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Conan was a little confused for a moment, and he began to model hard in his mind, simulating how the "Black Cat" jumped with a bomb in full view of everyone and successfully survived... Could it be by relying on the thrown wire?
"What are you jumping out of? Don't say such unlucky words."
Suzuki Sonoko pinched Conan's face again: "Ritsuki has been sitting next to me and comforted me after the explosion!" Her face turned red, she blinked and looked at Shiraishi, and said shyly and emotionally: "It's really reliable.
Where’s the man?”
"..." He didn't even add a title, just called his name... A few stupid hairs popped out of Mao Lilan's head, and she felt that Yuanzi was making friends at an extremely fast speed.
……Always?
This word made Conan finally realize something.
——The Shinkansen at that time was all closed except for the window on the second floor that was smashed open by a thermos cup.
Moreover, when the black cat flew out, the angle was slightly lower than the horizontal. Even if it turned around and flew back, it would most likely be flat against the speeding car, and a layer of skin would be wiped off.
Thinking about it from another angle, the fact that you can see Shiraishi with not a single hair out of place here may not be because of the black cat's incredible escape skills, but... he took off the wrong vest from the beginning?
He pushed away Suzuki Sonoko's hand that kept poking his face and looked at this former high school classmate: "Shiraishi was really sitting next to you just now? He never left?"
"Yes." Suzuki Sonoko didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly she held her face intoxicated with one hand, while the other hand held a stack of Polaroid photos that she had just spit out, and shook them happily twice:
"It looks good even when sleeping. The three-dimensional and layered feeling when the sun shines on it is simply..."
"Garden, garden." Mao Lilan was sweating like crazy and almost didn't dare to look in the direction of Baishi.
My best friend was probably emotionally affected by the explosion and sudden evacuation just now. The ladylike appearance she pretended at the beginning gradually disappeared and she started to get excited.
If you reveal your true nature like this...
She finally couldn't help but take a peek at Shiraishi, and sure enough, she saw him staring at the photos in Suzuki Sonoko's hand, with a face full of hesitation and hesitation.
Suzuki Sonoko's words were interrupted by Mao Lilan, and she later realized that secretly filming seemed not to be a good idea.
She stiffened slightly, laughed a few times, and wanted to put the "evidence" away without incident. However, just as she reached for the small satchel at her waist, Conan suddenly grabbed the stack of photos and looked through them.
The blurry scenery outside the window matches, and the light matches. From the reflection of the car window, you can still see Suzuki Sonoko's grinning face, and the camera she is holding...
If these can still be explained as time differences, then the last picture completely makes Conan unable to insist on the view of "White Stone = Black Cat".
It was a somewhat blurry photo, probably due to the hand shaking of the person who took the photo. But even so, you could see a little abnormal light in the background, which was the firelight from the explosion.
...When the black cat flew down with the bomb, Shiraishi was really sleeping on the chair.
Having come to this conclusion, Conan sighed again, slowly sorted out the photos, handed them back to Suzuki Sonoko, then put his pocket in his pocket and looked at the bridge in the distance that was temporarily blocked by the police, and closed himself up again.
Looking at his expression, and then at Suzuki Sonoko who was having fun with the photo next to him, Shiraishi unscrewed his own water glass and quietly breathed a sigh of relief while drinking.
Finally believed it.
No wonder Conan always likes to choose Sonoko Suzuki as the target for anesthesia when Kogoro Mouri is away - her ability to unconsciously smooth things over is pretty strong.
This assist, this evidence collection... Shiraishi almost thought he hired a trap while he was sleepwalking.
Having said that, the photos are really nice, much better than his previous selfies. I will come over later to wash an extra copy and hang them on my wall to decorate the environment.
The relevant people were quickly transported away by police cars, some were being investigated, and some were being recorded as witnesses.
Conan didn't know whether it was because his target was small or because his aura was easily overlooked, but in the end, no police found him.
The four people quickly got into a car that was temporarily transferred to take passengers to a nearby town.
On the way, Shiraishi saw Conan hiding in a corner, took out a very mini thing that looked like a fax machine, clicked it, and asked someone to follow up on the case.
On the seat behind her, Suzuki Sonoko was also calling her sister in a low voice, telling Suzuki Ayako that there was something wrong on the road and they would arrive later.
"Chikako has already told me about the situation. She happens to be on that Shinkansen. If you can't find the way, you can ask her to bring you here." Suzuki Ayako was very talkative and comforted, "Don't be afraid of being late. Just be fine.
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When the bomb exploded, the Shinkansen was already far away from Kyoto. It was really not as good as a few people trying to figure it out on their own if the driver came from Tokyo to pick him up.
After getting off the bus, Suzuki Sonoko looked at the unfamiliar environment around her and told Mao Lilan and Shiraishi about Suzuki Ayako's arrangement.
Then she touched her chin again, feeling a little worried:
"I haven't seen Sister Chikako for a long time. She has become a homebody recently. She just stays at home all day long watching movies, writing novels, and rewriting scripts...
"I don't know if I'll recognize her again if I see her again, but don't get fat. She looked pretty before."
Speaking of this, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something. She stopped talking, glanced at Shiraishi, then narrowed her eyes and muttered, "No, today, she'd better gain some weight..."
"Keep your voice down, your image will be ruined if heard." Mao Lilan wiped her cold sweat and reminded in a low voice.
Even though I was used to my best friends being crazy about each other, when the person I was crazy about suddenly became someone I knew, I always felt a little ashamed.
The two of them were biting their ears quietly, and Bai Shi's voice suddenly sounded next to them: "You are talking about..."
"We are not talking about anything! You heard me wrong!" Mao Li stood at attention and turned to Shiraishi stiffly, trying hard to cover up his best friend, trying to help her maintain her shaky ladylike image.
Suzuki Sonoko also shut up immediately and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"?" Baishi didn't pay much attention to the whispers of the two little girls, and didn't understand why Mao Lilan suddenly said such a thing.
The three of them stared at each other for a while. Finally, Shiraishi, who was still confused, spoke first.
He raised his finger and pointed to the side, deciding to finish what he had just interrupted: "Is the person you are talking about her?"