Corpse collector in Conan

Curacao: "..." In other words, instead of rushing into the woods, staying in this villa and dealing with others is a better choice?

For a moment, listening to the faint sound of the wind outside the window, an organizational cadre fell into deep confusion.

…

The little incident of walking into the wrong room was not noticed by anyone except Vermouth.

Soon, the group put down their luggage and returned to the lobby on the first floor.

"It's so cold outside." Suzuki Sonoko huddled in the warm room, only to realize belatedly that her feet were freezing outside.

Thinking of the icy and snowy world she had just seen, and the legend of the Snow Girl and the Lost Woman, she no longer had the desire to go out. She turned to Jiang Xia and Mao Lilan and said, "Why don't we just stay in the house and play some cards or something."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly came to her senses and covered her mouth regretfully: "Wait, forget it, or..."

"Just go make chocolate." A voice came from the side, rescuing a poor high school girl from the hell of playing cards with the Emperor of Europe.

Suzuki Sonoko turned around and saw the female photographer who was with the tourist patting her chest and saying confidently: "I'll teach you!"

Suzuki Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded, "Great, great! I can finally see how this magic chocolate is made."

Judy, who was very concerned about food safety for some reason, raised her head in alarm when she heard this: "Shouldn't the old lady be the one teaching how to make chocolate? How come it's you who's teaching it now?"

The female photographer waved her hand nonchalantly: "Chocolate, isn't it just melted, poured into a mold, shaped, and then decorated randomly?"

She pointed at herself and the short-haired woman next to her and said, "We come here every year and live here. We know the chocolate-making process better than Granny Yuasa."

Seeing everyone looking at them, the short-haired woman smiled shyly and said, "My grandmother is old and her hands are shaking. Making chocolate is a burden for her. Since we have nothing to do, Shiguo and I took over this job. Besides, the people who come here to make chocolate are all young girls. We can chat while making it and have more common topics."

Speaking of young girls, the female photographer suddenly remembered something and slapped her forehead: "I remember there was a tourist yesterday. I need to teach her anyway, so I'll ask her to come over. Yazi, you take the guests here first, I'll be there soon."

Jiang Xia glanced upstairs, then stood up and left with the others.

The female photographer turned and went upstairs to look for the lady named Shirai.

She did not respond, and subconsciously looked towards the window: It was still possible to jump down and run into the woods, but would this reaction play into Uzo's hands?

Just as I was thinking about it, the person outside the house said, "We are going to go to the cottage next door to make chocolate. Do you want to join us? It will be more lively with more people, and we can also exchange ideas and patterns."

"..." Curacao stopped wandering and looked towards the door, as if she saw a road leading to the stage slowly opening up in front of her.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but before she opened her mouth, as an intelligence agent who was good at capturing details, she suddenly realized a problem.

"'More people means more fun'... That's right. Based on my understanding of the group in Tokyo, they will probably all go to the Chocolate House to join in the fun." Curacao thought secretly:

"And the other people in the villa have already left for various reasons. If I don't go, won't I be the only one left in the whole villa?"

It was as if others were performing on the stage, while she was left alone in the backstage facing the director's gaze. In an instant, Curacao's mind was filled with scenes such as "a bomb blew up the whole building", "an avalanche buried the whole villa", "a gas leak and explosion", and "a group of thugs broke into the villa with guns and planned to carry out a massacre".

...Except for the last one, which is tolerable, the other situations are undoubtedly huge troubles.

In a split second, Curacao made a decision. She walked over to look at the cat's eye and said to the female photographer outside, "Wait a minute. I'll be out soon."

Although I would be forced to step onto the stage, there were audiences and logic on the stage, but I didn't know what was in the shadows below the stage.

…

The other side.

The group followed the traveler's girlfriend to the cottage that was specifically used for making chocolate.

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"Although Sister Shiguo just said that making chocolate is simple, there are actually many little tricks to making it."

The short-haired woman said to them as they walked, "In addition to the ingredients, temperature and environment are also very important. This house is the best place to make chocolate - don't be fooled by the fact that Grandma Yuasa seems to be very Buddhist when opening a shop, in fact, she pays great attention to the experience of tourists."

Officer Sato thought of the old lady who asked them to find their room with their own keys, cook their own meals, and teach them how to make chocolate. He was silent for a moment: "..." Really? This didn't sound credible.

"Come in quickly."

The short-haired woman didn't notice the guests' murmurs and walked forward and opened the door.

The room was quite spacious. While the others were looking around, the short-haired woman walked to the cupboard and found the materials needed to make chocolate with familiarity.

"Okay, girls, come and see how I do it. As for the boys..." The short-haired woman raised her hand and pointed to the table and chairs in the corner, "You guys can go out and play for a while. If you feel cold, you can play cards over there. There are poker cards in the cabinet."

Unlike Valentine's Day in the West, here girls make chocolates and give them to boys, and boys will return the gifts on White Day in March.

Calvados realized this belatedly, was slightly startled, and looked at Dr. Arata next to him.

Calvados: “…” I almost forgot that the goddess seems to be disguised as a man now.

…So if neither of them makes chocolate, what will he eat?

An organizational cadre who wanted to eat the chocolate made by the goddess by any means found that the script seemed to deviate from the track he expected.

"Why not try a different angle..." Calvados thought bitterly, "According to my original plan, should I make a piece of chocolate for her?"

Next to them, a short-haired woman separated the guests into two groups, male and female, and then placed the ingredients on the table, laying them out one by one.

At this time, the door opened and closed again, and the female photographer led another tourist in.