After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

Aunt Hefei made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and she drove us back to Mihua Hotel.

As soon as I entered the room, I was dragged in by Xiaochun and Jingzi, each holding one arm, before I had time to see the furnishings of the place where I was staying.

"Hina ちゃん, come and make a play plan for the rice flower trip with us!"

A few magazines were scattered on the white hotel sheets, which seemed to have been brought up from the rest room in the lobby on the first floor.

I went up to take a look, and found that they all introduced Mihua Town, from the geographical location, traffic conditions, to the major urban buildings worth visiting once.There are even detailed analyzes of the advantages of several large parks.

As a travel guide, it can be said to be very comprehensive.

Biyangqi was also in the room. When she saw me coming in, she stood up from the chair, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to me very considerately: "Drink it first to warm up your body. Your hair seems a little wet, isn't it?" Are you careful to get caught in the rain?"

As she said that, she went to the bathroom to get a white hotel towel, as if she wanted to wipe it off for me.

I touched my hair subconsciously, and found that the end of my hair was indeed a little dripping, which should be caused by not deliberately covering it when I got out of the car.But it's not a big deal, just take a shower.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Taking the towel from her hand, I smacked my head casually a few times, Biyangqi didn't force it, and sat back on the single sofa by the window, continuing to read the magazine in her hand gracefully.

The smooth hair slid from the side of her face to her shoulders, and the slender eyelashes drooped slightly, half covering the emerald-like coldness in her eyes.

No matter from which angle you look at it, she is indeed a great beauty.

Because of her actions just now, I inexplicably feel that the distance between me and her seems to be getting closer.

Although it is still very unfamiliar in general, there will no longer be the embarrassment of not knowing how to interact with this person.

He always seems to have a bad temper, but his sister is surprisingly good at taking care of others.

If you look at it this way, maybe Prison Temple is also the type who is very careful about small things?

Jingzi and Xiaochun have probably been working on this itinerary since they came back. The long draft paper is full of places they want to go, some of which have been randomly crossed out, and some are highlighted with big five-pointed stars.

I took a closer look at the names of the buildings above, many of which I didn't even find on the Internet.

But they picked it up from the magazine, and couldn't help admiring: "You are so amazing. It's also my first time to come to Mihua Town, why don't we follow this itinerary?"

"Is this really possible?"

Jingzi blinked, leaned over to me and read the itinerary with me again, paused and said: "I'm always worried that there will be places that I accidentally missed. It's rare to come here from Bingsheng. If you can make it perfect alright."

Xiaochun also nodded in agreement: "That's it! And this is going out with friends, you can go where you want, don't worry about being told by your parents! It would be a pity if there is no place to play..."

Is this the mood?

I understood a little bit, thought about it, took out the phone from my bag and handed it to Xiaochun.

Me: "It's more convenient to use the Internet, right? Just take it and use it, don't rush to return it to me."

"Hey, can you?"

Xiaochun took the phone over in surprise, and after getting my affirmative nod, he quickly pulled Jingzi into a new round of travel planning.

With the two of them here, I am completely like the boys in the next room, so I don't have to worry about it at all.

So he found the pajamas from the suitcase, took a shower, threw himself on the soft bed, and fell asleep unknowingly amidst their excited discussions.

Early the next morning, the rain had stopped and the sky cleared.

Our group was fully dressed, and after having breakfast in the lobby, we headed towards the urban area of ​​Mihua Town under the leadership of Xiaochun and Jingzi.

First stop, Mihua Art Museum.

This is the place Jingzi wanted to go to. Last night, she heard her mention a certain painting in the collection in a daze.

But when we stood in front of the gate of the art museum, Jingzi's expression became very strange.

She looked at the exquisite western-style building in front of her, with a look of hesitation, confusion, and a little fear on her face, as if she really wanted to go in but was afraid to enter for some reason.

I tilted my head strangely: "Aren't we going in?"

On the first day of the summer vacation, the flow of people here is still quite large. From time to time, parents who lead their children to buy tickets to enter the museum pass by us.

The atmosphere in front of the art museum is also peaceful, and there is nothing special about it.

So, why does Kyoko feel scared?

"Uh..." Xiaochun swallowed, his normally energetic voice trembled slightly at this moment: "Listen, I heard that someone died here..."

I?

My eyes widened subconsciously, and I grabbed Tsunaki's hand violently.

Maybe it was because of too much force, he was shocked by my pinch, and turned his head to look at me in an instant: "What's wrong with you?"

Dead, dead!

I looked at him nervously, not understanding why he would ask such a knowing question.

But soon, Prison Temple snorted lightly, and said disdainfully: "It's just a dead person, so what? And where did you hear the rumors, woman?"

"It's not a rumor!"

Xiaochun, who was questioned about the professionalism of the guide, gave him a dissatisfied look, and raised his mobile phone to testify: "Xiaochun saw it from the Mihua forum! It said that the former director of this art museum once killed someone, and It is said that it imitated the painting, and nailed the man to the wall with a sword!"

I:"……"

Because it is too detailed, it makes people feel like they are making up a story.

I finally knew why Gangji was not afraid. He obviously thought the same way. He couldn't help but said: "Could it be just a fabrication? You see, if someone really died, it shouldn't attract so many people to come back." Come here?"

Li Baoen smiled and joined the topic: "That's right. Maybe it's just a way to attract customers."

"Hahaha, I think so." Yamamoto also laughed, "And the police won't let people leak the details of the case casually, did you accidentally read some crime novel with Mihua Town as the background? "

Xiaochun argued hard: "That's not true! What Xiaochun said is true!"

Lan Bo also echoed noisyly: "I don't care, Master Lan Bo wants to go in and have a look!"

When everyone spoke, the scene became uncontrollably chaotic.

Senior Sasakawa was a little worried about Kyoko's situation, so it was rare for him to be considerate: "Kyoko, are you okay? Why don't you wait for us outside, we'll go in and have a stroll, and we'll be out soon."

Kyoko was a little hesitant, as if considering whether to go in with her.

Bi Yangqi said: "Why don't you change it, anyway, the things in the art museum are pretty much the same, it's better to find some that are not in stock to play with."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone had no objection.

After all, everyone does not have such a high level of literary accomplishment, and it is not necessary to go in and look at the paintings.

Xiaochun breathed a sigh of relief, and soon smiled again: "Then let's go to the next place!"

The second stop, Mihua Library.

Xiaochun: "..."

Seeing her hesitant expression, I felt as if I understood something.

"What was written in that forum? Has something happened here too?"

Xiaochun looked at me with a look of astonishment, how would you know, then looked at the tall library in front of him and said: "Here, people have died here... He was also the former librarian. If they found out, they would kill the employees and hide their bodies on the elevator..."

Everyone: "..."

A warm wind blew by.

It was clearly summer, but I couldn't help shivering, so I decisively decided: "Next!"

Corn Museum.

Xiaochun: "There is a big consortium that was stolen by strange thieves here."

Mihua Bank...

Xiaochun: "This place was robbed before, and the robbers even shot and wounded the hostages!"

Rice Flower Tower...

Xiaochun said in awe: "I heard that a helicopter crashed on it and smashed the entire spire—what a powerful construction team, but now I can't see it at all."

After walking around Mihua City, we finally came to the luxurious Mihua Sun Plaza Hotel.

Xiaochun opened his mouth: "—"

I cut off her words first: "Could something happen here too!"

I just want to have a good meal!

how so!

"Ah, no."

Xiaochun was interrupted by me, paused, and then pointed to a tall building above her head and said, "It's the top floor of the building next to it, it seems to be the bar that was bombed/bombed mentioned in the forum."

I:"……"

I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down.

……

Mr. Amuro, is this the so-called safe rice flower town in your mouth!

The author has something to say: Thank you where the little cute mine, love you -3-

Thanks to luvian, sdfg, Xiaoyue Feishuang, Shang, and Huayue for feeding the nutrient solution, I am also trying to germinate today-v-!

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It's a small transitional chapter, I really don't want to put it in the next chapter, so I posted it separately.

The persecution of Conan seems to be coming to the next chapter, continue to pay off the debt tonight!

And today is 10.13, happy birthday to Master R XD——

(Secretly speaking, when I checked the information for the first time, I found out that Biyangqi was only 17 years old ten years ago... Fuck, Reborn, what did you do!

This can't be written in JJ! Sister orz Bi usually looks too royal, I always thought she was 20+ when she appeared...)