A library opposite the Mihua branch.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko are diligently reading books and studying the process of making handmade chocolate.
"Eh? The cocoa powder is actually sold out?" The daughter of a certain Suzuki consortium looked unbelievable.
Just when Ye Gengyi was wondering whether the other party was planning to use his money power to boldly buy a chocolate factory.
I heard Suzuki Sonoko say with some dejection: "Then what should we do..."
Go plant cocoa trees, or melt other people's chocolate, then solidify it and write your own name... Without getting the answer he wanted, Ye Gengyi was ready to say goodbye and leave.
"I understand! This must be God's will," suddenly, Suzuki Sonoko slapped her thigh and said without caring about the 'no noise' sign, "How about we just go to Fukito Villa? That's a holy land for making chocolate!"
...
"Really, why do you have to go to a place where birds don't lay eggs to make chocolate..."
The car is driving on a foggy mountain road.
In the passenger seat, Mouri Kogoro looked drunk, "If you ask me, for things like chocolate, can't you just go to the store and buy it ready-made?"
Because that kind of chocolate has no soul... From the driver's seat, Ye Gengyi thought with a dead eye.
About half an hour ago.
Because the cocoa powder was sold out, Ye Gengyi originally planned to return the three children to the two girls reading in the bookstore, and then go home to continue scientific research.
After these two days of 'restlessness', the raw materials for making chocolate will naturally become uninterested again.
Maybe it will be summer when you open your eyes tomorrow... This is what Ye Gengyi originally thought.
However, when Suzuki Sonoko asked to go to Fukito Villa, he casually said, 'If it's convenient, bring two kilograms of cocoa powder back for yourself.'
When Mao Lilan heard this, she said that the office seemed to be still half a pound strong.
Time was not tight. After sending the three children home, Ye Gengyi simply prepared to go and pick them up.
As a result, a certain useless detective got drunk.
A driver is needed to go to Suidu Villa...
"Really, Dad! If you feel bored, then don't follow!" Mao Lilan has obviously reached the age where she dislikes her father's drinking.
"Hmph, as an elder, how can I trust you to go to the mountains and forests to make chocolate?" Mouri Kogoro muttered dissatisfied.
"Uncle, you are really old," Suzuki Sonoko looked excited: "The reason why Fukito Villa is called the Holy Land of Chocolate is because if you make chocolate there, your love will always be smooth and perfect!"
"So that's it!" Mao Lilan suddenly realized, "Then are you going to make chocolates for Kyogoku and confess to him?"
"Uh... I originally planned to do this," Suzuki Sonoko was obviously a little melancholy when talking about this, "but he hasn't contacted me recently. I took the initiative to call him several times, but the phone calls were transferred to voicemail."
"No way..." Mao Lilan looked at the depressed courtyard and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.
"Maybe it's because I said the wrong thing..."
Suzuki Sonoko reflected on herself:
"When I called him last time, I deliberately told him, 'I am making chocolates for my loved one.' I originally planned to give him a handmade sweater, but in the end it was not delivered, so I didn't Just say it so confidently... If I had known earlier, I would have told him, 'I am making chocolates for you'..."
"Would you like me to hack your voicemail?" Ye Gengyi suggested.
Eh?
Everyone was startled.
Ye Gengyi continued: "The call will be transferred to the voice message. The system jumps the base station signal. It is not complicated to crack this setting."
...a hardcore confession?
Everyone was ashamed.
Suzuki Sonoko was completely unprepared, so she could only laugh and said: "No, it's better not to use it."
...Even if she wants to use it, at least it will have to wait until she makes the chocolate.
...
The wind and snow have stopped.
Ye Gengyi looked out through the car window.
On the picturesque mountainside, sporadic lights can be vaguely seen.
Although it was unclear how far the journey was due to the hazy fog, we could tell from the vague tire tracks on the ground that they were not the only ones who came here to make chocolate today.
The lucky guy chosen by death?
Ye Gengyi glanced at Ke Datou through the rearview mirror.
No wonder I didn’t show off my power on the street just now, but I was waiting here...
At this time, the car turned a corner and stopped on the side road.
There were no obvious road signs here. After Ye Geng got out of the car and observed, he found a somewhat tattered wooden sign that seemed to have been blown off by the mountain wind and fell to the ground.
Bounce off the snow above.
[Fuito Villa (right, 5KM)]
...
Falling snow combined with dead pines will inevitably make people feel a little deserted.
Especially after seeing that the person in charge of reception was an old woman in her early 60s.
A certain tool man's mood suddenly became as cold as frost.
"Hey, hey, could it be that you, old woman, are the culprit who lured ignorant girls to come to this barren mountain to make chocolate?" Maori Kogoro said righteously.
"Humph, I'm not lying. About ten years ago, there was indeed a young man and woman who became a couple because they made chocolate here," the old woman explained: "Later, this incident was also mentioned on TV and in magazines. The incident was reported, so it attracted a group of girls rushing to come!”
"Really..." Mouri Kogoro looked around and didn't see any young and beautiful figures. He was a little suspicious and said, "Isn't it almost Valentine's Day? Then why are there so few people here?"
"Because of my husband's relationship," the old woman said: "He was the former boss here. He passed away four years ago. After that, there were rumors one after another that there were ghosts in the mountains. Later, more and more tourists came here. The less.”
"There are... ghosts..."
Mao Lilan was obviously frightened.
"If you don't want to receive gifts from ghosts, then don't go out alone when it snows." The old woman said, "Otherwise... it would be really bad if you encounter any danger."
"Strange gift...what is that?" Mao Lilan was even more scared.
No wonder there are fewer and fewer customers. I'm afraid it's also because of the propagandist's counter-propaganda... Ye Geng thought, and his eyes fell on a man who had just walked into the yard, wearing mountaineering clothes and with an 'awkward' appearance. On the handsome young man.
"Just chocolate."
The man obviously heard the conversation between several people and said with a smile: "The mountain road in this mountain is very winding. People often die here. The most strange thing is that at this time every year, there will be a piece of Chocolates, placed next to the bodies of the victims..."
