Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

After a long time of trying to figure it out, she could only believe Suzuki Sonoko's lies for the time being.

"Well, let's find them quickly. It would be bad if they get hurt."

Eager to find someone, Mouri Ran stopped pestering them and turned around to look around for Ichinosuke and Haibara Ai.

"call!"

behind,

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she found out that her "honest" best friend was fooled by her.

She didn't know whether she was bewitched by a ghost, or blinded by a ghost, or whether she had her own ulterior motives. She chose to help "Haibara Ai" cover up the truth.

Seeing that Ran Mouri had turned her back, Suzuki Sonoko patted her trembling chest, suppressed her inner panic, and then she had the mind to check the situation in the car.

"Ain must have escaped, but what about Xiaoyi? I haven't seen him yet."

Thinking back on everything she had seen before, Suzuki Sonoko found that she had only seen Haibara Ai from beginning to end and never saw Ichinosuke.

"Isn't Xiaoyi in the car?"

"Or did he really escape early?"

Muttering, Suzuki Sonoko leaned half of her body out and looked inside the car.

Upon looking, there was indeed no one there.

But Suzuki Sonoko did not give up and continued to carefully observe every inch of the car.

Upon taking a look, she quickly discovered something unusual inside the car.

Although there was no one in the cab, there were many marks left on the seat cushion.

"Hey, what is this?"

Looking at the strange pattern on the car seat, the great detective Suzuki Sonoko pinched her chin and fell into reasoning mode.

"This bigger dent must have been caused by Ai sitting on it, but what's with the deeper dent in the middle one that's several sizes smaller?"

"Could it be that……"

A light bulb suddenly lit up her mind, and Suzuki Sonoko felt as if she was possessed by Sherlock Holmes at this moment. She figured everything out in just a short moment.

"Could it be that Xiaoyi was sat on by Xiaoai, which left such marks?"

As she spoke, Suzuki Sonoko stretched out her arms and legs and gestured to the marks left on the cushion.

After a while, Suzuki Sonoko straightened up contentedly, muttering to herself:

"Sure enough, the outer circle is about the same thickness as my leg. I can't be wrong. This is the mark left by Ai."

"The one in the middle is only as thick as an arm. Judging from its size, if nothing unexpected happens, it should have been left by Xiaoyi. The mark is so deep that it could only have been caused by the weight of two people."

After some gestures, Suzuki Sonoko complacently deduced the whole truth.

"That's what I said. With so many traces, how could they escape the eyes of Detective Suzuki?"

Just as she was about to brag excitedly, Suzuki Sonoko's smiling face suddenly froze.

Imagining the scene in her mind, she felt as if she had discovered a huge secret.

After a while, he turned his neck stiffly with a mechanical creaking sound. His eyes widened as he looked at the marks on the cushion in disbelief.

"They won't..."

In an instant, countless 18+ images appeared in Suzuki Sonoko's mind.

"No way?"

The corners of my mouth couldn't help twitching.

I felt so embarrassed that a strange feeling slowly came over me.

"Gudu!"

Swallowing in disbelief, Suzuki Sonoko leaned over and began to carefully examine the details on the seat, trying to find more evidence.

Bending over and staring at the marks on the seat, Suzuki Sonoko began to fill in the truth of the incident and the cause of the accident in her mind.

"Could this be the way a car accident happens?"

Weird traces, panicked "Xiao Ai."

In an instant, Suzuki Sonoko had guessed the situation at that time to be almost accurate.

However, the more Suzuki Sonoko thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Comparing Miyano Shiho's tall figure of about 1.7 meters in height with Ichinosuke's "small" stature, Suzuki Sonoko secretly smacked her lips.

"This ratio is quite different."

As Suzuki Sonoko ran her index finger over the dent on the seat, she became more and more suspicious.

"Xiaoyi, is it possible?"

"No matter how weird it is, he is just a five-year-old kid. Is it really possible for him to do this?"

Thinking about this, Suzuki Sonoko began to recall the scenes when they took a hot spring bath together.

However, no matter how hard she tried to recall, she still couldn't remember the scene.

At first, she just thought Ichinosuke was a little brat, and she was not a nympho, so how could she deliberately observe him?

"Damn it, if only I had been more serious at the beginning."

At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko regretted it. It would be great if she had hyperthymesia. Then, she would be able to remember everything clearly.

After a while, Suzuki Sonoko reluctantly withdrew her thoughts.

"Forget it. At worst, I'll just observe carefully later."

Fortunately, she was not the kind of person who liked to dwell on trivial matters. She threw that trace of regret out of her mind and began to check the "remains" in the car again.

However, despite saying this, Suzuki Sonoko's heart is still full of regrets.

"Next time, be sure to observe carefully."

During adolescence, not only boys are curious, but girls are too.

While making up her mind, Suzuki Sonoko did not forget what was happening at the moment.

Filled with curiosity, Suzuki Sonoko felt that her current IQ had increased by at least 50%.

Soon, she discovered another abnormality.

"Hey, what's this? Did you accidentally spill the water?"

In the middle of the furry cushion, a few crystal clear water droplets rolled down in twos and threes.

It looks like the water was spilled.

The clear dewdrops, under the shining of the artificial sun, emit vivid light, like bright pearls transformed from mermaid's tears.

The fluff on the surface of the cushion is an excellent hydrophobic material. While isolating the fabric from absorbing water, it also gently holds up the dewdrops, making them more round and transparent.

"so beautiful."

Muttering to herself, Suzuki Sonoko reached out her hand nonchalantly and pinched the largest dewdrop.

"Snapped!"

However, at the moment of contact, the dreamy, crystal-clear dewdrop suddenly burst like a shattered bubble.

It turned into a pool of water and stuck to her fingertips.

"Uh!"

Her little face froze, and Suzuki Sonoko stopped pinching the second dewdrop.

It would be bad if it got damaged again and the cushion got wet.

"Garden, garden."

Just as Suzuki Sonoko was racking her brains to figure out what that thing was, she suddenly heard the call of Mouri Ran.

The gentle voice, like a clear spring, temporarily suppressed her inner anxiety.

Shaking her head at her best friend, the familiar smile appeared on Suzuki Sonoko's face again.

"Lan, I'm fine."

Suzuki Sonoko gave Mao Li Ran a comforting smile and calmly hid her right hand.

The water stains on her fingertips were dried by her body temperature, but that stunning glimpse always lingered in her mind and could not be driven away.

The doubts deep in my heart are growing heavier.

At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko's unprecedented desire for knowledge made her want to find out the truth of the matter immediately.

She swore that she didn't take her final exams so seriously.

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It cannot be changed. Please refer to "The Chapter Where Food Wars: Food Hunter Was Put on the Shelves" for details.

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Chapter 1085: Suzuki Tomoko's Plan

Not to mention that Ichinosuke's research made Haibara Ai ecstatic,

the other side,

After having a meal at Nohara's house and receiving a generous compensation, the carefree Suzuki Sonoko had long forgotten about the troubles caused by Ichinosuke.

Having obtained what she had always dreamed of, she now just wanted to try it out as soon as possible.

Holding a few bottles of blue mineral water, she acted as if they were the most precious treasures in the world and was as careful as possible.

Along the way, I didn't even dare to let the driver drive too fast.

If she accidentally spilled it, she wouldn't even be able to find a place to cry.

This was a good thing she got in exchange for her sacrificial appearance.

Finally, we returned to Suzuki's house without any setbacks.