorily that he had seen it, and immediately looked away to avoid being contaminated, and asked Eiko Ishida, who had unfortunately been contaminated, "Isn't that gentleman blond and brown?" ?what is it call?"

Ishida Eiko replied, "It's not blond and brown, it's black hair. The skin color is fairer, but not to the level of a white person."

She looked down at the business card, "That gentleman's name is..."

"Zhu, Xing, Da."

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(End of this chapter)