My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

He still doesn't believe it. With just a coat, a pair of shoes, and no underwear on his body, where else can Conan hide the tracker?

Ryunosuke took two steps in three steps, and became the last passenger to squeeze onto the bus.

The bus also cooperated very well and started immediately after Ryunosuke came up. Ryunosuke couldn't help but secretly delighted, God helped me.

Ryunosuke staggered two steps, then sat down on the seat near the place where he got off the car, which was convenient for escape, and then he lay on the window and looked behind.

As expected, Conan chased after him again.

But this time, Ryunosuke didn't get angry, but smiled at Conan-kun who was running with the bus.

By the way, he made a funny face at Conan, but he didn't know if Conan saw it.

Ryunosuke glanced at the interior of the bus in a hurry, the seats were not full, and there were not many people.

The driver in front was wearing a hat with a black brim, not to mention a uniform, the most important thing was that he was also wearing a pair of white gloves. He was extremely aggressive and stylish.

As for the passengers who were either silent or looking at their phones, Ryunosuke didn't take a look.

Let's check the clothes again, maybe I didn't check thoroughly when I was running.

Ryunosuke first took off his shoes and checked them. There was no sole or inside the shoe. Could it be under the insole?

Ryunosuke held the stinky shoe and measured it for a moment, um, this is indeed a possibility.

Conan had arrived before he woke up, so he had time to get his hands dirty.

Ignoring the strange eyes of other people on the bus looking at him, Ryunosuke pulled out the insole with a "swish", raised the shoe and looked at it, is it still there?

Shake it, but nothing falls out.

Where would that be?

Wouldn't it be sandwiched in your own sandwich and let yourself eat it?

Ryunosuke waved his hand, haha, how is that possible?

This tracker should not be very big, probably made of metal, it cannot be as soft as paper.

"Mmm." Ryunosuke put his hands on his knees, a little frustrated.

If it is not in the clothes, will it be there?

The bus started to brake and slow down at the next stop, and Ryunosuke also leaned forward, still thinking hard.

Eh? !Ryunosuke's eyes lit up, isn't it in his clothes?

hair?hair.

Ryunosuke immediately picked up his hair carefully, not letting go of a single bit, and the dandruff that fell on the clothes dyed the clothes white.

Well, it's kind of disgusting.

But anyway he couldn't find the tracker in the hair.

Ryunosuke frowned deeply. If he can't find this thing, he can't get rid of Conan. Is that the only way?

Only by hiding in Xiaolan's house, Conan will not kill himself.

Damn, I was really wronged.

As the bus stopped and went, Ryunosuke's heart was also fluctuating. I don't know what method Conan would use to kill himself?

Fake accident should be the greatest possibility.

After all, it was disguised as suicide, and no one would believe that a child would commit suicide.Qiankun Listening Book Network om

If he kills, the police will definitely find out the reason.

So the best way is definitely an accident. Does anyone know that I have become smaller, and no one will call the police to find me.

"Hey? Hiss, there seems to be something wrong, stop and go, stop and go"

Ryunosuke read it a few times, and suddenly opened his eyes. Worse, the bus stops and stops and Conan will probably catch up.

Moreover, the buses all follow a fixed route. What if Conan goes to the front stop to intercept him?

Ryunosuke immediately turned his head to look at the back of the car, but Conan was not behind.

Although the speed of the bus is fast, Conan should still be able to see it if he keeps chasing it.

That's not the back, that's the front? ! ! !

Ryunosuke looked up and trembled in fright, "Fuck, Conan is not only in front, but in front of him."

It was inside the bus, no more than three meters away from him.

Conan was holding on to the armrest, sticking out his tongue, and panting heavily. He looked at Ryunosuke and wanted to speak but couldn't say a word.

Beads of sweat on his face were sprinkled on the ground as if he didn't want money. If it was winter, he should be able to see heat coming from his head, right?

No, no, now is not the time to think about it.

Ryunosuke is a little weak in the legs, what should I do?

Conan rested for a while, took one step and two steps, and walked in front of Ryunosuke with the steps of a devil.

Ryunosuke couldn't help holding on to the edge of the window to stand up, but the bus didn't stop at this moment, and he couldn't run out.