Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 312 Revealing the Magic Horn

After hesitating for a while, Hoshino Takuya still didn't tell Zhong Changgeng the truth about the situation just now.

In fact, now even Hoshino Takuya himself is a little unclear about what happened before.

"Forehead"

Hoshino Takuya said vaguely, "Probably... an accident?"

"Accident?"

Zhong Changgeng, who was originally indifferent, laughed angrily at Takuya Hoshino's ambiguous statement, "I thought you should know that venting emotions to the weak and those close to you is an act of cowards, right?"

"Chang Geng."

Hoshino Takuya frowned and wanted to explain to Zhong Changgeng, but was interrupted by Zhong Changgeng, "Before you sober up and adjust your emotions."

Zhong Changgeng smelled the lingering smell of alcohol and the extremely faint smell of blood on Hoshino Takuya's body, he did not hide his disgust and resistance at all, "It's better to stay away from the cone first."

Zhong Changgeng looked down at the cone that sat on his feet and stared at its owner non-stop. Zhong Changgeng tried his best to restrain himself from thinking about how many dog ​​hairs would be stained on his trouser legs.

It's summer, Zhong Changgeng exhaled lightly, he heard Hoshino Takuya's mouth opening and closing as if he was saying something, but he couldn't control his mind and became distracted in his heart.

Long-haired dog, it should feel very hot in summer, right?

When Hoshino Takuya sobers up, let him shave the cone.

Good for him, good for the cones.

But speaking of it.
If a long-haired dog is shaved too clean, will it be uncomfortable?
But the dog hair that falls in summer, I don’t know why it feels more unbearable than winter
Zhong Changgeng kept his serious and accusing expression on his face, and fell into deep thought unknowingly.

That being said, there are more mosquitoes in the grass in summer, for the sake of the safety of the cone and the body, it is better to shave the dog hair clean.
"Chang Geng?"

Hoshino Takuya looked at Zhong Changgeng who was standing there with his arms crossed and suddenly realized something, his original explanation slowly stopped.

Hoshino Takuya looked at Zhong Changgeng who seemed to be listening to his explanation seriously, and tentatively called Zhong Changgeng's name.

Zhong Changgeng still listened seriously, but he didn't answer.

really
"Chang Geng?"

Hoshino Takuya sighed helplessly, he was distracted seeing Zhong Changgeng's appearance. "Are you listening to me?"

"Ah."

Zhong Changgeng was suddenly called by Hoshino Takuya's name at a louder volume, and was pulled back from his thoughts as he was running farther and farther away.

"of course."

Zhong Changgeng lied without changing his expression, "Then I know, but you should be careful next time."

"Of course you are."

As soon as Hoshino Takuya heard Zhong Changgeng's words, Hoshino Takuya knew that he must have not listened to a single word of what he said just now.

He weakly wanted to complain about Zhong Changgeng's bad habit of refusing to admit it when he was in a daze, but Zhong Changgeng preempted the conversation.

"When the task is completed, return to the state of life."

Zhong Changgeng's tone was not as cold as when he saw the cone drooping his ears aggrieved at the beginning, but it also sounded like he was not in a very good mood.

"Dinner is in the pot. Tonight is curry. There is rice in the rice cooker. The cone and I are finished."

Zhong Changgeng patted the big ear of the cone lightly, signaling it to follow him.

"Oh, right."

Zhong Changgeng seemed to have suddenly remembered something, his gaze swept over Hoshino Takuya's head, and he turned to warn.

"Don't forget to wash the dishes after you eat, I'll go back to sleep first, keep quiet."

"I see."

Hoshino Takuya sighed lightly, he noticed Zhong Changgeng's strange eyes, but Hoshino Takuya didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, for such a strange person as Zhong Changgeng, it is not strange to do anything.

Hoshino Takuya no longer has the mood to explain to Zhong Changgeng after such a toss, so he reluctantly agreed.

Seeing that Hoshino Takuya had no objection to his request for him to keep quiet, Zhong Changgeng walked past Hoshino Takuya with the cone at ease, and was about to go to his bedroom at the end of the corridor.

"That, Chang Geng."

Hoshino Takuya hesitated for a while, but he stopped and left without looking back, making it clear that Zhong Changgeng was too lazy to talk to him.

"what?"

Zhong Changgeng held the doorknob of the bedroom and looked back at the hesitant Hoshino Takuya angrily, he almost put his impatience directly on his face.

"You look so depressed"

Hoshino Takuya asked tentatively, "Could it be that you stayed up all night?"

Takuya Hoshino inexplicably remembered the text message from Zhong Changgeng asking him what time to go home, feeling a little guilty and unbelievable.

"Oh, I remembered when you said that."

Zhong Changgeng threw the syringe in his hand into the special trash bin at the door, "There are supper and breakfast prepared for you yesterday in the refrigerator, remember to throw it away and wash all the dishes for me."

"what--"

Hoshino Takuya did not expect Zhong Changgeng to really stay up all night because he was worried about his safety.

Hoshino Takuya just wanted to continue to ask, when Zhong Changgeng slammed the door of the room, Zhong Changgeng was obviously unwilling to talk nonsense with him on this boring topic.

Zhong Changgeng.

Takuya Hoshino, who had a gray nose, scratched his head in distress, but his finger was hit by a sharp and cold object.

what? !
Hoshino Takuya's hand hovered stiffly in place, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and tentatively moved towards the position in his memory where he touched the obstacle just now.

Sure enough, Hoshino Takuya can be sure that this is not his illusion, he really touched a cold thing on the top of his head that should have been empty.

Hoshino Takuya obviously didn't feel anything at all, but there was something on his head. For a moment, the Mr. Devil, whose memory was partially erased, skipped countless strange or funny possibilities in his mind.

"Ding-dong-"

The sudden message notification sound startled the stunned Hoshino Takuya, his hand trembled and was stabbed by something sharp.

What the hell? !

Hoshino Takuya grabbed the unknown object on his head with one hand, trying to get it off his head, and he took out his mobile phone that suddenly rang to check the information.

"You have a new text message."

Can't move.

Hoshino Takuya couldn't help but wondered if he really let down his vigilance when he was sleeping on his stomach in a daze, and asked someone to stick a wine bottle into his head, right?
　Thanks for watching chess and painting piano.

　　The author has just had a holiday for two days, and the update is a bit unstable. I will try to fix the update time from tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)