Thinking about the daily life of Gin and his gang, she just felt that it was quite disjointed.

"So Sonoko is using the persona of a 30-year-old adult male to chat with people online?"

"That's right, so when I reveal my identity, it will definitely surprise everyone!"

"Hmm.....In that case, I do have a suggestion."

"what?"

"I'll help you dress up, Sonoko. Maybe your appearance will be even more impressive... How about it? Want to try it?"

Lin Jiashu's words made Yuanzi open her eyes wide in surprise.

After realizing it, she nodded hurriedly--

Not to mention that Sonoko and Xiaolan had discussed that Lin Jiashu's aesthetic taste was very reliable, just the fact that she could get Brother Jiashu to help her dress up was itself of great significance!

"It's okay to go to the party in the afternoon, right? How about trying a new hairstyle first?"

----

"Wow... Sonoko!!"

Xiaolan's exclamation was heard in the beauty salon.

She looked at Suzuki Sonoko, whose hair had just been trimmed and permed, and her expression became one of disbelief and joy.

"How, how is it?"

“Absolutely stunning!!”

"really?"

"Yeah! It's really beautiful and suits you very well."

Yuanzi was almost overwhelmed by her best friend's constant praise. She looked in the mirror and found that she had the same hairstyle as the girl named Xiaoai, and she felt inexplicably a little insecure.

It seems...it's quite good-looking, huh?

As she watched, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but smile wildly.

What? It turns out I’m actually a beauty!

When she was looking proud in front of the mirror, Xiaolan couldn't help but look at Lin Jiashu and said in amazement: "You are so amazing, Brother Jiashu."

Lin Jiashu smiled but said nothing.

In fact, Suzuki Sonoko dressed very carefully today. She just took off the headband that sealed her appearance and changed her bob haircut, and she looked like two completely different people.

Ai Haibara nodded secretly beside her.

Don't be fooled by her cold appearance, but from the way she often flips through various fashion magazines, you can tell that Haibara Ai actually likes dressing up.

At this time, Lin Jiashu took a secret photo while no one was paying attention.

He found a good angle and sent it to Gin.

As soon as he sent it out, Yuanzi finally stopped being so conceited.

After they talked for a few words, seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Jiashu took them to the car and headed to the party place.

And now in a secret safe house--

Gin, a hardworking man who had worked through another night, was lying on the bed and preparing to rest. Not long after he closed his eyes, he instantly caught the slight vibration from his mobile phone.

Gin turned on his phone without saying a word.

Cointreau: "Image.jpg"

!!!

The moment he saw the content of the picture clearly, Gin suddenly sat up.

His dark green eyes were fixed on the photo, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sulli..."

Cointreau only sent a photo, nothing else.

Judging from the angle of the photo, he was obviously taking it secretly.

In other words, after accidentally discovering Sulli, he reminded himself immediately without making anything known?

At this moment, all of Gin's tiredness disappeared. He immediately stood up and walked out of the room. While sending a text message to Lin Jiashu asking for the address, he kicked the door of the next room.

boom!

The heavy sound gave Vodka a sudden shudder.

"What happened, bro!?"

"Let's go, Jundu has found Shirley's trail."

"what?"

After Vodka came to his senses, he immediately tidied himself up.

The two left the safe house and got into a black car.

However, Lin Jiashu had not replied yet, which made Gin frown... He called Lin Jiashu, but the call indicated that the other party's phone was turned off.

Gin narrowed his eyes.

Because he previously suspected that it was the organization codenamed "poison" that took Shirley away, and now that Shirley has appeared and Cointreau is nearby and didn't answer the phone, he couldn't help but wonder if Cointreau was ambushed by someone from that organization.

"Hurry up and check Cointreau's license plate number to see where he is now!"

"it is good!"

Vodka works immediately.

It was nearly twenty minutes later when he finally found the trajectory of Lin Jiashu's vehicle... With a target in mind, Vodka immediately stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

“Buzz~!” “Buzz~!”

At this time, Gin's phone vibrated several times.

Cointreau: "Image.jpg"

Cointreau: "Image.jpg"

Cointreau: "Image.jpg"

Cointreau: "..."

Several photos in a row.

However, in those photos, there was a woman with the same hairstyle as Sulli, with her tongue sticking out and a cheeky smile on her face, and she was admiring herself in front of the mirror.

Cointreau: "My phone just died, I just replaced the battery."

Cointreau: "How is it? Does it look like it?"

In a flash,

Gin's blood pressure soared, and he gripped the phone so hard that he almost crushed it.

Damn Cointreau! Are you sick?

128

Chapter 128: Then answer me with a smile

After sending a few subsequent photos, Gin never responded.

Shouldn't he be asleep?

Lin Jiashu smiled and drove the car to the destination, which was a small villa built on the hillside and covered with snow. Because they had to pass a suspension bridge, the car could only stop in front and a few people got out and walked over.

"It's snowing really hard today."

"Really, it looks like it would be perfect for snowball fights and building snowmen."

"Maybe we can come out and play later."

"Will Ai feel cold?"

“…I don’t think so.”

As the few of them were talking and laughing as they walked towards the Western-style house, Xiaolan couldn't help but feel concerned about Haibara Ai.

The latter's somewhat cold attitude only made her smile gently, while Sonoko was a little grumbling.

"But the villa and the suspension bridge...are truly classic."

"What is Jiashu-nii talking about?"

"He's probably talking about Snowstorm Manor, a common model used in detective literature. Generally speaking, it refers to a group of people gathered in a relatively closed environment, such as a mountain manor isolated by a blizzard, and unable to communicate with the outside world due to special circumstances... Murders that occur under such circumstances are what's known as the Snowstorm Manor model."

Xiao Ai answered calmly.

"Well, if this suspension bridge suddenly breaks and the signal in that mansion is also cut off, it will be a standard Blizzard Villa mode."

Lin Jiashu smiled at this and said, "But you probably aren't interested in this kind of topic, so let's not go into it in depth."

“…It’s actually okay.”

Xiaolan said this out of habit, but it was a bit against her will.

Because whenever she walked with Kudo Shinichi in the past, he would always talk about some reasoning things... Although she was not very interested, Zhao, who had a soft personality, would always listen patiently.

As they talked, they walked to the front of the villa.

Yuanzi went upstairs and rang the doorbell.

Just as she was feeling a little proud and excited, wondering what the netizens' reactions would be when they discovered she was actually a girl, the uncle who opened the door smiled and called out her online name: "Welcome, you are 'The Magician's Apprentice', right?"

"...Yes, but why did you know it was me right away?"

"Because from the way you speak, everyone can immediately tell that you are a girl pretending to be a man."

As the other party spoke, he turned his head to look at the people behind him and asked with a smile if that was the case.

Most of the people attending the party have already arrived, and everyone is standing behind the door, laughing and discussing.

One of the girls even said that she had actually been hiding behind the screen and laughing secretly, which made Yuanzi, who thought she had disguised herself very successfully, blush immediately.

And when she later saw that the man named "Red Herring" online, Takeru Doi, who had exchanged names with her, was actually a fat young man, Sonoko's fantasy was completely shattered... She looked at Hayashi Yoshiki with tiredness, and was glad that she had asked Yoshiki to come along this time.

The latter was also looking at the young man named Doi Takeshu with a smile.

Kuroba Kaito, who was disguised as a fat man, was a little surprised when he saw him unexpectedly. When he came to his senses and thought that Lin Jiashu must not know that it was him at the moment, he smiled in his heart and suddenly had the idea of ​​playing a prank.

"Who are these?"

"I'm Ran Mouri, and I'm here with Sonoko." Ran bowed politely.

"Sorry to bother you, I'm Lin Jiashu who brought them here..."

"Ah! You're the one who's become really famous lately--!"

People who chat online at this time read more information, and with the current publicity efforts of Futaba Publishing House for Lin Jiashu, almost everyone in the villa recognized him.

Although everyone was originally very welcoming to Yuanzi and her friends, this time it became too welcoming... Lin Jiashu took out a pen and signed for several people.

Several people were quickly welcomed into the house and assigned rooms.

Sonoko and Ran were naturally in the same room, while Ai, being young and not familiar with Ran and the others, stayed with Hayashi Yoshiki.

"how do you feel?"

"what?"

"Everything is fine."

Lin Jiashu put down his backpack, walked to the balcony, opened the window and walked out.

Outside the window is the villa's backyard covered with thick white snow, and further away is the forest wrapped in silver in the winter. The view is wide and the sunlight is very gentle.

"This is a rare sight for you in the research institute, right? So everything is fine, don't be so nervous..." Lin Jiashu leaned against the balcony railing and smiled at her, "It's rare to see such a cute and clever face after shrinking. Smile more."

"..."

She was silent.

This was the first time that Haibara Ai was advised to smile more.

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