The next day, the snow covered the earth, giving it a white coat.
Uncle Mori was driving slowly down the road in his rented car.
While driving, he complained, "Honestly, why do we have to go all the way to the cabin in the mountains to make chocolate?"
Kōyū glanced at the grumbling Mori uncle, then turned to look out the car window, thinking to himself.
“You said you didn’t want to come, but you still came because of your daughter’s request.”
A classic case of saying one thing but meaning another!
That's just how Uncle Mori is. He always talks about why he's going, but his actions speak louder than words as he drives the group there.
"It's all so that I can be a good bride."
Sonoko said, her face slightly flushed.
"Even if you can't do it at home, why do you have to come all this way to do it?"
Uncle Mori curled his lip, somewhat disdainfully.
"You don't know? I heard that the chocolates made over there have a high success rate in bringing together couples."
"superstitious."
After hearing Sonoko's explanation, Uncle Mori looked incredulous. If it were that simple, no one would bother making chocolates to give to the goddess.
Xiaolan had a different reaction after hearing this.
"So you're planning to make the chocolates and then give them to Mr. Kyogoku to confess your feelings to him!"
A smile appeared on Xiaolan's face as she clasped her hands together and looked at Yuanzi, her expression full of blessings.
Upon hearing Sonoko's words, Kōsuke suddenly recalled that famous scene.
At the same time, I feel sorry for the prisoners every day.
Sonoko gave a hesitant reply; that was exactly what she had planned to do.
However, she didn't have the smile she used to have; instead, she looked somewhat dejected.
"Sonoko, what's wrong?"
“Ah Zhen has been really something lately. She hasn’t called me at all, and when I do call, it’s always busy or she leaves a voicemail.”
Sonoko sighed, "It's all my fault. I could have confessed when I gave her the sweater last time, but I insisted on saying that I didn't make it myself."
"I didn't manage to give him the sweater last time, so I called him and said I wanted to make a chocolate by hand for Valentine's Day to give to the person I like."
Hearing Sonoko's words, Kōyū couldn't help but rub his forehead.
People in love are blind and suspicious, always thinking about all sorts of random things.
Of course, this refers to those who have admirers and admirers, but for someone like Guangyou in his previous life, it's not called being suspicious, it's called precognition.
Xiaolan was comforting the garden, while Guangyou leaned against the window, gazing at the beautiful snow-covered scenery outside.
In his previous life, he was a southerner, a native southerner.
They see snow and it's like something else.
I was incredibly excited.
It finally snowed, but it didn't accumulate at all.
Having a snowball fight is like a dream; it's practically impossible to have one.
Perhaps this is a regret for those who are from the South.
When we arrived at Chuidu Mountain Villa, it turned out to be more of a villa located deep in the mountains and forests than a mountain villa.
An elderly woman named Chiyoko Yuasa came out to greet them.
Speaking of making chocolate, Chiyoko felt a little helpless. It just so happened that a couple confessed their love to each other while making chocolate here.
Later, when the young couple discussed this in the newspaper, well, all sorts of single people came to make chocolates hoping for a romantic relationship.
The results were obvious: some people succeeded, and some did not.
People would pay her for making chocolates, which was one of Chiyoko's sources of income, but it only happened a few times a year.
What troubled her at the same time was that after the male owner of the villa, Chiyoko's husband, died four years ago, rumors of ghosts haunting the place spread, resulting in a significant decrease in tourists.
"Well, if it starts snowing outside, don't go out. If you don't want ghosts to give you special gifts, you'd better listen to me."
These words made Ran, who already had little resistance to ghosts and monsters, unable to resist taking Sonoko's hand.
"A special gift?"
"It's chocolate. The terrain here is very complex, and people often die here."
A man with a small mustache walked out of the villa and slowly explained, "Strangely, every year around this time, chocolates are often placed on the snow, next to the bodies that have been found."
Guangyou was somewhat speechless. In a place like this, if it snows at night, especially when the wind is strong, it's easy to get lost.
Unless you're really asking for trouble, why bother going out in this weather?
"It sounds so real, I would have believed it if I didn't know the plot."
Guangyou looked at the man and murmured, "The female ghost's next target is you."
"What did you say?"
Ai heard Kousuke mention something about the plot and the objective, and she turned around to ask, "What plot and objective did you just say?"
Guangyou quickly waved his hand: "It's nothing."
The man's name was Erheng Jiagui, and he appeared to be a traveler staying at Chuidu Mountain Villa.
There were two women behind the man, one of whom appeared to be his girlfriend.
After saying a few words, he parted ways with the group, saying he was going to work.
The other woman also told him to be careful.
Erheng's girlfriend is a lively-looking girl named Gan Liya.
Even before a case has occurred, Conan's curiosity remains boundless.
Ignoring all etiquette, she went straight to ask Aya what her boyfriend did for a living.
Yako didn't pay much attention and introduced Erheng as a reporter.
Guangyou scoffed at this. A reporter?
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