rpbooks Chapter 785 Rice Flower Survival Class
Chapter 785 Rice Flower Survival Class
Chapter 785 Rice Flower Survival Class
They are saying that I am suspicious... Toru Amuro had sharp ears and when he paid close attention, he easily heard the girls' comments about him.
But what Detective Maori’s daughter said was also very strange... Are suspicious people common?
Among this group, the only ones that Toru Amuro could recognize were 'Akira Huihara', Conan Edogawa and Ran Maori. In the fake bomb hijacking incident at the mall, the people Toru Amuro noticed were Kogoro Maori, Dr. Agasa, Akira Huihara and a villain in a puppet costume who claimed to be Shuichi Akai's cousin.
Then, in the process of collecting information about Kogoro Mori, he paid attention to his daughter Ran Mori and the child Conan who was fostered in his home, and was able to recognize them at this time.
As for the other two girls and the somewhat delicate boy, they should be Mao Lilan's classmates.
The only one left was the boy who ate his sugar-coated fried noodles. I neither knew him nor knew what his relationship was with the others.
In short, keep an eye on Kogoro Mouri from now on. I don’t believe that the swindler will not show up!
The cakes were prepared in advance, and Azusa Enomoto quickly brought them their cakes and coffee.
Although he couldn't make carrot cake or grass cake, Azusa Enomoto took the initiative to serve Martin a large bowl of vegetable salad with carrots and many green leafy vegetables.
Martin took out the Poké Ball and released Rabbit without paying any attention to the surprised looks from others.
"Ji~" As soon as Rabbit came out, he sat next to Martin. Then he saw the vegetable salad on the table. His eyes lit up and he was ready to grab it.
"Hey." Martin stopped Rabbit like a stern parent: "What did I say? Eating out is different from eating at home."
"Ji..." Rabbit was a little reluctant. Its little paws that were heading straight for the bowl turned in another direction and awkwardly grabbed the fork on the side.
Then Rabbit used a fork to eat the salad very awkwardly. It was extremely difficult to put the salad into his mouth. He failed several times. It seemed as if his mouth and hands had different ideas.
While eating, Rabbit stole a glance at the plate of cake in front of Martin.
"Look at you..." Martin laughed and pushed the cake in front of Tuji: "This one is yours too."
"Jiji!" Stars lit up in Tuji's eyes, and he suddenly used the fork smoothly.
"Martin-kun, Martin-kun." Miyano Akemi called softly, holding up the half-moon-eyed sister beast in her hand: "Shiho, can I have some cake?"
Rabbit is a Pokémon that can share human food, but Haibara Ai is just an ordinary cat.
In front of Akemi Miyano, in addition to cake and coffee, there was also a small plate of real cat food, freeze-dried food and two dried fish.
There was a stray cat that often begged for food at the entrance of the coffee shop, so Azusa Enomoto always had cat food on hand.
But looking at the disgusted expression of the gray cat, you can tell that she, like a certain Corgi, disdains cat food and dog food.
Martin looked at her and thought for a while: "Ai... I remember cats are prone to lactose intolerance? But if the cake is made with vegetable cream, lactose intolerance won't be a problem."
"How is that possible!" Enomoto Azusa immediately interrupted, "The cakes in our cafe are all made with premium animal cream!"
"Then Shiho can't eat it." Miyano Akemi picked up a freeze-dried fish and put it to the cat's mouth: "Be good, don't eat cat food, let's eat some freeze-dried fish. When we get home, sister will make grilled fish for us. Grill a fish this big."
Miyano Akemi uses both hands to paint a rosy picture for her sister Beast.
The gray cat seemed to accept his fate, slowly opened his mouth towards the freeze-dried food, and suddenly turned around and pounced on the cake: I don't care about you! If you are really lactose intolerant, you will poop in your pants!
"Ah, no! This is my sister's cake!" Miyano Akemi hurriedly stopped Maomao from stealing the cake.
"Xiaolan, why did you say that just now? It's not uncommon to see suspicious people." On the other side, Sera Masamune asked his doubts straightforwardly.
"This town has been cursed."
Xiaolan answered with her head down, her eyes not looking at Sera Masumi but at the strawberry cake in front of her, her eyes were like a bottomless dark lake.
"Cases keep happening, and someone is killed almost every day."
The slender cake fork cut the candied strawberry, and the bright red fruit syrup flowed on the white cream.
"No one knows when the people around you will be involved in a case. They may be killed, or they may become the murderer."
The pure white, sticky and delicate cream was also cut, and a little bit of cream stuck to the fork. Then the sponge-like cake was divided into two sides in one go, and the cake crumbs were scattered on the plate.
"Every day, every day, every day, this happens, and enough is enough."
The upright fork pierced through a small piece of cake from top to bottom and was skewered on the cake along with half a strawberry.
"I am very afraid that one day it will be my turn. I don't want to be a murderer, but I also don't want to be the one being murdered."
"I've really had enough."
Conan, who was sitting next to Xiaolan, lowered his head and felt the air around him was very heavy. An indescribable weight was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Blame it on me? ...It seems like it's really my fault.
Xiaolan put the cake into her mouth. The rich sweet and sour strawberry flavor and the sweet cream flavor bloomed on her taste buds. The thick-flavored cake served as the base but was not overly sweet.
"Mmm--!" With the nourishment of the sweet taste, Xiaolan's depression was swept away. She looked at the others with a sunny face and a bright smile: "You think so too, right?"
Sonoko: Scared.
He Ye: I was so scared.
Mingmei: I was very scared at that time.
Sera: Is the public order in Mika so bizarre? It seems that fighting with shit is really a small matter.
"So..." Kazuha thought for a moment, "It seems that Heiji counted some of the odd things he did to help his classmates as detective commissions, which is why his number of commissions is comparable to Kudo-kun's. Could it be that the public security of Mika is really... Could it be that Kudo-kun also counted helping his classmates as part of the commissions?"
"No!" Xiaolan smiled brightly: "I can testify that Shinichi didn't even come to school, let alone help his classmates."
He Ye nodded: "That's right."
You are slandering me! Conan looked at Xiaolan with resentment: Don't you know whether I go to school or not, Xiaolan? You are slandering me.
"That's right. The great detective is elusive, rarely goes out, disappears, and is half dead. How can he help his classmates? The most he can do is to carry a slipper in his mouth."
"Calling slippers?" He Ye had a lot of question marks in his head.
If Heiji came, he would probably understand a little bit... Sometimes it's really helpless to be alone with Xiaolan's friends.
Conan turned his resentful gaze to Martin. "What are you looking at? Don't you know that no one has died today?" Martin looked down at Conan and said sarcastically, "When will the great detective arrange it?"
The runner-up hanging on the wall doesn’t count, as she has been dug out alive. Just now, the TV in the cafe was broadcasting the news of her being interviewed.
No one will remember the second place unless she is hung on the wall.
"How come people die every day?" Conan habitually said stubbornly: "I don't think there will be any cases today."
Yuanzi complained on the side: "Can you now judge in advance whether a case will happen?"
"Dangdang! Rice Flower Survival Classroom!" Martin said in a long tone, "First of all, in more than 90% of cases, four people will gather in front of you before they happen."
"What if there aren't four people?" Sera Masumi asked with interest.
Martin's tone suddenly became serious, and he said something that made people think deeply: "Then you have to think about whether you are one of these four people."
He Ye was a little scared and subconsciously straightened his back.
"Secondly, these four people all have something in common, or three of them have something in common."
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Kazuha looked left and right: Xiaolan, Sonoko, herself and Sera, four beautiful high school girls in their prime gathered together...
"And if the three people have something in common, then the one who is different—" Martin suddenly clenched his fists: "There is a high probability that he will be killed!"
He Ye broke out in a cold sweat: Come to think of it, except for me, the three of them are in the same class.
Sera Masumi narrowed her eyes: Come to think of it, except for me, the other three of them have breasts...
Suzuki Sonoko's look was the most suspicious: Come to think of it, except for me, the three of them seem to be very poor...well, their families are all connected to the police.
——Then am I in danger now? ×3
"No crime will happen." Conan repeated again: "The only stranger here is that suspicious big brother. Can there be three more people?... Hmm."
Conan suddenly closed his mouth again.
Because through the glass window of the coffee shop, he clearly saw that across the street, three middle-aged women with different looks were crossing the street shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing, and walking straight towards the coffee shop.
Next, they walked into the coffee shop and found out that the blonde and dark-skinned waiter was an old acquaintance. Then the waiter suddenly burped and they had to choose between three aunties?
Conan had thought of the next plot skillfully...many of his ideas were more or less influenced by Martin.
No! Today's Xiaolan is a super Xiaolan who is a hundred times more powerful! As long as Xiaolan keeps an eye on the new waiter, the murder will not happen!
Despite this, Conan still stared at the three aunts outside with a burning gaze, his whole body tense, nervously waiting for the case to come.
Because of Conan's undisguised gaze, others also noticed the three aunts and also thought that they were going to come to the coffee shop.
However, unlike what everyone expected, the three aunts passed by the coffee shop and went upstairs from the small stairs next to the coffee shop.
But the small staircase next to the coffee shop... "Isn't that my home?" Mao Lilan said with some surprise as she watched the three people disappear.
Yuanzi guessed: "Could it be that he went to the office and asked his uncle to pick up the client who had commissioned him?"
Masumi Sera is somewhat interested in the famous detective Kogoro Mori: "Why don't we go and take a look too?"
Everyone had no objection. They quickly ate up the cake, paid the bill and went upstairs.
Before he even got close, he heard Maori Kogoro's irritable complaint: "...I've already told you, who are you? I don't know you."
"The three of us are female mystery writers." "We are friends that I met on SNS." "We came to visit because we heard that we could listen to the famous detective Mr. Mori tell stories." The three aunties said one after another.
Maori Kogoro was still confused: "Why should I tell stories?"
The aunties were even more confused. It seemed that to them, Maori Kogoro was the one who took the initiative to invite him: "Didn't Zeli tell you?"
"Dad? Do you have any commissions?" Xiaolan and everyone else walked in and greeted Kogoro Mouri. The small office became crowded.
"Compared to the commission, it seems to be something more troublesome and strange." Maori Kogoro was speechless: "Who is that Zeli?"
The identities of the three female mystery writers in front of her, as well as the surname Sawakuri, reminded Mao Lilan of a news report she had read: "Could the Sawakuri you are talking about be the mystery writer Sawakuri Mihong who passed away last month?"
Martin: "Is this Miss Weihong famous or not?"
He should be famous, otherwise he would just die, there would be no news about him.
"She was a new writer who won the Naoki Prize during her lifetime. Of course, she was very famous..." said a tall, thin lady with slanted eyes, "She is also our SNS friend. The one who invited us to meet Mr. Maori today was her brother..."
"Yes, it's me..." A man's voice came from behind, and someone else walked into the crowded office.
A blond middle-aged man walked in. He looked a few years younger than Maori Kogoro. He had no beard, but there was a mess of stubble on his chin, and it was obvious that he had not shaved seriously in the past few days.
The other party's mental state is 'good', he is laughing wildly.
But the big problem was that when he walked in, he was holding a pistol in his hand, with the muzzle pointing at everyone casually.
"Ugh!" Conan's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a look of horror. The man with a gun walked into the office, and this scene reminded Conan of the nightmare-like reincarnation. The image of Gin in his mind began to overlap with the man with a gun.
One of the chubby ladies didn't seem to notice the man holding the pistol, and continued to inquire: "Hey, Mr. Zeli, what's going on? Mr. Maori doesn't know anything about this."
“Of course…” The man raised his pistol and fired a shot at the ceiling: “I don’t have an appointment!”
"Ahhhhhh!" the aunts were terrified.
"Don't move! Except for Detective Maori, everyone throw your cell phones on the table and go to the wall over there!" The man gave orders as if he was robbing a bank.
"Ah..." Mao Lilan in the crowd sighed slowly: "I've really had enough."
"I leave it to you, Xiaolan." Sonoko had confidence in Xiaolan and patted her on the shoulder: "Go ahead."
Then Ran Mao Li walked towards the man with the gun.
(End of this chapter)