Since you unlocked the new skill, you started using HLJ's account to hack into various criminal websites, then reported them one by one, and finally went to the police station to get rewards.

You are rewarded for having Matsuda transfer the money to a bank card. Of course, you are also the one who registered the personal information of this card. Others cannot check the content and the flow of money, so you don't have to worry about your big account being exposed.

Then, use Jiang Jing's parents' identities to transfer the money to your own bank card, thus creating a legitimate source of income for your own piggy bank.

Little money, little money~Don't be too happy~You are eating the cucumber-flavored potato chips you just bought, humming a cheerful tune.

The world of science is truly magical. Not only are there four seasons in one month, but the lengths of the four seasons are also very different. Now we have arrived at the rare winter.

It was warm in the store, so you just put on your coat and put your scarf on the corner of the table, and you would wear it when you go out. Little Jingguang, wearing glasses, sat quietly reading a fairy tale book. He had recently fallen in love with stories about knights.

"Ding-ling-ling--" the sound of wind chimes rang out, and you looked up. It was Jinpei Matsuda at the door. He first brushed off the snow on his body at the door before stepping into the store.

"What brings our great police officer here?" You said with a smile, "You haven't been here for a long time."

"Hello, Brother Matsuda~" little Jingguang called out obediently.

You find it strange that Xiao Jingguang has not had any memory recovery reflex towards Matsuda since their first meeting. Could it be that this is a one-time thing?

Although Matsuda felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar, he did not associate him with anything else for a while.

"What a nasty weather!" Matsuda muttered, picking up the potato chips on your table very rudely. "It's been very busy recently. A guy reported a lot of things, and we are processing them one by one."

"Who?" you ask knowingly.

"You know HLJ. He contacted you once." Matsuda said, "Come to think of it, has he contacted you again?"

“No,” you shook your head, “I haven’t seen him since.”

Matsuda didn't seem surprised at all. He shrugged and said, "That's how people are. They rarely repeat their targets and are very cautious."

"What do you want to eat today?" You pointed at the sushi counter. "Just take a look. There are some new products."

"I'm not here to buy sushi today—" Matsuda Jinpei smiled, then took out three tickets from his wallet, "Holiday, work benefits, three-day trip to Blue Snow Mountain Villa, do you want to go?"

"Wow," you said in surprise, "this is such a good thing!"

"This is drawn, I drew three of these," Matsuda said, "and then I remembered that you and Jiang Jing happened to be the two of us, so I came to invite you two to go together - so are you free this Friday?"

“Of course,” you nodded, “Do you need anything to prepare?”

"No need, the stuff is all there," Matsuda put the ticket back into his wallet, "I'll keep it for now in case you lose it. I'll drive over to pick you up on Friday."

"Okay!" Xiao Jingguang was very happy.

"Okay," you rub your hands, "I haven't gone out and played freely for a long time~" Every time I go out, I encounter Conan and cases, so I can't play at all!

On Thursday night, you told the chef to take three days off, and then went straight to the doorstep of your home to wait for Jinpei Matsuda the next day.

You wrapped yourself in a beige scarf, which was fluffy and soft, and you could bury half of your face in it. You put a rabbit-ear hoodie on little Jingguang, and the pink rabbit ears that drooped down just reached his shoulders, which looked very cute. Little Jingguang opened his mouth and breathed out, and he had a lot of fun watching the white mist coming out.

Matsuda Jinpei's black car arrived at the gate on time at the appointed time. He was dressed neatly and rolled down the window: "Get in."

While waiting for the traffic light, Matsuda habitually took out a cigarette from the cigarette box. You coughed in the back seat, and he looked up at the rearview mirror, seeing your deathly gaze.

Matsuda: “…”

You gestured, pointing at Xiao Jingguang who was sleeping on your lap.

Well, take care of the kids. Matsuda Jinpei quietly put his cigarette back in. Really, I can't smoke to my heart's content every time.

You patted his shoulder and made a gesture of spreading your hands.

Jinpei Matsuda gave you a slightly puzzled look, and you smiled and mouthed the word "lighter".

Matsuda: “…”

You: (smile.jpg.)

Matsuda (dead fish eyes jpg.): “…” He took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to you.

You put away the lighter with satisfaction and whispered, "I'm afraid you can't control yourself, so I'll keep it for you first and return it to you later~"

"OKOK..." Matsuda maintained his deadpan expression.

“Next time you come to buy sushi, I’ll give you a 40% discount~” You patted the other person comfortingly.

"Fifty percent off." Matsuda replied quickly.

"OK."

The journey was quite long and the heater was on in the car, so you closed your eyes and rested in the back seat, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Until you were woken up by Matsuda: "We're here, don't sleep anymore."

You rubbed your eyes, and were almost blinded by the reflection of the snow outside. You covered your face and said, "Oh my god, there is too much snow."

"It's the suburbs." Matsuda Jinpei said, bending down to take out the lighter from your pocket, "Take it~"

“Hey wait—” Before you finish your words, the other person has quickly lit a cigarette and taken a puff.

"We've already gotten off the bus. Stand farther away with Jiang Jing in your arms so you don't get inhaled by the secondhand smoke." Matsuda Jinpei said with a smile, "I've been holding it in all the way."

"Smoking is harmful to your health." You woke up Xiao Jingguang and stood beside him. "Be careful with your lungs. You still have to serve the general public."

"I understand, I understand." Matsuda Jinpei waved his hands nonchalantly and joked, "Come to think of it, you really don't know how to smoke? Do you need me to teach you?"

“Forget it,” you stamped your feet in place, “Just finish it in one gulp, it’s freezing out here.”

"Tsk, you're in the air-conditioned car." Despite saying this, Matsuda still put out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can beside the outdoor parking lot, "Let's go."

The car was parked in the outdoor parking lot outside, and the hotel had to walk a little further in. The road leading to the hotel was a simple narrow cement road with trees on both sides and snow on the ground.

Little Jingguang never gets tired of walking on the snow. He keeps walking along the edge of the road, and his feet make a crunching sound. You wanted to remind him not to get his shoes wet, but seeing how happy he was having, you didn't say anything. You planned to go back to the hotel later and find a place to dry his shoes.

"This place is so hard to find! Really, how can there be such a remote hotel."

A familiar voice from far behind you makes you pause.

"Okay, Dad, it was you who insisted on coming here."

"It's so hard to win the prize, how can I waste it!"

Matsuda Jinpei saw you stop and turned around to ask, "What's wrong?"

"As long as I don't look back, everything will be just hallucination." You said seriously.

Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows and looked back: "Oh, it's the Mori detective family."

"Conan-san!" Xiao Jingguang waved and greeted excitedly.

"What a coincidence, you guys are here to play too." Xiaolan said with a smile.

"Yeah, what a coincidence." You maintained a stiff smile, and out of the corner of your eye you saw Conan pulling Xiao Jingguang over and saying a few words to him. Xiao Jingguang had a confused look on his face, and finally Conan had a helpless expression.

Little Jingguang has turned into a child again, Conan's comrade strength -1.

Jinpei Matsuda also chatted with Kogoro Mori, Ran bent down to chat with Kagemitsu, and you grabbed Conan by the collar and took him aside.

"Why do I see you everywhere? Can't you just go to school or stay at home?" You look unhappy.

"I should be the one saying this," Conan said with a half-mooned look in his eyes, "Why is it you again?"

"I just wanted to have a good little vacation," you looked at Conan and finally sighed, "but when I saw you, I knew I was going to take a bath again."

"Hey, hey, that's really too much."

"Okay, okay, I hope this time there won't be too much trouble." You put your hands together, stood up and prepared to leave, but suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, Conan, can you send me your schedule in advance next time?"

"What do you want my schedule for?" Conan subconsciously became alert.

"Nonsense, of course I'll avoid you when I want to have some fun." You rolled your eyes, "You go east and I go west."

Conan: “…”

A group of you walked into the hotel - it was a residential-like hotel. Although it was called a hotel, it could also be called a private mansion - an old wooden house with only two floors.

"Can this place really accommodate so many people?" Xiaolan asked doubtfully.

"Oh, of course not." A bald middle-aged fat man walked out from the side, smiling, "So only a certain number of people are invited to each event."

He took a few steps forward and said, "Hello, my name is Yamada Daisora, and I'm the owner of Blue Snow Villa."

"Hello." Everyone greeted him. Mao Li and Matsuda showed everyone's tickets.

"It's great that you came. It's time to prepare lunch." Yamada Daisora ​​made a gesture of invitation, "Follow me to the restaurant."

There was only one long table in the restaurant, surrounded by wooden chairs, and some people were already sitting there waiting - four people in total, a man and a woman in their twenties, who seemed to know each other, sitting together. A blond foreigner, probably in his thirties, with a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth, was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at his phone.

There is also a person with black curly hair, very white skin (even a bit sickly white), wearing tight leather gloves, leaning on a wooden chair with his head slightly lowered, as if taking a nap. You feel like you have seen him somewhere before, so you focus your scrutiny on him——

He suddenly opened his eyes and met your gaze - those dark red eyes were like the deep sea, dark and dangerous, with no bottom to be seen.

"..." You looked away and felt a chill on your back.

You now truly feel that this is probably not going to be a pleasant holiday.

The author has something to say:

When I was writing about the interaction between Matsuda and Jiang Lai, I suddenly thought about the possibility that they would fight over the fake wine issue in the future, and I got very excited (?)

It's really hard for non-criminal writers to write original detective plots...

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