Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 208 The Girl Playing Diving
tonight,

The wind is a little strong.

The gin was blowing in the wind, and the hair was flying like instant noodles in boiling water, but the instant noodles turned yellow when boiled, and the gin turned from cooked noodles to raw noodles after being boiled in the water factory.

The phone in his hand shone a slanting light.

Ding Dong: Wind: OK.

Qin Jiu has never used a mobile phone before, so he opened the message a little stupidly, as if to see the flowers, let alone whether there are flowers in the mobile phone, Qin Jiu has already started to take flowers.

A not fierce smile appeared on the somewhat fierce face.

The green eyes are a little gentle and complicated.

Don't even ask where the location is, this is the attitude, it should be called.

After waiting for a while, there was no other information, and the little flowers around Qin Jiu gradually faded away.

Has he been released as a pigeon...

Gin thought while looking under the tree.

Under the tree, the familiar mask villain, well, not a villain, but a little adult.

The beautiful black eyes of the gust of wind looked at him, staring straight at him, as if to say: Don't underestimate me, I, Beifeng, know that you like gin and wine, and you have no other hobbies, but you like climbing trees, climbing trees ...

Oh, and, play bombs.

Beifeng was afraid that Qinjiu would not understand Feng's eye contact method, so he kindly expressed his own analysis: "You like trees, and it happens that I have trees in my house. Of course, you are playing on trees based on the principle of proximity and taking advantage of your advantages."

Gin was "spitting out", and he didn't utter obscene words like Tu Feimi.

Qin Jiu's handsome face turned red strangely. Of course, taking advantage of the darkness, he thought he was hiding well.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Beifeng used his inhuman night vision to appreciate the whole process of the gin being ripe.

He leaned lazily against the tree.

Thinking about today...

Gin clothes cloth, before dismantling...

It was his red face.

Let the gin turn red in the evening.

It's a tie.

……

"call……"

It was the sound of the wind. For the time being, no one was breathing heavily. The gin was about to come down from the tree. He looked at the tree more than two meters above the ground and said to the north wind, "It's too high to come down."

"How to go up and how to get down." Beifeng leaned against the tree, and didn't intend to help Qin Jiu down the tree. He hoped that Qin Jiu would get rid of the bad habit of climbing trees without incident.

You are an organization model worker gin, not a qin monkey.

"Going up a tree and going down a tree are two different concepts." Qin Jiu said nonsense seriously.

However, Beifeng was really able to pick up the words: "Understood, it's like going to bed and getting up are different concepts. It's easy to get on the bed, but it's very difficult to get off."

He continued to add: "This reason is barely qualified, come on, give me your hand."

The lyre monkey on the tree showed a happy smile.

Then he gave North Wind his hand,

He held a ball of plush.

A cat's claw cover came into view.

Gin: ?
Usually, Gin has this little question mark not because he has doubts, but because of North Wind...

You are not right.

On such a hot day, why don't you let me touch my hand to cool down?
However, before Qin Jiu could figure it out, he had left the heart of the tree, and the whole 360-degree rotation of the Qin was picked up by the north wind.

Then when he was only one or two centimeters away from the ground, the gin was suspended, and the hair that hadn't reacted completely calmed down. Then, he was placed on the ground by the north wind at the speed of a tortoise.

Gin: "..."

Looking for Beifeng to play, what you play is not the heartbeat, but the waist of the old man.

As soon as it was mentioned, Qin Jiu thought of something named Xue.

Forget it, today I have Beifeng to accompany me, let's not mention those two things.

……

In Beifeng's villa, there was suddenly the sound of a delicate little girl sneezing.

Immediately, another child's concerned voice sounded: "Xiao Ai, are you cold? I'll find you ten quilts right away!"

"Shut up, I'm not the princess on the pea!" Hui Yuanai rubbed his nose with sharp eyes.

Could it be that the boyfriend of a man who went out to "indulge" in the middle of the night is cursing her! ! !
Hui Yuan's sad face turned black, and his anger became a little gray.

Damn foreign girl!

Tuo Feimi took the nickname of Kung Fu Dzogchen, and now Hui Yuanai's fear of gin has changed from a little bit to a little bit.

She is a little more afraid now, but Belmode, that one, who I heard has an enmity with her parents: The Witch with Thousand Faces!
……

"The night market is so lively."

Beifeng held a string of wind chimes and a beautiful night light.

There was no hand free for gin.

Gin: "..."

"Yeah, it's so lively."

Of course you are having fun.

but i want to hold...

"Have a lot of fun." Beifeng looked at the wind chime in his hand and shook it.

"Yes, very happy."

I am happy when you are happy.

But I want to pull...

hand.

……

Beifeng looked at the gin and said he was happy, but he had an indifferent face that could scare away all kinds of women. Constantly moving in the pocket, poking around dishonestly.

The right hand leans against himself longingly.

Beifeng understood.

The hand without the cat's claws suddenly took the initiative to cover Qin Jiu's hand, and the string of wind chimes fell to the ground with a "click", and Beifeng didn't care.

"Let's go."

Happiness came so suddenly.

……

Gin:

(▼▼メ)
turn~
(▼▼)
……

Going around the bridge, you can see the light on the opposite side gently shattering the entire water surface. On the suspension bridge, there is a figure standing crookedly.

When he opened his eyes again, the figure flickered but disappeared.

……

Beifeng took a look.

……

Gin saw it and said nothing.

……

What just happened is self-evident.

Someone jumped into the river.

……

Gin's attitude has basically not changed much.

Others seek death because they don't respect life and seek death easily. He doesn't like people who don't respect life.

So, in order to make Gin like it, don't go looking for shit anyway.

When it came to Beifeng, it passed by very quickly. His slender hand stretched out towards the water. He was holding the hand and carrying the forward gin, and he could vaguely feel that he was using a kind of power.

"Whoa."

A figure was pulled up from the water, together with a large stone.

She completely cut off her own way of life!

A wet man with short hair sticking to his face, very thin, wearing the same school uniform as Kudo Shinichi, with a baby face full of [-]% confusion.

Still a student.

"Ahem..." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student was lying on the ground, looking at the person in front of him with distracted eyes.

She kept spitting out water.

How did I get here.

How could someone save someone like me.

……

She desperately went to the side of the bridge, wanting to continue to seek death.

The collar was pulled.

Qin Jiu stared coldly at this ignorant woman.

The North Wind used all his energy to save you, but you actually wanted to waste his energy.

"Ahem, you may not understand me, but you can't stop me. You can call meddling in other people's business."

Beifeng looked at the Grim Reaper's handbook with special effects before Sadako climbed out, and responded calmly: "A woman who meddles in her own business is called a badass, is a man..."

Beifeng thought for a while: "Call me Starling."

"I'm a pigeon nicknamed Starling, and I like to meddle in other people's business."

His voice was nice and gentle, especially his tone, which she had never seen before...Pirly angry, Dong Mulingzi raised his head and glanced at him.

Wearing a mask, very tall.

exposed eyes...

Compare……

Xi's is even better.

Ah, Xi is the devil!

It is no longer my religion.

……

"To tell you the truth, I am a teacher. Isn't it only natural for a teacher to save a student?" Beifeng said while straightening the girl up.

She is crooked on the ground and it is easy to make people want to crooked. It is not my obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Teacher..." Dong Mulingzi trembled as if he had been further stimulated. "Let... let, let me die, I deserve to die! Teacher... Teacher, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for you!"

"Which teacher?"

"It's Mr. Kawakami, he was killed by them in order to protect people like me."

"A person like you, what kind of person are you? Aren't you a yellow race?" Beifeng straightened the girl up again.

Dong Mulingzi: "..."

How do you answer this?Good baby don't understand.

Beifeng had even more extreme ideas.

This little girl, her head is always crooked.

hold down.

Beifeng held down the old moving head, Dong Mulingzi finally stopped crooked, Beifeng was satisfied.

So, the girl suddenly felt very cold, not because of the water all over her body, but because the man in black who had grabbed her collar before was looking at her with malicious eyes like a knife...

No, look at the hands on her head.

Those who bullied her had less than one percent of this man's arrogance.

then……

Dong Mulingzi cried out of fright.

Gin: "..."

???

This is embarrassing?
No, the embarrassment is not Gin, and Gin pulled Bei Feng: "Pippi... Oh no, Feng, let's go."

"Qinjiu, is it me or you?" Beifeng turned to look at Qinjiu, and picked up Dong Mulingzi.

Seeing that Beifeng disrespected his ideas so much, he insisted on inserting a strange woman in the world of two men, and the smell of gin and wine turned into a lyre cat.

"Qin, do you want to take her with you?" Beifeng carried Dong Mulingzi in the posture of carrying a chicken.

Eh... so you still respect his ideas?
Gin was patted down, and Bingshan's expression loosened a little.

"whatever."

then……

Dong Mulingzi was placed on the ground.

Cold wind blows.

There was no pigeon in place.

Dong Mulingzi: o_O?

The good baby still doesn't know how to operate.

(End of this chapter)