The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand four hundred and ninety [Assassination of Okiya Subaru]

Then the director turned around and ordered: "Shoot the other shots first, put Nanjo's later, and wait for the clothes to arrive--fortunately, it's a modern film, and it didn't get any brand sponsorship, so any clothes can be worn on it. Otherwise, it will be a big trouble if you change it to something else."

In the room, Hayato Nanjo frowned: No matter how you listen to the director's words, it seems to be complaining that he has offended someone.

But the director didn't say it clearly, and his popularity has dropped sharply now, it's really not easy to join the group, and it's not easy to explode.

So in the end, Hayato Nanjo could only vent his anger to other places aggrieved: "Where did that guy Yoshino go! He is always in the way of eyes, and when she needs to run errands to buy costumes, he can't see anyone! "

At the same time, he glanced at Okiya Subaru who was full of resistance, and said critically: "This guy can pick clothes, don't buy me a whole body of stalls."

The corner of Okiya Subaru's eyes twitched: "..." I haven't disliked you yet, you actually...

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside Hayato Nanjo.

Someone heard him ask where the assistant went, and explained gently: "Your wife wants to buy clothes, so I asked Ms. Yoshino to help her choose."

Hayato Nanjo was even more angry: "Two guys who are neither serious nor important, my business is not as important as their chores?!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, only to be surprised to find that the person who explained to him just now was Yoko Kinoshita.

Hayato Nanjo: "..."

Although I look down on this kind of young female artist, it is undeniable that Yoko Kinoshita is much more popular than him now. The later publicity of this show depends a lot on her.

Thinking of this, Hayato Nanjo had no choice but to restrain himself a little. He managed to make his expression calm: "So it's like this. Haha, it's normal for women to love shopping, so let them have fun, who—"

He turned his head to look at Okiya Subaru: "Go and buy me some clothes, the size and samples will be sent to you by Fuhua later, don't buy the wrong one!"

Okiya Subaru: "..."

...Forget it, think about the good, when you buy clothes, you can just stay away from the crew.

Maybe after the purchase is finished, the matter here is over, and he can take the opportunity to avoid cases that are likely to attract Uzo's attention.

Of course, the best case scenario is that there are no Uzos in England at all...

While thinking, Okiya Subaru went out to find the clothing street.

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When we were about to arrive at the place, the laundry list had already been sent.

Okiya Subaru clicked on the list on the screen, flipped through it slowly, and couldn't help muttering while watching: "...The popularity is going downhill, and it's still so extravagant to buy things. This guy won't have What illegal income."

But all of this has nothing to do with low-key beaters.

Okiya Subaru suppressed his heart of gossip, followed the brand to find it, and communicated with Fuhua while choosing.

After a while, I finally settled down and bought it.

Then go to the second house.

Walking on the road, while identifying the clothing stores around him, he couldn't help observing all the people in black clothes around him with a guilty conscience.

While watching, he caught a glimpse of the shadow on the ground from the corner of his eye, and Okiya Subaru was startled.

——Someone, under the cover of the noise on the pedestrian street, quietly came behind him and stabbed him in the back!

"?!!"

A trace of panic appeared in Subaru Okiya's eyes.

At the same time, he suddenly moved sideways. The person behind him didn't expect him to dodge, he stabbed in the air, and was grabbed by Okiya Subaru's wrist.

Using the power of the assailant to charge forward, Okiya Subaru pulled with all his strength. When the man lost his balance and fell forward, he raised his elbow and hit the attacker **** the back, and at the same time raised his knee hard.

There was a muffled sound of "boom".

The assailant instantly lost his mobility due to the severe pain, and fell to the ground with a plop, twisting and curling up like a bug that had been kicked in the abdomen.

Okiya Subaru dodged this deadly stab, and instinctively raised his hand to touch the gun. When he pressed his hand to his ribs, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a gun at all now - guns couldn't pass the security check.

...but that's not important anymore.

——Looking at the ground carefully, Okiya Subaru was stunned.

The thing that the "assailant" grabbed and stabbed at him was not a "deadly dagger engraved with blood grooves and a knife to seal the throat" at all, but...

A soft ice cream.

And it must be pure ice cream, not a dagger disguised with ice cream - because just now, when Subaru Okiya pulled it hard, a few **** of ice cream came off the cone, crackling to his lap.

There are no weapons in the dessert.

And the cone below is just a simple cone, it shatters when it touches the ground, it's crunchy.

"..." It seems that this is just an oolong.

Okiya Subaru breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels wrong to follow up.

He raised his head abruptly, looked at the crowd coming and going, and occasionally exclaimed, with cold sweat running down his back silently—since the other party was not the first to commit the crime, wouldn't it be that he overreacted and acted arrogantly in the street? Hit someone?

Okiya Subaru: "..." Although the person who was beaten was temporarily incapacitated, he could not call the police. But if he had a companion, that companion might immediately call the police over, arrest the assailant into the police station, and then on the way, a bullet that killed his mouth...

I was thinking coldly all over.

At this time, a person suddenly rushed over.

Then, under Okiya Subaru's desperate gaze, he pulled up the person on the ground to hold him steady, turned his head and ran, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Okiya Subaru: "...Huh?"

... what's going on.

Just now, he was wondering if the attacker was bewitched by Uzuo, and wanted to sacrifice himself to trap him into the police station.

But now it seems that this is not the case, this is just a simple oolong.

Okiya Subaru: "..." Scary to death... Speaking of which, why did that person stab him with ice cream? Street bullying?

Although the head is full of question marks, it seems that now is not the time to think about these.

Okiya Subaru took one last look at the group of fleeing people, picked up the shopping bag that was thrown aside just now with lingering fear, and hurried to the other side, fleeing the scene quickly.

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Walking for a while~IndoMTL.com~Okiya Subaru gradually broke away from the lingering aftertaste of "I've been tricked!", and had the time to think about other things.

He lowered his head, glanced at his pants covered in ice cream, and was silent for a while: "..."

As a graduate student who is very particular about life, Okiya Subaru actually likes to be clean: he usually insists on going to the balcony to dry clothes and quilts at the risk of being spotted by Uzo from the balcony. Now the ice cream is so sticky to my pants that it's unbearable.

Okiya Subaru: "..." And thinking about it carefully, wearing such a pair of dirty trousers to walk on the clean street will only increase your sense of existence... In order to avoid entering the possible "Uzo's" Field of view", it is better to replace it as soon as possible.

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