Chapter 74: Cointreau Chapter·Variation
In order to give Kasugawa Shugo time to scare the child, Tsukiyama Asari went to make a phone call before returning. As expected, he saw Edogawa Conan with a stiff and awkward smile on his face.
He suppressed his smile and pretended not to know the man who frightened the boy so much that his face turned pale.
"It's okay." The other party turned back to his harmless look and waved his hand with a smile on his face. Tsukiyama Asari frowned slightly and felt a small blur in the upper right corner of his vision. He saw a small piece of fluff on his eyelashes through Kasugawa Shugo's perspective. He reached out to pull it but couldn't find the right position.
Tsk, he fiddled with it for a few times, and rubbed the eye vigorously, trying to rub the fluff away, but he almost rubbed it into the eye.
"Brother Asari, I..." Edogawa Conan finally reacted. He saw his brother half-closed one eye, frowned and rubbed it randomly, and quickly stood on tiptoe to help him, and at the same time let him stay away from the dangerous man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Before he finished speaking, he saw that man suddenly took a step closer and reached out to touch Tsukiyama Asari's face.
......!
'Or we need some compulsory measures'
Is that man going to take compulsory measures now? !
The little boy even stopped breathing for a few seconds, his voice stuck in his throat, he could only wave his arms and legs silently, he wanted to aim the anesthesia device at the man, but after raising his hand, he remembered that his watch was broken yesterday.
Kasugawa Shugo didn't pay attention to the movement over there anymore, he put his other hand in his pocket, held the other's face gently with one hand, rubbed the man's eyes with his thumb, flicked his eyelashes, trying to drive away the mess of hair.
The feeling of the gloves against his face was strange, and the surface of the fabric was too rough for his eyes. Under the dual stimulation of the rough fabric and the wool, Tsukiyama Asari squinted his eyes, and a thin layer of water appeared in his eyes. The strange feeling of the most vulnerable part being rubbed made him subconsciously reach out and grab Kasugawa Shugo's hand with insignificant strength, barely resisting the action of dodging backwards.
"Brother Asari!"
Frightened by the strange actions of this man with a dangerous aura, Edogawa Conan finally reacted. He stepped forward stiffly and grabbed the hem of Tsukiyama Asari's clothes, and at the same time quietly attached the button-type eavesdropping device to the person opposite.
The fingers wrapped in the fabric lightly brushed away the fluff, and wiped away the physiological tears accumulated in the eye sockets. Kasugawa Shugo put down his hands and distanced himself from the others, taking out the buzzing mobile phone in his pocket, "I have something else to do, I'm leaving first."
Tsukiyama Asari responded vaguely, and waited until the other party walked away before meeting the eyes of the boy with a serious face at his legs.
"Does Asari know him?"
"...No, it's the first time I've seen him." It was indeed a bit reckless to let Kasugawa Shugo help him with his eyes. Tsukiyama Asari froze for a moment when he heard the words, and then, based on the principle that as long as he could restrain others, they would not be able to guess, his eyes showed a bit of confusion appropriately.
Hearing this, Conan Edogawa calmed down again. He carefully checked the other party and found no bugs.
What was the purpose of the man's action just now? Was he planning to take his hair sample...
Before the little boy could think of a reasonable purpose, there were two squeaks from the other end of the bug, and a "beep" sound came from the answer button. Conan Edogawa quickly abandoned the question he was thinking about just now, avoided Tsukiyama Asari who was asking questions about the tied-up murderer, went to the side and put on headphones, constantly monitoring the movements over there.
"...... Already got it."
The man's voice was distorted with a slight electric current sound, and his tone was much more serious than before. After the voice sank, it was very hoarse, "I know...... it is......"
"The 29th? Beika...... Beika Hotel. Got it......"
Edogawa Conan's eyes froze, and he quickly wrote down the time and location. Just three days later, Beika Hotel...... He remembered that he had seen the invitation letter at the Mori Detective Agency two days ago. On the night of the 29th, there was a banquet at Beika Hotel.
"No, no......"
The man said, squeezing out one or two vague laughs from his throat, "...... Of course, it's solved, I guarantee that he will never tell anyone."
Who? What does it mean to solve it? !
Did he kill the person who knew his secret?
"......Wait a minute."
The sound of hanging up the phone came, and then, Edogawa Conan heard the breathing sound close to his ear.
"Little guy." The man's voice was very low, almost speaking in a whisper, "You seem to not believe the compulsory measures I mentioned?"
Damn it!!
As the last word came out of the other party's mouth, Edogawa Conan's scalp instantly itched, and before he trembled and wanted to cut off the audio, the small button bug was crushed by the other party first.
The boy was completely fixed in place, with cold sweat all over his head.
[Is it fun to scare children? ]
The system couldn't help but ask aloud.
'Fun. '
Tsukiyama Chaoli narrowed his eyes in pleasure. The shrunken famous detective was really fun to tease, but he couldn't scare him too much. He reached out and picked up the boy who was still frightened and held him in his arms, pinching his round cheek. "What's wrong, little detective?"
Seeing that the boy didn't say anything sullenly, but just put his hands around his neck and buried his face in his neck, Tsukiyama Chaoli felt a little guilty and just rubbed his furry black hair.
"What is this...?"
The three police officers whose car was stolen came late. After handcuffing the murderer, Officer Megure turned around and was about to criticize the two guys who risked their lives with disapproval. After seeing their postures, he opened his mouth for a long time and asked a question.
"Maybe he's tired." Tsukiyama Asari patted the child in his arms and explained with a smile. After the murderer was caught, his tense nerves finally relaxed. He felt dizzy and all the fatigue from yesterday to now came up. The next evidence collection and finalization were completely the work of the police.
After greeting several police officers, he took a last look at the man lying on the ground. His glasses had been blown off by Kasugawa Shugo, and an almost insane expression appeared on his gentle face. Sato Miwako had an angry expression and grabbed the man's collar tightly.
"I didn't want to kill her!" Knowing that he couldn't get away, the man confessed. "I had a crush on that girl, but who knew that her family was going out traveling this week... I had everything ready, so blame her for being unlucky. I just happened to run into her that day..." "
I went to stake out the girl's house but didn't find her, so I packed up my stall early and prepared to go back. But when I got to the East District, she came running to me and said that someone wanted to arrest her. She asked if I could borrow her phone to call her parents..."
"I lied to her and said I didn't have a phone, but I could take her to crowded places. She believed it and it was such a good trick..."
"Scumbag!"
The angry roar interrupted the man's smug narration. Tsukiyama Asari didn't want to listen anymore. She hugged the boy in her arms tightly and walked towards the Mori Detective Office.
The boy who had been silent all this time finally spoke, "Brother Asari... don't... don't run around recently."
It seemed that he was really scared.
Hearing the strong guilt and uneasiness in the little detective's voice, Tsukiyama Asari paused, hugged him a little tighter, and rubbed his hair with his cheek, "Okay."
Although he knew that if the man really wanted to take action, Edogawa Conan still gained a little sense of security from the other party's answer of unconditional doting. He was confused and panicked. What exactly was the so-called "coercive measure"? Was it to attack him, or Tsukiyama Asari, or to investigate his background and then attack Xiaolan and Uncle Maori...
The boy closed his eyes, and the sense of security he had once again disappeared in this round of wild speculation. Seeing that he was once again surrounded by strong negative emotions, Tsukiyama Asari hurriedly patted the other person on the back and coaxed him a few times in a low voice. The system laughed beside him.
[You scared him just now, and now you have to coax him again.]
Tsukiyama Asari smiled bitterly in a place where no one else could see.
He couldn't stop for a moment...
He coaxed the boy downstairs of the Mori Detective Office. Although the boy still frowned, he was at least calm. Tsukiyama Asari sent him to the door and left. Before leaving, Edogawa Conan tugged at his clothes, with a tangled face, as if he didn't want to leave his sight.
Knowing what the boy was thinking, he coaxed him a few more times before he finally left and went home. Asuka Kiri, who had been eating instant noodles for two days, was lying on the sofa reading a book.
"I'm so tired--"
After entering the house, he finally relaxed all his nerves. After taking off the clothes he had been wearing since yesterday, Tsukiyama Asari immersed himself in the bathtub filled with hot water by Asuka Mizuki in advance. He closed his eyes and let the water flood to his forehead. He didn't breathe for a long time and felt suffocated before he stuck his head out again.
The white-haired boy held a glass of wine in his hand. He didn't mix it, but simply mixed the ice ball and the wine together. He lowered his eyes, put the glass on the table beside the bathtub, and simply sat down beside it, folded his arms, and lay on the wider edge of the bathtub. His snow-white hair fell into the water that was about to overflow from the bathtub. Tsukiyama Asari used his fingers to hook up the wet hair and pinned it to the boy's ear.
"Are you going?" The young man with a clear voice shook the thing in his hand.
The gauze on Asuka Kiri's wrist had been removed a few days ago, revealing a wrist with a scar that had not yet fallen off. Two staggered invitations were sandwiched between her bony fingers. The black background had dark gold patterns, which looked very luxurious.
You don't need to look inside Tsukiyama Asa to know what's inside.
It's an invitation to the banquet to be held at the Beika Hotel on the 29th. Suzuki Sonoko gave it to him two days ago.
Are you going?
He asked himself through Asuka Kiri's mouth.
There will be people at that banquet whom he'd better not meet for the time being. It will be very troublesome if he goes, but if he doesn't go, what if something unexpected happens.
Tsukiyama Asari lowered his eyes slightly. The light in the bathroom was bleak and cast from above. His long eyelashes cast a deeper shadow on his skin, turning his beautiful light pink eyes into a dark color.
When the boy looked up, he met those eyes. He paused, as if he remembered something. He reached out and touched the corner of the other person's eye with his slightly cold fingers. After touching it, he found that there was a little red mark there, as if it was rubbed out by the gloves before.
"Livia's Star." Asuka Mizuki muttered.
Where did I see this gem... Tsukiyama Asari showed a look of reminiscence. This pink gem and this name... were on...
the invitation!
He took the invitation from the other party, opened it, and saw on the second page the pink gem that was about as wide as a thumb, flashing colorfully under the light. The introduction below said that the gem would be officially displayed on the Sakura cruise ship that would set sail on the last night of September.
The sponsor of the cruise ship was Suzuki Zaibaku.
The gem, the cruise ship, and Suzuki Zaibaku would definitely attract the famous thief. It would be great if it was exhibited at the banquet, and it would be best if the thief Kid stole his own ship, so that he could arrive at the scene without showing up at the banquet.
Forget it... Since I promised Conan not to run around, I should just stay at home and let Asuka Kiri keep an eye on the situation.
【Ahem...】
The system's voice suddenly came out with a subtle embarrassment.
'Hmm? '
【I suggest you... let Xiao Wu go out first. 】
Huh? What's the matter... isn't it all his fault? Tsukiyama Asari was a little confused. He was also preparing to rest this wound that could finally be exposed to water, and let him massage his shoulder that was gradually sore from soaking in hot water.
【...This invitation letter and the gem are both main information. 】
'I know that Conan must have an invitation letter as well. I don't know if he noticed it before, but after eavesdropping on that phone call, he will definitely find the invitation letter when he returns. '
【Well, it was a picture of him finding this "main information"... I mean, you also have the main information in your hand. 】
The two people in the bathroom paused at the same time. Fei Niaowu's hand that was touching the other's face trembled because of this sentence, and rubbed the corner of Tsukiyama Asari's eye fiercely, leaving an obvious red mark. Then, the boy hurriedly stood up and left the bathroom. The man who had already relaxed curled up in the bathtub, and his toes were so embarrassed that he couldn't help curling.
... I don't have the courage to open the forum.
Tsukiyama Asari buried his head in the bathtub again, trying to drown himself with the already warm water. The system laughed beside him, and every word was full of schadenfreude.
[I told you to keep a distance from the vest, and you were completely schizophrenic, but you didn't listen. Now
you are socially dead, right? 】 'Shut up! '
After biting his lips hard, Tsukiyama Asari prepared himself mentally before opening the forum.
[He is jealous, he is jealous, he is jealous. His wife's brother went out for two days and suddenly had marks on his face. He is so jealous, Xiaowu]
[I was stunned when he touched her face... Although he wanted to get Asari's hair sample, the action was too intimate. Why is Asari so eager to drink, first Bourbon and then Cointreau, please let me know if you plan to take any coercive measures against Asari (狗头玫瑰.jpg)]
[Knock, I can only say that he is too good at drawing. The picture of my wife lying in the bathtub, the abdominal muscles, waist, legs, neck, and clavicle, has already rushed to my mind. Thank you thank you thank you thank you]
[I have a reasonable suspicion that Xiao Wu is lying next to you and can see everything. What is the purpose of sending you a glass of wine in the middle of the night? So you two are not shy about this, right? You can look at naked bodies at will? ? Hmm?]
[What? What the hell are you talking about? Xiao Wu said the name of the gemstone to compliment your beautiful eyes, right? How did you bring it up to the party? Cruise ship and gemstones, wuwuwu, Kid SAMA! ! !]
[I am dying of laughter...
Fei Niao Wu (eyes darkened): Brother's eyes are like Livia's Star
Asari (firm): Bao Bao must be hinting to me that he wants to go on a cruise! We
are totally on different channels...]
No, I think you are totally on different channels.
Tsukiyama Asari suppressed his embarrassment and browsed through the previous plot. Fortunately, his naked body only appeared in a small frame, and most of the focus positions were covered by the dialogue box or the thinking box.
It seems that he can't relax at home in the future, and he has to be more careful... He glanced at the sentence [It's embarrassing to knock on my wife's ankles and knees for moles], and he was determined to protect his privacy.
In the future, I must dress strictly at home, and all main plot-related items must not appear before taking a bath!
Let's take a look at the plot of Suemitsu Sosuke in the morning first. There should be fewer strange discussions in this vest...
Tsukiyama Asari crossed the weird remarks all the way to the very beginning, and then was shocked by the chaotic path.
[Whose XP exploded? You mean my XP exploded? It's hard not to feel the desire to destroy a disabled and arrogant beauty, okay? Because of her physical condition, she can only let others do whatever they want, but she will reveal an expression full of anger and humiliation... tears are already flowing from strange places...]
[His legs are so thin, and his wrists can be circled with one hand. He is really suitable for being humiliated. He is that kind of person, not lowly but at the mercy of others. Wuwuwu, sisters, do you understand? Ahhh?]
The man closed his eyes tightly and turned back to the previous comic, because the focus was mainly on Conan, and the conversation between Suemitsu Sosuke and Okiya Subaru was not drawn. Only the little boy's contemplation about "Where is Mr. Okiya Subaru" after he walked out the door was drawn.
Fortunately, it was not drawn. As soon as Suemitsu Sosuke said this middle line, he regretted it. A bottle of real wine should not be linked to "self-destructive tendency".
The scene of hiding in the darkness and meeting the eyes of Takagi Wataru was indeed very hellish. The man was completely shrouded in darkness, but his eyes were also very dark. The dark blue lines under his eyes were very obvious. Everyone could easily see his fatigue.
The subsequent reasoning can be said to be the highlight moment. The man shot at the police uniform zombie like a pea shooter. Sitting in the wheelchair, his momentum was not inferior to anyone present. When he left, he was still staring at the position of Edogawa Conan with a gloomy look. A corner of the banquet invitation was exposed on the table.
He quickly filtered out other posts and focused on related analysis.
[When the suspicion of Suemitsu was getting smaller and smaller, suddenly a highly suspicious candidate No. 2 appeared. The old thief really played the three-choice one well.]
[Suemitsu Sosuke... The last name Suemitsu really feels a bit metaphorical. Is it the light that is about to disappear? Is the light referring to the red team?]
[No, don't be fooled by this appearance. Isn't it bad enough that he has been deceived so many times in the three-choice one? I feel that Suemitsu has a very dark feeling. He was really crazy when he used his ** to press against the forehead of the trafficker. Although he was in that posture when analyzing it just now, it feels like... he is always in a bad mood. There is a temperament that I don't know how to describe]
[Hmm... the feeling of being the only one in the world? Since he appeared, he rarely made eye contact with others. He only looked at others when he said something important, such as "Don't point a gun at me" and when he drove the guests away after the analysis. His emotions fluctuated greatly. He was polite at the beginning, but suddenly drove people away. ]
[It feels like the banquet is where the three Cointreau candidates gather, but will Motoko attend the banquet? It feels like he is reluctant to even go out. Why would he go to a place like a banquet? But if he doesn't go, his suspicion will be reduced too much, right? ]
[No one is discussing the new candidates? The big boy with round eyes still has curly hair, but the sweeter his smile, the more vicious the shark man is. I feel that he is very suitable for the honey trap. He was so skilled at changing his face to the washing machine before... I was originally touched by his sweet smile, but his expression afterwards scared me so much that I ran away]
[Now, if the suspicion index of the new character is 8, then the light is only 3... The suspicion is too low, it feels like it was forced in.]
This sentence received a lot of approval, and Yueshan frowned. The water in the bathtub had already cooled down, but he was too lazy to get up and didn't want to change the water. He just continued to soak and think about the next course of action.
When Miu Utani appears, he and Shugo Kasugawa will compete for Cointreau together, but if so... the character with a high degree of suspicion is Shinjiu, so this plot can't stir up much waves. If you want to get more attention from the rules of the world, you still have to attract more attention from the forums and the world. The best thing
is... to make Miu Utani the least suspicious one, and then suddenly reveal Cointreau's identity at the end.
Then we have to mention the suspicion of Sosuke Suemitsu, but how should he go to that banquet...
In the distance, in the dilapidated old house, the man struggled to get up from the bed, slowly moved to the head of the bed, and leaned on the pillow. The screen in his hand emitted a dim light, and the other side was quickly connected.
"Suemitsu?"
"Mr. Naokawa." He exhaled, his tone did not change, but his attitude was polite compared to the daytime. "I've already thought about the previous things... let's talk about it when we meet."
The middle-aged man over there was obviously very excited, but he just spoke a little faster and did not reveal more emotions. "I'll come to see you tomorrow."
"No... I have to go out in the next two days... I'll come to see you when things are over, on the 29th."
"Okay, I don't have anything else to do on the 29th... Is it convenient for you to come over? Or... uh, then I'll wait for you." The person on the opposite side was subconsciously concerned, but when he was halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered the other party's disgust for being treated as a weakling, and quickly changed his words.
"Yeah."
Suemitsu Sosuke put down his phone, his legs on the bed turned pale by the moonlight, or maybe they were already pale. He combed his long hair, and finally fumbled to pick up the medicine bottle that he had thrown on the floor to fit his character. He poured out a few pills and took them.
It's better to take the medicine well, don't kill yourself before you finish choosing one of the three.
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On the day of the banquet.
In the room on the top floor of the hotel, after Vermouth nimbly tied the tie for the man opposite him, he took two steps back and looked at the man in front of him carefully.
The dark hair was combed back, revealing the angular face. Some of the disobedient hair still hung down stubbornly and rested on the forehead. The recognizable eye contour was blocked by the cold metal frame. The tailor-made suit highlighted his figure very well.
"Tsk, what a beautiful face." The woman who was wearing a backless evening dress and had a different face commented like this. She curled her hanging golden hair with her fingers.
Yu Gu Miao raised an eyebrow slightly because of this teasing. After a moment of silence, he still stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture.
Bermode chuckled and put his hand on it lightly. The glove fabric was thin and soft. "Let's go, my male companion."