Chapter 182: Best Partner VII

When Shiho Miyano opened his eyes, he found himself in a garden.

The fragrance of the surrounding flowers made Miyano Shiho can't help but bend a Erlang leg. On the table next to the chair is a transparent vase with flowers.

"I want to drink tea." Immersed in the garden and the fragrance of flowers, Miyano Shiho couldn't help but have such an idea.

The British, elegantly holding a teacup in one hand and a tea mat in the other, mocked Americans who drank coffee in a handleless coffee cup with an anti-scald mat (in short, a portable coffee cup from Starbucks). Shiho Miyano has always thought that it is already the bottom of the chain of drink contempt.

Although one is tea and the other is coffee, there is no comparison in itself.

Because the Boston Tea Party has a status in the United States, like the sale of cigarettes in China's Lin Zexu Humen, the entire ethnic group in the region has cultural roots of resistance to the object of the action. And just as China's zero-tolerance approach to drug trafficking stems from a century of humiliation in recent history, the Tea Party has become a slightly pejorative term for the most conservative members of the Conservative Party in the United States. So you can also know why in the United States, where the British are mainly British-Escapine, the British drink tea, and the Americans drink coffee.

Of course, in the eyes of the French, Starbucks is not a coffee shop at all, and Americans drink it like stocking coffee. The so-called stockings coffee is not a noble cultural rhetoric like the suspenders on the British Guardian Medal or the Chinese general Jueying, nor is it a Cuban cigar that rubs tobacco leaves on the thighs of a girl, but it is said to use stockings to filter coffee to drink, describing coffee as low-grade.

For various historical and cultural reasons, although I don't feel high, Miyano Shiho is also a little vanity when drinking tea. For colleagues who drink coffee, there is more or less a feeling that they can understand Gong Linna and can't look down on people who can't understand Gong Linna.

Although the chain of contempt is not yet obvious, it still exists in the hearts of people. Although Miyano Shiho has no self-knowledge, he is already living in Si. Overlooking the landscape at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

Starbucks cups, is there a lower chain of tea set contempt than that? Probably not. As for the oolong tea in plastic bottles sold in the supermarket, sorry, that doesn't count in the tea set. Shiho Miyano couldn't have imagined a lower tea set.

Until he saw his American classmates holding disposable coffee cups wrapped in anti-scald paper mats, and despised Du Kang drinking tea with a large mouthful of enamel bowls. Yes, bowls, or rather enamel lunch boxes. looks like a cow chewing peonies that has never drunk tea. Shiho Miyano remembers that Du Kang used to eat instant noodles in that round enamel lunch box.

Shiho Miyano still remembers the eyes of those classmates. Look at the small eyes of Asians, look at the long braids of Qing Dynasty people, and look at the eyes of the Japanese with contempt from the heart. Shiho Miyano didn't like that kind of look very much. And these eyes are the reason why Shiho Miyano is willing to accept Du Kang's invitation from time to time in a foreign country.

The next day, Du Kang held a small purple clay pot in his hand, and at a distance of twenty centimeters, he delivered a perfect water line into his mouth, and his eyes, which were not too big, deliberately looked at the American classmates drinking coffee.

On the third day, Du Kang held a lid in his left hand and a bowl lid in his right hand, and a bowl on the plate. With his left hand, he gently brushed the surface of the bowl, sucked it gently, and squinted past his American classmates. After sliding the lid, presumably imitating perfumers and cocktail bartenders, a few drops of condensed tea juice are dropped on the forearm near the wrist.

On the fourth day, when the water column of the long-spouted copper kettle, which was more than one meter long and almost two meters long, was poured into his mug, Miyano Shiho found that Du Kang was wearing gloves on his hands.

On the fifth day, when Du Kang drank tea in an enamel lunch box again, no one said anything.

This is why Shiho Miyano found himself thinking of tea first, and Du Kang first came to mind. It's a wine name, but I drink a lot more tea than I drink. And that classic cult.

In life, there are always some behaviors and things that make you think of someone.

On the other side of the corridor of the garden, a man wearing a black suit and a white shirt underneath walked over step by step. In his left hand, he was holding a tray with something on it, and it was impossible to see what it was.

The figure walked over, getting closer and closer, and Shiho Miyano could see more clearly what the person was wearing.

Black satin tuxedo with lapel lapel, white shirt with wing-neck sleeves lined at the chest, white shawl collar three-button short waistcoat and white bow tie, black opera shoes and black suit pants.

Shiho Miyano could easily tell that it was White Tie. White Tie is more formal than Black Tie.

The figure is closer, and even the straight and sharp trouser line on the trousers is clearly visible. The identity of the person who came was also recognized through the face.

"Du Kang."

"What a."

Du Kang, who looks like a doll, stands next to Shiho Miyano, holding a black tea tea mat in his left hand, the teacup rests on the tea mat, staying on Du Kang's waist, and holding the teapot in his right hand, pouring tea juice into the teacup while raising his arms, and finally even raising the teapot above his head.

Shiho Miyano knew that his taste was similar to that of Du Kang, but in fact it was still a little bit worse. However, for the sake of Du Kang being so sassy, and the surrounding environment is so pleasant, Miyano Shiho does not plan to make tea for himself.

"Quan should give him face."

"It's delicious."

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It's a pity that Du Kang can't see Miyano Shiho's surprised and satisfied expression like Rei Ayanami who drank the tofu soup made by Shinji Ikari.

No matter how much he makes up his brain, Du Kang doesn't know the story of a woman's dream.

Men dream of women they know, and I hear that women dream of strange men.

However, no one can be sure who you are meeting in your dream tonight. This is the uncertainty of human beings as individuals. But who will sleep with you tonight, and whether anyone will sleep with you, is certain. This is the certainty of humanity as a social unit.

Du Kang knew that no matter how much the woman next to him talked to him at the moment, no matter how satisfied he was with her appearance, he would still sleep alone.

"Brother Du Kang, it should be here, right?" Conan walked up to Du Kang's side and looked at a building with a neon sign and said this.

"What do you think?" Du Kang said, "You've said this three times. ”

"That's right. Glowing fish, it should be here. ”

"Conan, is it reliable this time?" Yuan Tai looked deflated.

Anyone who hears the same thing three times, but it is all fruitless, will be discouraged.

And Du Kang and Belmodo, who have been misled three times, are not at all like the young detective group who are interested in treasure. It's as if you're just enjoying a Dadaist performance as a spectator.

Mistakes are also an art, although few people stop to appreciate them. Unlike those who are from a professional class, they will not go to the typical wrong path that they have learned, and those who are not from a professional class will take many detours on the road of pursuing art, but they will accumulate some detours in the aesthetics and experience that people from professional backgrounds cannot get in formal colleges.

Deviations from the norm sometimes lead to the insertion of new benchmarks in seemingly unbreakable ground.

And this is also the reason why Du Kang watched Conan's reasoning and did not say his opinion.

"The moon should mean night. A group of Italians came to Japan and did not know kanji, so they could only use the most primitive method to determine the location by relying on graphics. However, what the eye sees during the day is not the same as what the eye sees at night. Especially for outsiders, things that are familiar at night may not be known at all during the day. So, that's what this moon means. Conan analyzed it with a clear eye.

"That's good." Du Kang praised. Just like the praise of Conan's erroneous analysis just now.

Although, in Du Kang's view, the symbol of the moon should be recognized at a glance as a symbol representing time. However, considering that Kudo Shinichi may not have reached the age of "playing with mobile phones poorly, playing with watches when he is rich, and playing with computers only when he is rich", he did not immediately think of the moon phase watch on the watch in the must-have outfit for men in adult society, Du Kang also felt that it was forgivable.

"And all these graphics are signs along the way. Find the right one, and the second one will find it. Therefore, if there is such a similar sign, it is inevitable that it will be misled. After all, they draw this diagram just to remind themselves of their general orientation. Instead of deliberately embarrassing yourself. Conan went upstairs and explained why he was going in the wrong direction.

Conan's explanation is obviously as amazing as an enlightenment for the illogical young detective group. However, Du Kang had already judged the correct path based on the moon phases of the moon hanging in the sky and the position of the moon phases drawn on the treasure map in Conan's hand. It's just that Du Kang doesn't say it.

And Belmodo next to him is also happy to see children playing as adults. It was as if he wanted to go around the street with Du Kang more, and that's all.

"But why would Brother Du Kang know which path is the right one?" Ayumi asked suddenly.

"Conan, do you mean that Brother Du Kang is the one who drew this treasure map?" Mitsuhiko heard Ayumi's analysis and became vigilant.

"Sure enough, you're the extreme." "That's why you know the meaning of the words inside." ”

Children's logic is sometimes so direct.

"Not really." Conan looked at the few people in the Junior Detective Corps showing off the lower limit of their IQ there, and also felt a little embarrassed to be with them, "I said it, it's just for outsiders." ”

"Although Brother Du Kang is also a foreigner, he has lived in Japan for a while." Conan explained, "The first time you go to school, you have to remember what buildings are on the road, and you have to make the first few traffic light turns. But do you still need to do that now? ”

"I see. Because Brother Du Kang happens to be very familiar with these places. That's why I know where the treasure is. Mitsuhiko understood what Conan meant.

"What. That's all. Yuan Tai said, "I thought it was amazing." It turns out that it just happens to be familiar. ”

The detective group followed Conan to the top floor first. I didn't notice that the lady's bag, which had been straddled Du Kang's arm, had been returned to its original owner. And the owner of the item also has an extra silk long-arm glove that is not in the hand.

"This should be it." Conan looked through the window at the neon lights of the fish on the bridge over the river and the reflections, "I should have reacted to why the lines of the fish were drawn so straight, and it turned out to be like this." ”

After Conan finished speaking, he looked back at Du Kang. A look of skepticism.

Conan wondered if Du Kang knew this was the location of the treasure in the first place, or if he was just saying that.

Of course, Du Kang also noticed Conan's gaze, and Du Kang also understood Conan's thoughts. It's just that Du Kang is no longer a twenty-year-old guy who wants to prove himself.

Believe me, don't explain. If you don't believe me, don't explain. Du Kang, who is not working on the front line now and has no scientific and educational obligations, is fully qualified not to explain.

Du Kang also came out of the window, and through the window, he looked at the top of the house in the distance flashing green light three times. The light is not strong, but because of the green color, the penetration is strong, and it can still be recognized.

Like the lights of the first lover's house on the other side of the lake, dazzling and reassuring.

Conan looked for the switch on the lights on the top floor. Although I don't report much faith, after all, if it is a place where people come often, it is unlikely to be used to hide things. However, it is necessary to find out where the so-called treasure is, and it is also convenient to look for the switch of the lamp.

Conan touched a switch, and the moment he touched it, Conan felt that there was no light here. The touch of the dust on the switch is too obvious, and it feels like the dust has been precipitated for a long time without anyone coming. Conan immediately deduced that there should be no lights here through this tactile feedback.

Scold~~~

A burst of light responded to the sound, like a very insensitive lamp in the teacher's room, and after a period of reaction time, the room lit up.

Out of Conan's reasoning.

However, because of the reaction time of the long lamp, Conan also realized that his reasoning just now was too absolute.

Just as a clock that stops moving its hands can still have the correct time twice a day, it's only natural that something like a lamp occasionally returns to light and heat.

Someone can't just press an old lamp here. Even if someone has a calculating mind, the touch of dust on the switch obviously shows that no one has touched this thing for a long time.

And it seems that because of the night, everyone has been accustomed to the dark environment for a long time, and the room is unexpectedly bright after the lights are turned on. It's just that the flickering lamp tells everyone that this lamp has indeed been used for a long time.

"Ke~Conan." Ayumi stammered.

Following Ayumi's voice, Conan turned his gaze.

Several Europeans and Americans in black suits walked in from the entrance of the stairway.

Ayumi, Motota, and Mitsuhiko immediately hid behind Du Kang, sandwiched between Du Kang and Belmodo.

"Excuse me, little detectives." The man in black who came said,

"So, can you please tell us where the thing is?" The visitor lifted his pants and squatted down slightly, looking at the little detectives.

"Don't you see that there are adults here?" Du Kang said.

"I think you'll understand and support us. Isn't it? The man pulled out a pistol from his shirt and said, "It's better to communicate with adults than children in the presence of children." We're just taking what we're doing. You've had fun all afternoon with our stuff. Wouldn't it be nice for each of us to take what we need? "It's like the godfather played by Marlon Brando—I might need you to help me later, but now I'll help you settle your affairs first.

Because of the ban on guns in Japan, people are extremely insensitive to the sound of guns, or they are extremely sensitive. If there is a sudden and obvious gunshot, there may be an enthusiastic person who calls the police. And this is also the reason why people with pistols use the guy in their hands only as a threat prop, rather than a prop that can be used at will.

"Adults should be more rational than children's uncertainty. Isn't it? The pistol was pointed at Du Kang, and the other men who came up lowered their heads, looking for a place where the treasure might be hidden.

"Well, as an adult, of course this is a matter of course. Don't take things that don't belong to you, this is an important education for children. Being able to educate in an immersive way, kids, get it. Du Kang said this, as if he agreed with the other party's point of view.

"Hey." The three children looked at the man in black with a pistol on the other side and replied tremblingly.

"It's important to know the rules when doing things." The man in black also has an educational tone.

"That's right. However, you should follow the rules as well. Du Kang said.

"Of course, as long as we find our stuff. We can go downstairs together. The man in black understood Du Kang's point of view and said so.

"I mean, did you come here and say hello?" Du Kang took out a cigarette case from his bosom and lit one for himself. Then put it on Belmodo's mouth. Then I got another one.

As if as a sign, both Dukang and Belmore's mouths flickered with cigarette butts flickering from time to time.

"Metropolitan Police Department? Of course we did. Otherwise, how do you think our boss got in? The man in black said this, and the two men in black who followed him also laughed together.

Apparently it means that they sold the boss. And it sold for a good price.

"The two of them must be elites too. We don't want to let the big stars get involved with us. The man in black looked at Shiho Miyano's appearance and said so. Apparently also threatening.

"I mean, did you say hello to us?" Du Kang said this, and at this time, small red dots of light flashed on the three black-clothed people.

"The three of them are also interesting people." Du Kang said, "Can you trouble the three of you to go back the way you came?" Du Kang suddenly pulled out a lady's pistol from his arms, which was extremely small, but it was not to be underestimated when held in his hand.

"The three of us didn't greet us, so there must be no need to shout grievances." Du Kang looked like an extreme leader, and gave an ultimatum to the three men in black, "Please put the guy on the floor." Otherwise, I don't know if my colleagues would have misunderstood. ”

The guy in Du Kang's hand, coupled with Du Kang's clothes, does look like a Japanese pole.

"The three of them are adults, more rational, and it must be understandable." If something is similar, he was sent back by Du Kang.

looked at the small pistol in Du Kang's hand, and then looked at the red dot on the face of the companion next to him. The three of them weighed for a moment, slowly placed the pistol on the floor, pointed it at Du Kang, and retreated backwards to the staircase.

The man in black who walked last noticed the red dot on the back of his companion's head. He poked his companion in front of him with his finger, shook his head, and quickly walked down the stairs.

Du Kang walked over and kicked each of the three pistols on the ground behind him with his foot.

The cigarette butt that had been extinguished in a short time was put into the small portable ashtray with Japanese characteristics in the men's kimono with great quality, and a cigarette case was pulled out of his arms, and the seal of the hard box cigarette was pushed open with his thumb, and several cigarettes poured out of the seal.

Du Kang caught one directly with his mouth, held the cigarette case, and the other slightly exported cigarettes fell back into the cigarette case.

"You three, don't touch things that don't belong to you, don't you understand this truth?" Du Kang said as if he knew the unconsciousness of the three members of the detective group.

Du Kang turned his head, and with a look, the three of them hurriedly threw the pistol to the ground.

“John。” Belmodo, who had no sense of presence just now, finally spoke, "Don't scare people. ”

"With a sharp blade in his body, his murderous intent suddenly rises." Du Kang said. As if to explain something, and as if to educate something.

"Don't move." A bunch of policemen rushed up, and all the gunmen pointed their pistols at Du Kang, who was holding a woman's pistol, and said this in Japanese. Then, as if I thought of something or had just used it, I spoke in broken Japanese English, "FREEZE." ”

Then it turned into broken Chinese, "Be honest." ”

Listening to the broken Chinese, Du Kang thought of the triptych of "lie down-be honest-less nonsense", and immediately laughed.

"Du Kang. Don't move. An acquaintance of Du Kang appeared.

Miwako Sato.

"This thing, lighter." Du Kang said indifferently holding his cigarette butt, and a small flame came out.

As he spoke, he rubbed the pistol-like lighter against his clothes and put it in his arms. Cigarette and cigarette case in hand, enjoying tobacco.

"You either can, come and get it." Du Kang said this, looking like the door of my house is always open, waiting for you with open arms.

To put it clearly is to flirt with words.

Beside him, Belmodo put his fingers on Du Kang's waist.

“John。”

"That, acquaintance, acquaintance." Du Kang suddenly looked a little surprised.

"Alright, Conan, Ayumi, Motota, Mitsuhiko. Go downstairs and enjoy the interview. Du Kang said.

"Interview?"

"Go ahead. Don't delay coming home for dinner in the evening. Du Kang walked to the side, and several policemen ran by, picked up the pistol, and put it in the evidence bag.

"Shui Wuxian was called by you?" Miwako Sato walked up to Du Kang and asked. As if to take care of Du Kang and not let the new female companion by Du Kang's side hear it.

"It's also good friends when we break up." Du Kang shook his head and said this, then jumped to the side abruptly, and one hand landed on Du Kang's original position.

"Well, they're reporters and hosts. Cheap others are not as good as cheap acquaintances. Dukang turned his head to Belmodo and said.

"Can you explain the red dot?" Miwako Sato leaned close to Du Kang, looking like she was ready to subdue Du Kang.

"Don't you make PPTs?" Du Kang asked rhetorically, putting the cigarette and cigarette case in one hand, and taking out a laser pointer from his arms with the other hand, "I also have a pupil pen function." Super practical. ”

Du Kang shows off his little gear. The laser pointer function is flashed and shines on the wall next to it.

"I can still jump out of the red arrow." After Du Kang finished speaking, he manipulated the laser pointer with one hand, and the red dot on the wall turned into a red arrow.

"Do you still bring this thing on a blind date?" Miwako Sato looked at Du Kang's strict kimono and asked.

"The next time I have a chance, I'll show you." Du Kang blinked, looking like you are going to go on a blind date sooner or later.

"I'll be exempt." Miwako Sato seemed to hear Du Kang's malice and said so. Then he looked at Belmodo, who looked like Shiho Miyano, who was still a little away from Du Kang, winked at Du Kang, and said, "By the way, don't you go down to accept the visit?" After all, continue the edge or something. ”

"Interviews, forget it. It's embarrassing. Du Kang said this, as if it was because he and Shui Wuxian had a period of ups and downs, and now it would be awkward to meet again.

In other words, Du Kang means that even if he passes, the subject of the interview will not be himself.

After all, the juvenile detective group with the help of adults on the side to solve the case is just a small episode, a trivial piece of lace news. And the juvenile detective group, which has solved a big case by relying on its own efforts, is news with great value. It has the value of criticizing the corrupt bureaucracy of the Metropolitan Police Department. It's the news that the media really needs.

The uncrowned king.

"Then come back with me to make a note." Miwako Sato was dissatisfied with Du Kang's style of not falling the red flag and fluttering the colored flags.

"Tell my lawyer." Du Kang said, "Also, listen to my advice, you'd better not go down now." ”

"Oh." didn't bother with Du Kang's rhetoric of "telling the lawyer", after all, this kind of person has been encountered by the police a lot, "Why don't you go down now?" ”

"Whoever goes out to be a target for the media now, when he returns to the Metropolitan Police Department, will become a target for the upper echelons." Du Kang said.

"You understand." Miwako Sato looked at Du Kang and said so.

"Interpol films." Du Kang said, "Half is solving the case, half is intrigue." ”

"What about falling in love?" Miwako Sato presents a counterexample.

Although it accounts for a small proportion of criminal police films, as a concoction for a bunch of old men to gather together, the material of love is also needed in criminal police films. It's just that the proportion is not high.

"Then it should be classified as a funny detective movie."

"You're pretty handsome in your kimono. Custom-made bar. As if to delay the time to go downstairs and avoid the crowd of reporters, Miwako Sato had an awkward chat with Du Kang.

"Well~~" Du Kang dragged a long voice and said meaningfully:

"It's a tradition to disclose the big feathers on the back of the eyes."