r18novel Chapter 510 The Cold Dish of Worrying About Nothing
Chapter 510 The Cold Dish of Worrying About Nothing
Yin Jiu felt that he absolutely did not compromise because of emotional reasons.
Anyway, by the time the two sat down, Yin Jiu's fishing rod had already been lowered into the seawater again.
"Wow! There are so many fish here!"
As Yin Jiu unleashed his vampire powers, more and more fish gathered around. Ayumi gasped in surprise, "Huh? But it seems like all these fish are heading towards Yin Jiu?"
Looking down through the water, a dense school of fish ignored everyone else's bait, bobbing and swarming in front of Yin Jiu's hook, vying for position and nibbling at each other.
"So, you can make bait that fish like by using baijiu and cream?" Mitsuhiko's pupils dilated in shock, and he couldn't help but pull out his notebook and scribbled notes.
Conan and Haibara stood by the buckets, their mouths twitching, their hands never stopping as they helped Yin Jiu sort the fish she had caught into two buckets: one for big fish and one for small fish.
"This is outrageous, it's almost full."
Conan, ignoring the sweat on his brow, put another fish into the bucket.
"This is still a juvenile fish, it should be in this bucket." Ai Haibara spotted a small crucian carp in the corner of the large fish bucket, which was being forced into the corner by the large fish in a panic.
"How pitiful." Ai Haibara reached into the water, scooped up the baby fish, and put them into another bucket. "Stay here, and I'll throw you all back into the sea in a little while."
"I'm done! I give up!" Bai Gen finally broke down and put down his fishing rod after seeing Yin Jiu catch a fish for the nth time.
"What kind of bait did you use?" It couldn't possibly be some weird concoction like cream and liquor, could it?
Bai Gen was completely baffled. She considered herself knowledgeable about fish, about the taste of fish, and even more so about the taste of fish eating... But this boy's fishing luck was simply too outrageous.
She couldn't accept it.
"The raw material is indeed just ordinary cream cake. Do you want some? I can give you some." Yin Jiu generously showed off the bait, and even grabbed a handful in a plastic bag and handed it to Bai Gen, who was 'morally broken', and raked in a lot of emotional points.
Just as Yin Jiu was satisfied and preparing to sort through the fish catch with Amuro Tooru, she overheard a conversation between two shrunken adult figures below.
"Next time, you should put your hands in the bucket to cool them down before catching fish." Conan wiped his hands and handed a new towel to Ai Haibara. "Human body temperature is too high for fish. If they are held directly by the towel, it will feel like they are being burned."
"Hot?" Ai Haibara took the towel, looked at her hands, her lips moved a few times, but she couldn't help but say, "You really love to nitpick!"
I mean, it's better to do it this way!
"What are you two discussing?" Yin Jiu's voice rang out behind them.
"Brother Yin Jiu!" Ai Haibara immediately adjusted her expression and looked up.
"Hmm?" Yin Jiu subconsciously prepared to take the towel and continue wiping Ai Haibara's hands, but this time she was directly avoided.
"No, no need, I can do it myself." Ai Haibara quickened her pace, feeling the warmth of her palms, and lowered her eyelashes.
Her hands were much warmer than Yin Jiu's.
So, was Brother Yin Jiu actually enduring being touched?
Tolerating the burning sensation?
Where is my refrigerator?
Before Ai Haibara could even process her sadness and inner turmoil, Shirane's loud voice shattered the temporary tranquility.
"Ida, Ejiri... could you... lend me a cooler? This place is overflowing!"
The somber atmosphere was completely shattered, and the three huddled together, rubbing their hands, looked up.
Then they saw that Amuro Tooru had already emptied the bucket of baby fish and volunteered to go to Shirane.
“I think I just saw your two companions go fishing over there.” Amuro Tooru pointed to the man sitting on the outermost edge of the bank. “Is that Ejiri over there? I’ll go call him.”
"No need for that trouble, here is the refrigerator you requested."
A man named Ida jogged along carrying a refrigerated box, saying, "Use mine first. I knew it was about this when I heard Shirane calling for help."
"Thank you." Yin Jiu took the box and glanced at Jing Tian. The man's emotions had subsided considerably by now.
Is that all?
Yin Jiu's gaze swept over Bai Gen, then over Jiang Ji, and she blinked her eyes in confusion and helplessness.
Amuro Tooru immediately noticed the probing look in Yin Jiu's eyes, and then followed the child's gaze.
'From the moment they boarded the ship, these three had been intentionally or unintentionally getting closer to Professor Agasa's group.'
Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes and lowered his gaze: Shirane and Ida, who were standing in the middle of the crowd, could not make any small moves, only Ejiri was sitting on the shore bricks.
Could it be that they are secretly sending signals to the FBI?
Amuro Tooru, keeping a watchful eye on things, lowered his arm and bent down under the pretense of helping Yin Jiu sort through the fish, glancing upwards out of the corner of his eye: but judging from Ejiri's back, the other party had been sitting in the same spot fishing without moving at all.
Amuro held his breath, locked onto the fishing rod, and silently counted. One breath, two breaths later, the fishing line stopped, and even the slightest sway caused by his breathing ceased.
—The fishing rod is placed on a stand.
Amuro Tooru made his judgment and continued to look up at Ejiri's shoulder to see if she was typing.
"What are you looking at, Tooru?" Amuro Tooru's absent-mindedness quickly attracted Yin Jiu's attention. Even the shrunken Sherry was quickly helping to release the fish. It was really inappropriate for Bourbon, as an adult, to be lazing around on the side.
"It's nothing." Amuro Tooru looked away.
Yin Jiu glanced up and then, feigning surprise as if she had just made a discovery, "Tou-ge, look at Jiang Jiri, did he catch a fish?"
The Ejiri fish, perched on the other side of the bank, was bobbing up and down happily, causing the fishing rod to tremble.
"Looks like a big fish." Ai Haibara looked up, numbly raising her net. "Should we go help?"
"I don't think so..." Conan frowned. The fishing rod didn't bend, it just swayed slightly.
Logically speaking, as an adult male, Ejiri should have already pulled the fish up, so this situation seems a bit off.
Conan's 'sixth sense' soon became a reality.
As the fishing rod swayed more violently, Ejiri remained completely unmoved, seemingly oblivious. Finally, with a 'smack,' the fishing rod and its stand slumped into the water, unable to withstand the weight.
"Hey! Jiangjiri! What's wrong?"
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, a beat too slow to react.
Only Ida seemed very anxious and ran to Ejiri immediately.
"It seems the culprit has been identified." Yin Jiu shook her head, opened her umbrella, and looked down at Haibara Ai, who, like her, had been left behind a beat too late. "Let's go take a look together."
Yin Jiu raised his hand to lead the person over, and Haibara Ai instinctively shrank her fingers to dodge, but the next second, her palm was covered by a large hand that was slightly cool.
“The path on the paved side is slippery, so it’s better for children to walk with adults.” Yin Jiu didn’t give Ai Haibara a chance to refuse.
The young researcher seems to have lost some of his intelligence due to his shrunken body; the idea that vampires can be burned by human body heat is just a ridiculous joke.
The most primitive vampire habit is to drink the blood of living people directly. Rather than being burned by the body temperature of normal humans, it is more accurate to say that the taste is just right.
Thinking of this, Yin Jiu couldn't help but lick her lips and look down at the little girl who had already cooled down.
Shirley was a recipient of the GA series of drugs. If she had paid attention over this long period of time, she should have noticed that her body temperature was lower than normal.
Hot dishes have been turned into cold dishes, and people are worried about burning their mouths while eating cold dishes. What's the difference between this and being a worrier?