Chapter 181118 [Sharing a Bed with Uzo]

Several students who were soaked like drowned rats were persuaded to go back to the old hotel.

A group of people sat in the hall with extremely solemn expressions.

Suzuki Sonoko looked left and right, unable to bear the silence, and whispered to Jiang Xia, "I always feel that the atmosphere is a bit strange. They don't seem to be just afraid... Did the death of Tsukishima have such a big impact on them?"

Before Jiang Xia could say anything, a voice interrupted him from the side.

Chikada Eimi put on her glasses again without her noticing. She walked over to Suzuki Sonoko and spoke with a hint of strange excitement:

"For our drama club, Tsukishima Fuyuko is indeed the most special person - she is like a born star. Her every move on the stage will firmly attract everyone's attention. I am afraid that an ordinary person like me will never be able to shine as brightly as her."

"Senior Eimi..." Mao Lilan looked at her peaceful smile and was a little worried about her mental state. "Are you okay? If you are scared, you can tell us. Don't just hold on."

As if Chikada Eimi sensed her worry, she smiled and shook her head: "Afraid? No, I'm different from others. I'm not afraid of Tsukishima Fuyuko's ghost at all. On the contrary, when she was alive, standing next to her would be as painful as being dead... Haha, I don't know if she can understand my sadness now. I really want to meet her. If she wants to come to see me, then come."

As she said this, she seemed to think that it was a bit stupid for a group of people to gather in the hall, so she turned and went upstairs: "I'm going to bed, good night."

With one person taking the lead, the others left one after another, each with their own thoughts, and returned to their own rooms.

Conan looked at their backs, thinking of Eimi Chikada just now, and was silent for a moment: "...these people in the drama club speak in such an artistic way."

Jiang Xia felt the same way: "Yeah." If Gin were invited over to hold a literary exchange conference, they would probably have a lot in common.

Come to think of it, Vermouth sometimes speaks like reciting poetry...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia turned and looked at Vermouth.

But he just happened to see that the other person was also turning his head, and nonchalantly averting his gaze from him - Vermouth was peeking at him again.

Jiang Xia: “…” Alas, this experienced literary young woman has finally been smoothed over by life.

But instead of looking at him, shouldn't Vermouth look at her Angel and Cool Guy? After all, they are the key factors in the murder case.

…

Compared to those college and high school students whom I have just met, Jiang Xia and other knowledgeable classmates are much more pragmatic.

"that……"

Suzuki Sonoko weighed her own fighting power, quietly grabbed Jiang Xia's sleeve, and with her other hand grabbed Mao Lilan: "Let's stay in the same room tonight. In case a murderer really sneaks in, we can take care of each other!"

Conan woke up as if from a dream: "Yes, I should have reminded others to try to stay in one room... But one room can't hold too many people, and if two or three people live together, it would be troublesome if one of them is the murderer's accomplice, or even the murderer himself. It's better to live alone and lock the door."

When Suzuki Sonoko heard his words, her face turned pale: "Such a brutal murderer is scary enough, but he actually has an accomplice?!"

Jiang Xia glanced at his wrinkled sleeves and consoled him, "It's just speculation."

Next to him, the "new doctor" heard the students' suggestions and his ears twitched.

Mao Lilan noticed that he was paying attention to this side, and without any exclusion, she pulled this school doctor from the same school into the team: "There are two double beds in a suite. Doctor Shinde and Jiang Xia will sleep, and I will sleep with Sonoko. This way everyone will be safe!"

——Dr. Xinchu looks like a weak civilian. It is too dangerous for him to live alone. It is better to leave him to Jiang Xia's care.

Vermouth's eyes twitched: "..."Safe?

...Innocent children. The only scary thing on this island has been invited into your room.

But on the other hand, for Angel and the others, having a most troublesome guy in the same room to suppress them, other dangers might be weakened?

Vermouth was in mixed feelings. After thinking for a moment, she finally followed them upstairs.

…

After Jiang Xia finished washing up, he sat on the bed and yawned. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the "new doctor" pretending to change into pajamas and walking over.

He turned to look at Vermouth, then looked at the remaining half of the bed, remembered something, hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you just sleep on the sofa."

Vermouth was startled.

Then suddenly his eyes lit up and he became interested.

Before, she had a little bit of caution about being in the company of a tiger. Now, seeing Jiang Xia chasing her away, she suddenly remembered that he was actually just a real high school student—just turned 18, had no emotional experience, and even if he had handled many cases, he was still a little brother with only a fraction of her experience.

Thinking of this, the nervousness in Belmode's heart disappeared.

She sat on the edge of the bed, leaned lazily against the headboard, and laughed in a low voice that couldn't be heard by the neighbors: "Why, are you nervous?"

Jiang Xia glanced at the mermaid who was unfortunately pinned down by her and was struggling to pull herself out from under her legs and angrily slapping her. Then he looked at the other ghosts who were caught off guard and dodging hastily: "..."

...As long as Vermouth doesn't mind being targeted by some petty-minded ghosts in the future, he doesn't mind having half of his bed taken up. Anyway, the bed is quite big.

…

I thought the night was full of dangers, but as time passed, it seemed very peaceful.

It’s quite different from the plot that Vermouth imagined.

Wu Zuo didn't toss and turn as she had imagined. Instead, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, as if the person lying next to him was not a charming movie star, but a piece of pleasant soothing incense.

On the contrary, Vermouth, who is usually a night owl, couldn't sleep at all - she couldn't play with her phone or read the news on this broken island. This schedule was too healthy for her and far exceeded the sleep time she actually needed.

It was late at night when Vermouth finally felt sleepy after staring wide-eyed and thinking about life.

Who knew that just as he was slowly falling into a not-so-sweet dream, the bed next to him suddenly shook, and Wu Zuoteng sat up, as if he had been awakened by a dream.

"..." Vermouth, who had finally fallen asleep, was forced to open her eyes again, "What's wrong?"

Wu Zuo was probably still half conscious in the dream, and his voice was a little confused: "It seems like there is a ghost."

Vermouth: “?”

...Would Uzo be afraid of ghosts?

She suspected that she was still asleep, so she stroked Jiang Xia's back with her hand and said sleepily, "You are dreaming, go to sleep."

Jiang Xia sat still, as if he was silently sensing something, but to no avail. After a while, he reluctantly lay down and fell asleep again due to sleep inertia.

He fell into a deep sleep, but next to him, Vermouth woke up belatedly.

Vermouth: “…” Wait.

Why does Wu Zuo's tone just now not sound like the fear of a nightmare, but more like...

excited?

...the kind of excitement that comes from wanting to catch a ghost in your hands and see for yourself.

(End of this chapter)