Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 636: Beware of fire, theft, and besties! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"but……"

Matsumoto Yuriko raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Conan with interest, with a meaningful smile on her lips. She murmured in a low voice, as if speaking casually, but with a certainty: "In addition to the similar appearance, the look in this child's eyes when thinking is exactly the same as that arrogant kid."

"If the age difference wasn't there, I would have almost thought he was that arrogant brat Kudo Shinichi himself!"

Conan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back. The feeling of being seen through ran through his body like an electric current, and he subconsciously raised his head, just in time to meet Matsumoto Yuriko's smiling eyes.

That gaze was like a deep pool, seemingly calm, but as if it could see into people's hearts, making him hold his breath involuntarily, and even his fingertips trembled slightly.

Just when the atmosphere became delicate again, Bai Ye at the side suddenly spoke up, his tone calm but with just the right amount of buffering: "Ms. Matsumoto is really good at observing people."

He stood in front of Conan calmly, separating the two of them like a barrier, and said in a leisurely tone, "But children nowadays mature very early, so it's not surprising that they imitate adults."

As he said that, he naturally reached out and rubbed Conan's hair, controlling the strength with extreme precision, just enough to make the little rascal feel a little pain, but not to the point of having an attack.

Matsumoto Yuriko stood up, her eyes moving back and forth between the panicked Conan and Bai Ye who came to his rescue, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "That's true, it seems I was overthinking it."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, but a strange feeling rose in his heart.

He lowered his head to hide his emotions, but he couldn't help but secretly glance at Bai Ye's back, and his brows unconsciously frowned.

——What on earth was Bai Ye doing? Why was he so kind as to help him out?

Is he planning to ease the relationship with him, or is there some ulterior motive behind this?

——Also, what exactly does Matsumoto Yuriko's last look mean? What did she see? And how much did she see?

Conan's mind was full of thoughts, but he knew that now was not a good time to delve into these issues. He could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart and wait patiently for the next suitable opportunity.

"Please look over here! Let us act as photographers today and record this wonderful moment for the teacher!"

As if she noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was a little strange, Mouri Ran looked at Suzuki Sonoko beside her, then smiled decisively, raised the camera, and pointed it at Matsumoto Yuriko and Conan.

The next moment, accompanied by a crisp and pleasant "click" sound, the shutter clicked quickly, and a memorable group photo was perfectly captured.

"Hey, Xiaolan, if this photo gets out, my image will be ruined."

Yuriko Matsumoto shook her head pretending to be helpless, but the smile that she couldn't hide at the corner of her mouth betrayed her happy mood at the moment.

"Don't worry, teacher, this photo will definitely become a classic!" Mao Lilan smiled particularly brightly, and that smile was like the warm spring sun. She didn't care at all about the other party's pretended protest.

"That's right, teacher, this photo must be put in the wedding album! That way, on your golden wedding anniversary, you can compare and see if the Conan kid has grown ugly~"

Suzuki Sonoko on the side rolled her eyes, raised a sly smile, and teased: "But speaking of which, the wedding is about to take place, teacher, you and the groom have to think carefully in advance about what position to take when you kiss!"

Matsumoto Yuriko's cheeks flushed slightly, she winked playfully, and said confidently: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I will definitely not let you down!
"crunch..."

As they were chatting, a figure suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in. She was holding a bag in her hand, with a warm smile on her face, and her voice was clear and loud: "Sayuri, I bought your favorite lemon tea, it's still warm!"

"That's great, thank you, Ichimi."

Yuriko Matsumoto happily took the lemon tea from the bag, her eyes full of gratitude.

This impetuous figure was none other than her good friend, Kazumi Takenaka.

"Oh, yeah. I remember this fierce teacher always drank lemon tea, even during class."

Seeing this scene, Conan couldn't help but curl his lips, feeling speechless.

I really don’t know what’s so good about lemon tea. A certain fierce woman actually drinks it during class.

Yuriko Matsumoto naturally had no idea about Conan's complaints about her. After taking the lemon tea, she reached out to open the pull ring and prepared to drink it all.

Seeing her actions, Takenaka Kazumi on the side frowned slightly and quickly reached out to stop her.

"No, no, Sayuri, if you drink it straight away like this, your lipstick will get smudged!"

As he spoke, Takenaka Kazumi took out a straw from the bag and handed it to her, "Here, drink with this, so it won't stain your lipstick."

"You are very thoughtful. Thank you." Yuriko Matsumoto took the straw, took a sip, and a satisfied look appeared on her face.

After drinking the lemon tea, she seemed to remember something. She looked down at Takenaka Kazumi, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and her tone was a little apologetic: "Kazumi, I'm sorry, about Junyan..."

"What are you talking about? Don't take it to heart!" Takenaka Kazumi patted her buttocks hard and smiled casually, "Come on, it's already this time, why are you still entangled in these things."

She paused, then lowered her voice and said playfully, "I was thinking of revealing at the wedding that the groom was my ex-boyfriend, to scare everyone!"

"Ichimi...don't really do this." Matsumoto Yuriko looked at her worriedly, with complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Haha, I'm just kidding! Okay, I'll go do something else first. See you at the wedding!"

Takenaka Kazumi laughed and turned to leave the room, but that smile seemed forced, as if hiding something unspeakable. The heavy sound of the door closing echoed in the room. Matsumoto Yuriko stood there in a daze, with the lemon tea in her hand rippling slightly. After a moment, she shook her head helplessly and said softly, "Really, Kazumi is such a person, she still loves to joke around, there's really nothing we can do about her."

Suzuki Sonoko, who was standing by, looked at Takenaka Kazumi's departing back and felt that there was an indescribable loneliness in her figure. Moreover, her steps seemed to be hurried, as if she was deliberately speeding up her pace, as if she was trying to hide some emotion.

Thinking of the conversation between Matsumoto Yuriko and Takenaka Kazumi just now, Suzuki Sonoko frowned slightly, and a bold guess emerged in her mind. She couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that the rumor about Matsumoto teacher stealing my love is true?"

Mao Lilan on the side shook her head thoughtfully and sighed, "Sonoko, you can't make random guesses about this kind of thing. Mr. Matsumoto and Miss Kazumi seem to be such good friends, they shouldn't be in that kind of relationship, right? I guess that kind of rumor is probably just groundless..."

Suzuki Sonoko narrowed her eyes, her tone was a little firm, but more curious, "But, Xiaolan, you should also know that there is no smoke without fire in this kind of situation."

"And if it's just hearsay as you said, then why would Mr. Matsumoto mention Toshihiko's name in such an occasion?" Suzuki Sonoko paused, lowered her voice, and revealed a trace of inquiry in her eyes, "Also, why did she apologize to Miss Kazumi?"

Mao Lilan was slightly startled when she heard this. She actually noticed the abnormality of Takenaka Kazumi just now - that pretended relaxed tone, that deliberately concealed awkward smile, and the hurried footsteps when she left, all made her feel that something was wrong.

In addition, Matsumoto Yuriko's expression just now, that hint of guilt mixed with helplessness and apology, did not seem to be fake.

However, she subconsciously did not want to believe that teacher Yuriko Matsumoto was the kind of despicable person who stole someone else's love.

"Maybe...something really happened between them." Mao Lilan finally sighed, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "However, this is just our guess. Since Mr. Matsumoto didn't mention it, we'd better not guess."

Seeing her attitude, Suzuki Sonoko nodded helplessly, but the curiosity in her eyes did not diminish at all, so she decisively approached Matsumoto Yuriko and asked tentatively: "Teacher, was that your friend just now? It seems that she has a very good relationship with you."

"She is my good friend from college. We were close friends back then."

Matsumoto Yuriko smiled slightly, a hint of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, and explained patiently.

As she was talking, she suddenly saw that there was still a bottle of lemon tea left in the bag, so she smiled and asked, "There's another bottle here, who wants some?"

Suzuki Sonoko quickly raised her hand and said excitedly: "Teacher, then let me drink it. I really like lemon tea!"

"Boom..."

Just as she was about to take the lemon tea, the door suddenly slammed open with a loud noise, and then an extremely burly man rushed in aggressively.

He was as tall as an iron tower, with a striking scar on his face that twisted and turned like a hideous centipede, adding a bit of ferocity to him.

The whole person has a ferocious aura, like an angry beast, with a strong sense of oppression that cannot be ignored. He looks ferocious and evil, which makes people shudder when they see him.

"Xiaolan..."

Seeing the newcomer, Bai Ye, who knew the other party's identity, was about to remind his two girlfriends not to act rashly, but Mao Lilan, who had a strong sense of responsibility and justice, immediately stood in front of Matsumoto Yuriko like a hen protecting her chicks, with a vigilant look in her eyes, and asked in a stern voice: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly break in here? What do you want to do?"

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but blurt out, "Xiaolan, throw this gorilla out quickly, it's too scary!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Ye sighed slightly.

It’s over, it’s too late!
However, it is true that the man in front of him looks a bit fierce and does not look like a good person, but it is too exaggerated to directly call him a gorilla or something!

"That's weird, isn't this Xiaolan?"

As if hearing a familiar voice, a round head cautiously poked out from behind the ferocious-looking man.

Under the iconic brown hat, a simple and honest fat face was full of surprise, and the stubble on the chin trembled as he spoke. It was none other than a certain brother-crazy demon - Inspector Megure, "And Sonoko, Byakuya, Conan, why are you all here too?"

"Inspector Megure? Why are you here?" Mouri Ran widened her eyes in surprise, obviously not expecting to meet this elder under such circumstances.

Megure Jusan touched the back of his head awkwardly, and his hairline seemed to have moved back a little under the black hat. He lowered his voice and explained, "Well, my boss's daughter is getting married, and as a subordinate, I must come and join in the fun and show my support."

If he doesn't come to support in such occasions, not only will he be seen as unsociable, but it will also easily leave a bad impression on his leaders.

After all, the boss may not remember who came to his daughter's wedding, but he will definitely remember who didn't come!

He didn't want such a small matter to be recorded in his notebook and affect his future.

"I see. You must have worked hard." Suzuki Sonoko said with a smile, a hint of teasing in her tone, "But, Officer Megure, your outfit is really the highlight of the wedding."

Hey, I didn’t expect that this fat policeman would still stubbornly wear his iconic hat even when attending someone else’s wedding. This style is really unique and makes people laugh.

Officer Megure smiled awkwardly, and reached out to touch his hat gently. That action was like comforting an old friend, with a bit of attachment and reluctance: "I can't help it. I have worn this outfit for so many years, and I have become accustomed to it. I really can't change it for a while."

As he spoke, he looked around the room thoughtfully, obviously curious about the "lively" atmosphere here.

After all, he usually goes back and forth between various crime scenes, facing either victims or suspects. Such a cheerful and peaceful scene is a different and novel experience for him.

However, his eyes were soon attracted as if by a magnet and fixed on Yuriko Matsumoto who was wearing a wedding dress.

"This..." Officer Megure's gaze lingered on Matsumoto Yuriko for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face, but he soon returned to his professional smile, "Oh, this must be Miss Matsumoto, right? It's true that seeing is believing. This beauty is even better than those glamorous big stars, and even better."

(End of this chapter)