The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 829: Bermode: Why don’t you even let Angel go! …

Thinking of this, Conan looked at the pile of fancy children's snacks in front of him, and then at the spicy edamame, sashimi, fried tofu, etc. in front of Jiang Xia, which seemed to be more suitable for adults.

Conan: "..." It's not incomprehensible. If I were to go out to eat with pretty girls, even if I couldn't drink, I would never pick those cute-looking, childish snacks, and I would definitely take something serious. This is a matter of face.

The side of the dining table is relatively dark, and it is not easy to be noticed when eating, but the side where the food is taken is relatively bright.

Conan thought, Jiang Xia probably didn't want to go to the children's area to pick up meals, so he simply ate his snacks when he came back... In this way, being a child still has this convenience.

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It was already dark, and the lighting level of the rooftop restaurant was comparable to that of a bar.

In the dim light, Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice the fake child's eyes that hesitated to speak.

Under Conan's watchful eyes, he ate the remaining half of the hash browns in one bite, then looked at the stage with his eyes, but skillfully touched Conan's plate with his hands...

I found nothing.

The hash browns have been eaten.

Jiang Xia was taken aback, turned around and glanced at the dinner plate, just in time to meet Conan's gaze.

One second, two seconds...

Jiang Xia withdrew her hand silently, took the napkin and wiped her fingers gracefully, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Besides, Conan sighed, picked up the plate resignedly, walked to the area where children's meals were placed, and decided to take more this time.

Jiang Xia's parents seem to be very busy all the time, and his nanny is a bit strict. Not only will he not be able to make snacks for Jiang Xia when he was young, but he will force him to eat vegetables... As a calm high school student without childhood Well, it's normal for Jiang Xia to experience children's snacks when she wants to find time.

Thinking of this, Conan simply changed to a large plate and started to pack snacks for three people.

——By the way, take some for Xiaolan, in case she wants to eat too but is too embarrassed to take it. After all, if you take a closer look, the people who come to this area to pick up snacks are all children who are about the same height as Conan.

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Bermode seemed to be concentrating on appreciating the performance on stage.

But her attention has always been on the three high school students next to her.

Just now, when Conan was struggling with staring at the dinner plate.

In the direction behind him, Yusuke Nakamura, the drummer of the previous band, went up the stairs to the roof, stood in the shadow of the corner, and looked at their table several times, as if hesitating.

Bermode remembered that this person was the guy who had been stared at several times by Uzo admiringly when the band was singing just now.

And she looked at her watch, and found that nearly twenty minutes had passed since Yusuke Nakamura's band finished singing. Logically, they should have left. But now...

Bermode leaned back in the chair calmly, looking at the suspicious person from the corner of his eye.

Just when Conan was holding the plate and going to pick up the meal. It may be because a seat was vacant, and there was a silent hint of "you can join here".

Nakamura Yusuke, who was still hesitating before, finally seemed to have made up his mind, and walked over with a guitar in his arms.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Jiang Xia?" Nakamura Yusuke looked at Jiang Xia and asked.

Jiang Xia put down the things in his hands and nodded towards him.

Nakamura Yusuke smiled relaxedly: "Sure enough, I thought it was you just now, but the light was too dark, so I didn't dare to recognize it—do you remember me? Last month, we chatted on Nimai TV A few words."

Jiang Xia nodded friendly: "Of course."

Nakamura Yusuke continued to laugh, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment:

"I actually like reading your case-solving reports. I wanted to ask you for an autograph that day, but it was a work place and I didn't think it was appropriate. When I was debating whether to speak, you had already left. So ...that..."

He turned the guitar in his hand, with the easy-to-write back facing Jiang Xia, handed it to him, and asked expectantly: "If it's okay, can I ask you to sign here?"

By the side, Belmode rested his chin and silently looked at this seemingly normal scene: "..." Someone wanted Uzo's autograph?

Even if you don't consider the identity of "Uzo", it's just a detective's signature, so it's unlucky to carry it...Of course, she didn't mean Uzo and coolguy to be unlucky, she just subconsciously wanted to analyze the thoughts of ordinary citizens , Then I felt that these guys who asked the detectives to sign were somewhat brave.

However, if you think about it carefully, Nakamura Yusuke asked Uzo for his autograph, not necessarily because he really admired him. Maybe it's just to achieve a certain purpose...

Thinking of this, Belmode raised his hand and rubbed his chin.

Although just now, in order to provoke Uzo to reveal Kogoro Mori's script, she deliberately said something like "these dramas will feel mediocre after watching too much". But now an "actor" really walked in front of them... Maybe it was because she hadn't actually watched a few scenes live. At this time, Belmode actually felt a little curious.

Curious, suddenly saw the side. Mao Lilan rummaged around for a long time, and finally found a palm-sized notepad and held it in her hand.

Then Mao Lilan looked at the notebook, then at Nakamura Yusuke, hesitant to speak.

——She actually wanted to ask Nakamura Yusuke for an autograph while Jiang Xia was signing Nakamura Yusuke.

But when he came out tonight, Mao Lilan didn't expect to win a lottery ticket for this rooftop restaurant, and didn't know that he would ask for someone's autograph.

So now, she doesn't have an autograph book with her.

And the small palm-sized notebook in her hand, which had recorded a lot of chores, was too casual, and she was too embarrassed to speak.

Nakamura Yusuke was keenly aware of the movement here, glanced at Mao Lilan, and vaguely understood.

He smiled and said, "You know me?"

"Of course! I like your songs very much." Mao Lilan never picks stars, and Nakamura Yusuke is really good at singing.

More importantly, at this time, if you say something like "haha, I just heard about you, I'm not familiar with you"... or something like that ~IndoMTL.com~, it would be too heartbreaking, Mao Lilan can't do it This kind of thing happened. Even if you hold on, you have to be a fan.

Nakamura Yusuke was very happy to meet a fan.

He took Jiang Xia's signed guitar, and he seemed to be in a better mood, so he glanced at the small book in Mao Lilan's hand, and offered to suggest:

"I have a few posters of the band in my bag. If you don't mind, go and get one with me. I'll sign it on it-it's more commemorative."

"Sure."

Maolilan didn't think too much, and followed him happily.

After watching the whole Belmode: "..."

Just now, when Wu Zuo returned the guitar, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the guitar was deflected at an angle.

Bermod raised his eyes and saw the depths of the guitar cavity through the circular sound hole, as if something strange was fixed. 15634/9972496

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