Conan's winery play house

"Look! Our champion is down! He...he squatted on the side of the road and started to vomit..." The host was happily preparing to introduce the champion this time, but was confused by the opponent's operation.

No, you drive in a wild and aggressive style, and your legs feel weak as soon as you get off the car? Do you vomit like this?

How dare you do that while driving!

Not only the host, but also the audience who were preparing to cheer for the new champion fell silent.

Is this the championship? Fake, right?

Is there any mistake?

"...It's so embarrassing." Morohoshi Hideki looked at the quiet scene outside, lowered his head and covered his face.

"Why do you feel so embarrassed after winning first place..." Jiang Shouhang's tone was very complicated.

Tetsuya Aoyagi, what a shame.

"I don't want to stay here anymore, let's go quickly." Hideki Morohoshi covered his face, showing disgust in his words.

Tetsuya Aoyagi finally finished vomiting in front of everyone and staggered back to the car. As soon as he got in the car, he couldn't help but tremble.

"I feel like I want to vomit when I smell the car smell now." Tetsuya Aoyagi couldn't help but said.

He really doesn’t get carsick!

Why is this happening!

How can he drive in the future?

"Perhaps you can ask Miyamoto to drive it a few more times in the future and you'll get used to it?" Jiang Shouhang suggested with a smile on his face, although his face was equally ugly.

"No, if that's really the case, I will be in even more pain." Tetsuya Aoyagi couldn't help but trembled, and quickly refused.

As long as he forgets this time, he can still drive well in the future.

But if he experiences this kind of day after day, he will never forget this pain.

You may have a psychological shadow on riding in a car, and you may never want to be near a car again in your life.

"Do you want to take the championship prize?" Tetsuya Aoyagi asked.

It wasn't him who got the first place, and of course the prize couldn't go to him.

"No, let's go quickly, I don't want to stay here and continue to be embarrassed." Morohoshi Hideki's voice was low, and it sounded like he really wanted to leave the scene.

"Let's go, let's go. It's too embarrassing. Can't you be more handsome and appear in our place?" Takizawa Shinya's tone was full of empathy, and he also felt very embarrassed.

"This is a physiological reaction, can I control it?" Tetsuya Aoyagi couldn't help but retort.

As we all know, there is no way to stop vomiting.

If you have to stop it, you may suffocate yourself.

Compared with the possibility of suffocation and death, it is shameful to be embarrassed.

"...Let's go." Morohoshi Hideki took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and urged Aoyagi Tetsuya.

So Aoyagi Tetsu didn't say much, drove the car and rushed out.

When my hands touched the steering wheel, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it is most reassuring to have the steering wheel in your own hands.

"Wait a minute, the first place prize hasn't been won yet -" the host couldn't help shouting.

Aoyagi Tetsuya rushed out regardless.

These elementary school students didn't intend to ask for prizes, so why did he stay?

It was never his prize.

"It seems that there is a new urban legend." Takizawa Shinya looked at the confused audience behind him and said with a smile.

"Urban legend?" Miyamoto Aito looked curious.

"The number one urban legend is [White Ghost], an elusive terrorist who haunts the night and early morning like a ghost. Of course, he is also recognized as the strongest one." Susumu Takizawa also introduced the so-called urban legend very understandingly.

After hearing his code name, Aito raised his head and looked at Takizawa Shinya.

"Second place [Group girl], third place [Hanako in the toilet], fourth place [Mary's phone number], fifth place [Red paper and blue paper], sixth place [Human-faced dog], seventh place

The first is [Gap Girl], the eighth is [Mannequin in Biology Classroom], the ninth is [Non-Existent Station]..." Takizawa Shinya listed them one by one.

"Except for the fact that White Ghosts are real, the rest are just hoaxes and horror stories." Hideki Morohoshi said dismissively.

"It's true. Except for the White Ghost, everyone else is not human. Why would a real person like the White Ghost become an urban legend?" The smile on Jiang Shouhuang's face revealed confusion.

"Because no one has seen a white ghost, no one can prove whether the other person is a human being. Many people think that humans cannot do those things. They think that white ghosts are ghosts or ghosts. In addition, the FBI announced

The picture on the wanted notice... said that the hazy white patch was the white ghost, which once again confirmed those people's guess, so the white ghost became an urban legend." Takizawa Shinya explained.

"Some people say that the white ghost is the new king of legends. He will step on Mary, punch Hanako, use human-faced dogs as pets, and the slit girl must wear a mask when he sees her..." With a weird expression, he tried to hold back his laughter.

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Aito tilted his head in confusion.

Who is Mari? Who is Hanako? What is the human-faced dog? Who is the slit girl?

He didn't recognize any of them.

How did he connect him to an unknown existence?

And except for myself, no one else is a real person.

Although the FBI calls him a white ghost, he is really a human and not a ghost.

"After today, there will probably be one more urban legend, such as [Akinayama Racing God]? A car and a player that have never appeared before successfully won the championship, and then walked away without paying any attention to the prize.

"Takizawa Shinya touched his chin and said.

"But Qingliu was very embarrassed after getting out of the car. I think it is more likely that he is a [car god who gets motion sickness]?" Jiang Shouhuan joked with a smile.

Qingliu Zhe also hesitated to speak.

He really doesn’t get carsick! He really doesn’t get carsick! How many times do he have to say it before he believes it!

"But as expected, Miyamoto can take first place." Kikukawa Seiichiro said looking at the white-haired boy.

No matter what you do, you are excellent, as if you are good at everything and have no shortcomings.

"With this desperate driving style, it would be strange not to get first place," Tetsuya Aoyagi complained.

At least they knew it was a life-threatening thing, but Aito Miyamoto really didn’t want it.

While driving, Tetsuya Aoyagi wanted to ask the other person if he was crazy.

"If you don't risk your life, nothing will happen." Aito shook his head and said.

He can accurately control the speed of the vehicle, the angle when turning, and when it is more appropriate to accelerate through the corner.

Absolutely the safest.

But in the eyes of others who don't know all this, his driving style is that of a madman who doesn't care about life and death.

"Anyway, I will never let you drive again." Tetsuya Aoyagi said.

"We will never take you to a racing competition again. It's too embarrassing." Hideki Morohoshi said coldly.

Although Miyamoto drove like crazy, he won the championship!

How can you win the championship in a car racing game if you are not crazier than other players?

Isn’t racing just about who is less afraid of death?

Even though it was uncomfortable to ride in Miyamoto's car, winning first place was enough to make Hideki Morohoshi and others forget about the discomfort.

Victory is the most important thing.

It's better than Tetsuya Aoyagi driving safely and ending up embarrassingly last.