Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 46 Don't get close to the god of death, you will become unfortunate
The room was still as quiet as when he left.

Miyano Shiho was lying on the sofa, her soft brown short hair falling down beside her ears, looking a little messy.

Her rosy lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be accustomed to a downward curve, which always made people feel that she was hiding some great sorrow, as if she had a born cold face.

But An He had seen her smile, although it was very subtle.

Perhaps because I often see her with an indifferent expression, any other color seems particularly vivid.

An He always couldn't help wanting to say something weird to tease her, just like a naughty boy wandering on the shore, throwing stones into the calm center of the lake and rejoicing over the ripples that appeared.

On the island of the mind, no one knew what the thieves and the audience were whispering about, and hearty laughter could be heard from time to time.

An He didn't intend to pay attention to them and just enjoyed the tranquility in the room alone.

But accidents always come suddenly and are keen to break this tranquility.

The door was pushed open without warning and then closed immediately.

thump.

It was the sound of flesh falling to the ground.

An He turned around and saw a small figure lying at the door, with smoke and steam coming out of his body.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Is this kid going to perform a show of changing size here?
It would be really fun if he grew up to be Kudo Shinichi, and then woke up to find two other people in the room.

Anhe did not intend to get too involved with Conan. On the one hand, the aura of the god of death on this kid was too dazzling. On the other hand, his curiosity was too strong. It would be bad if he chased them and dug deeper and found some surprises.

To be honest, as a fortune teller who needs "attention" the most, fortune teller An He does not like the feeling of being in the spotlight.

What he believes in is to live his daily life in a low-key manner, and it would be even better if he could get promoted safely at the same time.

During his week in Backlund, he had witnessed many tragedies, so he especially cherished the daily life he was lucky enough to have.

After all, he is just a "coward", so it's normal to be a little timid, right?

Thinking of the trouble that would arise after revealing Conan's mask, Anhe made a prompt decision, carefully picked up the sleeping Miyano Shiho, slowly walked around Conan who was lying at the door, and quietly walked out of the guest room.

Slowly closing the door, An He breathed a sigh of relief, ensuring that his ordinary daily life was not destroyed by the evil spirit of fate.

Then he met a pair of cold lake blue eyes.

Miyano Shiho has long had the habit of being a light sleeper.

The action of being picked up was not a big one, but it was enough to wake her up.

However, as an emotionally stable adult, she did not struggle wildly at the first moment, or slap the frivolous man in the face out of anger.

Miyano Shiho first felt every part of her body and found no discomfort. On the contrary, the black windbreaker wrapped her tightly and kept her warm in the slightly cool season.

Then she silently looked around. It was no different from when she fell asleep. It was still the same guest room.

Finally, she set her eyes on the thin figure lying at the door, and from the smoke coming out of Conan's body, she guessed something about the current situation.

She was very quiet from beginning to end. Normally, most people would become stiff for a while after waking up from this situation, but An He could not tell the moment she woke up from the soft touch of his hands.

It was not until she left the room that she deliberately stretched her posture, allowing An He to notice this fact.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Anhe's forehead.

"Mr. Miyano, I said it was because of some accidents. In fact, I didn't think that much. Do you believe it?"

He froze in place and forced a sheepish smile.

"Ah."

Miyano Shiho uttered a slight nasal sound, couldn't help but yawned, a tear leaked from the corner of her eye, and she patted his arm.

"Put me down."

An He immediately bent down to allow her to land, and her feet lightly stepped on his slippers, and then stepped firmly on the cedar floor.

Miyano Shiho pulled her windbreaker tighter around her body and frowned slightly: "You didn't bring my shoes with you?" An He then realized that he had made a careless mistake and was speechless.

Seeing him hesitating about whether to go back, Miyano Shiho waved her hand and walked towards the Japanese-style room wearing only white socks: "Forget it, that's it."

"Hey Mr. Miyano, how about I give you my slippers?"

"I dislike you."

"Ok."

An He followed her, silently cursing in his heart that she would have diarrhea when she returned home that night because of this.

"I always feel like you're thinking something bad."

Should we say it's a woman's sixth sense? Miyano Shiho felt a chill for some reason and looked back at him suspiciously.

"It's definitely your illusion."

Anhe smiled innocently.

"By the way, aren't you curious about what just happened, Mr. Miyano?"

"There's nothing to be curious about. I had expected that the degeneration could be reversed."

Until now, An He still doesn’t know what the so-called “APTX4869” is, what its principle and ultimate ideal effect are.

However, judging from Miyano Shiho's attitude, she obviously knew about this.

Could it really be a miraculous drug that could restore youth or bring the dead back to life? An He recalled the general speculation of the public in his previous life.

Would you like to have one and eat it?
This thought flashed through An He's mind as if in a joke, and then he was amused by the joke.

He would gamble his life only if he was sick.

If this is really the kind of medicine, once Miyano Shiho really develops the finished product, he should be qualified to buy one and try it.

As for this semi-finished product that has not even undergone standardized clinical trials, forget it.

Even Gin only uses this stuff as a convenient poison, which shows how unreliable it is.

He is not so confident about his luck.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Miyano." Anhe suddenly asked, "Did Gin come to trouble you later?"

Miyano Shiho shook his head.

In fact, ever since he complained to that gentleman last time, Gin has seldom come to the research institute, and the handling of APTX series drugs has become stricter, and there has been no more incidents of people taking them out and using them as poison without authorization.

Gin, who was once as disgusting as a fly and annoyed her, disappeared from her life with just a phone call. This made Miyano Shiho feel more clearly the improvement of her status.

Although the essence is that it is a game played within limited "rules".

Miyano Shiho couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or not.

Let’s just consider it as such.

Realizing that the girl's mood had become depressed again because of his words, An He tactfully shut his mouth.

When the two returned to the Japanese-style room, they saw Miyano Akemi comforting Professor Ikemura.

Miyano Shiho just woke up and was not aware of the bloody drama that happened in this family, but Anhe knew it clearly.

All of a sudden, his son and daughter-in-law were both thrown into jail, the girlfriend brought home by his grandson turned out to be his granddaughter, and a good marriage was ruined. No one could calm down easily, let alone this old man in his seventies.

"Such a stupid thing happened and made you laugh at me, alas." The old professor, who was originally full of energy and spirit, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant and no longer had the rosy look he had before.

It was no longer appropriate to invite the guests to dinner. Professor Ikemura sent the three people out of the house. Finally, he held Miyano Akemi's hand and solemnly told her not to make mistakes and not to be like his son and daughter-in-law, who ruined their future because of stupidity.

Miyano Akemi naturally responded.

Finally, the old professor reluctantly watched them get on the bus and it drove away.

(End of this chapter)