novelhk Chapter 50 Pei Nuo: Was it intentional or accidental?
Chapter 50 Pei Nuo: Was it intentional or accidental?
Misled by Bai Yexiu, the group ended up back where they started—on the bus bound for Tokyo Tower.
Conan, map in hand, began to carefully analyze his thoughts. He felt they were rushing things; they hadn't even gone to the first pattern to investigate clues before jumping to the "ORO" pattern. How could this be? Why did they start off in the wrong direction?
Upon arriving at Tokyo Tower, the group didn't find anything interesting near the tower until Conan fully unleashed his imagination—
"...This triangle must represent the lingerie store!"
These were the words Bai Yexiu heard the moment he looked away from his phone.
He couldn't help but glance at Conan, silently giving him a thumbs up in his mind—as expected of you, you can even associate a triangle with underwear.
……
Outside the lingerie store, Bai Yexiu watched several children rush into the store, then found a place to call Pei Nuo.
After all, he's over ten years old, not one of those kids under ten. If he went in and messed around with those kids, he'd definitely be sent to the police station!
He didn't want anyone he knew to come to the police station to pick him up.
I can't bear the shame.
As expected, Bai Yexiu was right to choose not to go in with the group of children. Because not long after, the children were thrown out.
After searching several clothing stores without success, the children walked dejectedly down the street.
"It doesn't seem like a clothing store..." Ayumi muttered disappointedly.
At this moment, Bai Yexiu looked at his watch and then at his phone, which had not received any new email notifications. He wondered to himself: Could Pei Nuo not have arrived yet?
"Why is Ryuzawa-nii-san constantly looking at his watch?" Conan, with his keen observation skills, noticed this.
From the moment he entered the clothing store to search, he noticed that Long Ze outside the store kept glancing at his watch, as if he was very concerned about the time.
Even after they had searched all the shops, Ryuzawa was still checking his watch. This struck Conan as very strange—he seemed to have something he wanted to do, but he didn't leave.
"I was recording your treasure hunt time," Bai Yexiu said with a smile, patting Conan's head as he skillfully lied to the children. "I wanted to see how long it would take you to find this treasure?"
"So that's how it is!" Conan readily believed it.
After a while, the children, who had been looking dejected, suddenly perked up and said they wanted to go get something to eat.
Bai Yexiu thought to himself, "He really is a child. He suddenly regained his motivation so quickly, unlike me. I'm not even an adult yet, and I'm already numb to many things."
At this moment, Conan suddenly felt a jolt, as if he had thought of something. He hurriedly said, "You guys eat first, I'm going to the library, I'll be right back!" and quickly ran towards the library not far away—he already knew where to find "ORO".
Since the owner of the shop with "ORO" on its sign is Italian, the word should definitely be found in an Italian dictionary.
But it's impossible to go back to that store to ask the manager, because I was only recently kicked out, and if I go back, I'll definitely be kicked out again.
The remaining group had barely sat down at KFC when Conan burst into the store, panting, and came to their side.
"Hey, you're back."
Bai Yexiu's cheeks were bulging, and he greeted people with unclear speech.
Conan glanced at Bai Yexiu and remarked that Long Ze sometimes acted like a child.
After eating and drinking their fill, following Conan's rant and Genta's meddling, the group arrived at the riverbank.
At this moment, Bai Yexiu's phone finally received an email from Pei Nuo.
[I've arrived at the building you mentioned. It's settled then, the sales figures will be split equally, no backing out—Pei Nuo]
In the dimly lit stairwell, the sound of unhurried footsteps echoed through the building.
In the moonlight streaming through the window, a young man who looked to be just over 18 walked slowly by. He wore a simple white shirt and suit pants, and had fair, healthy-looking skin. He carried a canvas backpack that appeared to be empty.
The boy's glasses reflected the silvery moonlight. Beneath the frames were a pair of beautiful, almond-shaped eyes.
He smoothed his medium-length flaxen hair, adjusted his slipped glasses, took out his phone from his pocket, and stared at an email on the screen with his dark brown eyes.
[Okay, then it's up to you now. \(≧▽≦)／——Jun Du]
The young man slowly put his phone back in his pocket, his every movement exuding elegance and refinement, perfectly matching his gentle and scholarly face.
Is this the place?
The boy stopped and looked at the shape of a fish formed by the neon lights outside the window and their reflection in the water.
Within seconds, the boy found the location of the maple leaf coins. The hallway was quiet, and the clattering sound of the coins clinking together was unusually loud when the package containing the maple leaf coins was taken down.
As the clinking of gold coins rang out, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps echoed in the hallway.
The boy turned around abruptly and saw three men rushing up the dimly lit stairwell—
"Hey, I'm talking to you, don't move!" One of the men stopped, panting, and pointed his gun at the boy, his eyes greedily fixed on the heavy-looking bag in the boy's hand.
Two other men followed closely behind, guns in hand, and approached the seemingly well-mannered young man.
"Put the bag down!" One of the men jabbed the boy in the chest with his gun.
Despite the armed threat, the boy showed no sign of panic and did not put the bag down as they asked, which puzzled the three robbers.
Was he scared out of his wits?
"Hey, did you hear me? Give us the bag! You idiot!"
Just as one of the robbers was about to snatch the gold coins from the boy's hand, suddenly, white powder flew up in the narrow stairwell, catching the three robbers off guard.
Sweet?
Several robbers were caught off guard and inhaled a large amount of unknown powder. After feeling a sweet taste in their throats, they collapsed to the ground, feeling weak and powerless.
A cool breeze blew in just the right moment from the wide-open window, scattering all the dust scattered in the hallway.
The boy remained standing there, removing the hand that was covering his mouth and nose, a hint of resentment in his eyes—
Was Cointreau doing it on purpose or by accident?
He put the bag into his backpack, took out his phone, and slowly typed a question mark to Jundu, along with a photo of the three robbers lying on the ground.
Was it intentional or accidental? — Pei Nuo
The boy slung his backpack over his shoulder and recalled that not long ago Jundu had promised him that no one would stop him on this trip, and told him to go ahead and get the bag without worry, as he would be there to keep an eye on things and prevent anyone from getting in.
Looking at the three robbers sleeping soundly on the ground, he now had good reason to suspect that Jundu was here to mess with him.
Keep in mind, his skills weren't even as good as that 70-year-old man in the research lab. If it weren't for that powder, who knows how pathetic he would have appeared before Jundu...
"whispering sound."
The boy, his face full of resentment, ignored the corpses lying on the ground and stepped straight over their bodies.
It was clear that he was in a bad mood.