Conan: Peppermint Beluga

When I go to the beach, I can't help but want to eat fried noodles with red **** sauce. Matsuda, who doesn't take the usual route, ordered a cold soba with tempura. He is a picky eater and can't accept the taste of red ginger.

Michiwaki Masahiko took out a cigarette case from his pocket as soon as he ordered the order, and was very proficient in igniting it in his mouth.

Matsuda frowned slightly. He also has a very sensitive sense of smell. He doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. Besides, smoking in a public environment is of poor quality.

"By the way, Mr. Michiwaki, why did you come to Izu? Are you traveling?" Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously.

Daowaki Masahiko said with a smile: "I just came out to take a break from my love interest, and my girlfriend dumped me cruelly. Just when I was staring at the sea in a daze, I saw a very beautiful angel. "

"..."

Matsuda couldn't help lowering his head and rolling his eyes, what the man said was more greasy than the iron plate pork belly on the table next door. And this person is lying, he is clearly looking for someone with a purpose... But it may also be a means for this scumbag to hook up with people.

"If my hunch is correct, I think you should be the goddess who can save me."

The greasy Neptune continued to speak. The two straight men sat together with speechless expressions. How did they say such words? Conan looked at Sonoko's blushing cheeks, and even held his face shyly... Really, is Sonoko so shy?

Matsuda didn't want to continue listening to such unappetizing words, and he didn't want to continue smoking second-hand smoke, but just as he was about to get up, a dark-skinned boy came over and suddenly put the beer ordered by Dowaki on the table, with a very bad attitude.

"Your draft beer has been brought here." The dark-skinned boy turned around with a cold face and continued; "Sir, please don't get the cigarette ashes on the floor, or it will be troublesome to clean later."

Michiwaki Masahiko was taken aback, he put out his cigarette and nodded in response, "Oh...I see."

Seeing the waiter leave, Dowaki muttered in a low voice, "This clerk's attitude is really bad enough."

Matsuda held his chin and picked up the Coke on the table. He was very grateful to the clerk, otherwise he would have to continue smoking second-hand smoke.

"Sonoko, do you think you saw that clerk somewhere?" Maorilan looked at Sonoko and asked in a low voice.

"Of course we've seen him. He's the little boss of the hotel we stayed in. I heard that he came back to help because of the summer vacation." Suzuki Sonoko said indifferently.

Mao Lilan wondered, "How come you even know this kind of thing?"

"Yesterday he kept staring at us at the door, so I asked the people at the Tile House Hotel."

Matsuda accidentally glanced at the black-skinned waiter, and didn't seem to notice him when he checked into the hotel. If Suzuki Sonoko knew what Matsuda was thinking, he would definitely complain: That's because you always look absent-minded and don't pay attention to the surroundings at all.

"It turns out that you live in a tile-roofed hotel. It's near my hotel. Why don't we go to the nice western restaurant by the sea for dinner tonight? I'll drive over to pick you up." Masahiko Dowaki smiled and sent an invitation road.

"Is it true?" Suzuki Sonoko said excitedly.

"But remember, don't forget to bring a camera."

"Huh? Why?"

Masahiko Michiwaki explained: "I asked the locals here just now, and it is said that there was an incident on the beach near the restaurant."

"event?"

"Yes, just one year ago today, a woman with long brown hair was killed. If I remember correctly, she was killed by a knife in the abdomen."

Listening to Masahiko Michiwaki's description of the murder incident a year ago, and the final style of the painting turned into a supernatural incident, Matsuda looked uninterested. Mostly, this scumbag wanted to use supernatural incidents to seduce curious girls to dinner.

He didn't plan to go with him. He might as well lie in the hotel and close his eyes when he has time.

"That's why, I just wanted to try it out to see if I could really take a supernatural photo like this."

Suzuki Sonoko was also a little afraid of this kind of thing. She looked at Xiaolan and asked, "What about Xiaolan? My camera's memory should be enough to take a dozen photos."

"No!" Although Mao Lilan often appears at the crime scene and has seen many corpses, what she is most afraid of is the terrifying tendencies of monsters and ghosts. She crossed her hands on her chest and said with a serious expression: "Absolutely not. Take it!"

"Okay, okay~ If you are afraid, don't take it, just go and have a meal."

Mao Lilan still felt unreliable. What if she actually encountered a ghost when she went to the restaurant?

She asked carefully: "Well, I think we shouldn't go to that restaurant, right?"

Daowaki Masahiko saw her fear, smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, the ghost photos are just legends. The food at that restaurant is delicious. It would be a pity if you don't go there."

Just as his voice fell, a middle-aged man's exclamation came from outside the inn: "Have you heard? I found it again today in the woods next to the track!!!"

The slightly drunk man who was drinking beer frowned and said suspiciously, "What? Did you find something?"

"A corpse! A brunette girl has suffered again!!!"

Hearing this sentence, Conan quickly stood up and ran out, not forgetting to shout, "I'll leave first!"

"Hey? Conan, you can't... Really, this kid is always so curious." Ma Lilan sighed helplessly.

As expected, an incident would happen. Matsuda didn't go with them to the crime scene. He silently ate the half-eaten tempura cold soba in front of him.

In the past, he thought that all the bad things were brought about by Kudo. Now that he thinks about it, he happened to be there many times. I'm afraid... he also has a share of bad luck.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and he took it out to see... It was a text message from Belmod.

[Belmode: I heard Bourbon say you went to Izu? ]

Matsuda narrowed his eyes slightly, and he did talk to Amuro when he came here. It's not what he wanted to say, but after Miyano Akimi's mission failed, he was asked to report on his schedule within a week.

[Matsuda: Well, is something wrong? ]

Within ten seconds of the text message being sent, the international call came.

Matsuda took the headset out of his pocket and put it on. He walked to a place outside the inn where there were few people, and asked in a deep voice, "When do you need to call me? Is it important?"

The sound of traffic came from my ears~www.wuxiaspot.com~ According to the time point, it should be early morning there.

"So noisy, drive?"

Belmod chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm on my way to record the location of the TV series, and I'll finish that after filming."

Matsuda leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket and asked, "What does it have to do with me when you finish filming the TV series?"

"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?" Belmode glanced at the FBI vehicle that was chasing him in the rearview mirror, and said calmly: "I will go back to China next week. He made a mistake."

Pisk?

Oh, that aged old man.

"Oh, you still need to report your mission to me?"

"Ah~ Porto, you are really cold, aren't you happy when I return to China?"

"What are you going to do when you come back?"

"You know~ see you."

Matsuda couldn't help sneering. He looked up at the blue sky and said indifferently, "Is the mission also related to me?"

"Looking at Gin this way, I won't let you intervene~ This time, I just want to go back to China to check things up. You should know what I want to say? I need you to cooperate with me."

As expected, he returned to China on a mission, and are you actually going to investigate Kudo Shinichi personally?

Matsuda couldn't fully trust Belmode, so she didn't report Kudo Shinichi's downsizing... But if this woman returned to China to investigate in person, she couldn't stop it. According to her ability to collect information, I'm afraid Kudo's matter would be exposed.

"Understood, I will cooperate with you. I will hang up first if I have something to do here."

"Well~ I'm going to get rid of these FBI kittens behind me too. Remember to pick up the plane, my Porto~"

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