Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

The Magic PP is useful, but the key is that Ichinosuke feels that its functions are not limited to this and it should have greater uses.

But at present, such a winter melon with such a strange shape is tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

"Or, let's make some changes."

While playing with the props, a bold idea suddenly popped up in Ichinosuke's mind.

Transform props,

This was something he had never tried before.

Bankei sat on the sofa, and Ichinosuke began to ponder the possibility of success of this plan.

"I already know how to make the props, and I have a huge supply of materials. Logically speaking, it's just a simple modification, so there shouldn't be any big problems."

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"Besides, even if such a useless prop is destroyed, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."

Thinking of this, Ichinosuke could no longer sit still and jumped up from the chair.

After hurriedly saying hello to Haibara Ai, he ran towards the laboratory in a hurry.

"What new ideas does this guy have?"

Staring at the hurriedly receding figure, a trace of helplessness flashed in Huihara Ai's eyes.

The silicone toy that Ichinosuke has been playing with has a special shape, and Suzuki Sonoko's various abnormal behaviors. If she has not yet deduced the general purpose of the props, it would be a waste of her title as a genius scientist.

Taking a sip of the coffee milk in the quilt, a hint of disappointment flashed in Huihara Ai's eyes.

“The props are informal, but their actual effects are somewhat disappointing.”

No matter how Haibara Ai looked at it or how she tried to expand the use of the prop, she unfortunately discovered that this prop had no effect on her at all.

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It can be said that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

This sentence perfectly describes her mood at the moment.

Just when Haibara Ai was worried and anxious, Ichinosuke's head suddenly popped out from the door frame.

"Xiao Ai."

On his delicate and cute face, there appeared a smile that was totally inappropriate for someone his age.

Seeing that smile, Haibara Ai's heart skipped a beat, and then a completely uncontrollable joy suddenly surged into her heart.

Although she was extremely looking forward to it and even eager to try, Haibara Ai still showed her usual calm and proud side.

"What are you doing?"

There seemed to be some helplessness and disgust in his tone.

But the slightly trembling right hand holding the coffee showed that its owner's heart was far from being as calm as he appeared.

Unfortunately, Ichinosuke, whose head was full of bad ideas at the moment, didn't notice this scene at all, and didn't even think about it at all.

His Shiho, his Ai-chan, is the high and mighty, pure and flawless Ai-dono, how could she be so eager to become a test subject?

Without any suspicion, Ichinosuke gave Haibara a flattering smile and stretched out his right paw with ill intentions.

"Xiao Ai, come here and help me get a new prop."

His whole body shuddered, his heart was filled with joy, and Huihara Ai suddenly felt that there was light at the end of the tunnel.

Even so, that arrogant face still showed three parts of helplessness, three parts of hesitation, three parts of disgust, and one part that was unpredictable.

After a moment's hesitation,

"Forget it, let me help you."

After saying that, Haibara Ai finished her coffee in one gulp, then stood up slowly, stood on tiptoe, and slowly walked towards Ichinosuke.

However, the pace seems to be speeding up, and the distance between steps seems to be getting longer and longer.

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Chapter 1084 Model Xiao Ai, Sculpting New Props

Just when Miyano Shiho was about to faint, Suzuki Sonoko, who was confused about the situation, came over with an "innocent" look on her face.

Looking at Miyano Shiho, whose face was flushed in the car, Suzuki Sonoko approached worriedly and asked:

"Ai, are you okay? I see you seem to be sweating a lot. Are you hurt?"

After being awakened from her confusion, she was able to clearly see the hair on Suzuki Sonoko's face. Miyano Shiho then realized that she had missed a big bug.

The car window is not closed.

The opponent only needs to stick his head out to see his feet, and he might even be able to see Ichinosuke behind him.

"What should I do if I'm seen..."

Thinking of that scene, Miyano Shiho wanted to die.

However, she didn't know how to make it for a while.

Just when Suzuki Sonoko had already poked her head over and Miyano Shiho was completely in despair, suddenly from a distance came the cry for help from Mouri Ran.

"Sonoko, are Xiaoyi and Xiaoai okay?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Mao Lilan's anxious figure was running towards them from the Gulliver Tunnel.

Reflexively, Suzuki Sonoko turned to look at Mao Lilan and comforted her:

"Don't worry, they are fine. Xiao Ai..."

Just when she was about to point at the windshield and say that Haibara Ai was fine, Suzuki Sonoko turned around and found that the car was empty and there was no sign of Miyano Shiho.

A fragrant breeze blew across the empty cab.

There were only traces left on the seat, proving that someone had sat down here the previous second.

"Huh, what about people?"

As soon as the delay came, Mao Lilan had already arrived.

"Yuanzi, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and save Xiaoyi and the others."

As she spoke, Mao Lilan seemed to brush away feathers. With one hand, she easily brushed away the doubtful little head, looking at Suzuki Sonoko in the car in confusion, and with the other hand, she grabbed the car door.

"Kacha!"

The thick car door was like a Want Want pancake and was pulled down by the slender hands.

"Uh!"

Mao Lilan awkwardly put down the car door that she had accidentally pulled off, and asked with a smile:

"Yuanzi, where are they?"

As she spoke, Mao Lilan suddenly froze for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed across her violet eyes.

"Yuanzi, do you smell anything?"

As she spoke, Mao Lilan slightly flapped her nostrils, trying to find the source of the odor.

Sniffing and mumbling to himself,

"Could it be that the car is leaking oil?"

Hearing what Mao Lilan said, Suzuki Sonoko also came over nervously and shouted,

"No, no, what smell are you talking about?"

As she spoke, Suzuki Sonoko also gently raised her nose, trying to capture the strange smell that Mouri Ran mentioned.

"Sniff sniff!"

Suzuki Sonoko wrinkled her nose and looked at the car in deep thought. After a while, she was a little confused, but still responded with certainty:

"Don't worry, it's not the smell of gasoline, so don't worry about a fire."

After that, Suzuki Sonoko seemed to be asking and answering her own questions, and said strangely:

"Hmm, what exactly is that smell? And where are they? They disappeared in the blink of an eye."

After circling the car a few times, Mao Lilan rested her chin on her index finger and tilted her head to look inside the car in confusion, with doubts all over her face.

"Strange, there's no one inside, how did the car start just now?"

I thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

So, she turned her doubtful eyes to Suzuki Sonoko who arrived first.

"Hey, Sonoko, did you see Xiaoyi and Xiaoai just now?"

Facing the innocent gaze of Mao Lilan, the scene just now lingered in my mind,

I was about to explain, but when the words came to my lips, I didn't know why I kept it secret.

He avoided her gaze, not daring to look into Mao Lilan's eyes, and laughed in a vague tone.

"I…I didn't see it either."

Mao Lilan is just simple, not simple-minded.

"Really?"

With violet eyes, she looked suspiciously at Suzuki Sonoko, who didn't dare to look her in the eye. Ran Mouri felt that her best friend seemed to be hiding something from her.

"Of course."

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't stop talking, but she pretended to be angry, stiffened her neck and changed the subject.

"Maybe they escaped before."

"is it?"

Looking at Suzuki Sonoko suspiciously, Mao Lilan remembered the irregular shaking of the car before.