Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 48: What's the best thing?
The fortune teller An He looked at the crow he was pointing at, then looked at the fat black ball with a short beak and a crown next to it, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he waved his hand and said casually: "It's all the same."

The thief An He got up from the ground at some point and whispered, "Let me confirm again. The Sequence 0 of the Fortune Teller's Path is the Fool, not the Idiot, right?"

Veins popped out on the fortune teller An He's head.

At this moment, the thief An He ran fast and was not caught by him.

"Logically speaking, there shouldn't be much difference between the two, and there's no class gap in terms of IQ." As a neutral party, the audience member An He was relatively objective. "Besides, the throat structure of the starling is more suitable for pronunciation. Maybe it's better than the crow in some way. We can try it first."

"..." The fortune teller An Heyou looked up.

"You better be talking about crows and starlings."

The next day, the thief An He came on the list.

The audience left the Mind Island early in the morning. Based on multiple experiments, it was finally concluded that the starling could indeed be the object of his possession and manipulation.

But he hasn't figured out how to use the starling's body to speak.

An He originally wanted him to practice cooperation with him in advance, but this guy said, "The freedom of flying in the sky is really irresistible," and then rushed out from the balcony, disappearing under the blue sky and white clouds in a short while.

An He could only complain in his heart that it would be better if this guy did not use the flexibility of his bird's body to plant the seeds of his psychological suggestion all over Tokyo.

Although given the nature of the audience, there is probably no other possibility.

Unable to rehearse the Copycat Kidd Plan, An He had to spend a wasted day in the apartment, continuing to play the game save file based on the progress made by the fortune teller last night.

At noon, he ordered delivery from the sushi restaurant on his mobile phone. Miyano Shiho gave him a bank card with sufficient funds, so he didn't have to walk for dozens of minutes to the research institute to find her for a free meal.

Anhe's life in the abandoned house became more and more simple.

I have to say it was somewhat of a coincidence. Not long after dinner, An He encountered another wild shining quasi-god. Judging from its race and characteristics, it was exactly the same one from last night.

With half a day's extra gaming progress, An He's backpack no longer contained only a few sets of advanced balls like yesterday. After successfully challenging a gym, he obtained a precious Park Ball, which gave him a 99% chance of capturing any Pokémon.

However, An He did not choose to use the park ball, but confidently took out the advanced ball.

After losing three high-level balls, An He happily subdued this stubborn rare Pokémon amid the sharp explosions of the fortune teller on the Mind Island.

In order to preserve this ultimate gaming experience, An He decisively chose to stop, saved the game and exited it.

Vanity was greatly satisfied.

After the game time was over, An He read for a while. In order to speed up the digestion of the magic potion as a decryption scholar, after reading the professional books assigned to him by Mr. Miyano, he purchased a lot of books in various fields.

Books are the ladder of human progress and the fuel for the promotion of cryptographers.

Unlike the fortune teller An He, who relies entirely on mysticism, the thief An He enjoys the process of "decryption" very much. In addition to using his extraordinary abilities, he also uses the knowledge he has acquired to gradually master the information brought by the analytical ability.

With this steady and cautious approach, he was sure that he would not make mistakes in the rituals like the fortune teller.

As time passed, An He's knowledge grew steadily, albeit slowly.

Every book is an independent world created by the author for spiritual communication with readers.

After finishing another book, An He closed the pages, broke away from the emotions immersed in the book, and let out a long sigh.

The free spectator starling still showed no intention of coming back. An He paid attention to the spiritual island and saw no spectators, so it seemed that nothing unexpected had happened.

Looking at the time, it was almost time for the two Miyano to get off work. Anhe gently kicked away Xiao Ai who was curiously chewing on his trouser leg and sat up from the sofa.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Ai groaned angrily.

An He then remembered that he hadn't fed it today's snacks, and ran to get freeze-dried food and cat grass for it dejectedly.

The ragdoll cat raised its head in triumph. After taking good care of this little ancestor, An He called Miyano Akemi to confirm the time when Teitan Elementary School was dismissed, and then went downstairs to take a taxi.

The clever An He had already figured out a secret rule.

If he chose to pick up Miyano Shiho first, she would definitely grumble at him for a while with some random reason, and then he would only see her classic cold expression all the way.

But if I pick up Akemi first and then take her with me to pick up Miyano-sensei, maybe I can see a more relaxed Miyano Shiho.

And it is very likely that the intersection of seeing her sister's joy and seeing his indifference is a delicious tangle between brightness and coldness.

For cryptanalysis scholars, Miyano Shiho's book is a must-read.

An He was secretly looking forward to it.

Today is my sister's first day in her new job.

Will she be uncomfortable with it?
Will there be workplace exploitation or bullying by colleagues?

Miyano Shiho was worried.

Some people may think that this worry is unnecessary, or even think that she is too sensitive and a complete sister complex.

Miyano Shiho did not deny that she was indeed a hopeless sister complex.

The fear of almost losing a loved one was not as easy to accept as she appeared.

She just didn't want to worry her sister, so she pretended that everything was over.

Feeling uneasy and hesitant, Miyano Shiho decided to go to Teitan Elementary School before her sister got off work to observe the working environment of her sister.

To this end, she deliberately shortened her lunch break and arranged the two rounds of experiments in the afternoon in advance, leaving room for leaving early.

This decision caused some complaints from the researchers under her, and although they were not expressed obviously in front of her, she was not completely without emotional intelligence and could sense the subtle atmosphere.

But Miyano Shiho doesn't care. What other people think has nothing to do with her.

She doesn't even have enough time to care about her loved ones, so how could she have the time to care about these insignificant characters?

She had long since defined the boundaries of relationships between people, distinguishing between close and distant relatives.

Those who cannot cross the boundary are not even qualified to cause her emotional fluctuations.

The elevator slowly went down to the parking lot. Miyano Shiho turned on her mobile phone and browsed through the daily life shared on her sister's social account, smiling knowingly from time to time.

The elevator door opened, and she walked towards the Blue Shark-colored Harley that she was used to and loved, opened the storage compartment on the body of the car, and took out her helmet.

You'll always bump into another pink helmet while moving.

Miyano Shiho was slightly stunned.

She always kept the spare helmet inside, but at some point it began to be used so often that it quietly swapped places with her silver helmet.

Perhaps out of habit, Miyano Shiho opened Line and looked at the chat box with the bacteria-like man.

What kind of trouble will he get into today?

She thought silently in her heart, some of it was like a complaint, but also some of it was like an unknown expectation - an expectation for unknown changes.

What is clear to the eye is the location sharing which has never been turned off.

The other party’s current location: Beika-cho Teitan Elementary School.

Miyano Shiho looked at the screen, her lake-blue eyes slightly gloomy.

(End of this chapter)