Jiang Xia found several tickets falling to his feet.
He picked it up and walked over to join the conversation: "Is this something you dropped?"
"Ah, yes, yes." Masumi Takamori was like a mouse confronting a cat. He maintained his composure on his face, but in his heart he didn't want to have any unnecessary interactions with the famous detective opposite him.
She took a look at the things in Jiang Xia's hands and found that they were not necessary, so she did not go to pick them up. She smiled and said, "Our company is hosting a fashion show. This is a ticket for the exhibition, including food and accommodation. I heard that the host place is
It was a French-style villa built by a wealthy man in the last century. If you have time, you can come and take a look - I have to prepare for a performance, so I will leave first."
After saying that, she looked at her watch, seemed to be in a hurry, picked up the huge suitcase she had just bought, and left quickly.
After walking a while, Takamori Masumi quietly looked back.
When she found that the group of classmates hadn't followed, she breathed a sigh of relief. After walking around the corner, she accelerated and trotted away.
…
In the mall.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were still looking at the ticket with great interest.
"Boduo Fashion Design Company, where Masumi works as a model?" Suzuki Sonoko recalled the information she saw when she helped her sister choose a wedding dress. "I remember that although this company is not large in scale, it has a high reputation among its customer base.
The wedding dresses they designed are actually very beautiful, but it’s a pity that they haven’t completely become famous yet, so they are still some distance away from becoming a real big name. But if it continues like this, sooner or later, there will be some achievements.”
Mao Lilan checked the information and was quite pleased: "Look, Masumi is actually the chief model. It seems that she has completely gotten rid of the predicament she had when she was a child. It's really good."
Jiang Xia was also looking at the tickets in his hand, but he didn't have much impression of this classmate. Jiang Xia Tongzhi had saved a grade in middle school, so counting the time, he was still a senior of Mao Lilan and the others in elementary school, and they didn't know him.
This strange schoolgirl who became a model after having sex.
Conan does have some impressions of Masumi Takamori, but the filter of an old classmate whom she hasn't seen for many years really can't cover up her strangeness.
He thought of the suitcase next to Masumi Takamori. Conan took advantage of the chaos and shook the suitcase just now, and found that it was empty. Coupled with the packaging that had not been completely removed, this suitcase should have been something she had just bought from the mall.
It seems reasonable for a somewhat famous model to buy a suitcase on the eve of a business trip.
Let's get rid of that for now. There's only one weirdest part left.
Conan tugged on Jiang Xia's clothes and whispered again: "If you think about it again, you really haven't seen her in the past few years?"
Jiang Xia: "No."
Conan touched his chin: "That's strange. I feel that she is very afraid of you, but she just gave you the ticket again, as if she wants to have the next contact with you."
"I can explain why you dare to give me the ticket." Jiang Xia held the ticket down and showed the elementary school student who was not tall enough to see the detailed information on it:
“Although the venue for the catwalk show is also in Tokyo, it is relatively remote, almost to Gunma Prefecture next door. Many people find it too far and are too lazy to go there.
"And that day happened to be a working day. Masumi Takamori is already a working person. Maybe in her view, students can only go to class on working days, and they can't keep their appointments even if they get tickets.
"In addition to the sudden encounter, she may not have come back to her senses at the time. People in that state can easily make some irrational hasty decisions in order to cover up something. So in the end..."
When the two people were talking in a low voice, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also noticed this.
——It's not because they are good at reasoning, but because they were excited to go to the appointment, and then after counting the time, they discovered the tragedy that "they happened to have class when Masumi was doing the show."
Suzuki Sonoko almost crumpled the ticket: "Why does it have to be a working day!"
Mao Lilan also sighed: "Masumi specially gave us the tickets, she must really hope that we can go there. I remember that her mother abandoned her very early, and her character did not like to make friends. If she is alone,
She walked on the show, and there was no one in the audience she knew..."
Suzuki Sonoko felt sad for a while after hearing this, so she slapped her chest and interrupted the desolate atmosphere with great passion: "It's decided, let's ask for leave! Anyway, the exams are over, and the school has been relatively leisurely recently. The catwalk is here
As expected, you still need to have a group of relatives and friends to support you when doing something like this. Masumi also needs to have what others have!"
Jiang Xia: "..."
Conan: "..."
Although……
but……
Oh, I hope she will be really moved when we show up there.
…
When the high school students made a hurried decision to travel and packed their luggage.
the other side.
Kazuma Kurosawa, who was finally able to walk independently, left the hospital with Maya Hashimoto, who had been a haggard escort for a few days, intending to meet the caretaker who came as a substitute.
Maya Hashimoto was absent-minded and followed Kurosawa Kazuma out like a ghost, thinking about other things: "..." It has been so long since leaving the island, and even the media have dispersed...
…Why didn’t Uzo come to him?
What is the purpose of that guy? Do you want to see him survive countless "accidents" like Mr. Ireland, or do you want to tease him as a confidant, challenge Mr. Ireland's authority, and draw out this real goal?
...I can't guess, I can't guess at all.
Maya Hashimoto: "..." And based on previous experience, the really bad times are often when you think you have guessed it right - for example, when returning to Tokyo from the UK, Mr. Ireland thought that Uzo would not attack the plane.
He had to throw away his parachute.
Although in another sense, the parachute was indeed thrown correctly, under the circumstances at that time, Maya Hashimoto would rather hold a parachute and regard it as a quick-acting life-saving pill...
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a squeaking sound of the brakes.
Maya Hashimoto raised her head alertly and saw a streamlined sports car parked on the street. The convertible was open, and the man wearing sunglasses and holding a cigarette in the driver's seat snapped his fingers at them.
: "Why are you so listless? Get in the car!"
Maya Hashimoto: "?"
He turned to look at Kurosawa Kazuma. After a brief time together during the first aid period, the relationship between the two became a little more harmonious than before.
Kazuma Kurosawa looked at the car and the people in it, his eyes twitched slightly, and he said to Maya Hashimoto: "Get in the car. This is Inozuka Jiro, the younger brother of the previous Inozuka Taro."
Maya Hashimoto: "???"
...Isn’t there a little difference in the painting styles between you two brothers?!
