Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 829 Belmod: Why don't you even let Angel go! Ask for a monthly pass (`)

   Thinking of this, Conan looked at the pile of fancy children's snacks in front of him, and then looked at the spicy edamame, sashimi, fried tofu, etc. in front of Jiang Xia, which seemed to be more suitable for adults.

  Conan: "..." It's not incomprehensible. Instead, if you go out to eat with beautiful girls, even if you can't drink, you will never pick those cute-looking and childish snacks, and you must also get something serious. It's a matter of face.

  The side of the dining table is relatively dark, and it is not easy to notice what you eat, but the side where you take the meal is relatively bright.

  Conan thought that Jiang Xia probably didn't want to go to the children's area to pick up food, so he simply rubbed his snacks to eat when he came back... So, being a child has this convenience.

  …

  It was already dark, and the lighting level of the rooftop restaurant was comparable to that of a bar.

   In the dim light, Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice the fake child's hesitant gaze.

  Under Conan's gaze, he ate the half of the potato cake left in his hand in one bite, and then looked at the stage, but his hand touched Conan's plate skillfully...

   felt empty.

   The hash browns have been eaten.

   Jiang Xia was stunned, turned around and glanced at the dinner plate, which happened to meet Conan's eyes.

  One second, two seconds...

   Jiang Xia silently retracted his hand, took the napkin and wiped his fingers gracefully, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Next to   , Conan sighed, picked up the plate resignedly, walked to the area where the children's meals were placed, and decided to take a little more this time.

Jiang Xia's parents seem to be busy all the time, and his nanny is a bit strict. I am afraid that not only will he not get snacks for Jiang Xia to eat when he is a child, but he will force him to eat vegetables... As a calm high school student without childhood, Jiang Xia thinks It is normal to experience children's snacks when you have time.

  Thinking of this, Conan simply changed a large plate and began to pack snacks for three people.

  ——By the way, take a little for Xiaolan, in case she wants to eat it too but is embarrassed to take it. After all, after a closer look, the people who came to this area to pick up snacks were all children about the same height as Conan.

  …

  Belmode seemed to be concentrating on the performance on stage.

   But her attention was actually always on the three high school students next to her.

   Just now, when Conan was staring at the plate and tangled.

  In the direction behind him, the drummer of the previous band, Yusuke Nakamura, went up the stairs to the roof, stood in the shadow of the corner, and looked at their table several times, as if hesitating.

  Belmaud remembered that this was the guy who Uzo watched admiringly several times when the band was singing just now.

   And she looked at her watch and found that nearly 20 minutes had passed since Yusuke Nakamura's band ended their concert. It stands to reason that they should have left. But now...

  Bermode quietly leaned back in his chair, looking at the suspicious person out of the corner of his eye.

   Just when Conan was carrying his plate and went to pick up his meal. It may be because a seat was vacated, and there was a hint of "you can join here" in the silence.

   Nakamura Yusuke, who had been hesitating before, finally seemed to have made up his mind and walked over with a guitar.

   "Excuse me, is this Mr. Jiang Xia?" Nakamura Yusuke looked at Jiang Xia and asked.

   Jiang Xia put down the things in his hand and nodded at him.

Yusuke Nakamura smiled lightly: "Sure enough, I thought it was you just now, but the light was too dim to recognize—do you remember me? Last month, we chatted a few times on Nippon TV Station. ."

   Jiang Xia nodded friendly: "Of course."

  Nakamura Yusuke continued to laugh, touching the back of his head as if embarrassed:

"I actually like reading your case-solving reports. I wanted to ask you for an autograph that day, but it was a workplace and I didn't think it was appropriate. When I was debating whether to speak up, you had already left. So...that... …”

   He turned over the guitar in his hand, and the back side that was convenient for writing was facing Jiang Xia. He handed it to him, and asked expectantly, "If possible, can I ask you to sign here?"

Beside   , Belmode held his chin and silently looked at this seemingly normal scene: "..." Someone actually wanted Uzo's signature?

Even if you don't consider the identity of "Uzo", it's just the detective's signature, and it's very unlucky to wear... Of course, she didn't say that Uzo and coolguy are unlucky, just subconsciously want to analyze the thoughts of ordinary citizens, and then feel that , these guys who are looking for detectives to sign are somewhat brave.

   However, if you think about it carefully, Nakamura Yusuke asked Uzuo for an autograph, but he may not really worship him. Maybe it's just for some purpose...

   Thinking of this, Belmod raised his hand and twitched his chin.

  Although just now, in order to provoke Uzo to reveal the script about Kogoro Mori, she deliberately said something like "If you watch too many of these dramas, you will find it unremarkable." But now there are really "actors" walking in front of them... Maybe it's because she hasn't actually watched a few live shows yet. At this time, Belmod actually felt a little curious in her heart.

   was curious when he suddenly saw the side. Mao Lilan rummaged through his body for a long time, and finally found a notepad the size of a palm and held it in his hand.

   Then Mao Lilan looked at the book, and then at Yusuke Nakamura, before he stopped talking.

  ——She actually wanted to ask Nakamura Yusuke for an autograph while Jiang Xia signed it for Nakamura Yusuke.

   But when he came out tonight, Mao Lilan didn't expect to win the lottery ticket for this rooftop restaurant, and he didn't know that he would find someone to sign.

   So now, she doesn't have an autograph book on her.

   And this small book with a lot of chores in her hand, the size of a palm, was too casual, and she was too embarrassed to speak.

   Nakamura Yusuke keenly sensed the movement here, glanced at Maurilan, and vaguely understood.

   He smiled and said, "You know me?"

   "Of course! I like your songs very much." Mao Lilan never picks stars, and Yusuke Nakamura sings really well.

   What's more, at this time, if you say something like "Haha, I just heard of you, I'm not familiar with you"... and so on, it will be too heart-wrenching, Mao Lilan can't do such a thing. If you hold on, you have to be an iron powder.

   Nakamura Yusuke was very happy to meet fans.

   He took over the guitar signed by Jiang Xia, and he seemed to be in a better mood, so he glanced at the small book in Mao Lilan's hand, and proposed:

   "I have a few band posters in my bag. If you don't mind, go get one with me. I'll sign it on it - it's also more memorable."

"OK."

  Mao Lilan didn't think too much and followed him happily.

   After watching the whole Belmode: "..."

   Just now, when Uzzo handed back the guitar, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the guitar was deflected at an angle.

  Bermode glanced up and saw something strange in the deep cavity of the guitar through the circular sound hole.

   (end of this chapter)