Conan's Denial of Confession Chapter 128

It was drizzling in the street, and Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan, who had agreed to take her to the tropical paradise to win the karate championship, left quickly.

And Sonoko hates that iron is not steel and says that Kudo Shinichi is an idiot, but there is no progress at all.

"After all, there is a case, and it's not that there is no progress at all."

Amamiya Noriko looked at Sonoko's blushing face, "Let's take Sonoko home first, doesn't it feel good to have a high fever?"

"It's very uncomfortable. I can understand the pain of Noriko's constant fever."

Sonoko hugged Kiko's body and muttered.

"I'm fine."

Now, a little low-grade fever is no different to Amamiya Noriko.

The rain was about to get heavier and heavier, so she took a taxi to take Yuanzi home. What kind of obsession came to see Xinyi and Xiaolan on a date with a cold and a fever?

Then when she went home, she suddenly saw a car speeding away from her house. It was a car she had never seen before, but she felt something was wrong.

When I went back, I found that Chieda Riho was tidying up her room, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't notice that a mouse came in." Chieda Riho said calmly, but Amamiya Noriko vaguely felt murderous.

"It's okay, there's nothing valuable in my room."

Amamiya Noriko waved her hand and checked to see if she had lost anything.

Basically nothing was lost, but her bookshelf was more messed up.

After a simple confirmation, only a few sets of exercise books and papers were missing.

"...A thief who loves learning?"

Amamiya Noriko pondered, there is no reason to only take these things.

Chieda Riho said, "I found out relatively quickly, I didn't give him any chance, maybe he just picked up a few books and walked away, no big problem right?"

Amamiya Noriko nodded and glanced over her basic exercise book. She felt that the problem might still be quite big. Her exercise book and study materials were a bit too advanced.

Definitely not a master's degree... no, not a level that a high school student should see.

"Who would come to my room to steal what? If it wasn't the study book, what else would it be?"

Amamiya Noriko looked at her room, opened the closet, pushed the hanging skirts and clothes to one side, found a piece that fit perfectly without any gaps and pressed it down.

The wooden boards in the wardrobe are opened, and the abnormal clothes inside are exposed in the compartment, as well as various disguise masks and wigs.

has not been found.

She went to look under the dresser again, and the makeup props in the dark layer had not been passive.

The phantom thief Kid's props under the bed and the original skateboard of Dr. Agasa are still there.

The flying wing cloak hook and rope gun on the ceiling is also in good condition.

Chie Riho looked blankly at Noriko to check if her room was stolen. Really, before that, she always felt that at least Noriko's boudoir was cute and full of girlish feeling.

When Noriko Amamiya took out the pistol from behind the full-length mirror on the wall, Chieda Riho finally couldn't help it, and put the pistol back in the arsenal behind the full-length mirror in her room, "Kiko, your room is too dangerous. already."

"No, it's safest if I'm here."

Amamiya Noriko reassured her.

Chieda Riho felt that it was not Noriko that she wanted to protect, but this dangerous room.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

Outside a bar in the city, a small car was parked in a parking space on the side of the road. A man with short hair and a denim jacket limped into the bar in the rain after getting out of the car.

After he walked into the bar, a figure in a black trench coat walked out slowly in the shadows, and the cold eyes in the silver hair hanging down from the black top hat glanced at his car.

Inside the bar.

The man in the denim jacket and khaki trousers walked into the bar, and while patting the rain on his body, he said, "The weather forecast is accurate at all, and luck is here."

Holding a glass of vodka in front of the bar, she tilted her head and glanced at him.

"It's a little embarrassing."

The man sat beside the vodka and said, "Have a drink exactly like him."

The hand with vodka on the bar raised her index finger and tapped it.

The man took out an envelope from the inner pocket of the jacket, put it on the bar and pushed it to the other person. Seeing that the vodka had been put away, he smiled and said, "Don't you need to confirm the contents?"

The vodka wearing sunglasses snorted coldly: "If it's fake, your life will be lost."

As he spoke, he took an envelope with money on the table and pushed it over.

The man picked up the envelope and said with a smile, "I want to make sure."

"as you like."

Vodka picked up the glass and took a sip.

For a while in the bar, there was only the sound of men counting money, the sound of turning the pages of banknotes, as well as soft music and the sound of bartenders mixing drinks.

"Ok, that's right."

"I've made you wait for a long time."

When the man finished counting the money, the bartender also prepared the wine, put the glass on the coaster and pushed it in front of the man.

"Then, what is the next job, I have to know what the main point of the next job is?"

When the man picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip, a ghostly and cold voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Did you know?"

"Recently, a mouse has been sneaking around the organization to do some shady things. Have you heard of this?"

The man looked at the man with the black trench coat and top hat and the long silver hair. The other party turned his head to look at him while he made a sound. His sharp and cold eyes caused a drop of cold sweat to ooze out of his cheeks, and his heart inadvertently accelerated nervously.

"No, it's not very clear... I haven't heard of it."

"yes?"

The man quickly covered his face and said, "Then the next job is to find that mouse?"

As he said that, he was about to take a sip of wine to suppress his shock, but he heard the other person say, "No, who is the rat, I already have eyes on me."

The man squinted his eyes under pressure, and then he finally took a sip of wine as if nothing had happened: "This wine is delicious, what kind of wine is it..."

"rum."

The man couldn't help tilting his head, but saw the silver-haired man continue; "An X.Y.Z. cocktail made with Cointreau orange wine and a small amount of lemon juice."

When the man didn't know why, he showed a startling smile: "After drinking this glass of wine, everything should be over."

"Then, if there is a next job, please take care of me."

The man's pupils shrank when he heard the words, he put down the glass in a panic and got up to say goodbye, but was stopped by the sound of gin.

"Did you forget something, what I want?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, here it is, I'll go first."

The man took out the exercise booklet with several test papers in his arms, put it on the table, and left the tavern quickly, walking directly outside where it was raining heavily.

Vodka looked at the last thing the other party took out, and said, "Is this okay? Brother, just let him go like this, he must be a mouse."

"Well, don't worry."

Jin Jiu hooked the corners of his mouth, opened his mouth and said with a slight smile.

Seeing this, Vodka also opened his mouth and smiled. The big brother's smile seemed to be no problem at first glance.

How on earth will the mouse die?

Then, Vodka's eyes could not help but fall on the workbooks and test papers on the bar from time to time. As expected of his eldest brother, he did not forget to learn and improve himself at the bar.

Chapter end

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