"?!" Mao Lilan's face turned pale, and the cup in her hand squeaked, "But, didn't you say there are no ghosts in the world?"
Jiang Xia looked back and realized that the classmate who was afraid of ghosts had misunderstood what he meant. He laughed: "I mean, there is an extra living person in the room."
He raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the living room.
Mao Lilan followed his line of sight and found that a middle-aged man with sallow complexion had appeared there.
The man held a picture folder in one hand and a paintbrush in the other. He occasionally looked at the crowd with a sinister look, then immersed himself in painting a few strokes, showing a strange smile.
"The smile is really scary. Is he painting?" Suzuki Sonoko whispered to two classmates, "I don't think I've seen him on the bus before."
The tour guide next to him heard their words and introduced: "That's Mr. Kobayashi, a painter. He seemed to like the scenery here very much, so he came here in advance."
"The painter surnamed Xiaolin..." Mao Lilan's star-chasing DNA suddenly moved. She suddenly remembered something, and the fear she had just wiped away, and she became excited, "Is it Mr. Kobayashi Seiji? I read it in a magazine
I’ve seen his works!”
"Kobayashi Seiji?" The old doctor next to him, who had been sitting quietly with a smile, had obviously heard of this name.
He stood up after hearing this and curiously walked towards the painter sitting in the corner: "I seem to have seen your paintings before - what are you painting? Are you painting us people?"
Seeing him approaching, the painter uneasily covered the drawing board: "It's nothing, it's just a draft now."
The old doctor realized that he didn't want people to see the painting, so he scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I was just a little curious."
Next to him, Hattori Heiji said he wanted to keep a distance from Jiangxia and the others, but in fact, he did not know when he moved to Jiangxia and the others.
Seeing Kobayashi Seiji's secretive look at this time, the Osaka detective laughed and whispered to a group of classmates: "You can't look at that person's paintings while eating."
Mao Lilan was startled: "Why? I remember that his paintings are quite beautiful and the colors are very rich."
Hattori Heiji: "You see paintings that can be reviewed in magazines, but in fact most of his works cannot be published at all - I remember that when he was in Osaka, he was involved in a murder case and became a
The suspect in that case, because he was..."
"What are the young people muttering about together?"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter floated from the opposite side, interrupting their conversation.
Jiang Xia raised her head and found that it was the couple with a big age gap. After a few glasses of wine, the two of them had lost their calm look. At this time, they clinked glasses with each other, and then joked: "Speaking of which, the resort is...
A great place to bond.”
The gray-haired man hugged his young wife and said proudly: "My wife and I met at the resort!"
The lady leaned against him and smiled politely.
She didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, and quickly turned the matter around to a few high school students: "Don't miss the chance to have beautiful scenery at this beautiful time - like you and you, you and you, and you and you."
She stretched out her hand and boldly selected six people, forming three pairs: "They look like a perfect match! Seize the opportunity."
"?" Hattori Heiji said in response, "How can Kazuha be a good match for this idiot who can get stuck in a hole even when crossing a bridge?"
Vodka: "...?" Why are you scolding me? It's none of my business. Do you think I like to get involved with people around Uzo?!
Apparently they were not the only ones who were dissatisfied with this show. Conan's eyes were twitching wildly and he tried to keep smiling: "But I think Uncle Shinde and Sister Xiaolan are not suitable. Dr. Shinde is too old."
Belmode, who thought this pairing was very interesting: "..."
Fortunately, she is not a real new uncle, and she has no such thoughts about Xiaolan. Otherwise, according to Cool Guy's ability to offend people, Uzo might not be able to help but start writing the script of "The incident of the school doctor murdering an elementary school student for love"
Already.
The rich lady opposite saw their reactions and laughed happily: "Just a joke, and what if it works out? - Being young means having unlimited possibilities!"
"That's right!" The wealthy real estate businessman flipped his gray hair and managed to find a sense of presence in this topic. "When I first met my wife, she was so young and beautiful. I didn't expect that we could get married.
We are lovers - but now you see, we are not together yet, this is fate!"
Vodka: "..." I don't know whether it's fate or not. I only know that judging from the little lady's avoidance, you must have a small fortune... If your wife has another lover, the two of them will have a deep relationship.
If you hide a hidden story, your script will be on the right track...
…
The atmosphere in the room was getting hot. Suddenly, the radio playing soothing music next to it changed its style and inserted a piece of news.
[Emergency broadcast, emergency broadcast——
[Early this morning, a suspect escaped while being taken to the Inshang Police Station in Huiyuan Village.
[This suspect is suspected of major cases such as the Tosho Town massacre case and the Chuzenyuan destruction case. He is extremely dangerous. Please citizens...]
"Why are you suddenly broadcasting something like this?" Senior Tono was holding a wine glass and was about to talk to Suzuki Sonoko. Hearing this, he couldn't help but frowned and turned off the radio.
"Huiyuan Village Inshang Police Station..." The wife shook her wine glass and thought for a while. Suddenly she remembered something and sat upright. "Isn't this the nearby police station? It's near the bus parking lot. I saw it.
Passed. Did that cruel guy run this way?! - Turn on the radio and listen to his escape route!"
"Why are you listening to that kind of unlucky thing?" The middle-aged man huddled in another corner smiled coldly, "Besides, if the police knew his escape route, would they have allowed him to escape until now? They would have caught him long ago.
Already."
Vodka glanced at this guy who was suspected of being a villa destroyer, and touched his swollen mouth thoughtfully: "..." The family murder case in the news, coupled with the sabotage case... could this be you?
Boy.
"Speaking of which, those stupid police officers have actually locked in on the suspect?"
Vodka discovered something new from these short pieces of information: "You really can't tell a person by his appearance. Yesterday they seemed to have no clue, but today they have made such great progress... Hiss, I have to be careful too, I can't
Treat them with contempt like before, otherwise I might be the next one on the radio!"
