Chapter 146 Birds and Light

"It's done!" Before lunch, Suzuki Sonoko, who finally finished making the cell phone chain, held up what she had in her hand, "Look, isn't it cute!"

She glued the panda's eyes a little crooked, making the whole panda look not very smart, but the girl didn't think it was a problem, and held the silly panda in her hands to show off to everyone.

"It's quite cute." Mao Lilan commented with a smile, holding the small metal pendant with peach blossom in her hand, "I'm done too."

"It's really well made." Suzuki Sonoko came over to take a look, and then joked with a gossipy face, "Now you can go over there to draw lots and see what Shinichi feels for you."

This woman... Edogawa Conan complained helplessly, but he was really curious about what Mao Lilan would draw, so he simply put the mobile phone chain he had already made aside and followed her.

"Brother Xiao Wu, are you done with yours?" After standing up, the boy suddenly remembered that Asuka Wu also made a metal pendant that could hold things, so he turned around and asked.

"It's done." Asuka Kiri then stood up. He really had no interest in drawing such things, but if he really wanted to write something, he would have no idea where to start, so he decided to draw lots.

Mao Lilan stood in front of a box with many small bookmarks, closed her eyes and clasped her hands together for a long time, and then took one out from it.

In contrast, the white-haired boy next to him was much more casual. After the girl drew the lot, he reached out and took one out at random, without rushing to read the content.

Mao Lilan immediately opened it and read it.

Seeing her face flushed instantly when she saw the content, Edogawa Conan hurriedly grabbed her and said anxiously, "Sister Xiaolan! What's written in it? Let me see--"

"No--"

Maori Ran blushed and wanted to take the bookmark back, but she didn't expect that the next second she felt her hand was empty. Suzuki Sonoko had already snatched the bookmark and smiled, "Let me see--"

"...I only wish your heart is like mine."

After the short-haired girl muttered this, she covered her mouth and smiled as she moved over, "I knew you would ask questions about that guy. Don't worry, that guy must have the same idea as you, there is no mistake--"

"Sonoko--" After hearing his words, Ran Mouri's already red face became even hotter. She snatched the bookmark back in anger, and then carefully put it in the sign, "But... I still didn't get the answer."

Edogawa Conan looked at her and seriously pulled up the girl's hand that was pounding at her side.

Of course, my feelings are the same as yours.

"Where's Kirito?" Suzuki Sonoko turned her gaze to the white-haired boy next to her, "What's written on it? I don't think you look like someone who would ask silly questions like Ran."

"What silly questions are you asking! Marico--" Ran Mouri scolded.

"Hurry up and take a look. What's written on it?"

Fei Niao Wu then remembered his bookmark. He picked up the small piece of paper and read it aloud.

"I hate that you are not like the moon in the river tower..."

"What do you mean?" Suzuki Sonoko frowned and took it and looked at it for several times.

"I remember this poem is about parting, right?" Mao Lilan said worriedly, "I always feel that the implication is not very good."

"Maybe because we are leaving tomorrow, so we picked out such a poem." Edogawa Conan said quickly, "And you can't believe this. If you think the implication is not good, just don't use this bookmark."

"That's right, throw it away and write a new one by hand."

Several people chatted and turned to walk into the hall. Asuka Mizuki looked down at the small bookmark again and threw it into the trash can.

After lunch, everyone gathered together again and took a lot of photos. Finally, the journey ended successfully. The next morning, a police car drove to the door of the hotel and took away the four robbers who were tied up.

Without a means of transportation, Kasugawa Shugo simply got into the police car and drove away amid Hagiwara Kenji's complaints that he seemed to have mixed into the ranks of prisoners being escorted.

"Thank you for your hospitality these days." After moving the luggage to the trunk, Tsukiyama Asari smiled at Toyokawa Norika, who waved her hands repeatedly and sincerely thanked them for their help these days. "By the way, Mariko

, you said yesterday that you would give the tickets to Asari and the others. Have you delivered them yet?" Ran Mouri, who was waiting nearby with her bag on her back, suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask.

"Of course I did, and I also left one for Shinichi, the reasoning geek."

"But I don't know if Shinichi will come back by then." Mouri Ran's original expression was filled with worry again, "He hasn't come back for so long, I should give him a call... Come to think of it, I haven't seen Mr. Suemitsu since a while ago."

"I'm going to find Mr. Suemitsu!" Seeing that the other party was about to dial his own number on his mobile phone, Edogawa Conan quickly took the opportunity to turn around and run back to the hotel. When he rushed to the second floor, Kudo Shinichi's phone rang.

The boy quickly hid in the bathroom and answered the phone. After answering the call, he came out with his head down and dejected. Unexpectedly, it was Okiya Subaru.

"Mr. Subaru? Why are you here..." The boy's words were not finished before he was covered by his mouth. Subaru Okiya put his finger on his lips, signaling him not to speak.

Edogawa Conan followed the other's line of sight and saw Suemikatsu Sosuke, who he had just used as an excuse, in the lounge on the first floor. He seemed to be picking up things that the previous few people had left in the lounge, and in front of him stood Mizuhara Ena with her hands behind her back.

"Mrs. Mizuwon, long time no see." The man nodded to her while sitting in the wheelchair, "I guess you prepared all the dishes for me?"

The crab hotpot was the only one that didn't have spicy dipping sauce prepared. He also deliberately put less chili in the fried rice, and even replaced the spicy curry with the same sweet taste. When he was eating it, he found that the taste was completely different from the vest and the original body, and he thought there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

"Long time no see." The old lady who used to be the store manager here bent over and tried to show a friendly smile with her wrinkled face. She squinted her eyes, as if she couldn't see clearly, and tried to reach her hand over here. "Now my eyes are a little blurry. I didn't recognize you until the next morning. What happened to your leg? Did you fall?"

"...Yes." Suemitsu Sosuke looked at her and laughed, "I accidentally fell."

"I told you to be careful then." Mizuhara Ena muttered after hearing this. This look was completely different from when she was the owner and entertained them a few years ago. Maybe she has aged a lot in the past few years. "You young people just like to make a fuss. You got hurt while making a fuss in the hot spring. Really..."

The man lowered his dark red eyes and listened to the other party slowly recounting some old stories.

"My eyesight is not good now... Fortunately, I recognized you, otherwise you would have suffered from the dishes made by Shibagaki. That guy likes to try spicy food the most."

Suemitsu Sosuke was stunned for a moment, and then he spoke after seriously recalling the previous trip, "I remember that time, I don't think I mentioned the problem of taste."

"A young man came to me specifically to ask for a favor. He said that if he sees you two coming together in the future, he wants me to pretend that all the things related to spicy in the kitchen are used up, so that your stomach, which has been harmed by tobacco, coffee and fast food, will not be harmed again." Mizuhara Ena said, "But now I'm not the manager anymore, so I can only ask Shibagaki to let me be responsible for your dish."

The man with dark red eyes was silent for a while, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Sorry, can I have a cigarette?"

The scar on the man's hand made the other party look at him with doubt. After noticing this, Suemitsu Sosuke subconsciously withdrew his hand and hid his scar behind his wide sleeve.

"Of course, but it's better to smoke less." The old lady with poor eyesight thought she was dazzled. She looked around and said, "Come to think of it, the children who came before didn't come today. Are they busy?"

"No." The metallic sound of the lighter colliding rang out in the lounge. When the man lowered his head, his sharp eyebrows and eyes actually showed a unique softness. The firelight illuminated half of his face. "They went on a trip abroad."

"Then why didn't you go with them?" After asking, the old lady looked at his legs covered by a blanket and kept covering her mouth and laughing. "What? So you missed the opportunity to travel with them because you accidentally fell? It's really careless. You can only go after your leg injury heals. I've been looking forward to your return trip. I feel like I've become younger just by looking at you."

"Yeah."

"Mr. Suemitsu..."

Feeling that Suemitsu Sosuke didn't seem to want to talk anymore, Edogawa Conan ran over and lingered on the cigarette in the other's mouth for a moment with a disapproving look before speaking, "We should go."

"It's Conan." Mizuhara Ena recognized him immediately, bent over and smiled, "Your son is really smart and cute. Shibasaki even prepared a box of snacks for this little friend to take back."

"Son..." The boy was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was referring to himself, and quickly waved his hands, "No, why did the old lady think I was Mr. Suemitsu's son?!"

"Huh? Because both of you have black hair."

Hey, what kind of reason is that! There are not many people here who don't have black hair, right?

Edogawa Conan was choked and speechless for a moment.

"Well, it's time for you to go." Mizuhara Ena insisted on sending the few people out the door, "Mr. Suemitsu, please come often in the future."

"Well, I will..." Suemitsu Sosuke looked down at the boy walking beside his wheelchair and swallowed his original words, "I will let my son come often."

"Mr. Suemitsu?!!" Edogawa Conan's face turned red.

The black-haired man said this without blushing or beating his heart. Based on the principle of not taking advantage of others, he quickly clenched his fist and coughed twice to hide the smile on his lips, "Let's go."

The boy stomped his feet hard as he watched the other person leave, but a smile appeared on his face, and he chased after him in a few steps.

"The weather is nice today." After watching the two people walking towards him, Subaru Okiya said, "Let's go."

Feeling that Suemitsu Sosuke was in a depressed mood because of the conversation just now, after returning to the car, Subaru Okiya said casually, "I heard that the forest road nearby is suitable for driving in winter."

"...Drive?" Suemitsu Sosuke asked back. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked the man up and down, "No."

Although it is indeed a good way to relax, but...it's not like he hasn't experienced this guy's racing skills before. He feels like his head is about to fall off, as if he is tied to his death by a seat belt. Roller coasters are more stable than this.

No, according to Shuichi Akai's personality, as long as he gets on his car, he can't think of not going.

Is there any vacant seat on Matsuda Jinpei's car?

Suemitsu Sosuke lowered his head and pondered for a while, then put his hands back on the armrest of the wheelchair and immediately moved back a little, "You guys go back by yourselves."

He went to find Hagiwara Kenji and the others to get a ride.

As soon as he refused, Suemitsu Sosuke felt that the big and small in front of him looked at each other, and then looked at him at the same time. Edogawa Conan tilted his eyes and gave him a strange smile. Before he could figure out what it meant, he was surrounded by people from the front and back.

"What are you doing...?" He frowned and asked, and before he could turn around, he was picked up from the wheelchair by the person in front of him. Edogawa Conan opened the car door the moment Okiya Subaru made a move.

Suemitsu Sosuke finally reacted when two people cooperated tacitly to press him to the back seat and fasten his seat belt. He slapped Edogawa Conan, who was sitting in the passenger seat and had not had time to be happy yet, fiercely.

"It hurts--" The boy immediately complained while covering his head.

"Your behavior can already be classified as kidnapping." Suemitsu Sosuke said speechlessly, feeling that his student's style of doing things was getting closer and closer to that FBI in some aspects.

Some of Amuro Toru's words were really right!

"You have to relax once in a while, teacher." Edogawa Conan turned around and smiled at him flatteringly, which made his facial curves look even rounder. "I want to eat the beef dishes specially provided for winter here. Why don't we go back after dinner?"

"Didn't you just have breakfast?" Suemitsu Sosuke narrowed his dark red eyes, making the boy shrink his neck.

"Haha... Then go eat when you're hungry." Edogawa Conan quickly avoided the gaze of his teacher and turned his head to pretend that nothing had happened.

At this time, Okiya Subaru finally adjusted the wheelchair, put it in the trunk, and then opened the car door. The scene in the car made him understand something instantly, and a smile appeared on his face. "The air here is very good. Doctor Seto said that driving more often is good for the body."

... Seto Hitoshi? These two guys have learned to use doctors to bully others!

Suemitsu Sosuke took a deep breath and waved his hands, "...drive slower."

"Don't worry." Knowing that he meant to compromise, Subaru Okiya once again mentally raised the attending physician's influence on the hedgehog-like patient in front of him to a higher level and assured him.

Don't worry? I'm not at all! Your promises are as unreliable as the promises Kasugawa Shugo made to other people!

Suemitsu Sosuke looked at the person in the driver's seat and adjusted the seat belt to make it tighter.

Seat belts really give people a sense of security.

After seeing the vehicle drove away relatively smoothly, Tsukiyama Asari reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief. After Subaru Okiya and the others left, Jinpei Matsuda also said hello and drove away.

Morofushi Kagemitsu drove here by himself, but after leaving the hotel, he could no longer have close contact with the others. He waited for a long time after Matsuda Jinpei and his group left before taking action.

"Okay, everything has been checked, and there is no problem." Amuro Toru patted the trunk of the car, turned around and said to the others, "It's time for us to go."

"Shall I drive?" After Tsukiyama Asari's proposal was rejected, he could only sit in the passenger seat again. It was not until the car drove halfway up the mountain that he remembered the entrance that Suzuki Sonoko gave him in the morning.

Recalling the information on the ticket, the man couldn't help but reveal a helpless expression.

March 12th... It's really a familiar date.

The man opened the video website in the system that he hadn't opened for a long time, and tuned to the awful movie trailer video that he watched a long time ago. He listened to the female reporter reading out the date in a broadcasting tone several times.

It's really... a tragic future that can't be avoided. The feeling of going there even though you know there are bombs planted inside is really... like going to the execution ground.

But I don't know if it's really possible to research that kind of antidote. Yesterday, Edogawa Conan came to talk to him. He promised to ask Asuka Kiri's opinion without revealing his identity, and he was going to give the blood and hair samples to the little detective after returning.

Tsukiyama Asari turned his head to look at Asuka Mizuki who was sitting in the back seat and looking down at the mobile phone chain in his hand. His melancholy eyes fell on the other person's white hair, which felt softer than that of other people. Why

not just shave his head.

The black-haired man touched his chin and muttered.

A bald head is better than this white hair full of buffs.

Amuro Toru who was driving next to him couldn't help but turn his head to look at Tsukiyama Asari next to him.

What's going on? I inexplicably felt a chill next to me just now.

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