As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

This boss is more reliable than I thought. Although this method may not work in the real world, in Two-dimensional, everything is possible.

I got on the plane to Tokyo very smoothly, picked the early morning flight, and landed at [-]:[-] Tokyo time.

It’s all Jingguang’s small treasury seven or eight years ago. I’d better save it, or I have to find a way to earn it myself.

Do you work part-time?

Perhaps it was because he hadn't been fully involved in the "Conan circle", and was not affected by the magnetic field of the god of death, so the journey was extremely smooth.

However, while waiting to pick up my luggage, I saw an unexpected person.

Yuya Kazama.

Through the window, I could see him waiting outside the pick-up gate.

Business?Is it a private matter?

I'm a little curious, after all, these bound characters - such as Kazama and An sir, vodka and gin, generally the appearance of the former means the accompanying of the latter.

This is related to the main story, did I win the lottery as soon as I came back?

I lowered the brim of my hat calmly, I don't have any makeup on today.Because I need to swipe my face before boarding the plane, my new ID only has this face entered, and the other half-disguised identity only has a driver's license as an emergency.

So it's better not to show this face in front of key people.

I adjusted the position of the mask to cover my face tightly.While looking at the suitcase on the turntable, he paid attention to the movement of Kazama.

Not long after, a man who seemed to be asking for directions stopped in front of Kazama and had a very brief exchange with him.

Immediately afterwards, Kazama made a small circle, passed through the isolation zone and entered the interior of the airport.

His expression was serious, and he didn't look like he was doing private things.

Business?

I was itchy in my heart and wanted to explore it, but my reason told me not to hurry up and make trouble for myself.

Especially in front of the main line.

It’s fine when there are many people. Now that the airport is so empty, if I follow up, I’m sure I’ll be spotted.

Although it is a bit regrettable, I still decided to get used to it for two days before starting my trouble-making journey.

Dragging my suitcase, I walked out of the airport.

It was very late, and I counted my pennies - I could still take a taxi.

At this point, there are no buses or trams anyway.

The hotel was booked in advance. After arriving in Japan, I didn’t dare to make too much fuss, so I had already booked the hotel in advance before coming to Tokyo, because I had no idea about the place names above, and it was too troublesome to look up these small details, so I simply chose. A high score.

Of course, this is also a place that pays more attention to customer privacy, which is convenient for me to "change faces".

But this kind of blind hotel booking will always cause various problems.

After I got the taxi, I found out that the hotel is far from the airport, so I might as well find an express hotel when I get there.

After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours in a row, I still have to take a taxi for nearly an hour.I'm suffering from a backache right now, and I'm extremely tired.

That's right, you heard me right, sore back!

It may be because this time travel is very special, my body is painful, but it is not obvious.

But I don't feel anything in my brain. I endured the nausea and took out my pierced brain and squeezed it. There was really no pain.

Moreover, because I am not familiar with Brain Flower, I am still developing many functions.

Ke Xue world has no magic power, so it is very subtle.

I was very sleepy, I confirmed the booking information at the front desk in a daze, took my room card and entered the elevator, just as the elevator door was about to close, I heard a male voice, "Ah—wait a minute!"

It sounds rushed, but not anxious.Judging from the feeling of the voice, it is about 40 years old, and the tone has been changed many times in just one sentence. The character is either relatively soft, or he loves to act.

I was thinking wildly, but my hand quickly pressed the button to open the door.

As soon as the elevator door opened, I saw a man who looked a little fat. He was holding a woman's suitcase in one hand and a suitcase in the other. A woman who doesn't look happy, on the other hand, there are lipstick marks on the corner of his mouth.

Bullying the dog again.

But the woman didn't intend to go to the elevator at all, but turned around and went to the smoking room next to the lobby.

Although it is just a quick glance, it is obvious that the woman lives in a good environment. Judging from her walking posture and dressing style, she can be judged to be between 35 and 40 years old, but judging from the condition of her skin, Very well maintained.The clothes fit quite well, not like clothes bought by size, but like tailor-made clothes.

Then I looked down at the lady's suitcase that this man was carrying. I don't know the style very well, but the brand is big and the leather is very good. The price is about 5-10W.

"Which floor are you going to?" I asked, quickly saving myself from these unnecessary junk messages.

As I said before, because of the sudden improvement of observation and information processing ability, I always pay attention to these information unconsciously.

Ahhhh, this is the source of my tiredness!

Otherwise, with Jing Guang's physical fitness, it doesn't make sense that such a short journey would make him look like a dog.

It was my mind that was tired, not Jing Guang's body.

I'm going to make some adjustments, it should be manageable, and I'm going to let myself not care about those details!

"Same as you, on the fourteenth floor." The uncle smiled at me politely, and answered my message naturally.

I could feel that he seemed nervous.

Even though it was almost winter and it was late at night, there was a fine layer of sweat floating on his forehead.After entering the elevator, he only put down the lady's suitcase, and did not let go of the suitcase. Instead, the hand holding the suitcase handle became more and more forceful, and the thumb and index finger of the other hand were still rubbing unconsciously.

His lips were a little dry, and he had been licking his lips, even biting the dry skin on his lips, his breathing was slightly chaotic, and he had checked the position of his tie several times through the reflection of the elevator door.

He didn't seem to be entering a hotel, but instead seemed to be going for an interview.

I looked at my watch, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning, no one would go for an interview at this time, right?

"Ding!"

The elevator arrived at the station, and the door opened accordingly.

They are strangers, so there is no need to say hello.

I took a step forward first, but he didn't know if he was too nervous. He lifted the suitcase vigorously, but his feet were bumped by his own suitcase, his body suddenly leaned forward, and his hands were loosened. to fall.

I hastened to let go of the suitcase that had been firmly on the ground, and helped him with one hand, and picked up his suitcase with the other.

Very heavy.

The person is heavy, the box is even heavier.

It happened in a flash, I collided with him, and the loose object I was holding just now—that is, the room card fell out of my hand and fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He quickly stood up straight, apologizing hastily, while lowering his body to help me pick up things.

But the accident was like this, one after another, the lady's suitcase suddenly loosened from his hand. It should be that after I helped him up a while ago, his hand hadn't had time to exert force.

Just like that, the suitcase fell on my room card, and the unlocked suitcase fell open like this, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.

What catches the eye is a pile of women's clothes, including underwear, as well as a lot of cosmetics, skin care products, messy accessories and all kinds of cards—even sex toys can be vaguely seen, which seem to be broken up.

I quickly moved my eyes away.

...Although according to social etiquette, I should help him pick it up, but it's really not easy for an outsider to do these things.

I don't know if it's my illusion, the sound of things falling to the ground is very scattered, but there is a falling sound that seems to be very small and slow.

He was so embarrassed that he blushed unbearably.

I know, I know this feeling all too well.

If it is normal, I will definitely walk away silently.

But now my room card is under the pressure!

He also got this right away, and quickly dug out the things that belonged to me from the bottom, and handed them over to me, "It's really causing you trouble, you should go to rest, I can handle it by myself."

This tone is almost straight-forward, please leave quickly.

I smiled awkwardly, and then took the room card to look at the room number written on it.

1406.

It's not far from the elevator, turn right and you'll be there soon.

Finally, I was able to take a good rest.

I washed my face casually with water, and collapsed on the bed.

I slept well for a few hours, but the next day I didn't wake up naturally, but was forcibly woken up by a sudden knock on the door.

My urge to wake up was instantly ignited. I didn't go to sleep until after three o'clock last night, and now——I looked at my watch, and it was just before seven o'clock.

Room Service?

No, I put a do-not-disturb sign on the door.

No matter who it is, it's best to give me a reasonable explanation later, or I will lose my temper!

I rubbed my eyes, and even though I was sleepy, I didn't forget to take a white towel and hang it on top of my head to act as a hood.

"Who is it?" I opened the insurance with a bad tone, the low pressure spread out, and when I looked up——

Uh... this round belly, round hat, khaki jacket and a thick beard.

The Twilight Police Department?

What are you doing knocking on my door early in the morning?

"I'm the head of the First Investigation Section of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department." He said while showing his ID, "A murder case just happened on your floor, and now I need your cooperation."

I covered my head.

Damn it!Can you give me a chance to breathe.

I didn't hear any iconic screams either...

"Ah - Haotai!"

It's really up to me.

The good field of view allows me to see the tail of a woman's skirt without turning my head too far.

The Megure Police Department hurried over and asked Takagi to appease the lady and not let her destroy the scene.

When people are sleepy but are forced to wake up, they are always a little irritable.

I rubbed my forehead, and turned half of my body calmly, hiding my face in the shadow of the towel.

It's really a little back, is the power of death so strong?

No, it seems that there is no Lord Reaper here either!

I blinked hard a few times to wake myself up, but I didn't see any children at the scene.

"Sorry, I just have a few questions that I need to answer." Takagi's voice made me look at him.

He said awkwardly while taking out the notebook and pen from his pocket.

The lady next door was making too much noise, and the Mugure Police Department had to go to the scene to persuade her, and the questioning naturally fell on Takagi.

I sideways let him in.

Compared with the bright light outside, the thick curtains in the room are more suitable for my current needs.

"Please come in, don't stand at the door all the time." I was wearing a bathrobe, and when I woke up, I realized that my chest was half open.

I have to say, Jing Guang's body is really good!have!material!

Logically speaking, shouldn't he "sacrifice" for seven or eight years? Even if there are some unspeakable reasons, his body shouldn't be so strong, right?

Forget it, don't ask.

Asking is Ke Xue.

Wearing a mask and a hat in the room was too weird, so I put the glasses I had left by my bed last night on my face.

It's a black-frame flat lens. I'm short-sighted, but as an expert sniper, Jing Guang has surprisingly good eyesight.

As we all know, in Conan's character design, wearing glasses is equivalent to changing a different person. How could I not prepare such an important cross-dressing prop?

Gathering the yukata on my chest, I asked Takagi to sit down with me.

"Please ask."

Let me see what the hell is going on.