Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Da da da~"

The sky-blue beads rolled down the iron plate, causing several people present to hold their breath. Even when Kishida recalled today, he couldn't help but sigh:

People's fortunes cannot be generalized. When I was extremely angry, I turned the lottery machine angrily and drew a fourth prize. Well, it didn't seem to be a big deal...

"Ling ring ring~"

"Congratulations to this customer for winning this fourth prize of the Masked Superman card set!!"

Accompanied by a pleasant sound of bells, a smiling Kishida took the exquisitely decorated card box from the staff, then ignored the fat man who stared at the card box with envy, and went directly to the bald middle-aged man, smiling. He asked him: "Uncle, do you want it?"

"ah??"

The bald man looked confused.

"I have no interest in this thing at all, so if you want it, I can sell it to you directly. Of course, if you want to exchange it for a prize, I can barely accept it."

Kishida raised the corners of his mouth and made a circle with his thumb and index finger. The other three fingers were slightly raised to represent money, but his eyes were looking at the thing in his hand. He grinned and chuckled, a classic profiteer. The appearance was deeply imprinted in the bald man's mind.

As for Kishida's idea of ​​selling the card to three brats, he had already overturned it. After all, it would be much more profitable than selling it to an adult with urgent needs!

"I want it, I want it, well, I'll trade it with you for the prize!"

Without even thinking about it, the man handed over the photo album in his hand, which made the fat man beside him turn red with envy.

"Uh, I'm not interested in this either!"

Kishida looked at the photo album handed over to him, and was not interested at all in the half-covered so-called teacher on the cover. As a man who had watched many dynamic high-definition photos, how could he like this.

"Oh, I understand, you want Izu's travel voucher, right?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had won more than the second prize, and quickly took out three travel coupons from his trouser pocket.

Counting the three tool guys in the store, if there are only three travel coupons, it means that I still need to pay three people's money in advance, but at least I have saved a sum, and I have made a profit no matter how I count.

Looking at the travel voucher handed over by the man, Kishida thought for a moment before nodding and explaining:

"Well, I just wanted to go with my friends recently."

Then the two people, each taking what they needed, eagerly exchanged the prizes and concluded a deal.

As soon as he got the travel voucher, Kishida casually scanned it and put it in his trouser pocket. He just thought about it and left, but the fat man next to him suddenly came forward, frowned, rubbed his hands, and said with a lewd smile: "Uncle, do you want to sell this photo album?"

"You said this, if you want it I'll give it to you!"

To everyone's surprise, the man who couldn't put it down while playing with the card box replied nonchalantly, and without even raising his head, he handed over the photo album.

"ah!"

Feizhai opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his ears. He even forgot to take the photo album handed to him. Even Kishida stopped in curiosity.

"Haha, I'm already so old, so this thing isn't of much use to me. It's suitable for you young people. Here, take it!"

Seeing the two young people in front of him a little stunned, the man raised his head and smiled kindly, and put the photo album directly into Feizhai's hands.

"Uncle, are you kidding?"

Fei Zhai, who took the photo album, was a little at a loss. After hesitation, he took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and said with a pursed lips: "Uncle, I'd better buy it from you. Otherwise, I'll feel bad. What do you think is suitable?"

"No, no, no!"

The man repeatedly waved his hands to refuse, but he couldn't stand Fei Zhai's insistence. Just when he felt embarrassed and wanted to collect a token amount of money, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Fei Zhai's car keys on his waist, and his eyes lit up, thinking solution.

"Did you drive here by yourself, little brother?"

"Well, what's wrong, uncle?"

"Well then, if it's convenient for you, just send me to the company. To be honest, it was my turn to be on duty alone today. I just heard that there is a gold card for Masked Superman here, so I took advantage of the fact that it was almost my afternoon shift. I skipped work for a while and caught the bus."

The man scratched the remaining hair on the back of his head with some embarrassment. As soon as he finished speaking, something suddenly occurred to him and he continued: "But the distance is a bit far. It's at 26-chome, Miwa-cho, Tokyo. If it's inconvenient... "

“Convenient and convenient, anywhere!”

However, before the man could finish speaking this time, Fat Man nodded and interrupted him.

26, Yoneka-cho, Tokyo! ? Damn it, isn’t this where I want to go? ? Isn't the original Miyano family and the first Dejima Design Office located on that street?

As far as the senior said, that street is basically full of residents, and only the wealthy Miyano Atsushi lent his small villa to a long-time friend for free to start a company, and he loaned it back for so many years.

And now this guy is talking about going back to the company, not going home. So, this guy is actually an employee of their Dejima Design Office?

What a coincidence! !

Kishida's eyes reflected on the side. If he guessed correctly, it would be really easy to get the tape this time.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but when he saw the man and the fat man trying to walk out of the mall, Kishida quickly walked up with a frown on his face: "Hey, buddy, wait a minute!"

"Hey, you're still there!?"

Feizhai turned around in surprise.

"..."

Is this the so-called change of fortune?

"Just kidding! Is there anything else?"

Seeing Kishida deflated, Fatty, who was already in a good mood, patted Kishida on the shoulder and asked with a smile, imitating his tone just now.

(*￣︿￣) I can bear it!

Telling himself to calm down, Kishida said with a smile on his face:

"I just happened to have an appointment with my friend near 26-chome, Mika-cho, Tokyo. Don't you think this is a coincidence! So, ahem, I wanted to ask my friend if it would be convenient for me to give me a ride, so that I can save some fares. ......."

"Okay! I should like to thank you for showing me the example, otherwise I wouldn't be so shameless as to ask for the photo album!"

Feizhai glanced at Kishida up and down and teased.

"..."

Kishida was speechless.

~~~~

"After all, today is not a day off. You don't have to go to class. I don't think you are very old."

In the car driving to the office, the bald man Imai Safu, who had already exchanged names, asked in confusion.

"I have graduated, and I am coming to Tokyo for something. Just like you, I heard that there is this here, so I stopped by!"

Katsuki Yuuri, who was driving the car, answered, then looked at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, glanced at Kishida and continued: "What about you, Kindaichi?"

Kishida, who almost didn't realize that the other person was calling him, replied simply and horrifiedly: "Skip class and go on a date!"

What is different from walking directly into someone else's company to borrow a toilet, which will impress and surprise people, is that in this chance encounter, there is a certain similarity between the two parties. After a while, I went to the place and pretended to be in a hurry, and then I was taken advantage of. It’s perfectly normal for the “host” to invite you up to use the toilet!

Even if Mr. Imai talked about it with others afterwards, no one would take it to heart. And Imai Safu may not talk about this matter, you know, he skipped work and came here...

Therefore, Kishida actually does not need to use a pseudonym. It is just for precaution and caution. If there is a one-ten-thousandth chance that the organization discovers this matter inadvertently, he can still rely on the other party to find it. When it comes to the name "Kindaichi", there is time to buffer.

As for appearance, although there are only a handful of people in Tokyo who are as handsome as me, trying to find someone based on this in the vast sea of ​​people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

You must know that the handsome guy Lu Xiaobu never changed his face after saying "When people are wandering in the world, use a trumpet to save your life!" However, he has conquered many beauties with this trick, and he has never changed his face like Brother Cheng. Hit with a hatchet!

Kishida thought happily. The two old dogs (single dogs) in the car saw him in a state of infatuation and thought he was imagining something good that both humans and gods would be angry about. They felt that they were just lemons and ignored him and looked after themselves. Chatting freely.

"Of course, after living for such a long time, I must have bought a car. It's just that my car broke down two days ago and couldn't be driven, so I had to send it to a repair shop. In addition, the company is on vacation today, and my colleagues didn't come to work, and I didn't either. I can’t borrow a car, but strangely enough, my car was only inspected a while ago..."

Not sure what they were talking about, Imai Safu complained to Katsuki Yuuri in a helpless tone.

However, the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Kishida, who was resting with his eyes half-closed, couldn't help but frown.

Thinking of Gin and the others he met this morning, it was not difficult for him to think of why Imai Safu's car broke down. It was just to delay his return time.

As for why Imai Safu came here, with the winery's vast magical power, it couldn't be easier to lure someone out, but he couldn't figure out why the organization would go to so much trouble. Wouldn't it be nice to search for it at night?

This doesn’t make sense logically, it’s really puzzling!

wrong! Speaking of supernatural powers, when searching with the winery's ability, how could someone find out that he had gone through an empty door? And it was discovered twice? You can do this kind of thing by restoring the scene, let alone them!

Coupled with these superfluous behavioral loopholes... it feels like the organization is doing it on purpose, as if it is trying to spread the word and lure some little mice...

That's the Miyano family, so the related little mouse... is Shirley? Or Shuichi Akai who has come to Tokyo! ?

So this is also the reason why the winery in the original book broke into the empty door twice after finding no results? No, the original work doesn’t seem to conclusively say that the two broke into the winery. One of them does not rule out that Shuichi Akai was involved! ?

"What are you thinking? Why are you still looking so sad!?"

Just as Kishida was secretly thinking about the purpose of the winery and racking his brains to recall every detail of the original work, Imai Sakuo in the passenger seat poked his head out curiously.

"No, I just don't know if I ate something wrong? I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. By the way, are there any public toilets near 26-chome, Miwa Town?"

Hearing this, Kishida had an idea and nodded, frowning, touching his stomach and saying bitterly.

"There are no public toilets nearby, but if Mr. Kindaichi doesn't mind, you can come to our company."

Imai Safu shook his head, looking at Kishida's "scowl" look, which was quite funny.

//(^o^)/

Nice, I’ve been waiting for your words!

Kishida was in a trance inside, but on the outside he was rubbing his belly and forcing a smile.

"Then...excuse me! Thank you~~"

"Kindaichi, hold on! It's almost here, don't release gas in my car!"

Katsuki Yuuri teased.

"I see!"

Kishida rolled his eyes and nodded, but his mind returned to the winery.

It takes about forty minutes to get from the mall to the office, and one and a half hours for the round trip. Including the time Imai Safu spent in the mall, at least two and a half hours have passed since he left, which is enough time for Gin and the others. They have turned the office upside down, but I am not afraid of meeting them.

There's no way we can meet the two of them in one day. Well, stop it, we can't set the flag anymore! !

~~~

Maybe it was God who let Kishida go. After Akira opened the door and looked at Kishida in amusement as he ran towards the toilet he directed, Kishida didn't meet any guy in black clothes.

"Hey, now I actually believe that 'Daji' is real!"

A few minutes later, looking at the tape under the toilet tank float, Kishida smiled heartily.

He gently picked up the tape, pulled off some paper towels with his left hand, wiped it clean, and carefully put the tape in his pocket. Then he estimated that the time was almost up, so he threw the paper towels into the toilet, and opened the toilet as soon as the water flushed. Door.

"Uncle Imai, what's wrong?"

As soon as Kishida went out, he saw Imai Shufu, who was anxiously rummaging for something on the workbench, and asked pretending to be confused.

“The office was robbed!!!”

Imai replied anxiously. When he thought about the damn president knowing that the company was robbed because he skipped work and traveled far away, he could foresee how he would be ridiculed.

"Ah!? Then call the police!"

Kishida was shocked and quickly suggested.

"But I just took a look and found that nothing was lost. It was just that the things had been turned over. It's strange. Who are you kidding?..."

Imai Safu pulled the hair on the back of his head in distress.

"I see... I still think it would be better to call the police... Ah!! It's almost two o'clock!"

Kishida was about to continue persuading him, but his eyes "accidentally" saw the clock hanging on the wall, and his expression changed.

"What's up...oh, date, right? Time's up?"

Imai Safu, who was in distress, was startled by his surprise, but when he saw Kishida's anxious look at this moment, he was stunned for a moment before he reacted and suddenly realized.

"Well, I made an appointment with her at two o'clock!"

Kishida glanced at Mr. Imai with an embarrassed look, but looked at the door of the room with a vague look from the corner of his eye, with the words "leave" written on his face.

"It's okay. I'll handle it myself. Young people should do what young people should do!"

Although his face was still a little bitter, Imai Safu said very understandingly. At the end of the sentence, his thin eyebrows were raised, and he forced a smile to tease Kishida.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Imai!"

Kishida scratched his head shyly, and then walked to the door under the eyes of Imai Safu.

"Kacha!"

Turning the door handle gently, and when he was about to go out, Kishida hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth for the last time, turned around with a smile on his face, and pointedly said to Imai Safu behind him:

"Uncle Imai, you can do anything that young people can do! You still have to have dreams, regardless of age or gender! If you don't give it a try, how will you know whether you will succeed or not?"

"Ah!? What do you mean..."

Imai Safu was surprised and subconsciously thought that Kishida was teasing him, an old dog, that he should find a wife or something. However, Kishida's serious eyes and his suggestive tone made him think that Kishida didn't mean what he said. , he opened his mouth blankly, just about to ask.

"Ling ring ring~~"

Along with a vibration in Kishida's trouser pocket, a pleasant ringing sound reached the ears of the two of them.

"Sorry, I really have to leave, but my friend called to urge me!"

Kishida took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, with a nonchalant smile on his face, and then waved to Imai Safu. Before Imai Safu had time to react, he closed the door and then turned his head. Gone without returning.

"I asked you, did you install some kind of tracker on me? Otherwise, why did you call me at this perfect time? Or is there some tacit understanding between us?"

Walking to the street and answering the phone that had been ringing for more than ten seconds, Kishida teased as he walked.

"Ah!? I just want to call my junior to ask if you are at home...what happened?"

After ringing for a while, the phone was answered, but Kishida said some confusing words for no reason, which made Mingmei a little confused.

"Well, good thing! What do you want from me at this time?"

Kishida stretched his waist and replied comfortably.

"Hey, I just got off work and had nothing to do, so I made a little extra lunch and took it to the hospital for you, but Xiao Ai said you should go home and sleep."

Akemi explained with a chuckle.

"Lunch, it's already two o'clock, so is this the afternoon meal?"

Looking up and squinting at the scorching sun, thinking that it's already two o'clock, Kishida, who was already hungry, said helplessly.

"Who told you not to be in the hospital! I have to make another trip."

Hearing this, Mingmei replied unhappily, her words seemed to express her dissatisfaction, but her tone was still brisk.

"It's because of what someone asked me to do last night. Alas, I've been tossing around since early morning and haven't even eaten a mouthful of food!"

Kishida complained while walking on the road and looking around, trying to find the bus stop here, or a taxi.

"Ah! So the good thing you said, it can't be..."

"Well, fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and got the things!"

Before Mingmei finished her anxious words, Kishida gently interrupted her and confirmed her guess.

Just at this moment, while chatting, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a bus stop not far ahead, and hurried over.

(＾－＾)V

"Yeah, I knew I was right! Junior is efficient!"

Amei's joy was so strong on the other end of the phone that Kishida, who could clearly sense her mood, raised his lips and said with a sense of accomplishment: "How is it, I didn't ask you to cook this meal in vain?"

"It's two meals~~ counting breakfast. Also, when I was making brunch for you and Ai, I didn't know what you were doing!"

Amei's tone was both brisk and dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, yes! Even if I didn't get the things, the result would be the same. I'm mercenary! Okay!?"

Kishida, who knew she was dissatisfied with what he said, said with a smile. He was in a good mood now. Fortunately, the bus stop sign had the route he needed to take.

"Hehe, I'm glad to know!"

Amei nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

"In that case, how do you want to thank me?"

Seeing this, Kishida changed the subject and said proudly.

"Hey~ Hey! Can it be like this?"

Mingmei blinked, as if she couldn't believe her ears. She felt that she was cheated by Kishida, and she was very annoyed that she had once again refreshed her perception of Kishida's offline.

"Well, you don't know what I went through today! What's wrong with asking for some hard work money! Oh, forget it, let's talk about it when we get back!"

Thinking that he almost had a car accident today, Kishida's tone of voice became much more justified.

"Where are you going? Your home? But it's almost time for the morning shift now!"

Mingmei looked at the time and said with some trouble.

"It's okay, just go to the dessert shop!"

Although he is the boss and can exercise the privilege of employees not to go to work, Kishida feels that eating at home or in the dessert shop is the same, so he chose the dessert shop without hesitation. After all, without Mingmei, the dessert shop's business will be affected for an afternoon, so it is inevitable that Kishida will choose this way...

"Okay, junior, when will you arrive?"

Mingmei turned around knowingly, and suddenly she remembered something and asked hurriedly.

"It will take about an hour to go back, but it may be slower to take the bus."

Kishida was not very clear, so he could only give a rough time.

"I know!"

"Well, see you later!"

"See you later, oh, by the way!"

Just when Kishida wanted to hang up the phone, Mingmei bit her lip lightly and said suddenly.

"Hmm? Anything else?"

"......Although I've said it several times, I feel like something is missing if I don't say it, so...Arigato, thank you so much!"

I don't know how long it took, when Kishida, who was impatient and confused, wanted to hang up the phone, Mingmei's hearty laughter came from the other end.

"Hahaha~~What kind of ritual is this?"

Kishida laughed loudly, thinking she was going to say something.

"That's too much, I'm really thanking you!"

Mingmei's nose twitched, pretending to be dissatisfied, and then without waiting for Kishida to speak again, she continued:

"I originally wanted to heat up the food for you when you came back, but since you don't appreciate it, forget it~~"

As soon as the voice fell, Mingmei hung up the phone immediately.

"......"

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Kishida was speechless and could only wait silently for the bus to come.

What he didn't know was that more than ten kilometers away from him, Mingmei was walking on the street, looking at her phone, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Her eyes were rolling, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, but she was three parts shy, three parts happy, and four parts at a loss.

"Click!"

Her little feet gently kicked the stones in the road. Mingmei shook her head, dispelling the emotions that made her entangled and depressed in her mind, and slowly exhaled. She didn't think about it anymore, and her face was filled with a sweet and happy smile again, like a flower that bloomed again from the dust.