I quickly went home to prepare some things and put on a thicker coat. You must know that it is almost winter now, and the temperature at night is only in single digits! Before going out, I did not forget to ask for leave from the monitor and teacher, and then brought

I was getting ready to go out with a big bag of food. I looked up at the gloomy sky, thought for a moment, and took an umbrella. I was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case!

Not long after I arrived at the door of the bookstore, it was time for the bookstore to close. As soon as the door closed, people nearby rushed to the door of the store to queue up. Although I have never had the experience of rushing to buy limited edition items, but we are like this

The skill of looking more is not in vain. As soon as I saw someone moving, I rushed forward. With my extraordinary mobility, I rushed to the top five. I was very lucky!

I looked at my watch and saw that it was less than seven o'clock. It seemed that the bookstore had closed early today so that people who came first could line up. As the number of people increased, conflicts would easily arise. As soon as the line was lined up, someone started to take it.

Some people took out the small stools they brought with them and sat down to play games. Others took out books to read to pass the time. I couldn’t help but

I sighed. Sure enough, everyone is an experienced person! I looked at my small backpack and found that there was nothing in it except a little food prepared for tomorrow and an umbrella. There are still more than twenty hours.

I passed! Forget it, let’s practice Qigong, it can still keep out the cold. So, I closed my eyes and started to enter meditation.

It was getting very dark, the neon lights on the street were all on, and the temperature had dropped several degrees compared to the evening. Some people started to put on coats. People playing games also started to wear gloves. I looked back,

The queue that initially numbered less than a hundred people has now become very long, and people are coming one after another.

At around ten o'clock, people began to order takeaway coffee and pizza. Most of the people who came at this time were office workers wearing suits and holding briefcases. It seemed that they came immediately after working overtime. Although there was a queue

Most of the people were women, and most of them were school students, but there were also some young boys, and I actually saw a few in the crowd who were definitely no younger than

The thirty-five-year-old uncle. I have to sigh again, Tomoko Harafuji’s popularity is not ordinary! There are fans of all ages. Of course, there are also some who are stationed here wearing professional butler uniforms and complete equipment. Sure enough, they are rich.

Man! It suddenly occurred to me that one of these butlers is not a member of the Ninzu family, right? However, it seems that Ninzu's family is in Osaka. Is there a butler in Tokyo?

Turn your head, stop thinking about all this mess, and focus on lining up.

After twelve o'clock, some people started to yawn non-stop. At this time, the temperature had dropped very low, and you could hear the sound of someone stamping their feet from time to time. What was even more depressing was that the wind was blowing, making it cold.

People who felt uncomfortable unconsciously shrank into their coats and touched the warm jade on their chests. Fortunately, it was there!

At three o'clock in the morning, it suddenly started to snow. I held up an umbrella to block the small snowflakes that fell from time to time. I could still hear a few curses faintly behind me. Everyone was asleep at this time, and there were many people on the street.

The noise gradually subsided, and I looked up at the sky. It was dark. Winter in Tokyo comes so early!

The snow stopped not long after. Those tiny snowflakes fell to the ground and disappeared immediately. There was no trace of snow at all.

After half past five, the sky gradually became brighter. There were also some pedestrians on the road. I looked back at the queue and saw that the queue was already very long. There were only two hundred sets of books, and those at the back could get them.

The chances are almost non-existent! However, almost no one has come to line up since three o'clock. I must have thought that there is no hope of coming back so late!

The sun had already risen at seven o'clock. I had something to eat and continued to wait. Suddenly it occurred to me that since Renzu also likes to read romance novels, what if he also comes to buy this set of books? As a young master,

The chance of him lining up in person is almost negligible. For someone who cares so much about his image to talk to everyone

No matter how you think about it, it’s impossible to grab books together. Then none of the housekeepers queuing up are really Ninzu family! What if he has already bought the book when I give it to him? He scratched his head with a grimace.

Forget it, since we've been queuing all night, let's wait until we buy it! If he doesn't want it, just give it to someone else.

From seven o'clock until noon, I stamped my feet that were numb from standing and squatted down to eat.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I shifted my weight from my left foot to my right foot, and then from my right foot to my left foot. I have begun to admire those otakus from the bottom of my heart. It was really hard for them when those limited edition anime peripherals were released.

Wait. During this period, more than one person called me and asked me why I didn’t go to class. I could only brave the cold wind and

As soon as I explained it clearly. When the class monitor knew that I was asking for leave because I was waiting in line to buy novels, my voice dropped several degrees. It felt colder in my ears than the cold wind blowing on my body. When I asked for leave yesterday, I first called the teacher.

Yes, the teacher agreed before notifying the class monitor. Now it seems that there is still a price to pay for cutting first and playing later.

At four o'clock, the crowd started to get excited, and I started to cheer up.

At five o'clock, everyone started to look at their watches from time to time, and their bodies were adjusted to the best condition, ready to sprint at any time.

At six o'clock, the bookstore opened on time. With my extraordinary mobility and reaction ability, I took the lead and rushed to the bookshelf where the set of books was placed.

At 6:13, I stood at the door of the bookstore with a proud look on my face. In my backpack were the two sets of limited edition romance novels.

At 6:50, I returned home, took a hot bath, and fell into bed to catch up on my sleep.

At 7:30, I was woken up by a phone call.

Drowsily, he reached out his hand from the quilt and touched the mobile phone on the bedside.

"Hello, Murong Ziyun, who is this?

"Murong, it's me!"

"Conan? What's the matter? Is there any news about vampires?" When I heard Conan's voice, I immediately came to my senses.

"Not yet."

"Really!" I breathed a sigh of relief. No similar cases have happened yet, which proves that vampires are not killing people everywhere. "Then what's the reason for your call this time?"

"The doctor asked me to call you. He wants to ask if you have any more expensive flowers that he would like to borrow to participate in this year's winter flower show."

I turned over on the bed and continued: "I didn't expect the doctor to be interested in flower arrangements! I thought he only knew about research all day long!"

"Actually, it's uncle who wants the flowers!"

"Moori Kogoro?"

"That's right."

"Why does he want flowers? Is he also going to the flower show? I didn't expect that Uncle Maori still has that Yaxing!" I asked doubtfully. Since it was Kogoro Moori who wanted the flowers, why did the doctor call Conan to fight?

Call me?

"...Because Okino Yoko will also be going to this winter flower show."

Oh! So I took this opportunity to meet my idol!

"Then why did the doctor ask you to call?"

"That was because my uncle introduced the doctor to a major scientific research customer, and then took the opportunity to ask the doctor to help find it. Because the flowers that go to the flower show must be rare varieties, and almost no flowers are still blooming in this season.

"Conan's voice was a bit muffled. It was obvious that he had been depressed by these two people for a long time.

"If that's the case, then why do you choose this time to bloom?" At this time of year, the chrysanthemums have just faded, and the plum blossoms haven't bloomed yet.

Conan also said helplessly: "Those are just for show by people from the upper class. Most of their flowers are grown in greenhouses, so there are flowers in any season. It's not a good time to hold a flower show specially at this time."

I just want to show that I am different!"

I thought for a while and said: "Maybe I still have a few pots of blooming chrysanthemums in my garden in Kanagawa. The temperature there is slightly higher than here, and some of them may not have faded yet. When do you want them?"

"The flower show will be held in three days."

"Then I'll go back to Kanagawa tomorrow."

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome. You often help me check things. It's just a small thing! But it's really hard for those people to think of a flower show in winter. Are there really so many people attending this kind of flower show?"

"I heard that the attendees are all well-known people, some well-known stars, writers, painters, and entrepreneurs."

Well-known writer? It can’t be such a coincidence, right?

"Hey, Conan, is there a romance novelist named Tomoko Harafuji among the writers participating in the flower show?"

"Yes, there is! Xiaolan and Yuanzi are both fans of her books. Because of this, they were excited for a long time and even said they would go to her to get her autograph..."

Listening to Conan's complaining voice on the phone, I raised the corner of my mouth. Then I said in a very sweet tone: "Hey, Brother Shinichi."

"What, what's the matter?" Conan on the other end of the phone suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. What is that girl planning? After these days of contact, Conan has been very sure that the seemingly innocent girl is actually someone who must not be offended.

Especially when she calls her brother Shinichi in this tone, nothing good will happen. Although she knows that she will not harm herself, she still feels nervous when she hears this tone of voice.

"You and Sister Xiaolan will also go to the flower show with Uncle Maori!"

"Ah! Yes!"

"Then can you please help me get an autograph from Tomoko Harafuji?"

"...want an autograph?" Conan was stunned, and then asked in great surprise: "You also like to read romance novels?"

"Of course not, I want to give it away. Is that okay?"

"If you just want a signature, no problem!"

"Then I will bring the book with me when I send the flowers. Sorry to trouble you, Brother Shinichi!"

"Um……"

I hung up the phone happily and continued to catch up on my sleep. I have to rush to Kanagawa after class tomorrow. Why have I been so busy lately? But since I am going to the Mori Detective Agency, I might as well prepare Yagyu’s birthday present. By the way,

Come back, he is right now

My impression is still very bad. He won't refuse to accept the gift I gave him! Otherwise, please ask Yukimura to pass it on? Even if his impression of me is not good, his minister will still give him some face! Forget it, what happens next
Chapter completed!