Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1491 1491 [Jiang Xia Tongzhi's Wonderful Past] Asking for a monthly ticket ()

  Thinking about this, Okiya Subaru bought a pair of pants that could match his top, and carried them to a secluded park, intending to go to the toilet to change.

   When approaching the toilet door.

  Okiya Subaru paused for a moment, and found two people diagonally ahead, walking into the women's toilet next door.

   His eyes stopped on the woman's black dress, and his fingers tightened slightly.

  But soon, Okiya Subaru calmed down again: "..." It's not a big problem. There are actually many people who like to wear black clothes. It is impossible for all the people in black to be organization cadres.

   And thinking about it carefully, female cadres should not wear such gorgeous skirts, they must prefer some tight and neat clothes.

  After being vigilant about the surroundings and eliminating conjectures.

  Okiya Subaru carried his things and entered the men's bathroom.

He carefully looked around the compartments one by one, and he was relieved not to find anything like "the time bomb dropped by the passing newspaper elements" or "the corpse lying in the compartment waiting for the suspect to step in". , Picking and picking, I found a compartment by the window for easy escape, and walked in.

  …

   After changing clothes, wipe off the sticky ice cream.

  Okiya Subaru glanced at the other shopping bag at hand, and sighed helplessly.

  —The guy who bumped into him was holding three **** of ice cream, and a considerable portion of the ice cream had already melted.

   This kind of thing not only attacks in lumps, but also makes the semi-melted liquid on the surface splash out and radiate in a wide range.

   At this time, I took out my clothes and took a look, and saw that some ice cream had fallen on the interlayer of the bag, and had leaked a little along the gap in the packaging.

  Okiya Subaru: "..." Fortunately, I asked before leaving. At this time, there is still a long time before the filming of Hayato Nanjo's drama will start, and it will be too late to buy it again.

  Thinking about this, he packed up his belongings and planned to leave.

   But at this moment, the tips of his ears moved, and he vaguely felt a little movement next door.

  Okiya Subaru narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "..." What voice?

   Could it be Uzo's conspiracy again? !

  …

  Although reason told him, Uzo was not in England.

But the instinct of getting along with Uzo countless times still makes Okiya Subaru inevitably think more about "whether Uzo is behind the scenes" when encountering any troubles - especially when he is doing things against Uzo .

   froze in place vigilantly, listening carefully, but the sound disappeared again.

   After a while, Okiya Subaru gradually suspected that he was thinking too much.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand and touched his forehead, wanting to find a psychiatrist even more. But now, I still have to buy the things that should be bought first.

  …

  Opened the compartment door, and looked around.

   After confirming that there were no uzo or danger outside, Okiya Subaru opened the door and left the cubicle as if nothing had happened.

   When he walked out of the toilet in the park, he took a look out of the corner of his eye and suddenly realized that a few seconds before he came out, a person came out of the women's toilet next door—it happened to be the one who entered the door with him just now.

  Originally, Okiya Subaru just saw living creatures around him and observed them habitually.

  But the moment his eyes fell on the woman in the black dress, he suddenly noticed something, and his eyes were momentary with some doubts.

   A moment later, Okiya Subaru raised his hand, hung it beside his neck, and gestured unconsciously.

  The next moment, his face changed suddenly, and he put down his hand. Then he walked faster and faster, faster and faster... quickly disappeared from the sight of the people around him.

  …

the other side.

  On the pedestrian street.

  After shopping around for clothes and bags with Hui Yuanai and Mao Lilan, the time is almost a little.

"The design is really exquisite. Although Fushahui was established for a short time, its works never disappoint." Hui Yuanai looked at the bag in his hand, and unconsciously showed a satisfied smile on his face, like a doll hugging normal little girl.

  After admiring it against the light, she carefully packed the things again, stuffed them back into the packing box, and sighed regretfully: "I took too many things today, and they are easy to bump into. I will carry them tomorrow."

Jiang Xia glanced down at her pile of bags, and then at the Q version of Miyano Akemi who was lying on top of it, not fully packed, but trying to pick up the shopping bag: "... If you want to carry it, I will help you carry it." You have shopping bags."

   "It's okay, it's not heavy."

   Haibara Ai picked up the packing bag. She likes the fulfilling feeling of carrying the harvest.

   But after walking a few steps, I found that I bought a bit too much. These things are indeed too heavy for a girl in the first grade of elementary school.

  So she hesitated for a moment, and finally picked out a few shopping bags filled with clothes that were not afraid of being bumped, and handed them to Jiang Xia.

   Then he took out a bag he just bought and carried it across his body.

  Mao Lilan looked at her, then at the bag: "..." Xiao Ai is a little too mature for carrying this on her back.

   But looking at Hui Yuan Ai's hidden joyful expression, she still didn't say a word: "..." Thinking about it carefully, such a cute child should of course recite whatever he wants. This is what a carefree child should look like.

  So Mao Lilan didn't mention this anymore, but just shook the coloring page in his hand: "Okay, the purchase is complete, let's go eat something and take a rest-it just happened that I just got a 50% off coupon for this cafe!"

   "..." Jiang Xia looked at the lottery ticket, and silently gave her an approving look.

  …

   Several people followed the small map on the prize sheet, searched all the way, and soon came to the coffee shop.

   After entering the store and sitting down, Mao Lilan looked at the long list of complicated English on the menu and fell into deep thought for a while.

  Maolilan: "..." All this is too heavy for a high school student whose mother tongue is Japanese. I should have brought a food dictionary with me...

   Fortunately, there are a group of companions who are good at English.

   Soon, several people finished ordering smoothly.

  Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, looking forward to the desserts with delicious names, while looking at Jiang Xia in surprise:

  Although she is not very good at English, after all, she usually has English classes and has watched some original soundtrack movies. She can more or less distinguish various pronunciations.

  —Xiao Ai seems to be of mixed race. One of his parents may be a foreigner. He speaks English well, which is normal.

  But where did Jiang Xia learn English? It sounds no different from a foreigner. Can you really learn like this only by English class?

  Mao Lilan: "..." Speaking of learning English through English classes, Xinyi's English is also very good, but sometimes his pronunciation is not so standard, and he often goes abroad with his parents...

  Thinking about this, she looked at Jiang Xia curiously: "Have you lived abroad before?"

  Jiang Xia is watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  Hearing Mao Lilan's question, he turned around: "No."

  (end of this chapter)