Detective Conan: Mobile Bomb

You can search "Detective Conan: Mobile Bomb Search Novel (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Mouri Kogoro sat in the seat that originally belonged to Sakatoichi and said, "Are you talking about something."

Saka Tokyoichi was not angry, but stood aside respectfully, listening to Kogoro Moori's questions, and quickly explained.

"That's the case. Our Japanese TV station and the Embassy Publishing House intend to jointly ask Ms. Akechi Eri to write a novel that needs to be filmed next spring.

The person in charge of the publishing house also took the topic, "This is the story of three women showing their prominence in various industries. For this reason, we have specially invited three young women with successful careers as the blueprint."

The three are Shibasaki Asuka, a fashion model in New York, Anzai Ema, an award-winning painter in Tokyo, and Harumi Fukatsu, the last singer-songwriter.

It is worth mentioning that these three successful ladies are all from the same university.

Xiaolan greeted him happily. Shenjin Chunmi was Xiaolan's favorite singer-songwriter, and Ye ran after him. Among these people, Shenjin Chunmi looked the most gentle.After being surrounded by enthusiastic fans, Xiaolan, her face flushed, her head lowered.

Shibasaki Asuka: "Isn't it just writing a famous song? I really don't understand why it is still sought after."

Anzai Ema: "That's right, there are singers who have gone red and disappeared everywhere."

The two of them were in the same group at first glance, and their words were all yin and yang, obviously jealous.

Ye is not used to these two guys at all, Xiaolan's idol is also something other people can bully?Moreover, he is also a songwriter, so he can be regarded as a half songwriter.These two sluts said that, not because they let themselves in.Speaking loudly is not in line with your child's identity, but BB in a low voice, you always have nothing to do with me.

"One sells faces and the other sells paintings, so I feel so superior."

When the two heard Ye's whispered words, their faces became extremely ugly. No one had ever spoken to them like this.

"Where does the kid come from? There is no tutor at all."

Quarrel night is the best. I think Tokyo is invincible for quarreling, and the people who can quarrel myself are no longer there.

Takes his left foot, takes a short step forward, looking serious.Just about to reply, Xiao Lanti took her back and pulled her collar back.

"Sorry, I'm causing trouble to everyone!"

After the night, the scene was a bit awkward. Fortunately, the owner of this hotel broke the embarrassment and began to take everyone to their respective rooms.

At night, their family was still the same, only booked one room.

Opening the room, Xiao Lan saw the pretty long-sleeved kimono hanging on both sides of the room at first glance.

A set of light yellow as the main tone, like a golden chrysanthemum in the sun, bright and moving.The other set is based on the autumn scenery, with orange and yellow with dark red, like a red maple in the setting sun, standing and beautiful.Two sets, one static and one moving, are placed on both sides of the room, giving people a new visual experience.

Xiaolan: "Boss, you have long-sleeved kimonos in every room in your house. Is there any allusion?"

The proprietress asked Kogoro Moori to sit down and make a cup of tea, "Because every family here enshrines the god of kimono, every family has such a decoration, it is very common here."

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Simply sort out your luggage, because it's still early and you will inevitably go around.After all, it was the first time to come to such a quiet hotel, it was a shame not to look around.

Looking at the snow scene outside, Ye felt a little regretful, and she had brought John here as soon as she knew it.Riding John in the snowy yard or even wildly, should be a good entertainment.

John, who was still at home, suddenly felt cold on the dog's body, and quickly took a bite of dog food to be shocked.I have lost weight recently, and there is no way to keep out the cold without fat.

He lay down on the corridor at night, rolled up his sleeves, bowed his head and grabbed handfuls of snow, ready to pinch a solid snowball.Before he squeezed it, a person walked up to him. Ye raised his head and found that it was the love novelist in the living room just now—Maichi Eri.

Akechi Keri squatted down and looked at Ye pinching the snowball seriously: "How about we have a snowball fight?"

Ye raised his head again and looked at Machie Eri, feeling a little surprised. Few people would play snowball fights with children they just met, or even unknown children.In this case, either it's really a big-hearted familiarity, or it's just asking for something.

It seems that Machie Eri is the latter in Ye's eyes. She wants to have a good relationship with herself so much, she should have something to help her uncle.

"Well, do you want to play a snowball fight, but I'm very good at snowball fights." Meiji Huili's bright eyes were full of desire.

Although the tone of the speech was very cheerful, but Ye heard sadness and despair from it.It is the sadness precipitated by time, despair suppressed by reality, unforgettable, but nowhere to vent.

Ye was a little bit troubled. He pinched the snowball not for snowball fights, but for other purposes.And this man named Machie Keiri was obviously misunderstood, and pinching a snowball reminded her of some beautiful and painful memories.

Ye is not a psychiatrist. He doesn't know how to treat people with trauma, so he thinks about it and decides to refuse.

Akechi Keri: "How about we go to my room to eat cake after finishing the game? I asked the innkeeper to bring me from near the station."

"Okay, no problem!" After speaking, a loose white snowball slammed into Machie Keiri's face.

"Damn it! This is shame, I haven't said that it has started yet." Zhihui Huili hurriedly squatted on the ground, squeezing the snowball very fast, and ran for the night who was not far away to chase.

Xiaolan in the yard saw the two having fun, and soon joined in.Conan has been standing by the side watching them playing snowball fights, childish!

Bang!A snowball accurately hit Conan's left eye socket, the glasses were instantly covered, and nothing was seen.

who is it!Conan just didn't pay attention to who threw it.He took off his glasses in a hurry, planning to find the murderer according to the angle.

Bang!Bang!Two snowballs, one on each side hung on Conan's eye sockets, extremely symmetrical.

"Maori Ye, I'm going to kill you!" Conan doesn't need to confirm anymore. There is no one else except him.

Both hands buckled the snowball from his eyes, rushed down the battlefield, and had an extremely fierce snowball fight with Ye.

Soon after, several people were covered in snow stains and collapsed together.

Akechi Eri: "The last time I had a snowball fight was with my sister." The snow stains on the corners of his eyes turned into water droplets and dripped into the ground together with many other water droplets.

Xiaolan: "Where is your sister now? She must be as beautiful as you."

Akechi Eri smiled and nodded, "Well, she is still studying in the United States, but it's been a long time since I saw her. I miss her especially and especially."