Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die - Chapter 204

December 23, 2012 was still a sunny day, with a little cloudiness.

I am very excited today, even when I am writing this diary now, I am still very excited, not that I found a way out of the forest, but that when I woke up in the morning, I found a dead fart in the doorway of my simple shack. Rabbit, what did you think of? That’s right, that was a human being who followed me yesterday, maybe a wise other creature of course.

The reason why I am so sure is because the wound of this rabbit was shot into the head by an arrow, and the arrow is still on the rabbit, so at least it should be a humanoid creature, and it should be very kind. Yes, it should be the one that followed me for a day yesterday, please allow me to refer to it if I don’t know what it is.

Well, I think I walked smoothly in the primitive jungle for so long yesterday without encountering any danger. Mostly it was helping me. As for it not coming out to see me, maybe it was out of caution. After all, this is not a novel, even in our world. , we all have to keep our distance when we meet strangers, I can understand it completely, but the other thing that hurts me is that most of my roasted rabbit meat is missing.

Of course, this is not a problem. The question I am most concerned about now is how to get out of this virgin forest, but I don’t know how to communicate with it. I hope it can take me out of this **** and beautiful forest. Of course, I won’t pin my expectations on this mysterious person who still doesn’t know how to get in touch, so today I’m still heading north along the direction of the creek.

Then I found a problem, my **** copy phone is still full of power, you must want to say that I am making a fuss, copycat phones are notorious for their power, but if you know I’m fine these days If I was listening to songs all the time, you wouldn’t say that. As for why I am still interested in listening to songs when I am alone in the **** virgin jungle.

Think about it, I am alone, alone, alone, in the wind and the sun, sleeping in the wind, sleeping in the wind and rain, coming and going in the wind and rain, all around is silent like a ghost, and occasionally there is a movement that I don’t know where it came from. At that time, you will understand how I feel. Anything that becomes king and hegemony after transmigration, what beauty is like a cloud, and so on is shit, all I can feel is boundless loneliness, well, forgive my literary youth, I am only a little bit. Let’s vent.

Let’s continue to talk about that magical cottage phone, so I boldly made an assumption, that is, this phone has mutated due to time travel, and its electricity will never run out, or it can be said that time travel has charged him, Its battery has become surprisingly durable. But maybe it’s a fantasy, giving me something to think about when I’m bored.

Just like now, when I was writing my diary, my copycat was still singing in a low voice. Of course, I didn’t dare to speak loudly because I was afraid of attracting something. Otherwise, you know the powerful stereo speakers of the copycat. By the way, today is Sunday, and now it is the father of the chopstick brothers. I’m a little homesick, and I’m not the sentimental type who takes basically everything to heart.

Just like my parents, but sometimes it’s God’s will that makes people, and the will of man is nothing in front of the universe. I can’t do anything except wipe my wet eyes. So if one day, you can read this diary, remember to be nice to your parents, how many years of life? I can see each other several times a year. That song is sung like that. Three years on the left, three years on the right, how many days we meet in this life. .

Of course, this is a love song, but you can still know that life is really short. When you think about how to honor your parents in the future, you will find that your parents are so old. . . Well, I’ll wipe my tears first, but I’m not emotional at all, not at all. . .

It’s a bit too far, let’s continue talking about the mysterious person, I want to get in touch with it, and after walking for a day, I find that if I go on like this, I will kneel before I get out of the forest. This is the disadvantage of not exercising often. , may outlive me. From my experience, it should be curious about me, maybe like finding a novel toy~www.mtlnovel.com~ So, want to communicate with him about it. .

I have to be able to attract it first, this attraction can’t be dangerous, so I just checked all my equipment, obviously, other than this singing copycat, I really can’t think of anything else that can attract it, okay Well, now that the decision has been made, I’m going to do it, but not now, because my gut tells me it’s not around. Let’s wait until tomorrow.

There is also an egg-paining song about Hu Yanbin’s Xiaoxiangyu. For a person like me who has never even held a girl’s hand, it’s a beauty with an umbrella here in the rainy season. It’s a naked show off, bastard! ! But I’m writing a diary and I’m too lazy to fiddle with my phone, so let it continue singing first.

Suddenly, I thought of a very serious problem, fuck, I don’t have a gold finger! But whenever you cross, you always have to give benefits. Give me strength, Ciri! It seems not, it should be Ciri! Well, I’m concerned about prostitution again. If there is a golden finger benefit or something, I don’t have to be so uncomfortable. Hey, my physical strength is a little better, maybe it’s because of the high oxygen, and I haven’t found any difference in others.

I’m so sleepy, I can’t even open my eyes now, well, make a wish before going to bed, God, you leave me in this place, you always give me something to make it easier for me to live motivation. For example, give me the ability to stare at someone who is pregnant or something. . Well, just kidding, if God you really see my desire, I hope you give me the power to take my freedom. .

fell asleep. .

PS: I am going to seduce the guy who has been following me tomorrow. . .

PS+1: Damn jungle, no matter how beautiful I am, I can’t get enough of it, the beaks fade out of the birds. . . .

PS+2: I’m a little hungry.

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