The fake primary school student pushed up his glasses, held the microphone, and took a deep breath.
The next moment, an indescribable singing sound echoed through the box, passed through the bug, and went straight into the ears of Shuichi Akai and Judy.
In an instant, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, electricity roared, and all the most unpleasant sounds in the world took shape at this moment. The volume that hit the soul shocked Judy's body, her eyes were dull, and her mind went blank. She briefly began to wonder why she
will be born into this world.
This confusion seemed to last for a long time, until a slightly trembling hand stretched out like lightning and pressed the mute button of the computer.
"..."
After a while, Judy slowly exhaled and leaned back on the chair.
"It turns out that what makes them stop talking is this kind of thing." Her expression was complicated, as if she was facing the most difficult puzzle in the world. "Why? Why can someone with the same vocal cords make such a sound?
"
Akai Shuichi silently rubbed his ears: "..."
…
Conan sang the whole song heartily and put down the microphone comfortably: Sure enough, it is boring to hum quietly at home alone. It is better to sing in a place like KTV, so that there is a sense of atmosphere and a sense of standing.
The joy of receiving applause from all directions on the stage.
As he wished, the applause did ring out, but it was a little sparse and sounded a bit fragile and desolate for no reason.
Conan turned his head in confusion and suddenly discovered something bad: "Hashimoto... well, why is Uncle Hashimoto missing?"
Jiang Xia withdrew his hearing from Gui Fei and played with a large ball of fresh iced black tea in his hand with murderous intent: "..." Of course it was because he couldn't hold back your singing, so he sneaked away without any hope.
"If I had known this, I should have sent a message as Uzuo just now, asking Hashimoto Maya to sit here and listen to the song carefully." Jiang Xia sighed inwardly, "But Uzuo seems not to care about such trivial matters.
It’s a small matter... forget it, we are all in Tokyo anyway, and there will be plenty of opportunities to come to KTV for team building in the future, and it won’t be long before now.”
Although there was a slight flaw, the facts proved that bringing everyone to Ktv tonight was the right move.
——The moment Conan spoke, not only did Maya Hashimoto's murderous aura surge, but even the FBI car outside emitted a large amount of murderous aura like French fries and sunflowers, coming from the generous teacher Judy and the stingy teacher respectively.
Shuichi Akai... Unfortunately, the latter only lasted for a few seconds and disappeared after the FBI ace completely regained his mind.
Jiang Xia was worried about this short period of distribution. He silently muttered to the ghosts: "When Shuichi Akai officially joins the job, I will ask him to accompany Conan to the KTV to practice singing every day - not to squeeze out the murderous spirit, but the red side and the red side."
There must be a lot of common topics, and it would be good for everyone if they make friends."
"..." Several ghosts gathered around to look at the murderous smell of freshly baked melon seeds, suppressed their consciences, and nodded in agreement.
…
Not only Maya Hashimoto and FBI, but two female high school students next to them were also shocked by this incredible singing voice.
However, after all, they had been in the same class as Kudo Shinichi since they were young, and had already suffered a lot of abuse during many years of music lessons. Compared with Maya Hashimoto, their resistance was very different.
Therefore, during the whole song just now, although Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko thought about running away, in the end they just encouraged each other to maintain their smiles, and were full of admiration for Jiang Xia who looked indifferent next to them - indeed
The famous detectives who kept their expressions calm despite the collapse of the mountain can still face this kind of singing without any fluctuation. It seems that they still have something to learn.
As he was sighing in confusion, Conan, who didn't get an answer, asked again in confusion: "Where is Hashimoto-san?"
"Ah? Oh, he..." Suzuki Sonoko came to her senses and realized that someone had escaped from Conan's clutches.
This made her full of opinions about the detective assistant who was unwilling to share the joys and sorrows with them: "Just now he said he wanted to go to the bathroom and left in a hurry."
Conan's heart skipped a beat: Oops, I was so engrossed in singing just now that I forgot to pay attention to Maya Hashimoto's movements...
"Okay, why did this guy sneak away? He can't really go to the bathroom, right?" Conan thought solemnly, "Is he really related to the person who was following behind him, so he sneaked out to trade in the chaos?"
He was about to go out to look for it anxiously, but at this moment, the door handle of the box clicked and someone unscrewed it from the outside.
"It's true that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here." Suzuki Sonoko snorted and said angrily toward the door, "Don't you know that children need more encouragement? Even if you find it unpleasant, you can't... huh?"
Looking at the unfamiliar face at the door, Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "Who are you?"
——The person who pushed in the door was not Maya Hashimoto as they imagined, but a thin man with long hair.
When the thin man saw the people in the room, he was also stunned. He looked even more confused than Suzuki Sonoko: "Who are you?"
"?" Suzuki Sonoko slapped the table, "Who else could it be? Of course we are guests who are here to sing!"
"But isn't this... ah!" The thin man saw the sign on the door clearly and looked embarrassed, "This is box No. 3. Sorry, sorry, the door number of this store is not very conspicuous. I went to the wrong place."
He closed the door while bowing and retreating. Unexpectedly, a burly man happened to be passing by in the corridor at this time. The two collided unexpectedly, and the thin man was knocked to the ground.
"Huh?" The burly man realized that he seemed to have hit something. He lowered his head and glanced at the person on the ground, and he was actually quite polite. "Little brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The thin man quickly got up, "I'm so sorry."
"Watch the road carefully next time." The burly man waved his hand and went straight into the box next to him without saying another word.
The thin man sighed, patted the dirt on his body, and entered the box door on the other side.
Silence returned outside.
Suzuki Sonoko stood up and walked to the door, looking around: "That guy hasn't come back yet? Does he think Conan hasn't finished singing yet?"
Conan: "?" What do you mean? It's like that guy was scared away by my singing. Obviously he just slipped away to do bad things...
Jiang Xia also walked to the door and looked out: "Should I call him back?"
Just as he was talking, a man with gray hair and dressed as a fisherman came to the front desk seven or eight meters away.
Conan's eyes immediately moved away - Maya Hashimoto's quiet departure made him see that everyone present seemed to be the illegal trading partner of the suspected fake.
"You just finished fishing and you came to the KTV to sing alone with your fishing gear?" Conan whispered to Jiang Xia, "Don't you think this old man is a bit strange?"
