MTL - Conan’s Corpse Picker-Chapter 1493 1493 [Ice Cream Spike! 】

  Chapter 1493 1493 [Ice cream stabs! 】

Mao Lilan’s expression of happily persuading her to try on clothes was very similar to her sister’s. Hui Yuan Ai couldn’t refuse for a moment, so she bought the clothes—it’s not that she thinks Lolita pretends to be cute, but it’s just that it’s hard to refuse the straightforward kindness .

Dr. Ali would have misunderstood, thinking that Hui Yuan Ai ignored him because he used the wrong adjective, and immediately changed his words: "Haha, I was wrong, Xiao Ai is not suitable for that kind of insidious adult style-little girls still wear It looks best when it’s pink and tender.”

   As soon as the voice fell, a person suddenly stopped beside him.

  The gothic loli happened to pass by here, and when she heard the "insidious adult style", she gave Dr. Ali a hard look.

   "!" Dr. A Li looked embarrassed, "Well, I, I said it casually, I didn't mean to scold you for being ugly..."

  The woman snorted coldly, without saying anything, strode towards the store door, opened it and left.

  The clerk happened to be holding a drink and walked over: "It's been a long time."

  Dr. Li touched the top of his smooth head guiltily, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I made your guests go away—but I really didn't mean to scold her..."

  The clerk was stunned, and smiled: "No, the customer didn't leave, but the friend she was waiting for never came, so she went to the bathroom first—for hygiene, the bathroom in our store is designed outside the store."

  Dr. A Li breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's the case."

  …

  Meals and desserts were served one after another.

   After eating for a while, Conan suddenly remembered something.

  He looked at his watch and asked in surprise, "Why hasn't that sister in a gothic **** come back yet? Does it take so long to go to the toilet?"

Dr. A Li looked at his watch and found that only ten minutes had passed: "It's not too long, I sometimes think about problems while going to the toilet, and I can squat for more than an hour—and her clothes are very troublesome at first glance, maybe It takes five minutes to take off and put on."

  Jiang Xia just inserted a spoonful of cake. Hearing the topic next to him, he was silent for a moment: "Do you guys have to talk about this while eating?"

  Conan looked at him in surprise: "When you gnawed on the meat rolls in front of the corpse, didn't it taste delicious, and you still care about a bathroom?"

   While talking, the door suddenly opened.

   Several people paused and looked over.

  The person who walked in was not a black goth loli who came back from the toilet, but a female office worker wearing glasses.

  The waiter greeted him and arranged a seat: "Is there one?"

  The female white-collar worker shook her head: "There is another friend. I'm a little late, and she's probably already here."

  As she walked, she looked around, but she couldn't find the person she was looking for in the hall.

  So the female white-collar worker looked at the waiter: "Do you have a box here?"

   "No." The clerk asked, "Does your friend have any characteristics?"

  The female white-collar worker thought for a while: "She seems to have said that she just bought a gothic skirt that she likes, and she will wear it here today."

   "Ah, that customer!" The clerk immediately remembered, "What she said, she came just now, but she just went to the bathroom again."

   As she spoke, she led the new female white-collar worker to the table where Gothic Lolita was just now.

  After sitting down, the female white-collar worker picked up the menu inserted on the table, opened it and looked at it.

   After the clerk finished working at the other table, she called the person over: "Have Weihong ordered anything yet?"

  The clerk shook his head: "Not yet, she said to order some when her friend came."

   "I see." The female white-collar worker closed the menu, "Then I'll wait for her to come back and order."

   While talking to the clerk, she was about to put the menu back on the corner of the table, but suddenly knocked over the water glass next to her.

  The cup rolled to the ground, cracking into pieces. The female white-collar worker hastily bent down to pick it up: "Sorry."

  The clerk stopped and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we'll clean up the pieces, don't scratch your hands."

   "..."

  Jiang Xia glanced over there a few times, then looked away.

  Conan is still a little concerned about the gothic loli who didn't come back. But at this time, the desserts they ordered were brought to the table, and while they were eating, he forgot about it.

  …

   Not long after, several people finished their meals.

   "I've finished shopping in the brand stores, but I haven't seen the new self-made clothes on West Street."

  Hui Yuanai looked at Mao Lilan. There are few children's clothes here, but Mao Lilan's size is not difficult to find clothes: "You have been shopping with me in the morning, and I will help you choose in the afternoon."

  Mao Lilan doesn’t think children will choose any clothes, but this kind of serious mutual help is so cute. She laughed: "Thank you very much."

   With the next goal in mind, several people left the coffee shop and planned to return to the clothing street.

   When he pushed the door and went out, Conan turned his head and glanced at the female white-collar worker who was sitting on the seat waiting for her friend, a little concerned.

   But he didn't know what he was caring about, and since the others had already left, Conan had no choice but to follow quickly without thinking about it.

  …

   Hui Yuanai helped Mao Lilan pick out some clothes, walked on the street, suddenly remembered something, looked at Jiang Xia: "Do you want me to help you pick out some clothes?"

Jiang Xia remembered the nonsense excuses she used to ask her to borrow fashion magazines before, and shook her head: "It's okay, I can buy a few casually, anyway, they are for customers, just as souvenirs, as long as they are worth enough, they won't really wear them out .”

  Hui Yuanai shook his head: "How can this work? What's the point of buying clothes if you don't wear them? —By the way, I'll buy some for you too."

  Always wear black, it's too "organized". Jiang Xia should still wear more sunny clothes, and take a look at the organizational aura on her body...

  Mao Lilan is looking at the pendant stall on the side of the road.

   Sensing movement from her companion, she was about to go over.

  But just after taking two steps, his back suddenly felt cold.

   "?!"

  Maoli turned around frantically, and saw a simple-looking foreigner.

  The man was holding an ice cream ball in his hand, and the half-melted ice cream ball hit Mao Lilan's back.

   "Oh!￥#*%&..." The man looked apologetic and explained something quickly.

  No one likes to be covered in sticky desserts, let alone a clean high school girl.

  Mao Lilan grabbed her clothes, trying to wipe off the ice cream. While searching for traces, I had to devote my energy to listening to that foreigner chattering.

   While she was in a hurry, at this moment, from an angle she couldn't see, a hand silently reached out to the bag she had left on the ground.

  The bag thief showed a sinister smile about to succeed.

  —First use sticky things to stain the clothes of foreign tourists. Like this, tourists often leave their bag with both hands in order to wipe off the dirt on the clothes for the first time.

  At the same time, let the person holding the ice cream quickly explain or apologize to attract the tourists' attention, and the accomplices can leisurely steal the unlucky tourist's things.

  (end of this chapter)