Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 120 Abba Can't Compare to This Sand Sculpture

Waiting for the Matsumoto Police Station to drift away absent-mindedly, Bai Shu came out from the corner. Xiaolan saw him and raised her hand to say hello.

Sayuri Matsumoto looked at Bai Shu, and quickly realized, "Are you the friend Xiaolan mentioned?"

"Well, hello, teacher." Bai Shu followed the example of those high school students and greeted politely.

Sayuri Matsumoto was very familiar, got up and handed over a plastic bag containing canned drinks, "Thank you for coming today, would you like some drinks?"

"Then I won't be polite." Bai Shu looked around the bag, picked a cup of coffee at random, opened it and took a sip.

When some people don't drink coffee, their minds are full of the aroma of coffee. When they really drink it, they find that the aroma is so bitter that they can't bear it at all.

Bai Shu wiped his mouth, silently put the coffee aside, it was really bitter.

Just as he put down the cup, there were two knocks on the half-closed door next to him.

... From the beginning until now, the person outside the door was the first one to know that he had to knock when entering the house.

Bai Shu was the closest to the door, and when he walked over to open the door, a large bouquet of roses appeared in front of him.

Behind Rose, a buddy with short ear-length hair closed his eyes and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, posing in a coquettish pose, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"Wait!", Bai Shu interrupted with lightning speed, "Before sending flowers, can you open your eyes and have a look."

"...!", in the romantic atmosphere, a male voice suddenly came out, Mei Gong was terrified, opened his eyes suddenly, only to realize that in front of him was not his beautiful teacher in a wedding dress, but a strange man.

Meigong silently withdrew her hand holding the flowers, walked around the white tree in a dull manner, walked to Sayuri Matsumoto, reorganized the language, and then presented the bouquet again.

Sayuri Matsumoto took it with dignity, "Thank you, it's so beautiful."

From Ran and Sonoko's murmurs, one could tell that this person named Umemiya Junji was a senior senior to them. He used to be the president of the student council and the president of the music club. He had a crush on Matsumoto Sayuri who was a music teacher for a long time... …

Bah, it's already known to the whole school, this is a clear love at all.

Mei Gong quickly proved with practical actions that he is not a crush, and has never died of his infatuation.

Saiduri Matsumoto was holding flowers in both hands, Meigong had no place to grab them, so she looked around, and could only take the next best thing and picked up the lemon tea that Saiduri Matsumoto had just put down.

He stared at the pot deeply, and said in a magnetic voice, "I am deeply sorry for what happened today, but I still firmly believe that only I can bring happiness to the teacher."

"Mei Palace..." Sayuri Matsumoto was helpless, why did everyone who came here today dislike her wedding? This group of people couldn't have discussed it specifically to mess things up.

Mei Gong dropped the last line, put the lemon tea on the table, waved his sleeves - well, he was wearing a narrow suit and had no sleeves to swing - pushed his glasses, and left without taking a cloud .

Xiaolan took pictures of this scene with great interest, but suddenly, a reminder popped up on the video recorder.

She groaned and tapped the video recorder, "The battery is out."

"Why, I haven't used it since I charged it last time..." Yuanzi hurried over and looked at the video recorder in a daze.

Xiaolan tried her best to remedy it, "When I came here, I saw that there seemed to be a home appliance store nearby."

Yuanzi clapped his hands, dragged Xiaolan and ran outside, "Okay, let's go buy batteries!"

The two went out in a hurry, Conan looked at their backs and sighed, "It's too careless, I didn't check the equipment before going out..."

Bai Shu looked at Conan, and Matsumoto Sayuri who was sneaking up behind Conan, thinking that you were careless enough, and you had the nerve to talk about others.

The next second, Sayuri Matsumoto reached out and took off Conan's glasses.

"!", Conan was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Sayuri Matsumoto sizing him up closely. After a while, she nodded her head and said, "You really look like Shinichi Kudo. Every time I see this face, I can't help it." Don't want to bully me."

She said, pinching Conan's face, pulling it to both sides, and asked Bai Shu, "Right."

"It seems a little bit when you say that, but I haven't seen Kudo Shinichi much..." Shiraki nodded ambiguously, and at the same time saw Conan who was deformed in pain, couldn't help complaining, "Teacher, you are very annoying Is it this face?"

"Haha, no, even though he wasn't a good student back then, I still have a good impression of him, because he looks very—— not like my first love!"

Sayuri Matsumoto has the face of a royal sister, but she is not cold and cold at all. She is talkative like Sonoko Suzuki, who can talk about any topic, "That is a little boy who lives near my house. His family runs a snack shop. , every time there are neighborhood children bullying me, he will help me drive those people away, and then he will secretly bring out lemon tea from his own store to comfort me. "

Saiduri Matsumoto had finished drinking a can of lemon tea. As she spoke, she became greedy again. She let go of the tortured Conan, got up and opened another bottle of Fat House Happy Tea, inserted a straw, and sipped happily.

Conan covered his pinched red face, and the corners of his eyes twitched: So it was because of this kind of sand sculpture that he was punished for three years in vain!
"Childhood sweetheart, good setting. Have you been in touch since then?" Bai Shu knew about her past, but seeing it from the black and white pictures, and hearing it from a beautiful young lady with her own ears, after all, it still feels different. .

A successful god must first learn to enjoy life.

Sayuri Matsumoto shook her head, and swallowed the lemon tea in her mouth, "No, he moved away suddenly later and lost all news, but..."

She suddenly smiled, as if she had thought of something good, but before she could speak, there was a commotion at the door.

Immediately after a bang, the door opened, and a man in a suit was pushed in.

Takasugi Toshihiko staggered two steps, barely stood up straight, he touched the back of his head, looked at Sayuri Matsumoto, and said stammeringly, "You, you are so beautiful today."

The onlookers who pushed him in booed, "Don't be cowardly, groom! Give him a kiss!"

Takasugi Toshihiko blushed, turned around and closed the door. The guests thought he was too embarrassed to greet each other face to face, so there was another burst of laughter outside the door, and then they dispersed, leaving space for the two soon-to-be newlyweds.

But the situation in the room was different from what they thought.

Takasugi Toshihiko didn't rush to his relatives, he walked to the table, picked up the can of lemon tea and frowned, "Why are you drinking this poor drink again?"

"...", Saiduri Matsumoto smiled, her expression was a little embarrassed and helpless, but she was not angry at all.

...If Director Matsumoto was here at this moment, I am afraid that because of this kind of discrimination, he would be so sad that mushrooms would grow.

(End of this chapter)