Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1370 1370 [Fake Chinese]

When Conan made such a noise, Kasaka Natsumi suddenly remembered what he said just now, and teased him: "Little friend, what do you think about this crossword puzzle?"

"..." There is no clue, Conan has no clue yet.

He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Xia.

After a while, it suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to peek at the answer without effort, and Conan quickly looked away and began to reflect.

Of course, Kasaka Natsumi's words can't be left alone.

"I have to think about it again." Conan looked at Kasaka Natsumi, and chatted about other things nonchalantly, "Miss Natsumi's eyes are so beautiful, they are actually gray!"

Kasaka Natsumi was fooled innocently, and the topic turned to her eyes.She blinked lightly: "My grandmother and mother both have this eye color, maybe they inherited it from their great-grandmother."

"This color is really unique." Mao Lilan was a little envious, and she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Miss Qinglan's eyes are also gray. Are all Chinese people gray eyes? Ah, but Miss Xia Mei is not Chinese. But also gray eyes..."

As she talked, she also became confused, and couldn't figure out the color of foreign countries' eyes for a while.

Pusi Qinglan tightened her hand holding the cup, and smiled: "It may be that the ancestors had mixed blood—our country is vast and our history is very complicated, and there are some genes mixed in everywhere."

While speaking, she noticed Jiang Xia's gaze, and she felt a little faint for some reason: If this detective is really so knowledgeable, maybe he knows that gray eyes are very rare in China.

Pusi Qinglan: "..." In fact, thinking about it carefully, my explanation just now is quite reasonable.Who can guarantee that Chinese people don't have gray eyes?
However, in order to prevent the exposure of the identity of "Shi Kaobing", a thief who specializes in stealing secret treasures of Tsarist Russia, she must confirm that she is "Chinese".And the quickest way is to show the language and culture of that country...

Thinking of this, Pusi Qinglan looked at Mao Lilan and said with a smile:
"Speaking of 'same', we all have the word 'Lan' in our names—your name is pronounced in Chinese, and the pronunciation is very similar to Japanese, both are 'Maolilan'"

She spoke a bit awkward Chinese.

Mao Lilan read it in a low voice and laughed: "It sounds so cute."

Suzuki Sonoko felt it was very interesting, and squeezed over to join in the fun: "What about me? What about me?"

Pusi Qinglan glanced at her: "If you pronounce your name in Chinese, the pronunciation will be very different..."

She has indeed learned a little Chinese, and now recalling the specific pronunciation of "Suzuki Sonoko", the corner of her eye twitched suddenly: This guy's name is really difficult to pronounce...but it's okay, although her pronunciation is still different from authentic Chinese, But it is enough to fool a group of foreigners who do not understand Chinese at all.

"Read 'Suzuki Yuanzi'." Pusi Qinglan tried her best to keep her pronunciation close to the standard, but she still accidentally pronounced "园" three times, and the whole name sounded very complicated.

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned, repeating his unfamiliar name: "Suzuki...uh, Yuan Wuanzi? So long??"

Jiang Xia watched from the side, as if she also suddenly became interested in learning Chinese, and she followed up as if practicing: "Suzuki Sonoko."

His voice was not high, and the high school students didn't hear anything wrong, they only thought he was hardworking and studious.

Next to her, Pusi Qinglan suddenly gave a thump in her heart: Although she only learned a little superficially, for some reason, Jiang Xia's pronunciation seems to be much more standard than hers, almost like a real Chinese sentence!He, he actually knows Chinese, and he is better than her? !
Pusi Qinglan: "..." Once you get started with the language, it will be difficult to fool you.Jiang Xia must be able to hear the difference between her level and the level of native Chinese speakers, and tell that she is a fake Chinese... This person knows more and more.

Originally, Pusi Qinglan just wanted to find a topic, to prove that she was a real Chinese, to cover up the color of her eyes.

But the more he explained now, the more loopholes there would be.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to get up and go out immediately, no longer sitting with this group of people, but that would undoubtedly arouse the suspicion of others... No, hold on! ——Jiang Xia didn't seem to have mentioned her abnormality to others, otherwise the Suzuki family wouldn't let her on board.As long as Jiang Xia gets rid of him before he reveals the secret, there must be room for redemption!

……

Pusi Qinglan was trying to sort out the next action steps.

Next to her, Jiang Xia looked at her with her chin in her hands, a little distracted: when the farmer uncle watched the growing crops in the field, maybe this was the feeling... The joy of harvest is really rooted in the depths of people's souls.The murderous aura that grows like this seems to taste extraordinarily sweet.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help touching the newly rolled borscht-flavored ghost mint in his pocket, wanting to order one to match his wonderful mood at the moment.

However, indoor smoking is not very good, and the same goes for counterfeit cigarettes.And on second thought, there are other people around.If Mao Lilan thinks that smoking among teenagers is bad for the mind, and plans to stop him...he can't compete with female classmates for cigarettes in public.A truly elegant detective should respect the opinions of his classmates... Tsk, if only Conan was around, he would be able to suck.

He sighed regretfully, but finally withdrew his hand.

Several high school students were still studying the Chinese pronunciation of their names, so they didn't notice Pusi Qinglan's abnormality.

On the contrary, Kasaka Natsumi vaguely felt the discomfort and embarrassment of this compatriot.

Although she didn't know the reason, she still tried to ease the atmosphere, and chatted with Pusi Qinglan about something else: "Miss Qinglan looks about my age, I'm 27 years old."

Pusi Qinglan came back to her senses, turned her head to look at her, and by the way, took advantage of this movement to move her body very naturally, away from Jiang Xia's direction.

Only then can we chat normally: "I am also 27, you are the same age as me."

"What a coincidence!" Kosaka Natsumi was a little surprised, she looked at Pusi Qinglan's gray eyes close at hand, and felt like she had met a half-sister, "By the way, I was born on May [-]rd. Birthday. You..."

Pusi Qinglan: "May [-]th."

Conan laughed naively when he heard these two dates, and suddenly remembered a simple puzzle: "Haha, then the birthdays of the two of you..."

"All within a day of a friend of mine."

Jiang Xia's voice suddenly floated from the side, and he said exactly what Conan wanted to say, but with a different name: "His birthday is May [-]th."

When Mao Lilan heard this date, she immediately guessed who Jiang Xia was referring to, and laughed: "Indeed. That guy can't remember his own birthday, and he has to rely on the people around him to remember it."

"..."

Conan understood: Jiang Xia's "that friend" and Mao Lilan's "that guy" were exactly himself - Kudo Shinichi.

(End of this chapter)