Mr. Killer next door to Detective Conan has a pot of Milanese flowers

The city that has just rained has been noisy since the early morning, with flashing traffic lights, pedestrians walking leisurely, and flowers blooming at an unknown time...

And the small dessert shop was just as lively.

"Mr. Songxue, hurry up and order for the guests at table four!"

"Mr. Songxue, quickly clean up dining table No. [-]!"

"Mr. Songxue, hurry up and get the napkins for the guests!"

"Songxue-kun..."

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Songxue Yishang was lying on the cash register panting, wanting to cry but no tears, Shimizu, why did you ask for leave today?

(;ω;`) Woohoo

Sakamoto Sugi patted Matsuki Yishang on the shoulder: "Get up, another guest is here."

That guest...or the little guest "da da da" ran to Song Xue Yishang's side and tugged at the corner of Song Xue Yishang's clothes: "Uncle, I want a matcha cake~"

Uncle Songxue Yishang Uncle's standard smile froze for a moment, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm really not angry, hehe...

(￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(￣dish￣///)

Song Xueyi, who was hit by the blow, asked dead fish eyes: "Do you want a large portion or a small portion? Xiao~friend~friend~"

Confirmed the eyes, it is the person who wants to fight.

The little friend tugged at the corner of Songxue Yishang's clothes so hard that Songxue Yishang doubted her life: "I want a big one, uncle~uncle~"

After finishing speaking, there was also an overly cute smile. ()

Alright, we are done with this beam..._

Song Xueyi's upper lip twitched: "Okay, little... Conan."

Three minutes later, Matsuyuki Yigami, who had finally sent off Conan's little friend, quietly moved to Sakamoto Sugi's side, and asked sadly, "Master, do I really look old? I'm only 3 years old..."

Sakamoto Sugi wiped the glass in his hand clean, then put it down, and replied very sincerely: "No, in a sense, you are very young."

Songxue Yishang was instantly moved, and sniffed: "My lord...you really are my caring little padded jacket~"

"Are you not good at Mandarin? I mean your soul is like a 5-year-old naive ghost, and your shell is like a 30-year-old uncle!" Sakamoto Sugi looked at Matsuyuki Yigami with disgust.

So Song Xueyi cried and squatted in the corner, the store manager, you have changed... You are obviously a heart-piercing ragged jacket! (dish')

The pointer pointed to 11:40 noon, and Song Xueyi, who had been through the lunch break, ran away in a flash, and his speed can be said to have amazed Sakamoto Sugi.

In order to reward herself, Songxue Yishang came to a nearby restaurant, ah, I have been thinking about the saury here for a long time, and today I finally have the opportunity to try it~

However, when Songxue Yishang entered the door, she found such a familiar figure who needed to be beaten...

"Ah, it's the uncle from the dessert shop~" Conan, who was sitting in the corner, smiled brightly.

Song Xueyi gave a cheap smile last time: "We meet again, Conan kid~"

Conan: Childish old man.

(￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(￣dish￣///)

Songxue Yishang: A precocious kid.

(╬￣dish￣)＝○＃(￣#)３￣)

The confrontation between the eyes of the two reached its peak.

But at this moment, a terrified scream broke the leisurely rest time.

Conan frowned, immediately put down his chopsticks and ran towards the source of the sound.

Song Xueyi followed Conan and walked over, and saw the man surrounded by the crowd, but the man had become a cold corpse, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his lips turned a strange dark purple.

Suddenly a voice in the crowd shouted: "This man is poisoned!"

The noisy crowd immediately quieted down, followed by a greater panic, the owner and chef of the restaurant were tied up by the crowd.

A spark ignites all the negative emotions in people's hearts.

Just a second before the tragedy was about to happen, the police rushed over and the crime scene was isolated. The shop owner and chef sat behind the police, their pale faces could not be concealed.

Songxue Yishang silently put the phone back into his pocket, and subconsciously looked for Conan, but found Conan scurrying around the scene, and kept asking the police about something.

This kid really has a big heart...

Five minutes later, Police Officer Mu Mu suddenly lay on the cash register with his head down, as if he was in a deep sleep. He used the evidence he found to conduct a series of reasoning, and finally found the poisoned prisoner.

But what I didn't expect was that the poisoned man's eyes were bloodshot, he took out a knife from his pocket, and slashed at the people around him like crazy, and the people gathered around the man scattered in panic.

I don't know who bumped into Song Xueyi, Song Xueyi staggered a bit, and when he was about to raise his head and run away again, he felt a sharp pain in his back, his eyes went dark, and he fell straight down.

One second before the consciousness completely dissipated, the man with silver hair and green eyes appeared in Songxue Yishang's mind.

Kurosawa-kun...

————I am the dividing line————

When I opened my eyes again, I could only see a piece of white, and my nose was filled with the smell of hospital-specific disinfectant. Songxue Yishang struggled to get up, but found that her limbs were weak. After several struggles to no avail, Songxue Yishang accepted her fate Lie on the bed.

Song Xueyi looked at the clock hanging on the wall by the moonlight, it was already ten o'clock at night...

With her head tilted to the right, Song Xueyi saw the mobile phone on the bedside, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and opened the mobile phone.

After turning on the phone, Song Xueyi saw the push of yesterday's poisoning incident at first sight, and saw two text messages at the second sight.

Sakamoto Sugi: I will give you half a month off to recuperate from your injuries.

Nana Shimizu: Give me peace of mind to heal my wounds!

Song Xueyi smiled, the store manager and Nana really still care about me...

There was a vase on the bedside table, but no flower arrangement... flowers?

Songxue Yishang suddenly remembered that he hadn't watered Little Milan yet, so call Kurosawa-kun to water him...

Songxueyi, who was about to open the address book, took a moment to start. It seems that I don't have Kurosawa-kun's phone number...

Matsuyuki Yigami threw the phone aside in frustration, I forgot such an important thing! Damn it, I must save Kurosawa-kun's phone number when I go back!

Thinking of this, Songxue Yishang murmured and closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

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Somewhere in the darkness, Gin took a small sip of red wine, and threw a photo to the person opposite: "Vodka, I will leave this person to you."

Vodka paused after seeing the person in the photo, and asked cautiously, "Boss, isn't this the prisoner in the poisoning incident today?"

Gin's green eyes looked at Vodka like a poisonous snake: "I just want to deprive him of his right to live."

Vodka shook, and put the photo in his pocket: "I understand..."

The author has something to say: Poisoner: Why did you kill me? !

Vodka: Because you hurt my sister-in-law!