Protect our prophets

The next morning, when Songxue met them in the restaurant, they exchanged glances and tacitly kept silent about what happened last night—of course, except for a few people, the others really didn't know.

Yukimura looked as usual, flipping through the hot spring notes that Yanagi Renji had spent the whole night seriously doing, while drinking soy milk, and occasionally exchanged a few words with Liu.

On the opposite side, Sanada believed in the truth of not eating or sleeping, and his expression was dignified and solemn, as if he was eating breakfast, but as if he wanted to chop the crab in the bowl into three pieces.

Kirihara sat between the two ministers, Yukimura and Sanada, with messy, uncombed hair that looked like he went to bed late. On the plate was a burger that was not so healthy in the eyes of the seniors, with a few sparse vegetable leaves sandwiched , Trembling and surviving in the cracks.

On the other side, Atobe leisurely savored the hand-ground coffee, refilled Huachi's meal enthusiastically, looked at the empty plates piled up in front of Huachi, and based on the speed of his refusal, he could roughly estimate how long they had been here ...

The time in front of them was quiet, so Songxue acted as if nothing had happened, served a bowl of curry rice, and greeted them.

"Didn't you go to the hot spring?"

"Well, I plan to go again today." Yukimura put down his glass and explained with a smile, "Everyone just came yesterday, and it will hit the peak period. Anyway, there is still time."

Before he could swallow the meat in Qieyuan's mouth, he blew rainbow fart reflexively: "Minister is wise!"

As soon as the words fell, Sanada gave him a stern look: "Don't talk with food in your mouth."

Songxue turned to the other side: "What about you?"

"There is a hot spring pool in the VIP suite," Renzu replied, "but isn't it boring to soak alone? I plan to bring a book to find Yagyu in the afternoon..."

After confirming the eyes, they are all Mrs. Bai Ye's fans.

"I was very tired from playing yesterday, so I just want to relax today, let's chat by the way." Renzu said enthusiastically.

She suddenly felt a little guilty, and looked away into the distance.

Yagyu sat alone by the window, keeping a distance from Kirihara and the others, perhaps for the sake of quietness.He finished his breakfast, but he was not in a hurry to leave. The hardcover books were spread out on the table, and the soft morning sunlight passed through the huge French windows and shone on the dark purple hair, casting a shadow on the paper. .

Nioh originally wanted to rub the seat opposite Yagyu, but seemed to be blocked by the alienation, he paused, and then was pulled to the other side by Marui.

She turned her head to look at Renzu again, and subconsciously compared the two together...

Is this the sympathy between literary and artistic youth?

"Then talk slowly." After Songxue finished speaking, she resolutely sat down beside Huadi.

Atobe gave a look.

"Why are you sitting so far away?"

"Easy to think about..." she replied.

So Atobe stopped asking, as if he didn't care what she wanted to think about, or she already knew it already.

He continued drinking his premium coffee while directing Kawachi back to his room to help him prepare his bathrobe.

After breakfast, the crowd gradually dispersed, and they set off towards the hot spring pool in twos and threes, shoulders and backs.In the end, there were only a few of them left in the huge restaurant. Only then did Yukimura put down the chopsticks he had been playing with for a long time.

"Did you discuss the results last night?" He asked.

Songxue unhurriedly poured himself a cup of lemon tea, walked back, picked a seat among them and sat down.

She was not surprised that Xingcun cut straight to the point.

When she and Shiliang went to explore the wooden house last night, there was no one in the tennis court, and when they escaped, even though they were in a hurry to run, she did not miss the regular sound of hitting the ball from a distance.

What's more, if they weren't there and attracted the attention of the gang, the three of them would definitely be exposed when they got closer.

In such a big resort, there are quite a few rich people who can play tennis for fun, but it is impossible for anyone else to work hard until midnight to practice.

Even if Yukimura didn't know exactly what happened, after seeing the scene last night, he would definitely be able to guess the general idea.

As for Atobe, the incident with Katori just passed away not long ago, and Sakai is now doing activities here with great fanfare, so he must have been suspicious long ago.

discuss?

Thinking of this, Songxue smiled wryly.

Toru Amuro has had a long-standing grudge against the FBI investigator, and it cannot be solved in a few words.However, Akai is naive enough, and she still has a deep impression on a certain theater version - which elementary school chicken would beat you to death on the Ferris wheel in the face of adversity!

No, I insulted the elementary school students. If there was no "primary school student" like Conan, the two of them would not know how long the battle would last.

In other words, there is no way to deal with problems without bias when there are two people present.

Since it is inconvenient for the Japanese police to appear, and the FBI is not a local official, activities abroad will be subject to various restrictions...

However, Songxue believes that "discussion" should always remove the one with the highest vote and the one with the lowest vote.

and so……

"I asked Mr. Conan to call the police officer he is familiar with and report the illegal smuggling activities in the hot spring resort." Songxue held his chin, smiled, and said modestly, "Yes, we are the enthusiastic people in Mihua District."

Yukimura also smiled, and heaved a sigh of relief: "I hope nothing will happen."

She drank lemon tea calmly, as if she was very sure.In fact, she felt in her heart that the follow-up had little to do with her.

Ye Zi's warning made her somewhat concerned. If she guessed right, this time, the organization's forces could still escape her shell smoothly.

After all, in previous plots, after the police arrived late, the results were basically the same: one party to the transaction was caught by the police, while the other party was caught by the police, leaving at most one corpse abandoned by the organization.

It's funny, but the fact is that Mr. Gin has made a lot of contributions in "assisting" the police in cracking down on gangsters, no, he can be called a messenger of justice!The detective was moved, and the policeman burst into tears...

After Ye Zi left, he never appeared in the resort again, as if he had disappeared from the world.Songxue tried to find him using the contact information left on the business card, but there was no response.Okiya Subaru also stated that he had no knowledge of his whereabouts.

She was vaguely worried, and kept thinking, double-checking whether she had missed any details.

But no results for now.

Enthusiastic high school girls dragged her into the hot spring pool.

The noisy voices of the surrounding people were isolated from the countless vegetation walls, and most of the body was immersed in the steaming spring water, watching the clouds and smoke curling up in front of them-"Isn't this pleasant?"

Yuanzi held the champagne glass and closed his eyes: "This is called a vacation."

"...Isn't it good to drink?" Lan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"There is no prescription, don't worry." She replied with a smile.

Shiliang also smiled, but his smile was a bit cramped, and he said hesitantly: "Actually, I don't know if I should tell you that someone died in the hot spring here yesterday, next to this pool, and the whole pool was covered with blood... ..."

Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

She was about to shoot the case: Classmate Zhenchun, you are the peerless KY!

Mao Lilan, who had experienced the adventure last night, was already in an extraordinary state of mind.After a brief shock, she showed a pensive expression: "I see, no wonder you left in a hurry after dinner..."

But Yuanzi's complexion kept changing, turning green and pale for a while, and he was silent for a long time.Only then did she smile again, and lightly pressed Shiliang Zhenchun's shoulder.Soaking in the pool, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of water, and it will be slippery everywhere. The garden is not persistent, and it falls into the water with just a light pat.

"Chunchun," she said earnestly, "Actually, we've been used to it for a long time."

This time, it was Shiliang Zhenchun's turn to "...".

It seems to have lost.

Songxue sat on the rock in a daze.

She was still not used to stripping naked - she came to soak in the pool, subconsciously wrapped herself in a bath towel, and then sat down on a rock in the shallow water area, looking intently at the morning glory on the opposite wall.

After a while, someone put the glass next to her, and Songxue turned her head to look at the sound of bubbles.

"I brought some Coke over here," Mao Lilan smiled slightly, "Are you still worried about that?"

Although there are only a few of them in this public hot spring pool, it is hard to say that someone will pass by at any time, in case the wall has ears, she said it cryptically.

Compared with most ordinary people, her reaction was already very calm and steady.

Songxue hesitated for a moment, but still approached her ear, carefully lowering her voice: "It's good that the police can file a case for investigation, but I'm still a little worried..."

Even the Japanese police are not easy to offend a big chaebol like Sakai.Relying on the "information", can we forcefully enter the hot spring villa to search?

She reckoned that it was still a little difficult to act on the surface, and it was probably only by taking things by surprise that everyone could get all the stolen goods.

Now I'm afraid that someone from the top of the Metropolitan Police Department leaked the news, or that Baigan was vigilant enough to learn about last night's movement from Sakai's subordinates, and he became suspicious...

Songxue thought of Ye Zi who had disappeared, and was not sure where the other party was at the moment, what he was busy with, and whether his actions would affect this matter.

"No matter how bad the result is, it's a big deal to start all over again." Lan comforted her in turn, "That organization has been traced for so long, and its forces are intricate and deeply rooted. It is difficult to eradicate it all at once. Miss Guang, don't be so anxious, after all..."

She paused, and said softly, "Aren't there still people from the police and FBI?"

Songxue picked up the Coke, and heard her sigh again.

"It would be great if Shinichi was here." After Lan habitually expresses emotion, he is full of doubts again, "I don't know what he is busy with now. Could it be that the big case he has been pursuing all this time refers to this organization?"

You guessed it right.

Songxue coughed dryly: "It's a pity, he shouldn't be too busy right now. Otherwise, he would definitely be there for this kind of thing."

"I think so too." Thinking of Zhuma's character, Lan couldn't help but smile.

She suddenly remembered something: "Hey, I heard from Conan that he went on the same cruise ship as you guys. Could it be related to the organization?"

Mao Lilan vaguely remembered that about a long time ago—she couldn’t remember the exact time—Shinichi Kudo told them on the phone that he was investigating a very complicated case.

He was accidentally involved too deeply. In an accident, he was considered dead by the bad guys.In order not to startle the snake, he could only hide his whereabouts, and it was inconvenient to show up in public.

After combining the information gained last night, she gradually constructed a relatively complete story in her mind, and got a positive answer from Songxue's expression.

"Sure enough..."

Mao Lilan stared blankly at the emptiness in front of her eyes, but involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief: "Knowing what he is doing makes me feel more at ease."

Even in a hot spring holy place, it is impossible to go to the hot spring all day long.

Songxue doesn't like fitness, nor is she interested in rich people's indoor entertainment.After hearing that the group of tennis players went to play a billiards competition, she still did not waver in the slightest and declined the ministers' invitation to watch the match.

Sitting on the swing with nothing to do, she watched a few children laughing and frolicking on the merry-go-round, holding her chin and yawning.

The afternoon sun is very fierce, but the designer has considered very carefully and thoughtfully, adding a sunshade above the original open-air play area, and there is a circle of small water spouts beside it, spraying cooling mist from time to time, so that the midsummer afternoon The high temperature licking faded away.

However, Songxue was not sure who was more boring than Toru Amuro.

Mr. Public Security, who was unanimously requested by everyone not to leave the safe zone, sat on the seesaw next to the swing, bored, looking at the pink carousel full of childlike fun, with a deep aura as if he had realized Buddhism and Taoism on his face.

She even suspected that he was probably thinking that if he used to rob the carousel with the kindergarten children in the past, would he lose his status as a police officer?

Maybe Songxue's gaze was too hot, Amuro turned her head to look at her, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to play on the carousel?"

"Although I really want to have a girlish heart," Songxue replied cautiously, "but to tell you the truth, I didn't bring any change to insert coins."

I really hope that electronic payment can be promoted on the land of the Japanese island soon, amen.

Amuro touched his pocket, and also looked regretful: "What a coincidence, I don't have one either."

Songxue flipped through the guide and found the "only designated electronic payment" water bar in the whole map, and pointed to it: "Mr. Amuro, are you interested?"

Amuro is good at cooking, and I have high requirements for food. I just came here yesterday, and I have already tasted this circle of desserts—as a part-time waiter at Café Polo, he is really dedicated—at this time, he There was a bit more picky taste in his smile.

"There is too much sugar in the flour, but not enough fermentation." He shook his head and said with some regret, "Mr. Sakai has good taste in other aspects, but when it comes to Western desserts, the chef he hired is not so concerned."

"..."

Do you still remember that your job is the police, sober up!

Based on this, when they came out of the play area, Songxue was about to say goodbye to him, but he caught a glimpse of a familiar face out of the corner of his eye.

She slowed down and took a closer look. It was Ms. A and a few girls with heavy makeup and light makeup talking and laughing at Yanyan, and they were about to walk to the opposite villa.

In the next second, Miss A seemed to notice something, and cast her gaze over.

Songxue felt a gust of wind blowing up around her, turned her head, and Amuro changed direction calmly, and walked to her side: "Let's go together. The ice cream airlifted from Italy tastes pretty good, I invite you."

She gave him a sympathetic look.

It cost money.

……

After soaking in the well-conditioned water bar for an afternoon, Songxue returned to the entrance of the villa, glanced at the play area inadvertently, and couldn't help being stunned.

The merry-go-round was occupied by a lone figure, and a few children who hadn't played enough stood beside it in confusion, looking up.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the pink wooden horse, dyeing it a deep red, which almost blended with Hershey's red hair.

It's strange to say that such a tall guy sitting on it doesn't look out of harmony.

Is this the temperament of an artist?

Toru Amuro also stopped, and was a little surprised when he saw Hershey.

"I think I've seen him before."

"He is a very good painter." Song Xue introduced.

Amuro rested her chin and thought for a while: "By the way, I heard a little commotion at the front desk yesterday, and it's this person..."

"I heard he lost the key card."

"Really, he was almost regarded as a thief by Sakai's assistant at that time." Amuro smiled.

Songxue walked over and tapped lightly on the railing: "Hello?"

The wooden horse had stopped turning, and Hershey, who had been sitting for a long time, suddenly woke up with a start, shaking her head bluntly, her gaze passed over the children, and she met Songxue's.

After seeing clearly that it was her, he was obviously relieved, showed a faint smile, and nodded.

"I like this color." Hershey still held the armrest of the wooden horse with one hand, and pointed at the toy that was dyed golden red by her side with the other hand, her expression softened.

His Japanese is actually very good, but the speaking speed is very slow, and there are some awkward feelings that seem to be deliberately concave.

"Are you referring to painting?" Songxue blinked curiously.

Hershey looked at her again: "I'm still thinking about your manuscript."

Perhaps it was the colors of dusk that inspired him, and Hershey suddenly proposed to show her his first draft.

However, he hesitated at the thought of going back to his room and spending time with others in a narrow space.

And Songxue couldn't understand it.

In her opinion, every single room in the villa is spacious enough for two people.

Songxue watched blankly as Hershey handed her key card to her and told her to go up first, while he went to the restaurant to pack a dinner first.

Normally, he would be willing to choose room service, but this time he couldn't wait to run away.

Songxue had no choice but to turn around and walk into "Moonlight Song", and swipe her card to go upstairs.

Hershey's 205 is at the end of the corridor.She walked through her original room without looking sideways, and opened Hershey's door.

As he said, the draft paper was spread out on the desk, a little messy.

She smoothed the paper, a little surprised.Now that digital boards are commonly used for creation, he actually brought a box full of colored pencils and crayons...

Theoretically, for such an appointment, Hershey should first produce a draft, confirm the general outline, then draw the line, and wait for Editor Seto to confirm that the line draft is correct before coloring and rendering.

However, Songxue looked at the draft he was talking about, and looked at it from several angles, but couldn't see what it was.The colors on the paper are messy, even without clear lines, it looks like a child's graffiti.

As a layman, it is not easy for her to make random comments on the style of a talented painter, so she packed up a few pieces of paper and put them back, sat down and waited for Hershey.

Ding, new information.

Songxue took out her phone and glanced at it.It was from Conan, telling her that they were in the restaurant and they could see the situation outside the warehouse of the wooden house through the second floor.

The police operation should begin soon.

She deleted the message, and then received a call from Hershey, who said he was downstairs and needed her help to open the courtyard door.

Songxue got up, opened the door, and was taken aback for a moment.

Seto Aoya was raising his hand to ring the doorbell, when he saw her open the door, his eyes flashed.He was wearing a suit similar to yesterday, but his breathing was a little short, and he obviously walked in a hurry.

She suddenly felt very bad.

It was too late to close the door, the other party blocked the door without thinking, and smiled at her: "I wanted to discuss it with Hershey, what a coincidence, Teacher Qiu Ming is here?"

It is not that Seto Ao does not like to cooperate with others.

However, the news in recent years is not pleasant. Although he is far away in South Asia, he always pays attention to the news from various places, and frequently sees some unusual "events" in the reports.

In the eyes of others, it is just an ordinary murder, accident, or bizarre conspiracy.In his eyes, it was the betrayal and death of his colleagues.

Not all betrayal, but it is also very common for incompetent people to be disposed of by the organization.

He is very disappointed with the newcomers now, and he cannot easily trust the old people.

Just then, the gentleman asked him to return home.

They were all very simple tasks, because there were not enough manpower in East Asia, and Gin Jiu didn't like to do errands all the time, so he sent him here.

Gradually, Seto also felt that Japan is indeed different today.

The police all over the world have some common problems, such as lack of dexterity, or poor brains, but they have a group of elite detectives, which have caused a lot of trouble for the organization.

When Belmode changed his face, he puffed out his cigarette and gave advice with a smile on his face: "You'd better go back to your hometown as soon as you're done...I mean, you can sit anywhere."

At that time, Seto still thought she was sensational and malicious.Thinking about it now, this was probably a very friendly reminder.

First, he failed to take down Xiangxiang, and then a batch of goods for Sakai was also discovered by the police.

Gin was still alert and sent him a message informing him to quickly transfer the goods.Seto finished processing in a hurry, and before he had time to check, he heard movement outside the house, and hurriedly left from the secret passage.

The police rushed to nothing, and they would definitely quickly control the entire hot spring villa and let Sakai cooperate with them in their work.

He has to find a way to leave.

Unfortunately, there was no one in Song Xueguang's room.

Seto knew that Hershey was a complete nerd, and would probably stay in the room to rest.He turned to Room 205 with hope, but unexpectedly saw Songxue coming out of it.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how thin and thin Hershey was, he was still a tall man, not easy to control, but it was much easier to hold a weak girl hostage.

Seto blew a whistle, and touched Matsuyuki's shoulder with the muzzle of a gun, signaling her to fasten her seat belt.

"Be good, we'll be fine." He tore his face, and his smile became less friendly. Seeing the other's pale face, he felt a little regretful.

With a hostage here, it should not be difficult for him to break out of the police encirclement in this truck, but what should he do after that?

People definitely can't stay.

... Let's join the gin first.

Seto stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly the glass in front of him exploded, and a bullet passed through the front window and hit him next to the head.

He didn't see where the bullet came from, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he twisted the steering wheel without hesitation and made a sharp turn.At this moment, the seat belt snapped open, and the door slammed into something with a bang.

Seto turned his head to look, and a red figure flashed in front of his eyes.

Gee.

He cursed secretly, could only brake, and jumped off.

Songxue fell on the ground and felt dizzy. The setting sun was setting, and the shadows cast by the bushes around her made her unable to see clearly ahead, making her even more dizzy.

She felt that it was too late for her to run away, and when she heard a click, Seto's sullen voice sounded behind her.

"Want to die?"

She didn't hear clearly, staggered and fell again.

boom--

Gunshots.

Songxue didn't feel the expected pain, someone threw herself in front of her, grabbed her arm and rolled around on the ground.

She was hugged by strong arms and bumped into the reliable shoulder of an adult man, and the strong smell of blood and gunpowder came to her face.

Her eyes went dark, and she didn't see who the person who saved her was, but her heart skipped a beat, she guessed it.

--prophecy!

The author has something to say: So it’s still a hero to save the beauty_(:з」∠)_