Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 42 The Slow Fortune Teller
"I was originally planning to call a few old friends to go fishing at Tiwujin River today, but when I heard Xiao Yamei say that you wanted to come and see me, hey, who would invite those old guys?" the old man said happily.

"I still remember that you were the best at fishing among the teachers in school."

Miyano Akemi responded with a smile at the right time and handed the fruit basket in her hand to the housekeeper of the Ikemura family.

"Of course not. I don't even want to compete with those air force guys. It's boring!" Professor Ikemura was tickled and burst into laughter.

As we were chatting, a middle-aged woman in a woolen coat came down from upstairs.

Seeing An He and his group, she smiled gently and said, "Are you Dad's students? He has been talking about you coming since yesterday. He really misses you."

This person should be the wife of the Ikemura family, the daughter-in-law of old Professor Ikemura, Ikemura Kimie.

"Where is Axun?" asked Professor Ikemura.

"He locked himself in the study early in the morning. I don't know what he is doing. Maybe he is enjoying his old records." Ikemura Kimie couldn't help complaining.

"Don't worry about him. He will come out when he's hungry. Dad, you and the guests can have lunch first. I have to go out for a while."

"Okay." Professor Ikemura nodded regretfully, and then put the regret behind him.

Anhe looked around the house and had a vague feeling that a crime might have happened here, but he didn't see Conan and Mouri Kogoro, which made him doubt his feeling.

Adhering to the principle of following spiritual intuition, An He chose to toss a coin.

front.

Well, it looks like something bad is going to happen.

I can only say that I hope the deceased is not this old professor.

Anhe looked back and saw Miyano Shiho playing with his cell phone with his head down.

He leaned over to take a look out of curiosity and found that she was searching for terms related to "Chicun".

"The owner of this place seems to be a famous diplomat." Noticing An He approaching, she had no intention of hiding it, but instead whispered the results of the search.

"Ikemura Isao, a former official of the town of Beika, won the election and became the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Tokyo 20 years ago when his rival, Yamashiro Kenji, was imprisoned for corruption and bribery."

"During the campaign, Ikemura Isao divorced his first wife on the grounds that she had cheated on him, and two years after taking office he remarried his current wife, Ikemura Koie."

"It is worth mentioning that Kenji Yamashiro, who was originally a candidate for the election, died of a serious illness in prison after five years in prison."

Wow, this buff is stacked
Listening to what Shiho Miyano said, Anhe silently sentenced the diplomat to death in his heart.

With this resume and the good fortune of being in Mihua, if you don’t die, who will?

Thinking of what Ikemura Kimie just said about him locking himself in the study and not knowing what he was doing, An He couldn't help but guess that the diplomat might have died.

But it has nothing to do with them. They are just innocent people who come to visit. As long as they don’t go up to the second floor and open the door of the study, everything will be as if it doesn’t exist.

An He couldn't help but recall the trouble he had when taking the statement at the Metropolitan Police Department. He wanted to stay as far away from the case as possible. He was not a detective and didn't want to be exposed to the media too much.

Apparently Professor Ikemura was very lonely after his retirement. When he finally met someone visiting him, he completely forgot the time while chatting with Miyano Akemi. After they stayed at Ikemura's house for lunch, Professor Ikemura was still reluctant to leave.

He was almost about to ask them to stay overnight.

But this is of course impossible. Although Shiho Miyano's research project does not have DDL requirements, it still has regular experimental indicators.

There is indeed room for weekends off, but if she is absent from work on weekdays, the schedule will still be a bit tight. Miyano Akemi will never make things difficult for her sister.

Professor Ikemura had no choice but to back off and only asked them to stay until dinner.

Although Miyano Akemi and the teacher had a good chat, she was still a stranger to Miyano Shiho. Especially after Professor Ikemura knew that she was Miyano Akemi's sister, he naturally had a kind of elder's perspective to favor her. Miyano Shiho was not good at dealing with such one-sided enthusiasm, and seemed restless and even a little breathless.

So she found an excuse to leave the living room and ran to the balcony leading directly to the garden to get some fresh air.

An He noticed her abnormality and followed her out, using the excuse of going to the bathroom.

"The erosion of time is really terrible."

The garden was well-maintained, but before An He could even take a look at it, he heard her complaining as soon as he came out.

"From the conversation between this old man and my sister, I can tell that he is a wise and knowledgeable scholar. But even such a rational person will be gradually worn out by loneliness and solitude in his long life."

Miyano Shiho sighed softly, as if she was worried about her future.

An He glanced at her sideways.

"You sound so philosophical, but you're just embarrassed and shy, right? Social phobia?"

Miyano Shiho looked at him with pity and shook her head helplessly: "Sure enough, a shallow creature like Awa-kun cannot understand this kind of sorrow."

An He crossed his arms and said mercilessly: "Why don't you go back and discuss this topic with the old gentleman? I believe that with his erudition, he should be happy to communicate with you. Hmm!"

He held his waist and squatted down slowly. Miyano Shiho retracted her elbow, and was rarely able to remain calm. She glared at him in shame and anger, gritting her teeth.

"Look, you're anxious again." An He rubbed his waist and stood up, looking at her resentfully.

"To deal with this kind of contaminated bacterial colony, we must clean it up decisively."

"In fact, Mr. Miyano simply cannot accept other people's kindness and concern."

An He did not intend to shut up. He did have something to say to the girl who was the first person he saw when he came into this world and who helped him through the difficult early days.

"You have been studying abroad and have completed your studies at a pace that is beyond all your peers. Mr. Miyano, have you ever really had normal relationships with people?"

“Is there someone around you who can both speak the truth and talk about boring topics?”

“Is there anyone I can turn to when I’m sick or can ask for help with trivial matters?”

"You are already used to making achievements, and then improving your status and reputation. This feedback model is purely based on interests, right?"

While Anhe kept on talking, Miyano Shiho became quiet instead.

"Actually, I said that at the beginning, didn't I? You can't tell that Mr. Miyano is only 18 years old."

"You always have a face that doesn't show any emotion to anyone who comes close to you, as if your face is naturally frozen. If I hadn't seen you and your sister getting along, I would have thought you had facial paralysis."

"But concealment is still concealment. Human nature can only be restrained, but it is difficult to erase. Mr. Miyano only looks mature and is used to cutting off all expectations of the outside world. When you really encounter burning sincerity and kindness, your ice-like shell cannot freeze others. Only you are tortured in the entanglement of ice and fire."

"You can't refuse the kindness of Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan, just like facing Mr. Ikemura, so you can only choose to escape and stay away, right?"

An He leaned on the railing, looking at the lush flowers and leaves in the garden, feeling a little emotional.

"I am just a fortune teller. I don't have the keen observation ability of thieves and spectators. But even I can clearly see your fragile nature, Mr. Miyano."

"But it is precisely because I am a slow fortune teller, without the bad cynicism of a thief, and like the audience, I never lie - but I don't tell the truth, that I want to tell you this."

"Mr. Miyano, always resisting other people's kindness is not necessarily a form of self-protection."

"A spring that is over-compressed will bounce back with great force."

(End of this chapter)