Chapter 18341 [Hashimoto Maya: Not good]
Jiang Xia found several tickets dropped at his feet.
He picked it up and walked over to join the conversation: "Is this something you dropped?"
"Ah, yes, yes." Takamori Masumi was like a mouse confronting a cat. He tried to remain calm on his face, but in his heart he didn't want to have any unnecessary interactions with the famous detective opposite him.
She glanced at the thing in Jiang Xia's hand and found that it was not a necessity, so she did not go over to take it. She smiled and covered it up, saying: "Our company is hosting a fashion show. This is the ticket to the exhibition, which includes food and accommodation. I heard that the venue is a French-style villa built by a rich man in the last century. If you are free, you can come and have a look - I still have to prepare for the performance, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, she looked at her watch, as if she was in a hurry, dragged the huge suitcase she had just bought, and left quickly.
After walking a distance, Takamori Masumi quietly looked back.
When she found that the group of classmates did not catch up with her, she breathed a sigh of relief. After turning the corner, she instantly accelerated and trotted away.
…
In the mall.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were still looking at the ticket with great interest at this time.
"Putuo Fashion Design Company, Masumi is a model here?" Suzuki Sonoko recalled the information she saw when she was helping her sister pick out a wedding dress. "I remember that although this company is not big, it has a very high reputation among customers. The wedding dresses they designed are actually very beautiful, but it's a pity that they haven't become famous yet, so they are still a little far from being a real big brand. But if they continue to develop like this, they will achieve some success sooner or later."
Mao Lilan checked the information and was also quite relieved: "Look, Masumi is actually the chief model. It seems that she has completely gotten rid of the dilemma she had when she was a child. That's great."
Jiang Xia was also looking at the ticket in his hand, but he didn't have much impression of this classmate. Jiang Xia was held back a grade when he was in Tongzhi Middle School, so if you calculate the time, he was still a senior of Mao Lilan and the others in elementary school, and he didn't know this strange school girl who became a model later.
Conan did have some impression of Takamori Masumi, but the filter of old classmates who hadn't seen her for many years could not cover up her strangeness.
He thought of the suitcase next to Takamori Masumi. Conan had shaken the suitcase just now and found that it was empty. In addition, the packaging had not been completely unpacked, so this suitcase should have been bought by her from the mall.
It seems reasonable for a somewhat famous model to buy a suitcase on the eve of a business trip.
So, leaving that aside for now, there is only one weird thing left.
Conan tugged at Jiang Xia's skirt and whispered again: "Think about it again, have you really not seen her in the past few years?"
Jiang Xia: “No.”
Conan touched his chin and said, "That's strange. I feel like she's very afraid of you, but she gave you the ticket anyway, as if she wanted to have the next contact with you."
"As for why you dared to give me the ticket, I can explain it." Jiang Xia held the ticket down and showed the detailed information on it to the elementary school student who was not tall enough:
“Although the venue for the fashion show is also in Tokyo, it is quite remote, almost to the neighboring Gunma Prefecture. Many people think it is too far and are too lazy to go there.
"And that day happened to be a weekday. Takamori Masumi is already a working person. Maybe in her opinion, students can only attend classes on weekdays, and they can't keep the appointment even if they get the ticket.
"Plus, they met suddenly, and she might not have recovered at the time. People in that state are likely to make some irrational and hasty decisions in order to cover up something. So in the end..."
While the two were talking in a low voice, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko beside them also noticed this.
——It’s not because they are good at reasoning, but because they were excited to go to the date, and then when they calculated the time, they discovered the tragedy that “they had to go to class when Masumi was walking the runway.”
Suzuki Sonoko almost crumpled the ticket: "Why does it have to be a weekday?"
Mao Lilan also sighed: "Masumi specially gave us the tickets, she must really want us to go. I remember her mother abandoned her very early, and she is not a person who likes to make friends. If she walks the runway alone, there will be no audience she knows in the audience..."
Suzuki Sonoko felt sad when she heard this, so she slapped her chest and interrupted the sad atmosphere with great enthusiasm: "It's decided, we'll take a leave and go! Anyway, the exams are over, and we're not very busy at school recently. For something like a fashion show, it really takes the support of family and friends. Masumi should have what others have too!"
Jiang Xia: “…”
Conan: “…”
Although……
but……
Oh, I hope she will be really touched when we appear there.
…
The high school students hurriedly made their travel decisions and packed their luggage.
The other side.
Kurosawa Kazuma, who was finally able to walk independently, left the hospital with Hashimoto Maya, who had been playing the role of a caregiver for a few days and looked haggard, and planned to meet the substitute caregiver.
Hashimoto Maya was absent-minded, and followed Kurosawa Kazuma out like a ghost, thinking deeply about other things: "..." So much time has passed since he left the island, even the media have dispersed... Why hasn't Uzo come to see him yet?
What was that guy's purpose? Did he want to see him struggling to survive countless "accidents" like Mr. Ireland, or did he want to challenge Mr. Ireland's authority by torturing his confidant and draw out the real target?
...I can’t guess it. I can’t guess it at all.
Hashimoto Maya: “…” And based on past experience, when you think you have guessed it, that is often when things get really bad – for example, when returning to Tokyo from the UK, Mr. Ireland believed that Uzo would not attack the plane and insisted that he throw away his parachute.
Although in another sense, the parachute was indeed thrown correctly, but in that situation, Hashimoto Maya would rather hold a parachute and treat it as a quick-acting heart-saving pill...
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sound of brakes screeching.
Hashimoto Maya looked up alertly and saw a streamlined sports car parked on the street. The convertible was open, and the man in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses and holding a cigarette, snapped his fingers at them: "Why are you so listless? Get in the car!"
Hashimoto Maya: “?”
He turned to look at Kurosawa and Ma. After a short period of coexistence during the emergency treatment, the relationship between the two was a little more harmonious than before.
Kurosawa Kazuma looked at the car and the people in it, his eyes twitching slightly, and said to Hashimoto Maya, "Get in the car. This is Inozuka Jiro, the younger brother of the previous Inozuka Taro."
Hashimoto Maya: “???”
...Aren't your painting styles quite different? !
(End of this chapter)
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