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Chapter 605 Fake Travel Brochure

next morning
"Uncle, can you go faster?"

"Why are you so anxious, kid? It's not that you don't want to pick up that little girl."

Xiaolan, who was walking behind, looked at Guangyou, who was walking briskly, and sighed: "In the past, Guangyou always gave me the feeling of a small adult, but now he really looks like a child."

"Hehe." Conan revealed half-moon eyes, and complained in his heart, "Isn't it because I can bring that guy Huiyuan this time, otherwise this guy would never want to go."

After getting along for such a long time, he has already grasped Guangyou's psychological activities thoroughly.

Under Guangyou's urging, a group of people soon arrived in front of Dr. Ali's house.

When Guangyou arrived, he realized that Xiao Ai had already been waiting at the door.

Today, Xiao Ai changed her outdoor clothes and changed her shoes into professional hiking boots.

Guangyou is very familiar with this set of equipment on her, because this is the equipment they bought when they went to climb Mount Fuji.

"Why did you get up so early?" Guangyou trotted forward and asked with concern, "Sleep for a while?"

Hearing this, Uncle Mao Li and Conan felt black lines all over their heads, and even Xiaolan's face was a little unnatural.

Recalling what happened this morning, Uncle Maori and Conan couldn't help complaining: "This kid is really"

This time the two of them rarely reached a consensus.

This is mainly because they slept soundly this morning, but they were directly woken up by Guangyou.

Let's go back to this morning.
Conan slept soundly yesterday. In his dream, he was solving a case, but he suddenly discovered that everyone involved in the case had turned into Guangyou.

At that time, Conan just felt a little strange, but he didn't care about it.

But later, when he won applause with his reasoning, Conan discovered that Xiaolan also looks exactly like Guangyou.

This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that Xiaolan with a bright face suddenly confessed to him.

At that time, Conan wanted to refuse, but he nodded in his dream.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer, Conan was awakened by this dream.

After waking up, Conan found Guangyou standing by his bed, and shouted to him: "Look at what time it is, you are still lying on the bed so late, you don't have the vigor of a young man at all, hurry up and have breakfast, today I have to go climbing!"

Conan, who hadn't recovered from his dream, saw Guangyou's face, subconsciously swallowed dryly, moved to the side, and responded: "I'll get up right away, but can you go out first, I don't want to see you for now that face."

At that time, Guangyou immediately rolled his eyes at Conan, and cursed directly: "crazy"

As for Uncle Maori, he is not as exaggerated as Conan. After all, he and Guangyou are not in the same room, and he is also Guangyou's elder.

So this morning Guangyou just knocked on the door of the room, turning him from half asleep to fully awake.

"I went to bed early yesterday, so I got up earlier today." Xiao Ai smiled lightly, "And I have to prepare lunch for you."

"Actually, bento doesn't matter." Guangyou said, "The temperature is low in the morning recently. If you catch a cold because of making bento, it won't be worth it."

The words from Guangyou's mouth made Uncle Mori and Conan look weird.

Listen, is this a human speech?
Cooperating with the two of them won't catch a cold?

"No." Xiao Ai only felt a warm feeling in her heart, and said, "Let's go, they are still waiting for you."

"Okay." Guangyou turned his head to look at Uncle Maoli and his party waiting behind, and greeted, "Uncle, let's go!"

"Forget it, don't worry about it like a child." After comforting himself in his heart, Uncle Mao Li said to a few people, "Let's go, people have been picked up, now let's go to the station."

After picking up Xiao Ai, several people took the bus and prepared to go to today's destination - Xiaotiangu Mountain.

It takes more than an hour to go from the office to Xiaotengu Mountain, and the office does not have a fixed vehicle, so this time I will take the bus to the destination.

In fact, Uncle Mao Li originally owned a car, which was the red sports car he had seen before.

Speaking of which, Guangyou hasn't seen that red sports car for a long time, and he doesn't know if Uncle Mao Li sold it or what, anyway, he hasn't seen that car for a long time.

The bus to Xiaotengu Mountain was empty. This situation made Uncle Mori wonder if he took the wrong bus.

He checked the travel brochure before he came, and it said that there were quite a lot of tourists in Xiaotiangou Mountain recently, but now there are only a few of them in the car except for an old woman who is about to go down halfway.

In order to confirm that he did not take the wrong train, Uncle Mao Li took a look at the route map in the car, and when he saw Xiaotiangushan Station on the route map, he frowned: "I did not take the wrong train, why are there so few people in the train?" people?"

"Maybe those tourists have been climbing the mountain for a long time." Guangyou said to Uncle Mao Li, "Anyway, we are out to play, so there are fewer people."

In fact, for Guangyou, it doesn't matter if you get on the wrong bus. It doesn't matter where you go this time, but who you go with.

Hearing this, Uncle Mao Li thought it made sense, nodded, and said, "You are right, maybe she...they have all reached the foot of the mountain."

"Even if no one is there, it's fine." Guangyou looked out the window and said to himself, "At least no one bothers you."

The empty carriage is also beneficial to Guangyou, that is, he and Xiao Ai can not sit with Uncle Mao Li and the others.

At this time, the two were sitting at the back of the carriage by the window, Xiao Ai leaned on Guangyou's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest his mind, while Guangyou looked at the scenery outside the window, and occasionally turned his head to look at Xiao Ai.

Soon, the bus left the noisy steel jungle.

"Xiaotiangou Mountain has arrived."

With the arrival reminder, several people sleeping in the car woke up one after another.

Seeing that the car had stopped, Guangyou reached out and patted Xiao Ai who was sleeping on his shoulder, and said, "It's time to get up."

"Um"

After a soft moan, Xiao Ai slowly opened her eyes. At this time, Guangyou's face occupied her entire field of vision. Thinking of what she just dreamed, her delicate earlobes turned slightly red.

But Guangyou didn't notice anything strange about her, he got up and stretched out his hand to Xiao Ai, showing a smile: "Let's go, get out of the car."

Looking at Guangyou's clear eyes, Xiao Ai put her hand in Guangyou's palm and replied with a smile. "Ok."

After getting out of the car, Uncle Mao Li found that there was no one at the foot of the mountain. If it weren't for the words "Little Tengu Mountain" written on the side sign, he would really think that he was in the wrong car.

"Could it be that this tourist brochure is a fake?" Uncle Mao Li woke up instantly, "Didn't it mean that this place is very popular with college girls recently?"

"Dad, you brought us here just to see college girls?"

Sensing the murderous intent coming from Xiaolan, Uncle Mao Li coughed lightly, and said seriously: "How is it possible, I just wanted to bring you here this time. As for the fact that this place is very popular with college girls, it is written in this travel brochure. Yes, it has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, Uncle Maori also took out the travel brochure and showed the side introducing Xiaotengu Mountain to several people.

As Uncle Mori said, there is indeed a sentence in the tourist brochure that says "Xiaotengu Mountain is currently very popular with college girls".

There is also a picture of many young girls standing at the foot of the mountain, and there is also a sign of Xiaotiangu Mountain in the picture, which is enough to prove that the place in the photo is indeed like this.

However, what Guangyou saw was that there was no one other than them.

This reminded him of a sentence that often appears in TV commercials.

"Pictures are for reference only, and the actual product shall prevail."

(End of this chapter)