Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 152 Concentration
"Actually, I'm quite curious about how the part from one to three years old is said." Martin complained to Miyano Akemi in a low voice: "Little Ai at that time couldn't understand human speech."

Gods can't understand human words...Conan's dead eyes are caught between the two of them.

"I don't know either." Miyano Akemi said with a smile: "If Martin-kun is curious, you can ask Shiho for a listen."

Under the premise that Miyano Akemi said that she had never heard of it, even Conan's emotional intelligence knew that the tape was not something that anyone other than Haibara Ai should listen to.

Martin looked at Haihara Ai, who was wearing a walkman across from him. Normally, she should have given Martin some warning or warning feedback at this time, but now she had no response. It seemed that she was too focused on listening and didn't know. What are Martin and his sister talking about.

At this time, they were finishing lunch in M's diary.

Although they had just seen the president poisoned and died after eating a burger, the six of them went into a nearby M's to have lunch without any psychological shadow.

Whose credit is it? Does Conan know?

"Shiho, be careful."

Because Haibara Ai's attention was completely on the tape, the action of taking the apple pie to her mouth was directly entrusted to her subconscious, and she even bit off a piece of the apple pie wrapper.Miyano Akemi quickly pulled out the wrapping paper from her mouth, and she didn't pay attention to the fact that she was allergic to 'Martin'.

I always feel that the current Haihara Ai wouldn't react if he drew something on her face as a prank.

Mao Lilan lowered her voice: "Miss Mingmei, it's better to call her 'Xiao Ai' outside."

"That's right." Miyano Akemi nodded and muttered: "Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai... To be honest, I don't like this name very much. It sounds a bit sad."

It would be a lie to say that Martin is not curious about the tape in Haibara Ai's hand. However, if he does not use theft, robbery, eavesdropping and other unscrupulous methods, and wants to get the tape from Xiao Ai in a fair and just way, he probably has to wait until the main plot. It's almost time to end.

As for the method of obtaining it in advance, if you use numerical values ​​to quantify it, you have to raise Haibara Ai's favorability to above 95. For example, if Miyano Akemi wants to listen to the tape, Haibara Ai will definitely not refuse.

Haibara Ai's current favorable impression of Martin is only about 40, and this was after she performed a self-sacrifice drama in the office.

And... as expected by Martin, by tomorrow, the favorability score will probably have an extra negative sign.

After glancing at Dr. Ali, who was indulging in the spicy chicken drumsticks, Martin whispered a few words to Miyano Akemi, but Conan, who was sandwiched between the two, also heard clearly.

……

After returning to Dr. Ali's house, Martin went straight to the bathroom, skillfully removed his makeup, and wiped off the black foundation on his face and neck. After spending the whole morning perming, dyeing, and buying clothes, there was no time for a full-body tan. , naturally it is a little dark face painted with brown foundation.

Mao Lilan was about to go home to see if her father was still alive, but she was pulled back by Miyano Akemi. She hid from Dr. Ali and whispered a few words in her ear.

Seeing that overly intimate gesture, Conan's eyelids jumped fiercely, but in his eyes, under Martin's skin was actually Miyano Akemi's soul.

Forget it... If you continue to get along with this guy Martin, it will be very tiring if you pay too much attention to details.

……

When Haiyuan Ai finished listening to one tape and planned to adjust his state and relax his ears before listening to the next tape, he realized that he had returned to the doctor's house and was sitting on the sofa.

"You finally came to your senses." Conan complained on the sofa opposite.

"I'm back already." Haiyuan Ai didn't pay much attention to her condition. When she was about to get up and go to the basement to make a cup of coffee, she looked around: "Where's sister?"

She realized that she seemed to have a mother and forget about her sister.

Conan also learned bad things. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, put his face with one hand and asked with a wicked smile: "Are you asking about your sister's body or soul?"

"For the body, it's here." Martin, who had just come out of the bathroom, appeared behind the sofa where Haihara Ai was.

"Here comes the soul~" Miyano Akemi appeared behind the sofa where Conan was sitting.

Haibara Ai:……

Martin looked around: "Xiaolan has gone back?"

"Isn't it your idea to keep her?" Conan held his cheek and continued to complain: "She borrowed the doctor's bathroom to take a bath."

After all, the plot was rushed so fast that Mao Lilan had not gone home to take a shower after returning from the gathering of magic lovers, and the doctor also had a change of clothes for Mao Lilan and Conan.

"Let's take a shower..." It was okay not to say it, but Martin also had an urge when talking about this.

"Martin-kun—" Miyano Akemi looked at him with a smile, and that kind smile symbolized that Martin was about to touch her bottom line.

Martin shrugged, giving up on the bold idea.

Haihara Ai ignored the exchange taking place above her head, and her eyes fell on the coffee table in front of her, where there was a small pile of letters: "So, what are these?"

Martin also saw it: "Oh, I've found it, so fast! Sister Mingmei is indeed an expert at hiding things."

Miyano Akemi shook her head: "I'm not an expert, and I didn't find it. Is it Kudo... or should I call him Conan? Conan found it all at once."

Conan crossed his arms and looked at Martin, with a proud smile on his lips: "Dr. Ali has a bad habit of putting letters on top of the TV after reading them. You said you were looking for a letter or a postcard, and I immediately said I thought of the back of the TV cabinet.”

Conan's face had 'Come and worship me' written all over his face.

Martin nodded in admiration: "It is indeed man's best friend. It seems that Corgi also has the potential to become a retrieval dog."

"Asshole, you have to fight Corgi, right?"

"The important task of living a good life with Corgi is left to the great detective."

Martin came around and sat down next to Haihara Ai.

Haiyuan Ai used her butt to exert force and moved ten centimeters away from Martin on the sofa until she was leaning on the armrest of the sofa.

But Martin's purpose was just for the pile of letters on the table.

Conan pushed the pure white postcard at the top to him: "Is this what you're talking about? It's written by an elementary school girl, and it's signed by the Kinoshita you asked about before."

Martin picked it up. The font on the postcard was round and plump, tender and cute.

Turning to the back, I skipped the contents of the letter and took a look at the signature first.

On November 11th, Group A of the fourth year, Mu Zhi... The second half of his name was stained by water halo, and even the '下' was blurred. If he hadn't known this surname in advance, he would have read it as 'Mu Zhi Ben' 'That makes sense.By the way, I also scanned the last sentence of the text: My favorite A Li-kun.

How did the doctor manage to lose such a letter for 40 years?

"Doctor!" Martin shouted, raising his voice: "A treasure has been discovered!"

While shouting, Martin put down the postcard and took a few other old letters on the table to take a look.

Dr. A Li was actually making black tea in the kitchen. At the beginning, he saw young people gathering together and muttering. At this time, he also came out with the brewed black tea: "Treasure?"

He usually hides so-called treasures for the children of the Junior Detective Corps to play games, but he hasn't started hiding them recently.

Miyano Akemi stretched out her hands to take the tray with black tea, and explained softly: "Conan found many letters left behind the TV set many years ago."

"Oh, so that's what it means. What letters are there?" Dr. Ali suddenly sat down next to Martin.

Martin was ready to express his emotions before restraining himself, and deliberately put Kinoshita's postcard at the end, and first talked about the less important things in his hand.

"This is the New Year's card Xiaolan gave you before. Xiaolan will be sad if she finds out."

"Summer greetings from the donut shop, New Year's greetings from the fried chicken shop, spring greetings from the pizza shop... Doctor, how many membership cards have you applied for?"

After all, before Martin and Haihara Ai moved in, Dr. Ali basically relied on takeout and fast food for three meals, and occasionally went out to eat out.

Haibara Ai noticed something unusual: "Is there something wrong with the doctor's diet? Maybe it's time for a physical examination." It seemed that the doctor was suffering from dietary restrictions.

"There are other wedding invitations for the inventor Doctor's son. Doctor, did you throw them away on purpose and pretend not to see them?"

Every time Martin read a letter, he would hand it over to Dr. Ali next to him for a second check.

"There is also a notice of renewal of expired driver's license - the driver's license has expired!" Martin did not expect that there was an unexpected surprise in these old letters: "Doctor, your driver's license has expired!"

"Nani?" The doctor was stunned, and after taking the letter, he patted his head: "That's what happened!" The letter that fell behind the TV was originally read by Dr. Ali, but there were some things that couldn't be resisted. If you see it a second time and change hands, you will forget it.

"It's in time." Miyano Akemi reassured: "This kind of notice is usually sent three months before it expires. The date of the letter is two months ago, and there is still one month left."

Dr. Ali glanced at the date on the envelope and said, "It has expired for one month. This is a letter from four months ago."

Martin's eyelids twitched fiercely.

Conan was also stunned when he heard this, and then subconsciously looked at Miyano Akemi, and he had a bad guess.

The time in Miyano Akemi's perception seemed to be two months shorter than theirs, and two months ago was the time when Miyano Akemi robbed a bank and was silenced by Gin.

Could there be no mysterious force behind the scenes that helped Miyano Akemi fake her death, but the already dead Miyano Akemi was called out by Martin's superpower?

Haibara Ai also noticed the anomaly and was about to have the same guess as Conan.

"Sister Mingmei." Martin spoke first: "Today is February 2th. What day was yesterday?"

At the same time, he kept winking at Miyano Akemi,

Miyano Akemi understood and casually mentioned a date: "September 9th."

"No, yesterday was clearly January 1th." Conan, who was sitting next to Miyano Akemi, said without hesitation: "Miss Akemi, could it be that she was assimilated by Martin's symptom of being unable to recognize time?"

"So that's it. Although the souls have been exchanged, the problematic lesions still exist in the physical brain and interfere with my sister's thinking." Haihara Ai was also induced to come to a conclusion.

Then, she took a sharp look at Martin beside her, but when she saw her sister's makeup washed away, she quickly looked away.

Conan pointed at Martin proudly: "I said there must be something wrong with your brain! So, your sense of time is normal now, right? How does it feel, in the world of a normal person?"

Martin gave him a roll of his eyes. Considering that he was very beautiful today, he probably rewarded Conan: being normal.

Taking advantage of Miyano Akemi's question being fooled, Martin quickly took the highlight of the original plan, Kinoshita's postcard and handed it to Dr. Agasa: "The most important thing is this! A love letter that spans 40 years!"

Mao Lilan, who had just taken a shower, changed into home-style long clothes and trousers, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her neck. The first words she heard smelled like a big melon, and she quickly became excited. ran over: "Nani Nani? Whose love letter is it? Who is it written to!"

Although there was still room on one of the sofas, Miyano Akemi, Martin's body, was sitting on the sofa. Out of the idea of ​​​​avoidance, Mao Lilan did not sit on the sofa, but ran behind the sofa and lay on the backrest. on the top, but it was directly above Conan's head.

There was a towel hanging conveniently around his neck, and the long hair that usually hung on his back passed over his shoulders from both sides, spread in front of him, and then he lay down on the backrest, and all his hair fell down.

It was slightly cool and humid, and the three thousand black hairs suddenly touched Conan's face. It wasn't the itchy feeling of dry hair, but the feeling that something that shouldn't be close to him was approaching, making him a little dangerous.

Martin was reading the content on the postcard passionately, and he specially put on a voice changer to adjust it into a cute childish voice similar to Ayumi.Next to him was Dr. A Li, covering his face in embarrassment.

"Thank you for spending the past three months with you! It's so nice to meet A Li-kun! I don't want to say byebye. Then see you next time! On this day 10 years later, before the sun goes down, I will be here That place in your memories... If you can't meet, then in 10 years, even if you become an old woman, I will still be waiting for you. If you have time, come and see me... To my favorite A Li-kun..."

A hint of scent naughtily penetrated Conan's nose.

Conan took a deep breath.

It's the good smell left by the shampoo, refreshing and elegant.

There seems to be some smell coming from human skin, which is a bit ambiguous and vague.

Dr. A Li has already talked about his love history 40 years ago under the coaxing of several people, but Conan is completely absent-minded.

Wait, whose shampoo is Xiaolan using?Haiyuan Ai's?Doctor's?That guy Martin's?

Conan still remembered that Haihara Ai's shampoo was empty, and the empty bottle hit him on the head.

Smell it.

Feeling a little perverted.

Smell it again.

(End of this chapter)