MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 77 Girl, don't come here

Conan was a little confused for a while, and he began to work hard to model in his mind, simulating how the "black cat" jumped off with a bomb in front of everyone's eyes and successfully survived... Could it be because of the wire that was thrown out?

"What jumping off the car, don't say such unlucky things."

Suzuki Sonoko pinched Conan's face again: "Riuji has been sitting next to me, and he comforted me after the explosion!" She blushed, blinked at Shiraishi, and said shyly and emotionally, "It's really reliable. the man."

"..." You didn't even add a title, did you just call your name... A few hairs jumped out of Mao Lilan's head, feeling that Sonoko's speed of making friends was really overspeed.

…Always?

This word made Conan finally realize one thing.

- At that time, the Shinkansen was closed except for the window on the second floor that was smashed by the thermos cup.

Moreover, when the black cat flew out, the angle was slightly lower than the horizontal. Even if he flew back in a circle, the biggest possibility was that it would be shot flat on the speeding carriage, and a layer of skin was wiped off.

Looking at it from another angle, the fact that you can see Shiraishi with no mess of hair here may not be because of the black cat's amazing escape ability, but... I have pulled off the wrong vest at the beginning?

He pushed aside Suzuki Sonoko's hand that kept poking his face, and looked at this former high school classmate: "Shiroishi really sat next to you just now? Didn't you leave?"

"Yeah." Suzuki Sonoko didn't know what to think, and suddenly one hand held his face intoxicated, and the other hand grabbed a stack of Polaroid photos that had just been spit out, and shook it happily twice:

"It looks good even when you are asleep. The three-dimensional and layered feeling when the sun shines on it is simply..."

"Yuan, Yuanzi." Mao Lilan was sweating frantically, and almost didn't dare to look in the direction of Baishi.

The best friend was probably also affected by the explosion and the sudden evacuation just now. The lady who pretended to be the first gradually disappeared and began to get excited.

If you are so revealing...

She finally couldn't help peeking at Shiraishi, and she saw the other person staring at the photos in Sonoko Suzuki's hands, and she was full of hesitation.

Suzuki Sonoko's words were interrupted by Mao Lilan, and he realized later that the candid photography did not seem to be very good.

She froze a little, laughed dryly, and wanted to put away the "criminal evidence" without incident, but she reached out to the small satchel by her waist, and Conan suddenly grabbed the stack of photos and flipped through them.

The blurred scene outside the window matches the light, and from the reflections from the car window, I can still see Sonoko Suzuki's grinning face and the camera she is holding...

If these can be barely explained as a time difference, then the last one completely makes Conan unable to adhere to the "white stone = black cat" view.

It was a blurry photo, probably caused by the person taking the photo shaking. But even so, you can see a little bit of abnormal light in the background, that is the fire from the explosion.

... Shiraishi was really sleeping on the chair when the black cat flew down with the bomb.

Conan, who came to this conclusion, sighed again, slowly sorted out the photos, handed them back to Sonoko Suzuki, and then looked at the bridge temporarily blocked by the police in the distance with his pockets in his pocket, and closed himself again.

Looking at his expression, and then at Suzuki Sonoko, who was laughing at the photo next to him, Shiraishi unscrewed his water glass and let out a calm sigh of relief as he drank.

I finally believed.

No wonder Conan always likes to choose Sonoko Suzuki as the target of anesthesia when Kogoro Mouri is away - her ability to circle the field is quite strong.

This assist, this evidence collection... Shiraishi almost thought that he hired a caregiver when he was sleepwalking.

Having said that, the photos are really pretty, much better than his previous selfies. I will come over to wash more later, hang them on my wall, and decorate the environment.

Relevant personnel were quickly taken away by police cars, some were investigated, and some were recorded as witnesses.

Conan didn't know whether it was because his goal was small or his aura was easily overlooked, but in the end, no police came to him.

The four quickly got into a car that was temporarily transferred to take passengers to nearby towns.

On the way, Shiraishi saw Conan hiding in the corner, took out a very small thing that looked like a fax machine, and tapped it, asking someone to follow up the case.

In the seat behind, Suzuki Sonoko was also calling her sister in a low voice, telling Suzuki Ayako that there was a problem on their way and they would arrive later.

"Chikako has already told me about the situation. She happens to be on the Shinkansen. If you can't find the way, you can ask her to bring you here." Suzuki Ayako was very talkative and comforted, "Don't be afraid to be late. ."

When the bomb exploded ~www.novelbuddy.com~ the Shinkansen was not far from Kyoto, and it was indeed better for a few people to find a way to get the driver from Tokyo to pick them up.

After getting off the bus, Suzuki Sonoko looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and told Maurilan and Shiraishi about Suzuki Ayako's arrangement.

After that, she touched her chin again, a little worried:

"I haven't seen Sister Chikako for a long time. She has recently changed into a house, and she only stays at home all day long to watch movies, write novels, and change scripts...

"See you again, I don't know if I can still recognize her, but don't get fat, she used to look good."

Speaking of this, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something. She stopped and glanced at Shiraishi, then narrowed her eyes and added in a murmur, "No, today, she'd better gain some weight..."

"Be quiet, it's over when you hear your image." Mao Lilan wiped his cold sweat and reminded in a low voice.

Although I was used to my best friend being **** everywhere on weekdays, but the object of **** suddenly became someone I knew, and I always felt a little ashamed.

The two were biting their ears quietly, when Bai Shi's voice suddenly sounded: "You are talking about..."

"We're not talking about anything! You heard it wrong!" Maori Lanzo stood at attention and turned to Shiraishi stiffly, trying to cover her best friend, trying to help her maintain her shaky image as a lady.

Suzuki Sonoko also immediately shut up and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"?" Baishi didn't pay much attention to the whispers of the two little girls, and didn't understand why Mao Lilan suddenly said such a sentence.

The three of them stared at each other for a while, and finally, Shiraishi, who was still confused, spoke first.

He raised his finger to the side, and decided to finish what he had just interrupted: "Is it her who you are talking about?"