Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Chapter 1342 50-50 (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

12:15 noon, restaurant.

A warm and sweet aroma floats in the air, and the restaurant is bustling with activity. Waiters in white clothes wander between the tables, serving plates of exquisite dishes. The warm and smooth red wine washes away in goblets. The green mountains outside the window Flash, calm and relaxed.

At the dining table in the middle of the window, Hiroki and Suzuki Sonoko were concentrating on the freshly fried foie gras in front of them, with a laptop next to their hands. Mao Lilan, who was sitting opposite, had a frown on his face. The smallest movement can attract her attention.

"Dad and Conan, are they okay?"

Mao Lilan said to herself, without any appetite:

"There was a conductor searching the carriage just now."

"Leave them alone!"

Suzuki Sonoko took a sip of iced juice and said:

"Xiaolan, you just think too much. Today is the first day of the New Year. Stop worrying about them and eat quickly!"

"Um"

Mao Lilan lowered his head, slowly cut the foie gras, and piled it into the corner of the plate, absentmindedly.

At this time, the passengers sitting next to them finished their lunch and left the restaurant. As soon as the waiter cleared the table, someone sat down.

Mao Lilan turned around and saw that the other person was a young man in a suit and leather shoes, with an ordinary appearance, and a thin callus on the right hand. As soon as he sat down, he ordered a cup of English black tea, picked up the newspaper hanging next to him, and read it. While casting a calm smile to Mao Lilan.

Seeing this man, Hiroki, who was eating foie gras, rolled his eyes, as if his plan had been disrupted.

"Sir, your Earl Gray tea."

The waiter in white gently placed the steaming bone china tea cup on the table:

"If you need anything else, please ring the bell."

"Thanks."

The man glanced at the brass bell on the corner of the table and nodded with a smile.

"Xiaolan, why are you staring at others?"

Yuanzi raised his head and glanced at the man next door. He realized that he was not his type and immediately lost interest:

"Foie gras won't taste good if it gets cold and smells fishy."

"I think he looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"It's your sixth sense again, right? Okay, okay, I know, eat something quickly, or you'll be hungry in the afternoon."

Mao Lilan had no choice but to look away and took a small bite of foie gras.

a few minutes later

Ring ring ring!

Ring ring ring!

When the waiter in white heard the bell, he quickly came to Mao Lilan's table and asked with a smile:

"Do you need anything?"

"Bring me a cup of black tea too!"

Hiroki wiped his mouth with a napkin, pointed at the teacup in front of the young man and said:

"Just be the same as him!"

"Understood."

The waiter in white nodded and left. When he came back, he had a silver tray with several white tea cans on it.

"I'm so sorry."

The waiter in white nodded and said:

"Unfortunately, the tea this gentleman drank has just run out, but we have prepared other types of tea for you."

“The service is quite attentive.”

Hiro Shu looked at the tea leaves that had a faint fragrance in the tea can, but he couldn't name them at all. He picked through them with his little hands, and finally stopped at a can of Maojian tea leaves in the middle:

"That's it!"

"Please wait a moment."

When the young man sitting next door saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. When Hiroki looked over in embarrassment, he instantly put away his smile and kept a straight face, as if he didn't see anything and didn't do anything. expression.

Soon, the green tea ordered by Hongshu was served.

He picked up the tea cup, blew the hot air, pouted his mouth, took a small sip, and stuck out his tongue in pain. He put down the cup with a look of disgust and complained:

“It tastes really bad”

He said this, but Hongshu also knew that food should not be wasted. Based on the principle that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, he waited for the tea to cool down a little, pinched his nose, raised his head and drank it all.

Then

"Ha~~"

After sitting there for a moment, Hiroki suddenly yawned and rubbed his eyes. His energy quickly became sluggish, and his head moved bit by bit, as if he might fall asleep at any time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Noticing his strange behavior, Mao Lilan asked with concern:

"Are you feeling unwell?"

“A bit sleepy”

Hiroki could hardly open his eyes, and his thoughts were extremely confused. He pointed at the teacup on the table and said incoherently:

"This cup of black tea just now, this cup of black tea"

"What happened to the black tea?"

poisonous

After all, he still couldn't say the last two words. Hiroki fell forward, hit his forehead heavily on the table with a thud, and began to snore.

"Hey, hey!"

Mao Lilan pushed Hiroki and saw that he had no response and was sleeping like a dead pig. She said strangely:

"Why did he fall asleep suddenly?"

"I must be sleepy."

Suzuki Sonoko was still enjoying afternoon tea and had no intention of talking to the unknown kid:

"Isn't that what children are like? They sleep whenever they want."

The waiter in white who served tea just now saw Hiroki sleeping, walked up to him, and helped Hiroki up:

"I'll send him back to his room to rest."

"Ah, then I'll go with you."

Mao Lilan was worried about Hiro Shu being alone and wanted to go with the waiter in white. The waiter in white smiled, said nothing, hugged Hiro Shu and walked towards the exit of the restaurant.

"This is not appropriate, Mr. Okiya."

The waiter in white paused for a moment, his muscles tightened instantly, and he said without looking back:

"I'm protecting him."

"That's really a big thank you to you."

Under Mao Lilan's blank gaze, the young man put down the newspaper, stood up, pulled out a Colt M1911, pointed it at the back of the waiter in white, and sneered:

"I let you go last time just for the sake of your mother, but this time it's not that simple."

"Do you think I didn't notice you?"

The waiter in white turned around, his hair blowing in the wind, revealing his narrowed eyes.

at the same time

The other waiters in white clothes in the restaurant stopped their movements, drew their pistols from their waists, and pointed them at the young man.

"50-50, we're even."

"Nani Nani? What's going on?"

Suzuki Sonoko was holding the teacup and froze on the spot:

"Why did you pull out the gun?! Who are you?!"

"It turns out that you were planning to steal from the beginning."

The young man sneered, looked around, and shrugged:

"It seems that I will definitely die today."

"If you know what's going on, you can walk out."

"agree."

The young man raised his hands and said with a smile:

"You made an offer that I can't refuse. He is yours, but there is something I want to remind you."

Hearing this, the waiter in white frowned:

"What do you want to say?"

"The lady standing next to you, I personally don't think she will watch you take Hiroki away."

Before he finished speaking, the waiter in white felt the strong wind coming from behind his head, and quickly elbowed back to parry, but Mao Lilan's kick with all his strength was able to break even the telephone pole.

Bang!

With a powerful and heavy sweep, the white-clothed waiter flew out directly. Mao Lilan caught the falling Hiroki, shouted, hugged Hiroki and ran away:

"Yuanzi, go quickly!"

Suzuki Sonoko glanced at the white-clothed waiters surrounding her, and slowly punched one on her head.

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