Chapter 644 Want a Peach?
Even after Qianzhu left the room, 01 didn't react. He stood there in a daze for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses.
[The one who freed the host...was it the murderer who killed his parents?]
[If that's really the case...]
[It is indeed a relief for the host to be free from those indifferent and abusive parents...]
[But his parents were thinking of preparing a birthday cake for him when they were murdered...]
[This is completely impossible for those parents! Why did their attitude suddenly change? Is it just because the host is playing the role of a well-behaved and adorable child in front of them?]
01 I can't figure it out, I just can't figure it out.
It's become a mess.
It suddenly really wants to go to that space and see what happened next!
Today, Chizuru and Ran Mouri made plans to go to one of the villas in Suzuki Garden.
So after he got ready, he waited for Kogoro Mouri to come and pick him up.
Although he originally planned to go directly to the Mouri Detective Agency, his plans were thwarted by Ran Mouri and the others because the weather forecast predicted snow today.
I was terrified that he might suddenly faint in the snow.
While waiting for Kogoro Mouri to arrive, Chitake went upstairs to her room and closed the window she had opened that morning. Just before she drew the curtains, she saw Kogoro Mouri arrive in his rented car outside the Chino residence.
Meanwhile, he also caught a glimpse of an interesting fellow lurking in a corner.
Pretending to be nonchalant, Qianzhu drew the curtains, went to the living room, picked up her prepared luggage, and then went out.
Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki were also in the car, as was Conan, who had a cold and was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Chizuru! How did you sleep last night?" Sonoko Suzuki asked as she moved closer to Ran.
"Not bad," Qianzhu said with a smile.
Indeed, it's good, just like usual.
I can be awakened at any time by illness.
Seeing that he seemed to be in good spirits, they stopped asking questions and started chatting about other topics.
When Qianzhu was mentioned occasionally, he would respond in a perfunctory manner.
Nearly two hours later, they arrived at Sonoko Suzuki's new villa deep in the mountains, ending the somewhat long drive.
Look at this bridge, look at this villa, look at the increasingly heavy snow, look at Conan with a cold and illness, the familiar snow-covered mountain lodge mode is about to begin again.
If Chizuru hadn't known perfectly well that Sonoko Suzuki would never bring them to the same villa, he would have really thought this was a repeat of those two episodes, "The Bound Man" or "The Perfect Crime."
As for why a murder is bound to happen in Chizuku, aside from the reason of the sick Corgi, the other reason is that they weren't the only ones who came to the villa; there were also netizens that Suzuki Sonoko had met on the chat website.
Upon entering the villa, Qianzhu glanced briefly at the group of people who were there to greet Suzuki Sonoko, the owner, before looking away.
I don't know them, and I'm not interested.
If he hadn't recently turned down so many invitations that his social interactions were less than or equal to zero, he probably wouldn't have come this time at all.
However, if he doesn't come, certain people won't have the opportunity to enter his house and investigate properly.
However, since they freely entered his home, it's understandable that he might create some minor incidents to gain a small benefit as compensation.
While Qianzhu was thinking about these things, he still maintained a smile on his face. No one could guess what he was thinking through that gentle smile.
"This person's name is Chino Chitake, and she's a composer~"
When introducing his identity, Sonoko Suzuki acted all mysterious.
Qianzhu's smile deepened slightly, and she nodded to them, "Hello."
"Hello, Mr. Chino."
Across from me were three men and three women, one of whom, a man and a woman, were behaving very intimately; it was obvious at a glance that they were a couple.
"Today's lineup is quite impressive..." Qianzhu murmured almost silently.
The man in the couple was a tall, thin guy with a handsome appearance. He was introduced as a novelist named Okazaki Naganobu. The woman had an elegant demeanor and happened to be her boyfriend's editor-in-chief, named Okada Sumie.
Another couple that also seemed to have a close relationship was a brother and sister. The brother's name was Kawabata Nagi, a manga artist, and the sister happened to be his assistant, named Kawabata Megumi.
There was also a man named Shinnosuke Furuya, who was currently unemployed, but dressed like a rich kid. The last woman was named Yumiko Harada, who usually stayed home writing manuscripts and submitting them to publishers.
Apart from Shinnosuke Furuya, their professions seem unrelated on the surface, but in reality, they are somewhat connected.
Moreover, they don't seem to have much connection; they're all gathered here because of Sonoko Suzuki.
That's just on the surface; who knows what really happens behind the scenes?
Qianzhu looked at them, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Before going to the room that had been arranged in advance, Qianzhu gave the young man, who was dressed like a rich second-generation, a look that seemed to be looking at a dead person.
However, the other party did not receive it, or even if they did, they thought the other party might have just glanced at it unintentionally.
Unaware of his impending doom, Shinnosuke Furuya still tried to strike up a conversation with Megumi Kawabata, but Nagi Kawabata, intentionally or unintentionally, blocked him each time.
He could tell at a glance that this guy had ill intentions; there was no way he would let his sister talk to him.
What are you thinking about, bro? You're thinking about peaches.
Kawabata Megumi didn't know about those naive little girls. She glanced at Furuya Shinnosuke, shrugged indifferently, and then chatted with Mouri Ran and the others before returning to their respective rooms.
As for their lunch, the butler told them it was unimportant and would be ready in an hour, at which point they could come down to the living room.
Qianzhu glanced at the time when she returned to her room; it was 10:23.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he closed his eyes briefly, then took out a bottle of eye drops from his luggage and put them in his eyes.
After closing his eyes and catching his breath, he casually wiped away the remaining medicine that had slid down his cheek.
Just then, someone knocked on the door. After putting away the eye drops, he wiped his wet eyes and got up to open the door.
"Conan? What's wrong?"
"Ahem, Qianzhu, don't you also think those people are a bit strange?" Conan coughed a few times because of a cold and then spoke in a muffled voice through his mask.
"What?" His voice was low and a little hoarse, so Qianzhu didn't quite hear him.
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