Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

Shiraishi wrote down all the information silently, thinking that it was too wise to pretend to be asleep. If he talks about this aspect in the future, he can briefly introduce it like this, and then quickly change the topic.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi suddenly realized that since Conan solved the problem that caused him trouble, he could almost open his eyes.

But before he could sit up, a few steps behind him, someone drifted over across the sofa and said, "Long time no see, Sonoko, why aren't you busy chatting up today?"

This is an unfamiliar female voice, with a pleasant timbre, but unfortunately it sounds strange and not very friendly.

Shiraishi was wondering who this was, but when he didn't think about it, his wrist tightened and someone pulled his arm up.

Suzuki Sonoko grabbed Shiroishi's wrist and waved him behind the sofa like a puppet, and then laughed a few times with a ho-ho: "Your taste in inviting people is really uncomplimentable, I don't appreciate it at all, So I had to bring my own.”

Conan felt that something was wrong: "Strictly speaking, Shiraishi is also invited by Miss Yotsui...!" Before he finished speaking, he was held down by Suzuki Sonoko on the back of his head, shoved it into the pillow, and manually silenced the sound.

Yotsui Reika looked at the hand that Suzuki Sonoko grabbed out of the backrest, and was stunned for a moment.

She really didn't expect that there was someone hidden on the sofa... When she came over, she thought that Suzuki Sonoko was the only companion next to the long-haired girl who looked very quiet.

Finding that this way of taunting would not work, Reika Yotsui's face darkened, and she immediately changed the subject: "Sleeping at other people's banquets is very impolite, and your 'bring your own' taste is not that good. "

"Huh? Lu Ji didn't want to sleep!" Suzuki Sonoko had a blue vein on his forehead, and his hand tightened. Shiraishi almost jumped up from the fingernails he had just trimmed. Considering that it was too outrageous, he was hard. Shengsheng held back.

Suzuki Sonoko, who was focusing on bickering, didn't notice Shiraishi's change, and she even secretly added a little setting:

"Lu Ji's narcolepsy is quite special. Every time he sees someone he hates, he suddenly falls asleep like this. I'm still thinking about why he fell asleep suddenly. It turned out that you came here."

Conan struggled to lift his face from the pillow, feeling that Suzuki Sonoko's logic was worrying: "You scolded yourself in..." The last word "la" could not be spit out, Suzuki Sonoko's hand exerted strength again, and Conan was forced to No sound.

The two girls in exquisite dresses stared at each other across the back of the sofa, and the atmosphere was stiff for a while.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the young man with dyed brown hair and a white suit who was evaluated by Suzuki Sonoko as a flower peacock came over.

Erjiadang Yuji smiled and stood between them: "Miss Lihua, the president is looking for you, it's your turn to give a speech."

Several other young talents nodded their heads next to each other - they all had a dream of marrying Sijing Lihua and inheriting the family business of Sijing, and naturally they were always around her.

Yotsui Reika looked at her harem with satisfaction, and then looked at the solitary hand next to Suzuki Sonoko... Oh, the hand shape is quite beautiful, but so what? The head is green, and in terms of numbers, she wins!

Obtaining spiritual satisfaction, Reika Yotsui snorted, raised her chin, dragged her long dress that fell to the ground, and turned towards the banquet table in front of her.

"...What's there to be proud of! Next time I'll have a party like this!" Suzuki Sonoko sat back to her seat angrily.

After sitting down, she suddenly felt that something was not right, and when she looked to the side, Bai Shi didn't know when to sit up.

"You're awake!" Suzuki Sonoko was a little surprised, but after the surprise, she felt guilty again, afraid that the phrase "bring your own" would be heard by Shiraishi.

Shiraishi kept a polite smile: "Yeah, I had a dream that my wrist got stuck in the meat grinder, and I woke up with pain."

"!" Suzuki Sonoko withdrew his hand and glanced at Shiraishi's wrist with a guilty conscience.

Even if it was half blocked by the cuff of his shirt, he could still see the clear fingerprints pinched out on it... Suzuki Sonoko didn't expect to be so strong under his anger.

She moved one centimeter by one centimeter, and then got up after half a meter: "I'll go get you some drinks! You must be very thirsty when you woke up, ahahaha..."

The exaggerated laughter gradually faded away, Conan got up from the pillow, rolled the dead fish's eyes and threw it aside, and tugged at Mao Lilan's arm: "Sister Xiaolan, my face hurts."

Mao Lilan took out a handkerchief, wiped his face, and whispered, "Don't demolish the garden next time."

Shiraishi shook his wrist, sighed haggardly, took a sip of water from a water bottle from his bag, and silently reflected on what happened just now.

Fortunately, this time I'm just pretending to be asleep. I must be careful when I sleep outside in the future. In this world, boys are really getting more and more dangerous...

…

For people who don't socialize, this kind of banquet is a bit boring. Shiraishi leaned on the magazines in the lounge area for a few hours, and finally waited until the end of the banquet.

However, when the celebrities gradually left and Lihua Sijing was about to go out, the security guard hurried over: "Miss's car was punctured."

Sijing Lihua paused, frowning slightly: "Who is in charge of watching the car? How can I get back?"

The people in the circle were all ears, waiting for her words.

The voice just fell, and Yuji Nikaidou immediately came over enthusiastically: "Go back in my Ferrari."

Yizhilong helped his glasses and stepped forward: "Let's take my Mercedes Benz."

The two had known Reika Sijing for a long time, and the security guard also remembered them, so he added some bad news: "Sorry, the tires of the two of you were also punctured."

"!?"

…

There were a total of six damaged cars, all of which were owned by handsome young men—that is, Lihua Yotsui's apparent mate choice.

Shiraishi's car was safe, or he didn't have a car at all.

This morning, a man who claimed to be the driver of the Shiraishi family brought him over, and then told him that he could call him if he needed to be picked up.

Having said that, there was no signal at all on this mountain base. Just now, Baishi secretly went to the landline to try it out, and sure enough, the landline's cable was also cut.

...It's a clear indication that there will be a mission here.

The calm Rakuta Masashi proposed to carpool down the mountain, but was rejected by Yotsui Reika.

On a good day like her birthday, she didn't want to crowd with other people, so she turned around and told President Sijing, "I'll stay at the villa tonight, and you'll send a car to pick me up tomorrow morning."

Before President Sijing said anything, several young people next to him swarmed up and said in unison, "The suburbs are not very safe. Since this is the case, I will also stay to protect Miss Sijing!"

Sijing Lihua covered her lips and nodded proudly.

…

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the lively scene of the harem over there, and snorted in dissatisfaction with her arms crossed.

She is also the chauffeur. The driver of the Suzuki family was far more reliable than the background driver of Shiraishi. He never left during the banquet and had been waiting here for a long time.

He was about to greet Mao Lilan and Conan to get in the car, but Suzuki Sonoko turned his head inadvertently before getting in the car, and found that Shiraishi still hadn't left. He was standing at the door, looking at the garden. .

...his car broke down too?

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up, waved his hand, and ran over with the exact same movements as the heroine of the manga: "Riuji! Come and ride in my car!"

"Huh? Thank you, but no need." For extra money, Shiraishi politely refused:

"The design of this villa is very good, and it has something to do with me...and my classmate's research topic. I happened to stay to help her get some materials, and I will go back tomorrow."

Conan's eyelids jumped. He had heard Shiraishi discuss this topic with the police department at Yoko Okino's house before. If he remembered correctly, the topic Shiraishi was talking about seemed to be called... the relationship between indoor homicides and the decoration environment?

"…"

Conan tugged at Mao Lilan's hand and blinked his big eyes full of innocence: "Sister Xiaolan, let's stay and play too! It's rare to have a chance to live in such a luxurious villa!"

"It's not good. And this is not the garden's villa, it's the family of Miss Yotsui." Mao Lilan didn't want to cause trouble~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Besides, Reika Yotsui looks like Suzuki Sonoko If you don't deal with it, you may not agree.

"No, there's nothing wrong, there are so many rooms in the villa, it's not bad for the three of us!" It was Suzuki Sonoko who said this.

She was obviously suspicious of Shiraishi's motives for staying, and her unwilling eyes wandered back and forth between Shiraishi and Yotsui Reika.

After turning around a few times, Suzuki Sonoko raised his hand and patted Ma Lilan's shoulder, and clenched his fist fiercely. The whole person seemed to be bathed in flaming flames: "Yes, that's the decision, we also stay!"

Shiraishi thought it was unnecessary, but after looking at Mao Lilan, he swallowed the words of dissuasion.

There's nothing wrong with having one more thug.

And there are acquaintances on duty, maybe you can find time to sleep for a while at night, wonderful.

…

Although he felt that the staying in the villa was not very safe, President Sijing really couldn't persuade his daughter. He had other things to deal with tonight, so he had to explain a few words to the servant and his subordinates before leaving by car.

Yotsui Reika's maid is a small, very old woman.

In addition to them, Shiraishi and the protagonist group were removed, and there were still Takashi Ichiji, Yuji Nikaidou, Takuya Mifune, and Osamu Gojo who were rivals in love, as well as the managing director of the Yotsui Group, Masahiro Rokuta.

The number of people exceeded Shiraishi's expectations. He secretly counted them and found that there were seven passers-by in total. Even if one victim was deducted, it was far from meeting the conditions of choosing one out of three.

This made him a little puzzled, but judging from the distinctive numerical names of these people, there should be a mission this time.

The mountain wind in autumn is not mild, not to mention that it is dark now and the weather is cold. Standing at the door for a while, after waiting for other vehicles to leave, a group of people quickly returned to the villa lobby.