"I'd like to lend you some good words, Yongshan."
Just when Sato Miwako didn't know how to answer, Uehara Katsumi next to her chuckled and took the lead in the topic: "Then you two can bring your children to the wedding."
"Since you said so, Uehara, then the time will definitely come." Noriko Nagayama, who was stroking her bulging belly with one hand and a motherly glow on her face, nodded with a smile. Takaharu Kawamura, who was standing beside him, took the opportunity to take photos. The teacher was gesticulating and gesticulating.
"Then I won't disturb you from taking maternity photos. Miwako and I have to pick out evening dresses."
After greeting his friend Kawamura, Uehara Katsumi immediately left their wedding shooting area with the slightly thin-skinned Miwako Sato.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not bring up the topic about the wedding dress just now.
After all, although they are together, it has not been more than a month since the two of them really confirmed their relationship. It is indeed unrealistic to talk about marriage.
"How about this purple one? And a dark blue one? Or that gold one?"
Entering the evening dress area, Uehara Katsumi transformed into a shopping guide and introduced three evening dresses of different shapes and colors to Miwako——
Purple is elegant, dark blue is gorgeous, and gold is grand.
Miwako Sato, who is still more or less convinced when it comes to fashion, tried everything on and even put on earrings and necklaces that her boyfriend got from nowhere.
After everything was dressed up, Miwako Sato stood in front of the full-length mirror wearing 3cm silver-scale high heels and stared at her stunningly beautiful self in the mirror. It felt like she had witnessed her own beauty as a woman for the first time in her life. , rather than learning from others.
"How about it? Which one do you like better?"
After carefully looking at herself in the mirror for a while, Sato Miwako, whose cheeks were slightly red, turned her head and looked at her boyfriend who had created all this, and asked.
"It's not me which one I like better, it's you."
Katsuki Uehara smiled and shook his head. His right index finger pointed at his girlfriend and the two other evening dresses placed behind her: "If these are not suitable, you can change to others."
"No, no, no, no, I think this dark blue one is fine. I still can't control purple, let alone gold."
In terms of effect, Miwako felt that she still preferred the shoulder-length slim fishtail skirt she was currently wearing. She pressed her chest lightly with one hand and took two cautious steps: "What about you? What do you want to wear?"
"Me? You're wearing dark blue, so of course I'm going to wear a suit that's mainly burgundy. Red and blue go together."
Uehara Katsuki pursed his lips towards the men's dress area and raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's time for you to see your man's beauty in his prime."
Red dresses and suits are difficult for ordinary people to grasp.
More coquettish and less frivolous, only by knowing the right degree can you control it perfectly.
When Katsuki Uehara changed clothes and stood next to Miwako, the latter looked at the two harmonious red and blue colors in the mirror, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"If you can't help but want to kiss me now, then I think I won't mind."
At the moment when her eyes were blurred and she didn't know what she was imagining, her boyfriend's teasing voice rang in her ears, which made Miwako come back to her senses in an instant. She took a closer look and saw that the latter was looking at her with a smirk on his face.
"Really? It's a pity that you missed this opportunity." Miwako Sato pursed her lips and pretended not to care. She was about to continue to refute his statement to justify herself, but the words that came to her mouth were interrupted by an unexpected phone ringing. interrupt--
"It's my phone number."
Uehara Katsuki frowned, walked to the chair where his green suit was placed, and took out his mobile phone: "Hello? Conan?"
"The Shikano Shuji you mentioned has taken action, Uehara. He has endured it for a long time, but now he can't bear it anymore. He has a large sum of money saved at home, and I see him meditating on this money for a long time."
Conan's calm voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "Now he has packed all the money and drove away, and I am following him. He even brought a gasoline lighter when he went out, probably planning to burn them.
"If my guess is correct, he should have taken him to a deserted place and burned all these things."
"…Follow closely, I owe you a favor, Conan."
Katsuki Uehara's expression suddenly became serious. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at his girlfriend who looked curious: "The murderer of your father has been found along with the evidence, Miwako."
——? !
"What did you say?!"
Miwako Sato's eyes widened when she heard the news, and she lost control of her expression in an instant.
…………………………………………………………………………
In the suburbs of Miwa Town, in a deserted and abandoned building.
After looking left and right dozens of times to confirm that no one was following him, Kano Shuji hid his entire body under a large windbreaker and beige beret, then opened the door and got out of the car.
He dragged the two large travel bags placed on the passenger seat out of the car and walked into the land covered with grass, moss and gravel——
After arriving at an open space, he squatted down and opened the zipper of his travel bag, revealing a large amount of Japanese yen neatly placed inside.
“It’s not my fault, it’s not my fault.
"Justice, I originally planned to pay back the money I robbed from the bank after the prosecution period has passed, but your son-in-law has already found out about me. He shouldn't have found out about me. You You know, he shouldn't have found out about me..."
Luye Shuuji's face that looked like a Tengu mask was full of twisted ferocity. He muttered something in his mouth, turned around and walked out, and took a bottle of gasoline from the car.
Just as he was about to unscrew the cap and pour the gasoline down, a childish voice suddenly came to his ears——
"That's not okay, uncle."
——? !
Shikano Shuuji, who never expected that there would be anyone besides himself here, was shocked. His pupils shrank suddenly and he turned his head to look around. A child in a blue suit came into view:
Wearing glasses with flashing lenses, his hands are in his pockets, his feet are on a gravel, and there is a red bow pinned to his collar.
"Eighteen years ago, the criminals in the Chou Silang case robbed a large amount of cash from the bank. To this day, that cash has not been recovered."
Under the gaze of Kano Shuuji, whose scalp was numb, Conan's voice, which had changed from a childish voice, suddenly turned into a deep voice, describing the economic losses caused by the case of Chou Silang: "If I take this batch of cash back for comparison, , I think we should be able to confirm your status as a fugitive, uncle."
——? !
"How do you know this?! Who are you?!"
A mere child revealed the most frightening truth in his heart. After the panic, Shikano Shuji already had murderous intention in his heart.
"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective."
Conan, whose shoes were faintly glowing, stepped on a piece of gravel. The moment he raised his eyes to stare at Shikano Shuji, the reflection on the lenses disappeared, and his sharp eyes were like a sharp sword piercing his chest!
"Kid, haven't your adults ever told you not to play detective games like others if you don't have the skills?" With a heart pounding in his heart, Kano Shuji put down the gasoline barrel in his hand and walked towards Conan with a sinister tone.
Killing one person is killing, killing two people is also killing.
It just so happened that he also brought gasoline, so he might as well burn it together.
"Really, did you talk to my father like this before, Uncle Luye?"
The next second, a voice that Shikano Shuji least heard came from the front left - Sato Miwako, wearing a taupe women's suit and a white shirt, slowly appeared in front of him, her eyes full of Cold.
"Mi-Miwako?!"
Out of instinctive guilt, the moment he saw Sato Miwako, Kano Shuji's murderous intention towards Conan disappeared for the most part, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away——
But he didn't expect that not far behind him, another slender figure was leaning on the ruins of the wall, looking sideways at him, blocking his way.
——? !
"Hey, old immortal, we meet again."
Katsuki Uehara raised his hand and greeted Shikano Shuji with a smile, but the wording was not very polite.
ps: Ahem, this one will come a little late tomorrow ()
There are tedious things involved, so let’s not talk about it if it’s annoying. Anyway, it’s done.
ps: This time it’s true that there will be another one tomorrow ()
