Chapter 167 Tomorrow's Blossom

"Okay, you can get off the car." After Tsukiyama Asari parked the car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, he asked the children in the car to get off.

Yoshida Ayumi, who was sitting next to him, got off quickly. The girl stretched a little, looked around, and said with emotion, "There are not many people camping today."

"Is it because we came too early?" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko also followed the girl's line of sight and looked around, and then responded, "Let's go up the mountain quickly, maybe we can get a place under the shade of the tree now."

"Yeah!" Yoshida Ayumi nodded. When the group was about to go up the mountain, Tsukiyama Asari, who was carrying a tent on his back, suddenly stopped.

"Hey, isn't Genta here?" The black-haired man looked around and asked with some confusion.

The man's voice drew back the attention of the children who were originally preparing to go up the mountain with great enthusiasm. Ayumi Yoshida put her hands on her hips and complained angrily, "Where did Genta go again?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked around, "Really, if we don't hurry up and go up the mountain, we won't be able to grab a good spot. We have split up to find...ah, over there!"

There were few cars in the parking lot. The boy looked around carefully and found Kojima Genta who was conspicuous not far away. The group hurriedly shouted his name loudly, asking him to come over quickly.

"Wait a minute!" Kojima Genta shouted without turning his head, "Come and look, this motorcycle is so cool!"

Ayumi Yoshida and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who were anxious to go up the mountain to grab a spot, were immediately attracted by their friend's words and ran to his position in a few steps.

Soon, several children started chattering around the supposedly "cool" motorcycle.

"It's really cool!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya circled the motorcycle, which was too tall for the children, and said excitedly, "It's black, and the lines are so smooth."

"Yeah, maybe the owner of this handsome motorcycle is also a very handsome brother." Yoshida Ayumi agreed, and then she thought of something and frowned, "But... why would someone ride a motorcycle to camp? Wouldn't it be inconvenient to have a tent?"

The chubby boy next to him said, "Maybe they are just here to climb mountains? Isn't this very popular recently, that is, something light... uh..."

"I don't think so."

Several people looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that Edogawa Conan had run to the front of the motorcycle without knowing when, and was looking down at the surface of the motorcycle above the wheel. "Look here..."

There were some not-so-obvious water marks where he pointed with his finger, as if water drops had flowed down the body of the motorcycle.

"It rained heavily last night. Although there were no obvious water marks on the surface of the motorcycle, this place, which can only be exposed to a small amount of rain due to the front cover, will leave very obvious water marks, which means that the motorcycle was parked here at least last night." The boy explained, rubbing the place he just pointed with his fingertips, showing the dust on his fingertips to others.

"Really..." Yoshida Ayumi whispered, "If we've already stayed here for a night, it would be inconvenient without a tent, right?"

"Maybe you came with friends? The tent is on your friend's car." The boy retracted his gaze and put his hands behind his head with some boredom, "If we don't go up, there will be no space under the shade of the trees."

"Ah! That's right, we have to hurry up the mountain!" The children who had been surrounding the motorcycle for a long time and were reluctant to leave immediately realized their original goal. Yoshida Ayumi ran to the entrance of the mountain first with her pink shoulder bag, "Let's go!"

"Good!"

"So energetic." Haibara Ai followed the others and commented, and got Conan Edogawa's helpless dead fish eyes, "You really say this like a seventy or eighty-year-old old man would say."

"Really?" The brown-haired girl waved her hand without comment and caught up with the children who were already running away.

The boy with glasses was about to raise his feet to catch up, but he saw Tsukiyama Asari, who had not said much since just now, looking at the motorcycle that had just been watched with a somewhat suspicious expression, as if he was thinking about something.

"Asari-san?" Edogawa Conan called him hurriedly, and after seeing the man come back to his senses, he asked, "Is there anything wrong with this bike?"

"No problem... I just feel a little familiar." Tsukiyama Asari was stunned for a moment before responding. He unconsciously pulled in the tent backpack on his shoulder, and his knuckles turned white because of too much force, "It's very similar to Shugo's, or it's exactly the same model."

Kasugawa Shugo?

The boy's eyes widened and he immediately spoke nervously, "So he might be on a mission in this area, then will camping hinder them from doing..."

"There shouldn't be a problem. If there is danger, they will definitely temporarily block off this area. If not, it might just be an ordinary investigation?" There was a subtle hesitation in Tsukiyama Asari's voice, and he added, "But... it's just the same model of car, it may not be his. Let's go up first."

"Ah? Um..." Edogawa Conan pursed his lips, reached out and held the hand extended by the black-haired man, and followed the children with him.

"Actually, there's something I've always wanted to ask Conan." Halfway through the journey, Tsukiyama Asari suddenly spoke. He turned his head, and although there was no one else around, he still picked up the boy he had been holding in his arms, and added in a low voice, "About the... force that made you smaller?" "

The organization." Edogawa Conan corrected him slightly, he put his arms around his brother's neck, his expression becoming serious because of this question.

"Actually, I...that day..." The black-haired man hesitated, as if he didn't know how to start the conversation, and frowned in distress, "I saw him."

"Him?" The boy was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was talking about his brother who had been missing for decades. His eyes widened, "You saw him?!"

"Yeah." Yueshan Chaoli lowered his eyes, "It was too dark at the time, and I didn't see clearly... But I shouldn't have made a mistake, but..."

"He should be nearly twenty years older than me, but the one I met that day was...very young." The black-haired man frowned and recalled. According to what happened before and the comics, he should have met Yutani Miu once before, but that time he was hit on the back of the head by Amuro Toru and fell asleep in the car. He felt someone beside him in a half-awake state. It was not a formal meeting, and it was impossible for him to notice his brother's too young appearance at that time.

"So I wonder if he is also related to the organization that made you smaller. Apart from that organization, I can't think of anything else...that can do this." After the man rolled the overly magical word "eternal youth" in his mouth, the emotions in his eyes sank.

"I..." Edogawa Conan was stunned for a while before he reacted. For Tsukiyama Asari, his younger brother died because of the organization, and his brother was also deeply trapped in the quagmire of the organization, but he did not participate in all the processes like the boy. Probably until now, he still doesn't know what Yutani Mia has experienced, and why Asuka Kiri died.

He has always been reluctant to mention this matter to make the other party sad, but now think that perhaps the truth is the best comfort.

But now is obviously not a good time to confess. The boy lowered his eyes, and the frame of his glasses and eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes. He whispered, "After I go back, I will tell you everything I know."

Tsukiyama Asari nodded and said "hmm" lightly. At the same time, in his mind, the system set off a small firework.

[Congratulations, you are finally going to become a character who knows the detailed main storyline information.]

The black-haired man heard the strange meaning from the mechanical sound of the system without any emotional ups and downs. He twitched his mouth, remembering that he was just casually browsing the forum and was suddenly enlightened by a reply. He found that he actually had no contact with the organization at all!

All his information came from the vest, so he knew the whole story, and even knew a lot of information that the little detectives who had social networks across Japan and the United States did not know, so he never asked, and completely forgot that for Tsukiyama Asari, he should only know a little bit of relevant clues, and he didn't know any in-depth information.

Let the little detective tell him again, so that the more he knows, the less he will be restrained when he takes action. Tsukiyama Asari muttered to herself, but before she could think of anything else, her thoughts were interrupted by the girl's crisp voice.

"Ah! Conan, you were so lazy that you let Asari carry you up!" Yoshida Ayumi had already taken a position under the shade of the tree. At this time, she turned around and looked at Edogawa Conan who was still in Tsukiyama Asari's arms. She couldn't help but raise her voice, "Asari must be very tired carrying everyone's luggage!"

"Yeah." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko came over and took the bag from Haibara Ai, adding, "You're acting cute with Asari again."

Kojima Genta curled his half-moon eyes like a boy wearing glasses on weekdays and complained, "You're really not shy..."

"Who's being coquettish?!"

Edogawa Conan raised his voice with a red face. He hurriedly asked Tsukiyama Asari to put him down, then picked up his bag and explained unconvincingly, "We were just chatting."

"Oh--" Several people responded in a strange tone, "You can only chat if you hold him?"

Haibara Ai looked at the boy's increasingly red face, crossed her arms and sneered at the side, but still spoke up to help this high school student who couldn't argue with the real kid, "If you don't set up the tent now, it will be too late to make lunch."

"Let me set up the tent." Tsukiyama Chaoli squatted down and placed the tent and luggage he was carrying on the picnic blanket that the children had just laid out under the shade of the tree. He reached out and rubbed Yoshida Ayumi's hair, and said with a smile, "Can I ask you to go to the mountains to pick some branches for firewood? I'll make curry and grilled fish for you for lunch."

"Sure!" The girl nodded with shining eyes.

"Did Ayumi bring a jacket?" The black-haired man looked at the pink dress Ayumi Yoshida was wearing, and sighed when he saw her shaking her head. He took out a very clean small jacket from his bag and handed it to her, "Wear this first when you go to collect firewood. If you don't wear a jacket, you might get such a beautiful dress dirty. Did you bring a jacket, Ai?"

The girl in the sleeveless top shook her head and explained indifferently, "Clothes of this color are not easy to get dirty."

"It's better to put it on." Tsukiyama Asari handed over another coat. "It's easy to hurt your arm in the woods. Wearing a coat is safer... It seems a bit big."

After saying that, he squatted down, lowered his eyes, and slightly rolled up the sleeves of Haibara Ai's coat, adjusting it to a suitable length.

"Hmm..." Yoshida Ayumi watched from the side and suddenly clapped her hands, "I feel like Asari-san is like mom."

[Your influence is really great, Asari-san mom. 】

Tsukiyama Asari listened to the system's complaints, and helplessly suppressed the corners of his mouth that were twitching subconsciously. He just stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's soft cheek and smiled, "Okay, be careful. I think you should look for it here. It looks easier to go."

Hearing this, several children looked at the place the man pointed to. They saw that the branches and leaves there were much sparser than other places, and even a path was vaguely trampled out. It was indeed much more convenient to move than other places.

"Okay! Then our Junior Detective Team officially sets off!" Kojima Genta rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand and said loudly.

"Genta, don't roll up your sleeves so high. Brother Asari just told you that you can get hurt easily." Yoshida Ayumi scolded. After she finished speaking, she wanted to pull up the always uninterested Haibara Ai, but when she turned around, she saw the brown-haired girl with her head down, staring at her neatly rolled-up sleeves in a daze, wondering what she was thinking.

"...... Ai?"

After hearing the girl's voice, Haibara Ai came back to her senses. Her expression became a little colder, as if to hide her previous emotions. She hurried to the place where Tsukiyama Asari just pointed, leaving the others behind.

"Ai, wait for us!" Yoshida Ayumi hurriedly followed.

This road was just as the few people had observed just now, very convenient for movement. The girl picked up a lot of broken branches after walking for a distance. She frowned and said, "It feels like the branches of these trees have been broken by someone. It's really too much!" There

were broken branches and dead leaves mixed with soil under their feet. The surrounding trees on the side close to the path were full of sloppy cracks, as if they had been chopped with a knife. Even some wild flowers growing at the roots were not spared.

When the three children complained angrily about the bad guy who destroyed the trees, Haibara Ai, who had been walking in front, retreated to the side of Edogawa Conan and whispered, "Hey, Kudo. Do you feel a little bit uncomfortable?" "

Well... very uncomfortable."

The little detective frowned. He squatted down and brushed off the fluffy soil on the ground. He saw a footprint that was already covered for the most part. It seemed that it was left after the rain stopped last night.

The boy looked at the shoe print carefully, and his brows wrinkled more and more.

"Did you see anything, big detective?" Haibara Ai asked in a long tone beside him.

Conan Edogawa did not respond immediately. He waited until he carefully looked at the half shoe print with the strange pattern, and even imitated it by drawing it carefully on the mud next to it before he stood up and replied in a low voice, "Let's call them back first. If I'm not mistaken, these shoes are professional combat boots. The person who left this shoe print is probably a professional..."

Due to the special nature of Suemitsu Sosuke's profession, he had heard the other party explain the corresponding professional equipment during a short break after training. This shoe print was left by a professional combat boot, but the style was older and had been eliminated by the current military.

Now, the biggest beneficiaries of this kind of combat boots that are easy to obtain and have strong performance are...

"... hired mercenaries." Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth and whispered.

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