Conan: I'm Not the Red Team

Chapter 83
Xue Shiyi didn't know what her brother was thinking of, but she could see some clues from his face.

"And I'm not a real paper doll, how can I be so fragile."

She said with a light smile, there was no sign of embarrassment between her brows, as if she was really not a paper doll, she said it simply and lightly, and then she stretched out her hand to Yukimuroze, "Since you came back early today, it seems that I want to Is the thing already done?"

"Ah."

Xue Murozawa took out a palm-sized plush doll from his pocket and handed it to her. It looked like a lop-eared rabbit. When you squeeze it, you can find that there are actually hard objects inside, not as soft as it looks on the surface. .

This is the pendant that Yukimuroi commissioned him to make before, and it can be used to hold her silver needles after special modification. This design can perfectly avoid the problem of the venom staining the clothes and being inconvenient to carry in the restaurant last time.

"I have designed all the control buttons you want, but the password can only be set in a specific order, and now there are three 3s." Seeing her start to check the function of the pendant from left to right, Yukimuroze did it by hanging the bag behind the door On the seat opposite her, "Gin told me in the afternoon that you had a fever when I just finished, and it wasn't as serious as last time."

As he said that, he let out a sigh of relief, looked at Xue Murozawa's pale but not too weak face, and finally let go of his heart, "Don't scare me next time, your brother is timid, so I can't help but scare him."

"I know, I know, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Fiddling with the pendant in her hand, Xue Shiyi replied casually, she knows if she knows whether she should actually take action... She paused for a while, but she returned to her previous appearance in the blink of an eye.

——If the plan requires it, she will still do it.

On the way to victory, health and longevity are just bargaining chips that can be used in exchange for benefits.

This is something the affectionate Yukimurozawa will never understand.

Fingertips fumbled for the button in Yukimuro's mouth, and Yukimuroi ordered without looking up, "Can you help me get that box from the table in the room? You know where my silver needle is."

"But you still have a fever—"

"It's okay, this little illness can't defeat me."

Seeing her insistence on this, Xue Shize, who still wanted to persuade her, had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, pursed her lips silently, and walked towards the long corridor beside her.

He had seen that box before, the iron box with silver needles was nothing special, but as long as he had seen it, he would not be mistaken.

The moment he walked into the corridor, Ishihara Chinatsu's voice suddenly sounded faintly behind him.

"Miss, the porridge is ready."

"Well, bring it out." Xue Shiyi looked at the pendant in her hand, and then thought of something, and added, "Be careful of burning."

Wanting to buy people's hearts can never be done with a few simple moves, you have to get into her heart little by little.

For an intuitive person like Ishihara Chinatsu, if there is no sincerity in this process, she cannot be fooled.

True or false, false or true, who can tell whether her reminder at this moment is sincere or false?

Yukimuro blinked and covered the strange look in her eyes before Ishihara Chinatsu walked out of the kitchen, at least she herself couldn't tell the difference now.

As for whether it was unintentional or intentional... who knows?
Staring at the bowl of light-colored porridge that was pushed in front of her, she raised her head again, and bumped into Ishihara Chika's eyes full of worry inadvertently.

Her heart seemed to be slightly touched by something, her eyes met, and she suddenly said:
"...Remember to add some water to the kettle in the room, I just finished drinking it."

"Oh, oh, ok, I'm ready!"

Ishihara Qianxia was suddenly awakened, and immediately broke free from those deep gray eyes, quickly looked away, and walked quickly to the kitchen to prepare for boiling water again.

She couldn't help feeling a little panic in her heart. The moment she looked at each other, she seemed to feel that her soul would be completely sucked away, and she couldn't move her limbs and head, as if...

It was as if she had been petrified, looking into Ms. Yukimuro's eyes was like looking into an endless abyss, the endless darkness made her unable to bear the fear that spread to her whole body little by little.

Now there...

Not even the last gleam of light could be seen.

Miss……

She was surprised to find that she didn't have the idea of ​​leaving here at this time. In fact, one of the reasons that attracted her to stay here has disappeared, hasn't it?
Is it the small house where she lived for a few days that makes her nostalgic?
Or have a favorite bread that you can eat every day?

Or... Miss herself, not the so-called light in her eyes?
Ishihara Chinatsu suddenly realized that the reason why she stayed in the first place was completely different from the reason why she stayed now.

Now she stays here only for this young lady who gave her a new life.

Life is good now—and she's always been someone who is easily satisfied, so she sincerely hopes that she can live like this forever.

"I hope I can always take care of Miss."

Ishihara Chinatsu closed her eyes, clasped her hands together and began to pray the way her mother taught her.

Because this behavior made her feel the joy she had never felt before.

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Yukimuro has always considered herself a lucky person.

But at the same time, she also believes that luck is a conserved substance.

She has the best brother in the world, and a partner who is not qualified but enough to resonate, and now she has met an assistant who is not very good but caring enough and has room for growth.

It’s not that she is modest, in fact she can’t fully grasp the mood changes of Ishihara Chinatsu, she knows how to read people, and can also control the other person’s thinking, but no one can ever say that she can completely control others, this is impossible thing.

What she can and will do is to guide the other party a little bit closer to her goal. As for what variables will appear in the middle, it is unpredictable, so Ishihara Qianxia needs to only accept basic training.

A qualified assistant needs to go through multiple trainings, but Ishihara Chinatsu is different. If her ability is trained too much, then Yukimuroi will not be able to use her and control her to the final performance stage as easily as she is now.

Anti-reconnaissance alone is enough for Yukimuro to lose all the personnel and surveillance used to monitor Ishihara Chinatsu's whereabouts outside, not to mention other abilities.

Wisps of smoke fluttered up the porridge, she closed her eyes and took a sip, the temperature just enough for her mouth made her relax her brows frowning due to the headache with satisfaction.

Ishihara Chinatsu's thoughtfulness is not a simple label, she really did a good job in various details, which was beyond her expectations, and it is also a form of the so-called "variables" in the plan.

After eating the steaming porridge, my body suddenly felt warm, not the heat of a fever, but another feeling.

(End of this chapter)