Conan's Denial of Confession Chapter 1

In the dark night, a shadow was fishing by the school lake, and the moon was reflected on the sparkling lake, like a full moon.

Suddenly, the fishing rod sank!

Immediately following the "bang-", accompanied by the severe pain in the back of the head, his eyes darkened, he fell into the lake with a plop, and opened his eyes again, and he passed through as Amamiya Noriko.

"The probability of me catching a fish is the same as the probability of crossing."

Amamiya Noriko, who was still pulling the rod, made the action of throwing the fishing rod.

"My dear, our Noriko seems to be suddenly very angry!"

"No, no, this doesn't seem to be the point. If you heard correctly, is this Chinese?"

Amamiya Noriko glanced at the couple who were whispering to each other, but she could hear them clearly.

It's Japanese, yes, and I can understand it completely.

Appears to be parents.

Amamiya Noriko calmed down and walked outside with a slightly vicissitudes back to look at the yard.

It looks like an old Japanese-style mansion, with a big yard, grass, cobblestone paths, a small bamboo forest, and a pool.

The two couples looked at each other under the eaves and looked at the little back of their three-year-old daughter.

"Does your daughter not want to go to kindergarten again?"

"That's not good. This is the new semester. Let's coax Noriko with candy."

Amamiya Noriko glanced back at them, she was just looking at her own system.

Confession rejection system 1.0: Every time you reject a confession, it becomes stronger!

"Who would confess at the age of three, let me start as a beautiful girl if I have the ability."

Amamiya Noriko frowned and looked at the system's only words.

What does it mean to become stronger?

Amamiya Noriko went to the entrance to change her shoes by herself and went out.

"Wait a minute, Noriko remember to put on the name tag, this year is the Sakura class."

Amamiya Noriko looked at the pink sakura nameplate, which read: Sakura Class, Amamiya Noriko.

Outside the kindergarten, Amamiya Noriko looked up at the "Rice Flower Nursery". She, a three-year-old child, might not know all Japanese, but these words were no different from Chinese, and she felt more and more familiar.

In the cherry blossom class, the nursery teacher Migan-sensei asked the children to play with building blocks first, and then it was morning exercise time.

Amamiya Noriko picked up the pile of wood at random, then built a three-story castle in front of her, and began to look out the window in a trance.

Originally, she snatched a pile of wood to make the other children very unhappy, but after seeing this castle, they all became stupid and looked at Amamiya Noriko with admiration.

Amamiya Noriko felt their gaze, but she was still lazy and couldn't keep her spirits up. Is it interesting to hang and beat the kindergarten children?

It can only make her feel good for a second.

Feeling the suffocating atmosphere among the children, Mr. Migan had no choice but to clap their hands to attract the children's attention from the building block castle, and took out plasticine for the children whose building blocks were incorporated into the castle to play.

Amamiya Noriko glanced, pushed the castle aside, and held out a glass of plasticine.

The slender fingers turn the flowers and butterflies, or knead or knead, and easily knead the plasticine into the shape you want.

After a while, under the eyes of the children and Teacher Migan.

A lifelike mecha, -01, the first machine, initial standard equipment, sprint starting position, nearly 20cm high, placed on the table instead of the previous castle.

Amamiya Noriko nodded with satisfaction. Small hands have the advantage of having small hands, and she pinched them more finely.

She looked at the others. After a short period of silence, the children became restless and looked at her eagerly, wanting to touch her No. 1 mecha. For these little boys, the allure of mecha is countless times greater than that of the castle. .

A bold boy next to her said impatiently, "Amamiya, can this super handsome mecha play with me?"

Amamiya Noriko: "No."

Although she pinched it casually, she also knew how destructive the children were, and this was not a figure, it was soft plasticine. machine look.

A circle of little boys was hit hard, trying to convince her, and even saying that she was stingy. Noriko Amamiya was too lazy to care about the childish children, so she squeezed the stool with plasticine and gave the child generously. Play.

Teacher Migan watched helplessly as a drop of water poured into the frying pan.

Amamiya Noriko was having a headache from the noise. It happened that Migan didn't know where to find a transparent plastic square box, and asked her for her opinion to put the first machine in it, so that it could be placed in the classroom for the students to watch.

She nodded directly, and asked San An to quickly pack this thing and put it aside, to save these playful children from arguing with her.

All of a sudden, it was quiet and went to see the model.

However, there was still a little child who stayed in front of her and said timidly, "I'm Kokura Matsushita, can I be your friend?"

Amamiya Noriko raised her eyebrows: "You look very afraid of me."

Xiao Cang Songzhi quickly shook his head: "No, no..."

Amamiya Noriko had to look confused: "If you don't like me, you can't be a good friend with me."

Xiao Cang Songzhi took a moment, changed his weak tone, and said seriously: "I like Amamiya, Amamiya is very handsome, and the building blocks and plasticine are very good!"

Amamiya Noriko patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Yes, yes, very promising, but I refuse!"

The child with joy on his face gradually turned dull.

Refusing to confess successfully, random points: Strength +1.

Imamiya Noriko suddenly felt some subtle changes in her body, and it started to get a little hot. Although it was just the beginning, it could make her three-year-old body feel a little bit stronger.

Therefore, she also patted the children in a good mood: "Don't be discouraged, keep trying! You can't be a man by giving up because of one failure, right?"

Kokura was encouraged and encouraged himself: "...Yes! Amamiya, I will definitely become a man and become your friend!"

"Your spirit is commendable, okay, let's play while you play."

Amamiya Noriko waved her hand, her mood returned to normal after a moment of happiness, and she just fooled a three-year-old child into lame, can you feel a sense of accomplishment?

She sat comfortably on the chair in the corner, watching the group of naive children play happily under the guidance of the nursery teacher, but she was stunned after looking away.

Over there, a little girl with short hair wearing a bow headband is talking to a friend: "Huh? Xiaolan, why is your brand like this?"

Another little girl with long hair replied, "My mother made this for me. It turned out that it was broken."

"It's great, it's exactly the same!"

The long-haired little girl took off the Sakura name tag and showed it to her friends: "There are pins at the back. You can take off the name tag. Look."

The little girl with the bow-tie headband said in surprise, "Really! Xiaolan, your mother is a genius!"

Amamiya Noriko looked up at the ceiling, "I remembered, so it is, the world of Detective Conan, it's really interesting... I walk with death."

Suzuki Sonoko saw the Sakura brand and was about to return it to Xiaolan, but was snatched by a few boys next to her.

"What, isn't this just a piece of paper? We won't play with people who wear this stuff."

"That's right. That's right."

"You don't fit in!"

Little Suzuki Sonoko akimbo said unhappily, "Give it back to me!"

Then he was grimaced by some naughty little boys.

"At this time, Kudo Shinichi should be-"

Amamiya Noriko turned around and walked to the glass door facing the outside, facing the little Kudo Shinichi who was holding hands by Kudo Yukiko and wearing a little yellow hat.

Kudo Shinichi was originally paying attention to the child arguing over there, but was blocked by the little girl who appeared inside the door, and the little girl smiled at him.

Although he felt strange in his heart, he was still taken by his mother to go through the admission procedures.

Amamiya Noriko turned around and turned around. Sonoko, who was strong and wanted to help her friend get back the Sakura brand, had already fought against the little boy. As far as the current situation was concerned, the boys were really weak.

She remembered that at the end she was taught by Sonoko to cry.

Amamiya Noriko walked straight over, hooked her ankles and knocked down the two boys who were helping, and then stretched out her hands to pull Sonoko and the two away, mainly pulling the boys and falling to the ground. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"It's too childish to play bullying girls."

Amamiya Noriko said casually.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the three little boys who fell to the ground in an instant, and couldn't help but say, "It's amazing!"

Mao Lilan said in thanks, "Thank you."

"Small idea."

Amamiya Noriko made an ok gesture.

She really likes Suzuki Sonoko and Maurilan, the main one is loyalty, the family is very rich, and the other is kind-hearted and good at fighting.

The three people used this as an opportunity to get to know each other. After a while, the head teacher came to mediate, but they found that everything seemed to be fine. The three little boys were clearly arranged by Noriko Amamiya.

Amamiya Noriko glanced at the head teacher Jiang Zhou, you are the prisoner of this incident...

Suzuki Sonoko apologetically took out the damaged Sakura nameplate and said to Maurilan: "Xiaolan, I'm sorry, although I took the nameplate back, it's already like this."

In order to comfort Sonoko, Mao Lilan said with a smile, "It's okay, I've seen how my mother folded."

Then the two wanted to chat with Yumiya Noriko, but although Amamiya Noriko was familiar with them, they were familiar with Morilan and Suzuki Sonoko after high school students, and they did not intend to play with the three-year-olds. , so I sat alone in the corner, looking out the window and thinking about the plot.

Suzuki Sonoko and Maurilan, although they will be very good in the future, they are still only three-year-old girls after all.

Suzuki Sonoko whispered to Maurilan: "Amamiya is so cool."

Mao Lilan nodded: "And the people are very good."

The cool and nice Noriko Amamiya found her bed near the corridor door during her nap.

This is the location of the original victim, Xiaolan.

Chapter end