Chapter 149: Do You Know Su Mo?

There were some bugs in the previous chapter, which were about the Hall of Mourning, and they have been revised. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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In the afternoon, the secluded ward of Rice Flower Hospital.

Judy was still curled up on the bed, her heart rate monitor ticking green next to her, steady, as regular as breathing. This beautiful woman had already woken up once, and although her consciousness was still a little vague, she finally put An Yang at ease.

He was sitting on both sides of the hospital bed with Gray Yuan, looking a little tired, especially Anyang, who was sweating profusely and panting like a heavy rain. The little nurses kept walking by outside the door, and then they walked away almost always with doubts - they didn't understand how the super handsome guy had disappeared silently, and was replaced by a little Shota who was not yet ten years old.

"The situation is a little bad..."Gray Yuan glanced at the door, and when he saw that there was no one outside the house, he raised the pair of slender and fair-skinned ****, and he didn't care about the little chunguang exposed under his skirt, looked at An Yang and sighed: "The second antidote time didn't even last for 24 hours, and if it goes on like this, even if you develop a real antidote, it will be useless to you." ”

An Yang nodded silently, the pain he experienced again not long ago made him have no strength to speak, so he could only keep wiping the sweat on his forehead with a tissue, and his expression was still a little embarrassed.

What Gray Yuan is wearing today is pink...

Aiden also noticed the eyes of a certain pervert, but I don't know if it was because the other party had become a child again, or because of some reason for shame, she just snorted and didn't say anything, on the contrary, there was a rare flying on her face.

Although she still needs to wear a mask to cover her appearance, she can finally go out in beautiful clothes, and she no longer has to endure the gaze of others looking at children like children, and the Prada bag that Anyang bought before can finally be carried on her shoulder, which feels so wonderful~

But. It really hurts somewhere...

Thinking like this, she glared at An Yang for no reason, making him inexplicable.

Probably because of his heart, An Yang looked at the girl's embarrassed eyes, and suddenly asked: "That... What happened to me after I was unconscious last night? ”

The mourning hall turned cold. His eyes seemed to be frozen for 10,000 years, and he said word by word: "Did you collude with that guy Angel?" ”

"Huh?" An Yang blinked innocently.

If it weren't for Judy in the middle of the coma, Gray Yuan would have been eager to raise his long legs and give this guy a kick, it would be cheap and good! Thinking of the madness of last night, and the ferocious force that hit her heart again and again, the face of the mourning hall couldn't help but turn red again, and it was unbelievably beautiful.

"It seems that the dream is real..."

Although the girl did not speak, her expression of wanting to speak was already exhausted. An Yang rubbed his head, but Xiao Zhengtai's appearance showed an extremely obscene expression. But then came the question that bothered him even more, because there was more to that dream than just the mourning hall...

Neither of them spoke again, the boy was hesitating to ask a more shameless question, and the girl kept glancing at the boy without moving, and then lowered her eyes - staring at a little Shota like this, I felt like I was in a bian state...

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room continued to permeate, and just when An Yang was about to muster up the courage to speak, a phone rang at the right time. The Hall of Mourning glanced at the caller ID. Then he threw the phone into An Yang's arms.

"The white-haired witch? What the hell is this? An Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and pressed the answer button, but his voice was inexplicably a little expectant: "Moxi Moxi? ”

"Huh?" The girl on the other end of the line looked surprised. However, he quickly sorted out his emotions and said, "I just want to talk to you about something, do you have time?" ”

Have something to talk about? It can't be last night...

An Yang couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the waist-length silver hair and the smooth and boneless white skin in his dream.

"You, you say it"

The other end of the line hesitated, as if struggling with something. Then he hesitated and asked, "Do you know Su Mo?" ”

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"Do you know Su Mo?"

At the same time, on the elevated highway dozens of kilometers away from Mihua Hospital, the beautiful police flower lady also asked the same question, but it was greeted by Conan's blank eyes.

"I really don't know..."Miwako Sato shook her head, her attention returning to the steering wheel.

She was driving a police car. But it was not her colleagues sitting in the car, but a group of imps chattering all the way, nicknamed the Junior Detective Group. In addition, there is also a foreign uncle over fifty years old, who is sitting in the co-pilot in a panic, with a capital puzzled face.

Sato glanced at him lightly, this foreign old man who claimed to be James always gave her a feeling of danger, especially the calloused hands, no matter how he looked like he often played with shotguns.

"Su Mo... This name is very similar to the name of the Chinese, is it a friend of Sato's sister? Ayumi Lori suddenly leaned her head out of the back seat and asked cutely.

"No, just ask~" Sato raised his eyebrows, but there was no reason for a burst of irritability in his heart.

The name "Su Mo" was something she overheard Angel say last night, when the girl, who was already obviously drunk, was holding the bottle and blowing it, while laughing wildly, "I am Su Mo, who am I afraid of".

And then... And then she doesn't remember quite a bit ...

In my impression, it seems that I have a dream, the prince charming who I have been fantasizing about since childhood has become a little white face, and the white horse under him seems to have turned into a human form and become the appearance of another girl, it is Angel, who is panting coquettishly. The sound of waves crashing came from far and near, and then she saw the little white face grow in size, and the white horse finally became herself...

By the time she woke up again, the sky had turned white, and the small flowers on the curtains and the plush toys you could see everywhere in the room made her feel warm. However, she soon realized that she was too young, and the girls lying around her, her undressed body, and the stinging red on the sheets were all accusing them of the crimes of the previous night.

Miwako Sato put on her clothes in such a daze, until she forgot Anyang's advice and stood at the door of the police station, that she suddenly realized: The old lady has been guarding herself like jade for so many years, and she was actually pushed by a little white face?

"Bastard!"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I couldn't help but pat the steering wheel, and the sharp and piercing siren scared the bears and children in the car.

"That's... Miss police officer, I don't think I'd better go to the police station to make a record, but the group of kidnappers didn't cause me any harm..."The foreign old man in the co-pilot said weakly, inadvertently pulled the wound on his forehead, and immediately bared his teeth and shouted in pain.

Conan was sitting on Yuantai's lap at this time, and after hearing the other party's words, his brows furrowed, and after glancing at Sato in the reversing mirror, he said, "No, Mr. James, according to the regulations, you must go back to the police station to record a statement." And while those guys got the wrong target, you're in a dangerous situation right now. ”

As he spoke, he looked at James curiously: "But you are really similar to that circus director~"

"Haha, that's because I'm a foreigner!" James turned back to Conan and the others and smiled: "Although Yuan is too fat and Mitsuhiko is a little thinner, in my eyes, each of you looks very close~"

"But you are very powerful, you can remember our names in such a short time, and..." Conan looked at James with a smile and said, "And you seem to understand Chinese?" When Sister Sato said the name 'Su Mo' just now, you didn't seem surprised at all. ”

James's smile stopped, and after a while, he seemed very embarrassed and said: "I understand a little, there was once a junior who liked Chinese culture very much, and I was forced to edify some ~"

Conan nodded, and quietly exchanged a look with Sato before shrinking his body. However, Yuanta and the others came over again, probably never had such close contact with foreigners, Ayumi asked curiously, "Do you have any relatives here?" Why not come with a tour group? ”

"What a clever little girl!" James glanced at her exaggeratedly, and smiled at the little Lori, "I do have a junior who likes and likes very much here, but he has always refused to contact me..."

"Did you do something to be sorry for him?"

James shook his head, looked at the passing scenery outside the window and sighed: "The child has grown up and wants to be separated from the arms of his parents." ”

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko and the others glanced at each other, and they all felt that this old man seemed to be quite pitiful, but they didn't know how to comfort him. After a while, Mitsuhiko stubbornly said, "Since you like Japan so much, why don't we tell you some Japanese legends?" There are a lot of promises that you haven't seen in books. ”

"Really? Then I'm so honored! James's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You don't know, I like to listen to stories the most, and there was once a junior who told me stories every day, and that was my happiest time~"

"Hehe, you have so many juniors..."Yuan Tai twitched the corner of her mouth, and couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "What happened later?" He's left you too? ”

"It's 'her'...", James corrected Yuantai's pronunciation, and then looked into the distance sky, where a dark cloud was drifting in, staining the blue overhead a discordant color.

"She didn't leave me... But ah, she's about to become the heroine of those stories~"

…… (To be continued.) )