Chapter 27 You Are Afraid of Being Retaliated

The stream is flowing and flowing.

The campsite is right next to the stream, and there are round stones everywhere on the streamside, some of which are uneven.

The campsite is set up a little far from the stream. Of course, setting up the campsite also requires everyone's help.

"Xiaosong, the weather forecast doesn't say it will rain, why did you bring an umbrella?" Mitsuhiko took out a black umbrella from the trunk, his face full of curiosity.

The next few days will be sunny and windy, and the temperature will even gradually rise.

And if you camp, you should have a campsite, so you shouldn't be afraid of rain at all. Why did you bring an umbrella, which is a bit big and looks like it's for adults.

Xiaosong took the umbrella and explained: "It's better to be prepared. If it rains, it will come in handy."

The multifunctional umbrella is not only bulletproof, but the tip can also launch ropes and can also be used as a rifle. It is the favorite equipment of the ace agent.

Now Xiaosong can be said to be fully armed, and his clothes are made of bulletproof materials. The technology of the ace agent can be both beautiful and practical.

There is also a poisoned blade hidden in the shoes. The neurotoxin on it can paralyze people's minds instantly, keeping them awake while losing control of their own bodies.

Now he is also half an ace agent, well, limited to equipment, he can't be as skilled as an ace agent.

It's a pity that there is not enough steel, otherwise when he makes a complete Mark armor, he won't need these little tricks.

Now he can only make do with it.

Xiao Ai stared at the umbrella for a few times, frowned slightly, and felt something bad in her heart.

When did Xiao Song bring this umbrella? She, who was packing the luggage, didn't even know.

Doesn't this explain the problem?

He must be hiding something from her, or it's a big deal.

In a short moment, Xiao Ai analyzed it clearly, but pretended to be indifferent and kept staring at Xiao Song.

Xiao Song didn't notice Xiao Ai's unusual eyes, as if he just wanted to sleep somewhere as usual.

But it was obvious that someone didn't want to let Xiaosong go. Mitsuhiko and his friends kept making noises in Xiaosong's ears, and even planned to go to the creek to catch shrimps and fish after setting up the tent.

Then several people came back in disgrace, and the trophies were only three or two small shrimps the size of fingernails. Conan also perfectly integrated into the rank.

He had more fun than Mitsuhiko.

Xiaosong glanced at the shrimps in the bucket and asked tentatively: "Are you counting on using them to pick your teeth?"

Mitsuhiko was not happy at the time and said: "Too much, this is our trophy after all."

"It's not our problem, it's because those fish and shrimps are too smart."

Yuantai argued more confidently, but Xiaosong's next words made Yuantai stand still.

"In that case, you are not as smart as fish and shrimps, so you can't catch them?"

"No... no." Yuantai hesitated, wanting to refute, but he was at a loss for words.

"Xiaosong is right, they are still so small, why not let them go." Ayumi felt sorry for these little guys.

Not to mention that there is not much meat, it is also a waste of seasoning, so it is better to put it in.

Ayumi's words are very effective for Mitsuhiko and Genta, so they naturally get unanimous agreement.

Conan doesn't want to talk anymore.

These precocious kids.

Although it was a waste of time, playing in the water was also satisfying.

This matter was quickly forgotten by everyone, and then they started to have a picnic.

Night fell.

Komatsu lay in the tent, listening to the rustling sound outside.

It was the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the sound of insects chirping and grasshoppers jumping, full of natural harmony and vitality, which makes people relax involuntarily.

It would be even better if there was a caring person next to you to chat.

Komatsu sighed, looked at Conan, and said with disappointment: "So, why is it you?"

Just ask, sleeping with a death god lying next to you, everyone would think it is a bit unlucky.

Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless. He didn't say a word, but he actually got burned.

I'm really sorry to disappoint you so much.

Even so, Conan felt that he should explain himself, and said immediately:

"I think you have a big prejudice against me. As a scientist, you should be a firm materialist. How can you believe in so-called theology?"

"I'm traditional and superstitious."

"..."

Okay, no need to say more, you can shut up.

I look like an idiot for trying to communicate with you normally.

Conan turned over, turned his back to Xiaosong, and didn't want to talk.

Xiaosong, however, became interested, and after getting closer, he said: "By the way, when are you going to confess to Xiaolan?"

"No, I don't want to involve Xiaolan in such a dangerous thing." Conan denied it directly.

More importantly, Conan himself is now in a dilemma.

Well, how should I put it, a lot of things happened during the stay, such as when I was in the hot spring hotel of Xiaosong's family, cough cough... took a hot spring bath.

If Xiaolan found out that he was Shinichi, Conan felt that he could find a grave.

"You are afraid that Xiaolan will retaliate against you."

Conan's ears turned red when Xiaosong exposed his little tricks. "No way."

"In fact, it is best to confess this kind of thing as soon as possible. The longer you wait, the more worried Xiaolan will be."

"Besides, if the Black Organization cannot be eradicated in more than ten years, will Xiaolan wait for you and worry about you for more than ten years?"

He really wanted to see how Xiaolan would retaliate against Conan after knowing the truth. After all, it was well known that Conan had taken advantage of him.

After Xiaosong finished speaking, he fell asleep and fell asleep instantly, leaving Conan alone to think.

After a long time, Conan finally said, "You have some truth in what you said, but it's not the right time yet."

No response was received.

Hey, how long has it been? You fell asleep so quickly? !

What an enviable sleep quality.

I should sleep too and stop thinking about these things.

Conan yawned and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, Xiaosong told the secret, Xiaolan got angry, and he was beaten.

Hiss!

Conan suddenly woke up, wiped the sweat off his body, and dared to fall asleep after confirming that it was a dream.

Then, the dream continued, and he continued to face the angry Xiaolan.

The next day.

Conan walked out of the tent weakly, with a sleepy face, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night.

On the other hand, Xiaosong walked out of the tent refreshed and full of energy.

Mitsuhiko noticed this and immediately said, "Conan, is Xiaosong's sleeping posture bad? Did it affect your sleep?"

"No." Conan waved his hand.

He even suspected that Xiaosong was a dead body, who didn't move at all all night. If it wasn't for the body temperature, he would have suspected that Xiaosong died suddenly.

The episode before dinner passed quickly, and everyone who finished dinner immediately headed towards Nishitama City.