Chapter 2186 2197 [Curaçao's Prayer] Ask for monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
Compared to this fake audience, Mao Lilan watched much more seriously. The first wave of fireworks was particularly bright. She looked at the illuminated night sky and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful."
Conan was about to nod in agreement when a laughing voice interrupted him. A female voice jokingly said, "For those who don't watch much, it's true."
Conan: “…”
Jiang Xia and Mao Lilan turned their heads following the sound and saw the long-haired beauty who had just interacted with them.
Mao Lilan remembered that her sister was still saying "too many fireworks, I'm tired of watching them" more than ten minutes ago, but now she didn't even miss the first wave of fireworks, so she couldn't help laughing: "You're here after all."
The long-haired beauty held her chin up to the sky and said, "Everywhere I go, people say today's fireworks are beautiful. I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well go and watch them again."
A few people chatted for a few words, and suddenly someone came running towards them from behind, panting heavily.
The footsteps were coming towards them. They turned around instinctively and saw the iron man rushing over, panting.
He looked at the night sky above and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't miss much."
Almost at the same time, the woman in the knitted hat slid over and stopped beside him.
Unlike the steel man who was only concerned with the fireworks, the woman in the knitted hat who had fought countless times that night quickly noticed the difference in the team. She asked in confusion, "Aren't Chihiro and your friend with the hairpin here?"
Mao Lilan was also puzzled: "Sonoko went to the bathroom. I remember you went to the bathroom before. Didn't you meet her?"
The woman in the knitted hat shook her head. "Maybe I just missed it. When I went there, the restroom at the rink was being cleaned, so I took off my shoes and went to another regular restroom."
Conan heard it and whispered to Jiang Xia: "I'll bet a mystery book - Sonoko must have missed the start time because she was too lazy to change her shoes."
Jiang Xia: "I bet on this too."
Conan: “?” Two people placed the same bet, what should he do with his mystery book?
Conan, who had his allowance deducted because he backstabbed his father a while ago, said humbly: "...We can't play like this, change your bet."
The two small groups got together and chatted happily.
This scene was captured by all nearby surveillance cameras, and soon, it was transmitted along the data stream to the eyes of several other dark creatures.
Vodka looked at the people who appeared one after another on the surveillance video, typing away like flying fingers, silently showing off his professional knowledge:
[The originally scattered people gathered one by one - those who have studied Uzo know that when such a phenomenon occurs, it often means that a murder has occurred.]
After saying that, Vodka manually @ Chianti, fearing that others might not have noticed: [What a pity, the long-haired woman you chose is still alive.]
After sending it, Vodka quickly set up a few blocked words.
Almost the next moment, Chianti's message popped up: [**, *****! *****]
Vodka pushed his sunglasses up with a concealed look: "..." Ha, what do you mean by prediction.
Cohen: [Chianti said the dark-skinned man I chose was hers, too.]
Vodka: “…”
Indeed, except for the fashionable woman and the dark-skinned man, the other three people in the passerby group have all arrived. The dark-skinned man does have a chance of being on the death list - although he is a burly man, everyone has a gun, and the difference in force can be eliminated here.
Vodka was unsure for a moment, but he still had to save face, so he replied coldly: [You have no chance of winning, no one knows Uzo better than me.]
After a pause, he quickly added: [Except my eldest brother!]
Vermouth on the other end: “…” Haha.
She put away her phone, stood with her back to the surveillance camera, and scanned the bustling crowd, her eyes quietly stopping on Conan.
She didn’t even notice that Wu Zo was secretly hiding the Aptx 4869 experimental subject, but she still has the nerve to take on the title of “the one who knows Wu Zo best”... It should be her who knows this little devil best.
On the other side, in the dark night, Curacao held a gun in one hand and picked up his mobile phone with the other hand to glance at the mini program, and his eyes twitched violently.
Curacao: "..." Knowing Wuzo better means that he has more contact with Wuzo - what is there to be proud of? He should have cried and run to the shrine to exorcise the evil spirits.
Stupid driver.
...But it's not just one or two days since Vodka started to act stupidly.
After waiting for a few seconds, there was no new message from the Passersby Mutual Aid Association, so Curacao put away her phone and went back to work - she actually didn't like working overtime, especially at night when she should have been relaxing and resting.
But after working with a colleague a while ago, Curacao now feels that his happiness index has skyrocketed - there are no sudden murders, no silent gazes from certain people behind him, no police officers who will surround him at any time... It turns out that there is no happiness without comparison.
I hope my boss will never succeed in poaching anyone in his lifetime.
Loyal Curacao prayed silently.
…
In the center of the stage, the high school students and passers-by were unaware of the gazes being cast upon them.
Mao Lilan chatted with the woman in the knitted hat for a while, then belatedly remembered something. She looked around and asked Jiang Xia, who had a higher vision than her, "Did you see Yuanzi?"
Jiang Xia shook his head.
Mao Lilan sighed: "Why is it so slow? Could it be that there are too many people and she can't find us?"
As the saying goes, the next moment, a scream of "Ah!" was faintly heard from the direction of the bathroom - Suzuki Sonoko's people didn't arrive, but the sound penetrated through numerous obstacles and reached this side.
Mao Lilan was originally lying on the railing. When she heard the familiar voice, she stood up straight: "Sonoko!"
Conan's detective instinct kicked in, and he jumped off the railing and was about to skate to the bathroom. Vermouth remembered that he was just pretending that he couldn't skate, and she stretched out her leg at the railing to trip him up.
But before Conan landed, Jiang Xia suddenly reached out and grabbed him while he was still in mid-air.
Then he slid towards the bathroom without any pause.
Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief silently: I have to admit that when there are no conflicts, Uzo is indeed a very reliable teammate.
It’s just that the way he holds Cool Guy looks familiar… Wait, isn’t this Jiang Xia’s usual move for catching cats?
The "new doctor" pushed his glasses and fell into deep thought.
…
At the door of the restroom next to the ice rink, a large group of people, both men and women, gathered, all of whom were attracted by the screams to watch the show.
Jiang Xia rushed over by squeezing through the crack and looking up, he saw Suzuki Sonoko standing outside a single room. She was staring at the room through the wide-open door with her eyes wide open.
Jiang Xia put down Conan, who he was carrying with him, and slid next to her.
Following Suzuki Sonoko's gaze, a beautifully dressed corpse appeared before my eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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