Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Hello, sir. How can I help you?"

After buying the perfect contact lenses, Kishida immediately went to a clothing store in the mall. Before he could look up and identify the brand of the store, the tactful salesperson apologized to the hesitant customer who was still looking at the clothes in his hand, and then walked over.

"Do you sell knitted hats?"

Kishida glanced up at the store name and found that it was a brand he didn't recognize, so he was relieved and asked leisurely.

As a thrifty man, of course, he would buy things that might not be seen after buying them at the cheapest price.

"Yes, please follow me!"

The young-looking salesperson smiled and led Kishida into the store.

"Here are all our styles, take a look!"

"Well, I can just look at them here, you go do your thing first."

Kishida picked up a knitted hat casually, and saw the salesperson looking at the original customers, and saw that they seemed to have decided to buy, so he couldn't help but smile and said.

"Ah, sorry, sir!"

"It's okay, go ahead."

Seeing that the salesperson was a little embarrassed and shy, Kishida waved his hand, and then after the salesperson apologized again and left, he looked at the knitted hat in his hand.

This store has good business. At this time, there are five or six groups of people looking at clothes in the store, but there are only three salespeople, so it is normal that they are too busy.

"Hey, this one is good! You can give it to someone!"

Putting down the knitted hat in his hand unsatisfied, Kishida's eyes scanned the various styles of knitted hats again, and suddenly his eyes lit up. It was a very ordinary knitted hat, but the color was green.

I don't know what he was thinking of. Kishida had a sly smile on his face, and then he picked up the hat, and then picked out the style and color from a pile of knitted hats, all of which were similar to the one that Akai Shuichi wore last time, and then he stood quietly waiting for the salesperson to come back.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting!"

A few minutes later, the salesperson who had helped a customer pack clothes came over quickly.

"Waiting is the privilege of beautiful women, and it is also my honor! Here, this is what I want to buy!"

Kishida shook his head and handed her two knitted hats in his hand.

"Please wait! I'll pack it for you right away."

The girl's freckled face was slightly red, showing a sweet smile, holding the knitted hat, and ran away with a joyful pace.

When she worked here in the past, she was not without men's flowery compliments. But that's different! They are ugly, and doing this is just being a hooligan, unlike this one who is not only pleasing to the eye, but also looks like she has a good family background.

In that case...

Putting the knitted hat into the bag, the girl rolled her eyes, and ran back with an innocent smile, jumping up and down.

Kishida looked at the girl jumping up and down, and shook his head helplessly. She was so happy just by a little praise, it seemed that she was not very experienced.

Alas, it was also my fault that my charm was too high!

"Here, sir!"

The girl timidly lowered the bag.

"Thank you!"

Kishida nodded and took the bag. He was worried about his charm that had nowhere to go, and turned around and left. He knew that the goods here were all paid for at the cash register in front of the mall.

However, before he took a step, a slender little hand suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes weakly.

"Is there anything else?"

Kishida frowned and asked the girl who wanted to attack him like a conditioned reflex.

"Sir, you forgot that there is this."

Glancing at Kishida, the girl quietly picked up a small pink card and said weakly.

After saying that, without waiting for the stunned Kishida to respond, he stuffed the small card into Kishida's hand, then shyly made a phone call gesture and ran away again.

"Hiss~~ Is it the clichéd way to give a phone number? So innocent? Oh, that's right, it's still 6991!"

Playing with the small card in his hand, Kishida walked out of the clothing store, feeling funny, and when passing by the trash can, he was about to throw the small card away.

"Well, what is this?"

Kishida's eyes froze as he was about to tear off the small card and throw it into the trash can, and his face was full of mistakes.

I saw that the pink small card had a phone number written on one side as he expected, but at the same time, the other side also had words like "part-time job, service, pure" and so on...

"Isn't this a small card of that kind? I didn't expect that I was wrong. No wonder it was made into a small card on purpose. It turned out that it was prepared a long time ago..."

Kishida's mouth twitched wildly. If this is not experienced in the world, then people as pure as himself are not yet in the world.

"The world is filthy! How can a young, innocent-looking girl have to work two jobs!"

Kishida, who had heard that many JK girls in Japan were working part-time in this field, shook his head and criticized the filthy world with a helpless look, then patted the small card that he almost tore off and silently put it in his trouser pocket.

He didn't really want to send warmth, but just wanted to keep it on him so that he could always be alert to the fact that the world was already filthy.

In addition, if a pervert like Maori Kogoro made him unhappy, he could let the card fall off his clothes inadvertently in front of Kisaki Eri or Xiaolan.

All in all, there are reasons to keep it! And the reason is legitimate and pure!

Well, regardless of whether others believe it or not, Kishida believes it himself.

With this idea in mind, Kishida, who felt like he was upright, bah, upright, came to the checkout counter at the mall gate.

"It's still so long. How long will it take to wait?"

However, even though half an hour had passed since Kishida first came in, there was still a long queue at the checkout counter at the mall gate.

This made Kishida, who originally wanted to pay the bill, go to the restaurant to find something to eat, so as to satisfy his stomach, and then go about his business, was very tired, especially when he saw the group of people in front of him, many of whom were just eating. Holding something, his eyes looked behind the lottery area from time to time.

It's obvious that these guys are just here to win a prize.

"I don't understand. Is the charm of this lottery really that high? Although the first prize is quite good! But is it too exaggerated?"

Kishida held his forehead and muttered speechlessly.

Izu's luxury travel coupons were quite valuable, and I was quite excited. After all, I promised my senior sister that I would take Haibara and the others to play together. If I could get it, I would be able to save a lot of money. But it is worth money, and it is unlikely to cause this effect!

"What do you know! We're not here for the jackpot!"

Just when Kishida was confused, a fat man in front of him turned his head dissatisfied, obviously hearing Kishida's murmur.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Kishida blinked, but didn't care about the other party's attitude.

"It seems you really don't know."

The other party glanced at Kishida, and then, without waiting for Kishida to ask again, he pointed at the group of people in front of him and asked Kishida: "Did you find anything?"

"Hey, almost all of them here are men!?"

When he asked, Kishida looked up at the long queue and realized that there were very few women in the entire queue.

"That's right!"

Feizhai nodded in agreement, and then continued with a proud and holy tone: "That teacher's rare limited edition sexy photo album is a sacred object to us, not to mention that it has her on it. We came all the way here just to get..."

"Stop, stop!"

Seeing that Haizhai was getting more and more excited as he talked, Kishida quickly interrupted him and asked with his dissatisfied look: "You mean you guys are here for that teacher's limited edition sexy photo album?"

"Well, what else? It could be for the Izu travel tickets. Don't be kidding. If it weren't for the photo album, we wouldn't even want to go out!"

"...That's it, haha..."

Hearing him speak so impassionedly, Kishida, who didn't know which teacher they were talking about and had no interest in knowing, curiously asked:

"But even if this is the case, it's not like these are the only women in front of us. They don't care about photo albums, and Izu travel coupons should be the ones they want, right?"

"You are right, but the jackpot has just been taken away, so the group of women who came here specifically for this purpose have already left first, and the remaining few are really buying things."

Feizhai replied directly without thinking.

"Ah!! What!? The jackpot has been taken away!?"

Hearing this, Kishida stared with disappointment on his face. Although he said he disliked his luck, this situation of not even having a chance to try really made him want to cry. What a "good luck" he had! ! True is false!

"Well, I have already been selected, but you can try the photo album that won the second prize. Then you can sell it to me. I can accept a higher price... Well, look at it. That's it. That guy hit the jackpot!”

Probably because he was bored with waiting, or because he wanted to attract more people to increase the success rate of the lottery, Feizhai did not dislike Kishida's continuous questions. On the contrary, he answered whatever Kishida asked, but in the middle of the conversation, he looked at him from time to time. His eyes suddenly glared at the lottery area, and he pointed at a person over there and asked Kishida.

"Which one?"

Kishida followed his finger and looked over, but there were many people over there, and he didn't know which one Feizhai was referring to.

"It's the bald guy at the front of the queue, Baga. Sure enough, this guy is also here for the photo album!"

Feizhai pointed at the bald middle-aged man at the front of the lottery area who was about to go up to the lottery and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, it's that guy, he really can't tell what he looks like!"

Following his words, Kishida saw a man with a bald head and half-long hair on the back of his head. He could only see his side face. He looked ordinary, but he didn't expect that he could be so lucky. prize.

"wrong!"

Suddenly Kishida realized something was wrong, frowned and asked Feizhai: "Isn't it said that according to the mall's regulations, each person can only smoke once?"

"Well, the rules are dead, but people have to live! We have to know how to be flexible! If you go out and come back to buy something, even if the mall staff sees it, they will just turn a blind eye. Of course, we will also You have to know how to add more white beads to the lottery machine from time to time. "

Feizhai spread his hands and explained.

"That's it. No wonder you know so much just because you're in front of me. It seems like you've had it once too, right!?"

Kishida raised his eyebrows knowingly.

This also explains why the photo album as the second prize has not been drawn yet, even though there are so many people. After all, if some white beads are added from time to time as a reward of a roll of tissue paper, the probability of winning the photo album will not gradually decrease.

It is estimated that even the mall cannot understand that the photo album originally as the second prize is more tempting than the first prize.

"Ah!"

Hearing this, the fat man sighed lightly and nodded without comment, but his eyes were looking at the bald man in the lottery area with great concern. The other party was already spinning the wheel to draw the lottery.

"Don't worry, the other party has already drawn the first prize, how could he still draw the second prize? I don't believe there is so much luck that he can..."

Kishida saw that the fat man looked nervous, and wanted to comfort him with a smile, but before he finished speaking, a hand bell came from the lottery area frantically, followed by a deafening shouting sound that reached his ears.

"Congratulations to this customer for winning the second prize!! Congratulations to this......"

Continuous congratulations echoed throughout the mall, but within a few seconds, the animals who reacted contributed to the wailing that almost deafened Kishida's ears!

"No no!!!"

"Daddy Yami!!"

Among them, the fat guy in front of Kishida shouted the most miserable.

Before he finished speaking, Kishida, who was slapped hard in the face, opened his mouth wide and looked at the bald man surrounded at the lottery with a blank face.

A thought flashed wildly in his mind: Is this the world of the European emperor! ? ?

However, due to the angle and distance, Kishida, who was feeling jealous, did not notice that the man with a bald head and half-long hair on the back of his head also looked annoyed and confused at this time...