Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

The incident of the bandaged person was temporarily revealed, and a few people walked on the suspension bridge and went to the villa.

Shiraishi walked last, and when he stepped on the bridge, he hesitated.

For a moment, he thought about whether to stay by the suspension bridge to prevent this thing from being broken in secret.

But soon, he felt that this was not realistic.

- If the suspension bridge is in disrepair and it breaks by itself, it will be difficult to stop it by one person's strength.

And if it was man-made, to stop it, he would have to spend a lot of time by the drawbridge.

If you don't stay in the villa, you have to go outside and look at the bridge. This strange behavior is difficult to explain, and it is easy to be targeted by the murderer.

Quickly giving up this idea, Shiraishi began to think of other ideas.

Considering that the maximum length of the steel wire is 20 meters, in previous experiments, the "new organ" of the silver wire buckle has also performed relatively well in climbing and suspension.

It really doesn't work, he can put anyone's eldest brother on his back, use the enhanced mask state to climb over the mountain stream, and rush to the place where there is a signal to call for help.

After thinking about the way back, Shiraishi turned on the light screen again to see that there was no task of "saving the unlucky man who fell from the bridge". Only then did he settle down, drag his suitcase and jog a few steps, keeping up with the people in front of him.

Walk across the drawbridge and ring the doorbell. Not long after, Ayako Suzuki with a fluffy ponytail opened the door from inside.

"Come on." She pointed to the upstairs: "Go up and put your luggage first. You guys are coming much faster than expected. I just started preparing dinner."

Suzuki Sonoko changed his shoes and walked into the hall. He glanced at the kitchen through the frosted glass, which was empty.

She was a little disappointed: "only the six of us? I thought it would be very lively."

"The others are still packing their luggage on the second floor, and they are all late too. The road is a little blocked today." Suzuki Ayako urged with a smile:

"Come on, too. Put things away and come down to help me. Cooking alone is so boring."

A few people were about to go upstairs, but Conan suddenly said, "Are you all late? Is the actor wrapped in bandages too?"

Ayako Suzuki didn't quite understand what he was talking about: "There are no actors in our company."

Mao Lilan quickly added to Conan: "We just saw a man dressed as a bandaged man in "The Kingdom of Cyan" on the suspension bridge just now. Isn't he a participant in this camp?"

Ayako Suzuki shook her head suspiciously: "I haven't heard of this project, and neither Mari nor Takahashi likes to play cos. Did you read it wrong?"

There was the sound of boiling water lifting the lid of the pot from the kitchen. Ayako Suzuki hurriedly said, "I'll go look at the pot first," and turned around and trotted into the kitchen.

The remaining few looked at each other in dismay, and finally, Suzuki Sonoko broke the silence:

"Sister is right. It's more than a dozen meters away, and it's dusk again. We must have misunderstood. That person must have just wrapped the scarf too tightly."

Suzuki Sonoko was very heartbroken and waved his hand: "Anyway, go to the guest room on the second floor and put down your bag! Riku has been carrying luggage and is very tired."

She said this very considerately, and then turned around shyly with her handkerchief in her hand. She originally wanted to give Shiraishi a tacit glance, and then gently wipe his sweat.

When he turned around, he saw that the backpack was already on the ground, and Shiraishi was folding his sweaty handkerchief and putting it back in his pocket—he had unloaded the backpack as soon as he entered the door. It was so heavy, how could he have been carrying it all the time.

"..." Suzuki Sonoko's raised hand froze in midair.

A second later, she wiped her forehead with a handkerchief as if nothing happened, and changed her condolences: "As expected of discipline! The ability to adapt to changes and adaptability is very strong!"

"...Thank you?" Although it seemed that she was trying to compliment people, why did it sound so awkward...

Several girls quickly found their bags and carried them upstairs.

Shiraishi looked at the remaining suitcases and carried them up the stairs.

As soon as he stepped on the second floor, he saw Mao Lilan hurriedly withdrew from a room, closing the door and bowing desperately to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I went wrong!"

She was very embarrassed to change to another room, she opened it and was about to go inside. When she saw the inside, she was shocked again and quickly closed the door: "Sorry sorry! I thought the room was empty!"

Suzuki Sonoko and Ikeda Tomoko heard the movement and stuck their heads out of their respective rooms.

They walked in front just now, and they opened a room each, but no one was there.

Unexpectedly, there are people living in the two rooms in the back, and the people inside do not lock the door when changing clothes.

Mao Lilan saw the two half-fruit personnel one after another, and she was ashamed. She turned around in a dizzy manner, and opened a room again.

Conan originally wanted her to knock first, but he couldn't shout, and his legs were not as long as Mao Lilan, and when he ran over, the door was fully open.

Fortunately, this time the room was empty.

Mao Lilan almost burst into tears with joy. She carried her luggage and happily floated into the room. Conan followed her and entered the room with a speechless expression.

The other two girls also withdrew their heads in relief.

"..." Shiraishi looked at the closed door, did you all leave your luggage?

He sighed, pushed the suitcase to the door of each of the four's rooms, and dragged his suitcase to the last one.

Shiraishi fully learned from Mao Lilan's experience and lessons, and knocked on the door a few times.

There was absolutely no movement inside, and then he unscrewed the door handle and entered the house.

After putting away his luggage, washing his hands, he originally wanted to take out the sheets he brought and put them on, but then he thought, in case someone died in the room when he left~www.wuxiahere.com~ the sheets would definitely be dirty... Just wait until you go to bed.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi put back the things he had taken out and put them back in the suitcase.

Looking left and right, he had nothing to prepare, so he went down to the living room again.

When Shiraishi arrived, there were already several people sitting at the table.

Ayako Suzuki came out of the kitchen with a plate of cookies and put the snacks on the table. Dinner will take a while to be ready.

The rest of the people came one after another. In addition to the protagonists and Ikeda Chikako who met on the road, there was also an ordinary-looking boy with a big beer belly and a simple and honest smile.

When Ayako Suzuki introduced the members of the club to the three protagonists, Shiraishi also overheard and learned that the beer belly boy next to him was Ryoichi Takahashi who was still in college. He studied surveying and mapping engineering, and he didn't know why he went to this unpopular society to study movies.

When Ryoichi Takahashi approached, Shiraishi looked at him and felt that something was not right.

When Ryoichi Takahashi pulled out the chair and sat next to him, Shiraishi finally found the problem.

This beer belly... always feels a bit raw.

Although he himself has not grown up, he often used his elders' beer belly as a drum beat when he was a child. At this time, when he saw Takahashi Ryoichi's belly, he felt very soulless.

Although the knowledge learned is always strange, but I can use it every time, as expected of me. Shiraishi praised himself in his heart.

At the same time, after focusing his attention on the stomach of his neighbor, Shiraishi remembered a story.

—In a certain case, the murderer seemed to dismember the victim, and then he stuffed the head into a fake beer to create an alibi...

Could it be the simple and honest old man next to him?

That's really unbelievable...