"Ah--!" Qian Yu screamed and sat up from the bed. He glanced at the clock. It was already past three in the morning. "Tsk... this should be the first..."

Qian Yu glanced at the notebook on the bedside table, and the horizontal bars drawn by the seven pencils on it were very conspicuous. "Is this the eighth time..." Qian Yu thought, grabbed the pen, drew the eighth stroke on the notebook, then took off his strength and fell back on the bed. "Damn it! Damn it!!! Damn it..."

As long as you fall asleep, a car is crushed by a large truck that rushes to pieces, it will appear in a dream and torture Qianyu's heart.

But as soon as you wake up, the pain of the scattered grief will sweep across Qianyu's head. Even if you just turn your head a little, or lower your head and raise your head, it will cause severe pain. The pain that seems to be stirring brain matter in your brain with a wooden stick makes Qianyu almost desperate.

This is a symptom of insufficient sleep.

I didn't sleep well yesterday. First, based on my inspiration, I used the mechanism of the bus safety hammer to modify the umbrella tip cone. Second, I entrust my heroin on the dark web and then receive the information reward from the dark web.

Then, in order to use the money legally, Qianyu also needs to clean them up. For example, purchasing unendorsed traveler checks from wealthy businessmen who have a large number of legal assets but do not need to be used for the time being; forging some credentials for high-priced items; forging direct deposits to Swiss banks. (Swiss banks were still positive interest rates in 1994, and they were still the paradise of black money where information was not disclosed. Most importantly, tax evasion is just an illegal rather than a crime in Switzerland, so even if you know that someone deposits black money in Swiss banks to evade taxes, Swiss laws and the complete neutral position of non-alignment and non-extradition will make those who recover taxes return to the taxes in vain.)

Qianyu did these things until after two in the morning.

Qianyu took out two painkillers, took them under drinking water, and lay motionless on the bed.

By the way, I can actually-

A minute later, Qianyu fell asleep with a relieved expression.

...

Six hours later, Dr. Agasa's mansion.

"Doctor's Beetle is broken?" Qianyu said speechlessly, pulling the small box. "So we take the train to Fukushima?"

"Ah, yes, ah hahaha..." Dr. Agasa scratched his head and said awkwardly. "But we should go to Tochigi Prefecture to see the festival first, and then to Fukushima."

"Anyway, carrying a box and taking a train is also a very interesting experience," Conan said smoothly. "Besides, the five of us brought so many boxes, and it seems that the Doctor's Beetle is not easy to sit on."

"It's even less than enough to take the food you bought at the festival." Mitsuhiko agreed.

"If we come back by train, we can buy a lot of delicious food!" Yuan Tai cheered.

"Okay..." Qian Yu said, biting her lip.

I thought I could take a bus there, but now... I can only find time to mail it.

Walking on the streets of Tokyo with the little guys and Dr. Agasa, Chiho sighed. Before that, Chiho rarely had the opportunity to carry his suitcase and walk in broad daylight. Such ordinary days are really fresh and interesting.

"Chianyu," Conan's voice suddenly appeared. "Didn't you go out much before?"

"I like staying at home." Qian Yu said lightly.

If you want to take the train to Ashikaga City, you need to leave from Tokyo Railway Station, so you need to first go to Mikata Station and take the city railway to Chiyoda District. (Tokyo Railway Station is in Chiyoda District, which is also the administrative core of the entire Japan) Then take the Utsumiya Line to Utsumiya Station (Utsumiya is the prefecture of Tochigi), then take the tram to Ashikaga City, and then transfer to the town Chiyo is going to.

"Wow!" When the group boarded the train from Tokyo to Utsunomiya, Ayumi Mitsuhiko and Monta were jumping on the train seats, making sounds of admiration from time to time.

"They obviously feel fresher than me." Qianyu took a sip of water and said to Conan, who was sitting opposite him reading Sherlock Holmes novels.

"They are normal, but you are different." Conan's careless words made Qianyu suddenly nervous. "How do you say this?"

"Your mind is much more mature than them," Conan put down the book and looked at Qianyu. "So I thought you would be much calmer."

"Blame me?" Qian Yu rolled his eyes.

"No, our current property is still available," said a soft male voice, which was heard in Qianyu's ears. The voice was very soft, and he was obviously a very tutored boy. "So you don't have to worry about it."

"?" Qian Yu just turned his head and was attracted by the person who was talking.

The person who spoke was a boy who was over 1.7 meters tall. He had fair skin, delicate facial features, and a short white head that made people excited. He wore black short-sleeved shirts and gray trousers, and was an elegant and elegant boy.

"Will you not be able to move your eyes when you meet a good-looking big brother?" Conan looked at Qian Yu jokingly.

"Ha?" Qianyu was confused. "What the hell?"

"Your eyes just now," Conan put down the book, supported his elbows on the car window, held his head with his hands, and had a frivolous expression on his face. "Like like a little girl facing a celebrity fantasy."

"But you can't help but admit it," Qianyu turned his head back, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "He is indeed a very beautiful boy, and people always have a heart of appreciation for beautiful things."

"A mixed-race child from Japan and Nordic, a first-year student in Didan High School, loves electronic music, and his parents may have passed away recently." Conan closed his eyes and said softly.

"He?" Qian Yu was stunned and turned around and took a look. "How do you know?"

"The five-dimensional structure is strong, not purely native bloodline. Considering that the roots are white, it can basically be considered natural white." Conan opened his eyes and leaned against the wall of the car. "This kind of facial features is more common in European bloodline, and in Europe, natural white will definitely give priority to the bloodline of the Scandinavian region."

"For this, Didan High School first-year high school student, look at his mobile phone. The decoration on it is a glove. It was the winning award of the 'Charity Shield' Cup football competition held at the beginning of April. The reason for this is a glove is that there are only five high school students in the Didan High School team, and one of the five goalkeepers is the main player of the team. He also won the Golden Glove Award for the Cup with his swing. Therefore, the team gave all the first-year high school students who watched the game at that time a glove ornament."

"For electronic music, I saw him at the station just now," Conan said, his expression slightly showing the embarrassment of taking advantage of his own odds but being told by himself. "He was holding a copy of "Electronic Rakuten King" in his hand."

"But the last one?" Qianyu looked at Conan speechlessly, then curiously said. "How did you infer the last one??"

"'Our property is still in use', this is a parent's tone, so even if parents are alive, they will definitely not be by their side. The word 'our property' is also very subtle. What are the ways for minors to make money? So obviously it is possible to have inherited deposits such as inheritance." (Minors have no way to make money. Even if there is, how many brothers can there be in the world who will let their sisters "make money"? This possibility can be ignored.)

"Wait a minute," Qianyu asked suddenly. "Are there many Nordic whites in Tokyo?"

"It shouldn't be much. After all, life in Nordic is not much worse than here, and not many people will come here for some reason." Conan was stunned and replied in a silence.

"Oh..." Qian Yu's eyes lit up for a moment, and then they darkened again. "I understand."

A minute later, Qian Yu sat opposite the white boy. "Brother, do you mind chatting with me?"

"Children, what are you going to talk about?" Bai Shaoneng was obviously a little surprised, but then he returned to normal.

"Brother, what's your name?" Qian Yu kept tapping the table with his index finger while asking.

"My name is Yu," the boy replied. "Where are you?"

"Qianyu." Qianyu's behavior of knocking on the table suddenly stopped. He took a deep breath and then showed an impeccable smile. "Where are you going to this trip?"

"Go to Utsunomiya Station." Yu glanced at the seat on the other side, and kept looking at him and Chia, and said. "Then change to a city tram."

"We got off at Utsunomiya, too. Are you going--?"

"Go to Utsunomiya?" Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then continued. "I'll transfer to the tram and go back to Ashikaga."

"Ashikaga City...we are planning to go there to see the ceremony of Goddess Chayihi." Qianyu also noticed Conan's gaze, looked at Conan and said again.

"Cha Yiji?" Yu looked interested. "In other words, are you coming to Ouma?"

"Are you a native of Omuran?" Qianyu showed a happy expression. "It seems that we are on the same road with our brother. Can you take us around there?"

"Okay," Yu replied happily, "Then I'll take you there!"

"Hey?" Ayumi ran to Yu. "Are the big brother and we all the way?"

"Ah," Yu said to Ai with a smile. "Yes, my elder brother will lead the way for you~"

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Chapter completed!