Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1842: 1841【Maya Hashimoto: Not good】

  Chapter 1842 1841 [Maya Hashimoto: Not good]

  Jiang Xia found that several tickets fell to her feet.

  He picked it up and walked over to join the conversation: "Is this what you dropped?"

   "Ah, yes, yes." Masumi Takamori was like a mouse confronting a cat, maintaining his composure on the surface, but in his heart he didn't want to have any unnecessary interaction with the famous detective opposite.

She took a look at the things in Jiang Xia's hands and found that they were not necessary, so she didn't go to pick them up, and she smiled and covered up: "Our company hosted a fashion show. This is the ticket for the exhibition, including board and lodging. I heard that the host is A French-style villa built by a wealthy man in the last century, you can come and take a look if you have time—I still have to prepare for a performance, so I’m leaving first.”

   After speaking, she looked at her watch, as if she was in a hurry, dragged the huge suitcase she just bought, and left quickly.

   Walking out for a while, Masumi Takamori glanced back quietly.

  Finding that the group of students didn't keep up, she breathed a sigh of relief. After passing the corner, she speeded up instantly and trotted away.

  …

  In the mall.

  Maolilan and Suzuki Sonoko were still looking at the ticket with great interest.

"Putuo Clothing Design Company, is Masumi a model here?" Suzuki Sonoko remembered the information he saw when he helped her sister choose a wedding dress, "I remember that although this company is small in scale, it has a high reputation among customers. The wedding dresses they designed are actually very good-looking, but unfortunately they haven't fully become famous, so there is still some distance from the real big names. However, if they continue to develop like this, sooner or later there will be some achievements."

  Mao Lilan looked up the information and was quite relieved: "Look, Masumi is actually the chief model. It seems that she has completely got rid of the predicament she had when she was a child, which is really good."

  Jiang Xia was also looking at the ticket in his hand, but he didn't have much impression of this classmate. Jiang Xia Tongzhi left the first grade in middle school, so counting the time, in elementary school, he was still Mao Lilan's senior, and he didn't know this strange school girl who became a model after being drawn.

  Conan has some impressions of Takamori Masumi, but the old classmate filter that he hasn't seen for many years can't cover up her strangeness.

  He thought of the suitcase beside Masumi Takamori. Just now Conan took advantage of the chaos to shake the box, and found that it was empty, and with the packaging not completely removed, she should have just bought this box from the mall.

  It seems reasonable for a famous model to buy a suitcase on the eve of a business trip.

   So remove that for now. There is only one strange place left.

  Conan tugged at Jiang Xia's clothes, and whispered again: "Think about it again, have you really not seen her in the past few years?"

  Jiang Xia: "No."

  Conan touched his chin: "That's weird, I feel that she is afraid of you, but she just gave you tickets again, as if she wants to start the next contact with you."

   "As for why you dare to give me the ticket, I can explain it." Jiang Xia lowered the ticket and showed the elementary school students who are not tall enough to see the detailed information above:

  “Although the venue for the catwalk show is also in Tokyo, the place is relatively remote, almost to the neighboring Gunma prefecture. Many people think it’s too far away and don’t bother to go there.

   "And that day happened to be a working day. Takamori Masumi is already a social person with a job. Maybe in her opinion, students can only attend classes on weekdays, and even if they get tickets, they can't make it to the appointment.

   "Combined with the sudden encounter, she may not have recovered at the time. People in that state can easily make some irrational hasty decisions in order to cover up something. So in the end..."

  While the two were talking in a low voice, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also noticed this.

  —It wasn’t because they were good at reasoning, but because they planned to go to the appointment with great interest, and then calculated the time, and discovered the tragedy of “they happened to be in class when Masumi was walking the catwalk”.

  Suzuki Sonoko almost crumpled the ticket: "Why is it a working day!"

Mao Lilan also sighed: "Masumi gave us the tickets on purpose, she must really hope that we will go there. I remember that her mother abandoned her very early, and her character doesn't like to make friends. If she is alone She walked the show, and there was no audience she knew in the audience..."

Suzuki Sonoko felt sad for a while when she heard it, so she slapped her chest and interrupted the sad atmosphere with pride: "It's decided, let's take a leave of absence! Anyway, the exam is over, and the school is relatively quiet recently. This kind of thing, as expected, must have the support of relatives and friends below. Masumi must have what others have!"

  Jiang Xia: "..."

  Conan: "…"

Although…

but…

  Oh, I hope she will be really touched when we show up there.

  …

  The high school students hurriedly made up their travel decisions and packed their luggage.

the other side.

  Kurosawa Kazuma, who was finally able to walk independently, left the hospital with Hashimoto Maya, who was haggard as a guest **** for a few days, and planned to join the caretaker who came to replace him.

Maya Hashimoto was absent-minded, and followed Kurosawa and Ma out like a ghost, thinking about other things in his heart: "..." It has been so long since I left the island, and even the media have dispersed... Wu Why didn't Zuo come to him?

  What is the purpose of that guy? Do you want to see him survive countless "accidents" like Mr. Ireland, or do you want to challenge Mr. Ireland's authority by training his confidant to draw out this real goal?

  ...Can't figure it out, can't figure it out at all.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." And based on previous experience, when I feel that I have guessed it, it is often the really bad time-for example, when returning to Tokyo from the UK, Mr. Ireland thought that Uzo would not do anything to the plane, so he insisted on Make him drop the parachute.

  Although in another sense, the parachute was indeed thrown correctly, but at that time, Hashimoto Maya would rather hold a parachute, right as it is a quick-acting heart-saving pill...

   Just as he was thinking, there was a screeching sound of the brakes.

   Maya Hashimoto raised his head vigilantly, and saw a streamlined sports car parked on the side of the street. With the hood open, the man in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigarette, snapped his fingers at them: "Why are you so listless? Get in the car!"

   Maya Hashimoto: "?"

  He turned his head to look at Kurosawa and Ma. After a short time together during the first aid period, the relationship between the two is a little more harmonious than before.

   Kurosawa and Ma looked at the car and the people in the car, their eyes twitched slightly, and said to Hashimoto Maya: "Get in the car. This is Inozuka Jiro, the younger brother of the previous Inozuka Taro."

   Maya Hashimoto: "???"

  ...Is the painting style of the two brothers a little bit different? !

  (end of this chapter)

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