[I have agreed on a meeting time and place with the target. ——Tequila]
The transaction time between Tequila and Target was agreed upon at Mantiantian Game Company's new product launch conference. At that time, there were many people in the Rice Flower Hotel and the staff composition was more complex, which was suitable for doing some shady things.
【receive. 】
"Bang bang bang."
Just as Yu Jiang finished sending the message to Tequila, there was a knock on the office door.
"Please come in."
"Teacher Qingshui." Mao Lilan walked into the office holding the math homework from Class B of the second year of high school. "This is today's homework. It's all complete, except for Shin... er, except for Kudo."
Yu Jiang closed the mailbox interface calmly: "Just put it on the table. Thank you, Miss Maori."
"Teacher Shimizu, are you free tomorrow?"
"If I remember correctly, tomorrow seems to be the weekend, right?"
Mao Lilan nodded: "Yes, tomorrow my dad, Conan, and I are going to ski in the snowy mountains. Dad hopes you can go together."
Yu Jiang was confused: "Why did Mr. Maori invite me?"
"Well..." Mao Lilan replied sheepishly, "Last time in Mr. Tatsumura's case, Officer Date told his father that you helped him deduce the truth. My father was very unconvinced and wanted to compete with Mr. Shimizu on his reasoning ability. .”
Ah this...
"And Conan also likes Teacher Qingshui very much." Mao Lilan said sincerely, "If Teacher Qingshui has nothing to do, can you come with us? If there is no traffic jam, we can come back the same day."
Yu Jiang thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, I will meet you at the office tomorrow morning."
"Really? That's great. Let's meet at the office at half past seven tomorrow."
…
the next day--
"Ah ho——"
In a ski resort two hundred kilometers away from Tokyo, Conan and Mao Lilan were gliding wantonly on the snow track.
This snow path with a slope of more than 15 degrees is very difficult for novices, but they are as comfortable as running on the road.
However, under the tree next to the snow path, two people were standing here to rest.
They are Ikue and Mouri Kogoro who came to ski with Mourilan and Conan.
"Teacher Qingshui, dad, aren't you coming to ski?"
Mao Lilan made a beautiful turn and stopped in front of Yu Jiang.
"Idiot!" Mouri Kogoro scolded angrily, "I just want to enjoy the scenery before skiing."
"What about Teacher Shimizu?"
Conan said sarcastically on the side: "I think, maybe Brother Qingshui doesn't know how to ski at all?"
"ha?"
"If you try snowboarding for the first time, you might fall badly." Conan gloated, "In order not to fall, he and his uncle are chatting here."
"Yes, really?" Mao Lilan was confused, "How do I remember that when I first came here, Teacher Qingshui also skated for a while?"
"What do you know, kid?!" Yu Jiang hadn't spoken yet, but Uncle Maori, who was innocently implicated, said angrily, "The cloudless clear sky and the spectacular scenery set off on the silver world. This unique beauty is not yours at all. These two heartless brats will understand!"
Uncle Mao Li looked like he was enjoying it, but behind him, Conan and Mao Lilan laughed evilly.
Mao Lilan reached out and pushed gently.
Mouri Kogoro immediately slid down the snow slope.
"Ahhh!"
Mouri Kogoro was in a hurry, trying desperately to brake, but the skis under his feet kept talking to him.
He slipped a few meters before he fell and fell into the mud!
"Hahahaha." Mao Lilan and Conan laughed without any image.
Yujie was helpless. He moved the snowboard and adjusted the direction. He easily slipped to the side of Mouri Kogoro and stopped, pulling the uncle up.
"Are you okay, Mr. Mori?"
You must know that Mouri Kogoro is not wearing any protective gear! If you fall like this and there is no protective measures, you may actually break your bones if you are not careful.
At that time, the job of taking care of the two minors will fall on Yu Jiang's head.
Of course, Maori Kogoro seems to have never taken care of Maori Lan and Conan.
Mouri Kogoro gritted his teeth: "Damn! I dragged Shimizu Yuzuru along just to avoid being laughed at. Why was it I was the one who was embarrassed in the end?!"
"So..." Ikue narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do you want me to be the one wrestling, Mr. Mori?"
Mouri Kogoro stiffened: "No, no, how could it be?"
"Ah, Dad!" Mao Lilan exclaimed, "It seems to have snowed heavily nearby, and our way back has been blocked."
She had just turned on the weather forecast, and the weather seemed a little unfavorable.
"What does that matter?" Mouri Kogoro said nonchalantly, "At worst, we can just stay here for one night."
"I don't know if we can still book a house at this time, but let's go down and have a look first." Mao Lilan looked at Yu Jiang, "Is that okay with you, Teacher Qingshui?"
"no problem."
"Then let's go, Conan!"
"Okay, Sister Xiaolan!"
Conan followed Mao Lilan and slid down the snow path gracefully.
Mouri Kogoro shouted in panic: "Hey, hey, hey! What should I do if you are all gone? How am I going to get down there!!"
"You can ask the staff, or take off your skis and walk along the fence next to it."
Along with these words, a gust of wind blew across Mouri Kogoro's cheek, and then Yujiang also passed by quickly like the wind.
His posture and movements look professional at first glance, completely different from the messed up state he showed before.
Mouri Kogoro was so anxious that he wanted to follow him, but he fell again as soon as he took two steps. Some snow friends who passed by laughed at this, and some showed sympathetic eyes, but no one sent him down the mountain.
Now I really cry every day without response, and it makes the earth and the earth not work!
They took the conveyor belt when they went up the mountain. The most convenient way to go down the mountain was to slide down. Unfortunately, this simplest method turned out to be the most difficult for Mouri Kogoro.
after an hour--
The embarrassed Mouri Kogoro finally found Yu Jiang and the others in front of a villa in the snow.
"I'm so tired, so exhausted." The uncle gasped and complained, "Do you know how much effort it took me to get down the mountain? How could you leave me alone on the mountain?!"
Mao Lilan concentrated on browsing the ski resort's website and ignored Maori Kogoro: "What should I do? All the houses are fully booked. We have no place to stay tonight."
"So we should book a house as soon as possible." Conan sighed.
"Yesterday's weather forecast showed that it would be sunny today. Who would have thought that it would suddenly snow."
"Hey!" Uncle Maoli was furious, "Didn't you hear me?"
