Chapter 82

After getting in front of Bai Yun, Edogawa Conan asked in a pretentious voice: "Where did the big brothers go before? When we came back, two unfamiliar sisters were sitting in our original seats."

When Conan Edogawa solved the case as usual and handed over the case to Inspector Megure and the others, he returned to his seat and realized something was wrong the moment he saw the seat next to him was empty.

Because of the case, the police blocked the train, so no one would get on or off the train. Plus, given the threat of the murder, most people would not leave their seats without permission.

His detective intuition kept warning him that these two were not ordinary people, so Conan Edogawa kept paying attention to the location around him during the subsequent journey.

But until two stops later, the seat was occupied by two unfamiliar girls, and he did not see Bai Yun and the others again.

"Normal." Bai Yun said desperately, "Because those seats were not originally ours. We were evading the ticket."

This unconventional answer made Conan Edogawa confused for a moment, and he subconsciously thought that the other party was talking nonsense: "Haha... Big brother is really good at joking."

Are you kidding?

Bai Yun just looked at him quietly, and when Edogawa Conan realized that the man in front of him seemed serious, he couldn't hold back for a moment.

...No, you guys are acting so sneaky as if you have killed several people, but it turns out you are just trying to evade the ticket! ? ?

And aren’t you teachers? Is it really okay for a teacher to do such a thing? What if students learn about it?

“Puff——”

Bai Yun and Conan Edogawa, who was in the midst of a collapse, turned their heads at the same time and found that the toothless old lady was covering her mouth and laughing, looking up at the sky and the ground but not at their direction.

Conan: “…………”

Just when he was speechless, Edogawa Conan suddenly felt his collar tighten, and then he felt the familiar feeling of floating in the air. He turned his head and met Mouri Kogoro's eyes.

It's bad...

Sure enough, the next second, a familiar dull pain attacked from the top of his head. Edogawa Conan squatted down, covering his head, and groaned in pain.

"Really? It's just causing trouble for others."

Maori Kogoro complained briefly, then looked at his daughter who had followed him and said, "Lan, take care of this guy. I'll go check in."

"knew."

After Maori Kogoro left, Maori Ran rubbed Conan's head and said, "You are wrong this time. There are so many people here. What if you run around and get lost?"

After Conan apologized vaguely, she smiled at Bai Yun with an apologetic look, and then greeted him, "What a coincidence, we meet again. Are you here to visit the festival as well?"

Bai Yun was holding a lot of peripherals, and no one would believe him if he said no, so he nodded and agreed: "Yeah, that's about right."

There is a story behind this celebration.

I don’t know if it’s because it was once hung on a tree, so although people are in awe, they instinctively want to stay away from the tree itself.

Therefore, this group of believers of the sacred tree set up their camp next to the sacred tree and in City C, which was obviously related to the sacred tree.

The influx of a large number of people will naturally bring about a lot of economic benefits. The mayor of City C does not actually believe in the sacred tree very much, but he will look at the reports and know how much benefit it can bring to him.

So the mayor waved his hand and made a decision to set aside a large area as a tourist development zone.

His people thought about it and, following the example of other tourist destinations, quickly decided on the location and date for the annual celebration. They also took advantage of opportunities to publicize the celebration when people were discussing the sacred tree online, and now it has begun to take shape.

Although in theory, this sacred tree was actually planted just a few days ago in an objective sense.

However, due to a bug in the world fusion, the timeline of all events related to the sacred tree is blurred, which has led to the current situation.

The two sides chatted about the celebration for a while.

Mao Lilan had obviously done her homework and knew all the details, including the legends behind the festival and which stalls had activities worth trying.

Due to time constraints, Bai Yun only had time to briefly browse the general situation online, and he didn't know half of what Mao Lilan said.

But fortunately, the performance was still possible. Although Bai Yun seldom made any comments, she always responded, which made Mao Lilan very happy.

Along the way, both Dad and Conan were not interested in this trip. Mao Lilan had no one to share her happiness with, which made her very depressed.

Conan Edogawa became alert when he saw this. He grabbed Ran Mouri's sleeve and started to tease her: "Sister Ran, I'm hungry. Let's go eat something first..."

"There's really nothing we can do about you."

After being interrupted, Mao Lilan was not angry. She was a gentle and considerate girl. Therefore, although she felt a little regretful, she still waved to Bai Yun and left with Conan.

Bai Yun breathed a sigh of relief as he was alone again.

He closed his eyes and wiped his face. When he lost his sight, his other senses became more sensitive. His ears were filled with the hustle and bustle of the world. Bai Yun inexplicably felt a little tired.

He let himself lean back, resting all his weight on the sofa, and his soul seemed to sink with him.

Just when Bai Yun was feeling a little sleepy, he suddenly felt someone approaching him.

The vest's instinct woke him up instantly, and his strong control allowed Bai Yun to maintain his original posture while silently judging the identity of the visitor.

The footsteps came from his side, and the steps were light and floating, like those of an ordinary person.

Just as Bai Yun was calmly thinking about what the ordinary person wanted to do when approaching him, the faint fluctuations in the air and the banging sounds made him judge that the stranger was throwing something at him.

Bai Yun stopped pretending at this time. He first used magical power to protect his hands, and then directly caught the thing.

What he received felt like smooth paper. Bai Yun looked closely and saw that it was a stack of travel manuals. From the spread out inner pages, he could clearly see the reviews marked on them.

The handwriting was large, and the writing was colorful and graceful, with some emoticons drawn on it. The effort put into it was visible to the naked eye.

Bai Yun blinked and his eyes slowly moved upwards.

The old lady who was covering her mouth and laughing just now was still chewing slowly. After noticing Bai Yun's daze, she laughed out loud as if her prank was successful.

"If you feel tired."

The old lady took two steps closer and placed something on the open brochures.

"Then have something sweet."

Bai Yun lowered her head and found that it was an empty piece of wrapping paper. Judging from the smell coming from her nose, it should be the packaging of the dried butter biscuits that the old lady had just stolen.

Bai Yun laughed for a moment, not knowing how to react.

However, after this little episode, Bai Yun's sudden fatigue was indeed dispelled a lot: "Thank you, mother-in-law."

The old lady waved her hands, signaling Bai Yun not to mind: "It's okay, it just so happens that I don't have to take out the trash myself."

Seeing the old woman take two steps back and turn around to walk out of the hotel, Bai Yun, who had always thought that she was stuck in the leisure area like him, was slightly stunned. He took a step forward and asked with some concern: "Where are you going alone?"

The old lady was at least seventy years old. Although she looked energetic, Bai Yun was still somewhat worried.

The old lady explained: "I was waiting for our little boy here, but I don't know why I haven't heard from him for so long."

"I'll go and ask around."

The old lady had made up her mind. She refused Bai Yun's offer to follow her and walked onto the busy street alone.

When Gojo Satoru came back, Bai Yun was still flipping through the booklet.

Gojo Satoru took advantage of his height and stared at the contents of the booklet from above. He said with a hint of smile, "It seems like you are doing well?"

"Well, I met a very interesting old lady."

Bai Yun folded the booklets neatly and held them in his hand, while holding the sacred tree doll in his other arm: "Let's go and deliver the things first."

As the current head of the Gojo family and a top-grade sorcerer, Gojo Satoru's savings are as considerable as his own strength. When he arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor, Bai Yun did not show any inappropriate surprise.

But in fact, although Gojo Satoru never compromises on his expenses, he is often in a hurry, so the hotels he books when he travels are mostly used only to store luggage. So although this is not his first time to stay in the Presidential Suite, it is still not many times.

This time, because he was "Hatake Kakashi" and had no modern identity, he was unable to check in, so Gojo Satoru found another way and simply booked a larger suite.

He originally wanted to secretly observe the expression of his ancestor, but when he found that the other party didn't even move his eyebrows, he couldn't help but secretly make a "tsk" sound.

He discovered that, except for Uchiha Madara, the people from five hundred years ago - whether it was Hatake Kakashi or Uchiha Obito - were all very reserved, and their inner madness was completely invisible.

This is actually normal. After all, modern sorcerers will use various sunglasses to cover their vision in order to avoid attracting the attention of the curse, but in ancient times there were no such convenient items. The sorcerers at that time could only try to increase their survival rate by controlling their expressions.

So the current performance of "Hatake Kakashi" may just be a manifestation of his "professional qualities", but Gojo Satoru still couldn't help but think more about it.

From this perspective, although the world five hundred years later, the field of metaphysics is far less prosperous than it was back then, and the overall level of the sorcerers is almost incomparable to before, but for ordinary people, and even some sorcerers, life in the modern world five hundred years later is definitely more comfortable.

This is a brand new world developed by countless people, which can never be achieved by [Infinite Monthly Reading] and represents a future with infinite possibilities.

So far, Gojo Satoru actually agrees with Uchiha Madara's choice. He even wants to recommend himself and work with him to find ways to further improve this world.

While Bai Yun was packing up, Gojo Satoru stood by the French window, lowered his head and looked down.

People came and went, and at the same time, they were divided into thin streams by the layout of the streets. With Gojo Satoru's vision, he could easily find that there were many foreign tourists among them.

Residents from all over the world are rushing to City C for tomorrow's celebration. This is a trend that cannot be ignored or changed.

Just like the roots always transport nutrients to the trunk.