Conan’s Guilty Points System

"Ok"

"Well, it just so happens that I haven't watched a movie for a long time."

After the two finished eating, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

There are already people coming and going at Mihua City Hall, most of them are couples.

The relationship between Heiji and Mikako Sato is very strange inside. Everyone else is holding hands or hurriedly hugging each other, but they are mixed in the crowd one after the other.

Sato Miwako lowered her head and blushed. The strange eyes around her made her very shy.

Heiji ignored those glances and walked to the ticket office: "Give me two consecutive tickets."

The conductor quickly delivered two tickets to Heiji.

"It's done, I'll go buy something."

Heiji handed the ticket to Sato Miwako, looked around, and walked in one direction.

Sato Miwako looked at the ticket in her hand, and her pretty eyes flashed a hint of sweetness: It shouldn't be a problem today.

Hold the ticket tightly, as if afraid that it will slip away.

After a while, Heiji came back with two bottles of drinks, a large bucket of popcorn, and a red scarf in his hands.

"This red scarf is for you."

Sato Miwako looked at the red scarf in Heiji's hands in surprise: "It's handmade, it's so beautiful. Thank you!"

After taking the scarf, the silk-like touch made her love it even more.

"Look, isn't that a special prize for a shooting machine?"

"I remember it was a prize for hitting 50 pitches in a minute."

"The main thing is that the red scarf is said to be the prototype of the scarf in the movie "The Legend of the Red Line", which is very rare."

"Then why take it out as a prize?"

"I hit 50 basketballs in one minute, and those basketballs are basically the same size as the frame. If the crosshairs are not very accurate, they can't be obtained at all. It seems that the organizer has suffered a big loss this time."

"They didn't expect to meet a master."

Hearing the discussion around, Sato Miwako's pretty eyes flashed a flash of light: "Is it true?"

Pingji smiled lightly: "It's just luck."

It is indeed luck.

However, sometimes the truth is not believed.

"Thank you Heiji."

Sato Miwako wrapped the scarf around her neck, and her pretty eyes flashed with happiness.

"Let's go, it's time to come in."

Heiji walked towards the door with two bottles of drinks and the bucket of popcorn, when suddenly, a jade hand stretched into his arm and hugged his arm tightly.

The next moment, a body with an elegant fragrance leaned against him.

"Heiji, let me lean on it."

Sato Miwako hugged Heiji, her pretty eyes flashed a bit of complexity, but her hands were tightly wrapped around him.

Heiji didn't speak either, and let this 'flower of the Metropolitan Police Department' hug him.

This theater is very interesting. There are no handles between the couple seats, just like a one-piece sofa, they can lean against each other tightly. Unfortunately, the two chapter tickets in Heiji's hand are couple tickets.

Looking at the couple who sat on the chair and kissed me as soon as they came in, Heiji felt a little helpless.

"Heiji, you're blocking someone else."

Sato Miwako obviously found out, blushing, and reminded gently.

"Well, let's go."

Heiji shrugged casually, and led Mikazu Sato towards his place.

The front row is near the side door.

I thought it would be better after sitting down, but the nearby atmosphere made Sato Mikako even more embarrassed, and her face was always congested.

"Have a drink."

Heiji opened the drink carefully, then inserted a straw and handed it to her.

The screen flickered and the movie started.

Miwako Sato took the drink and watched the movie attentively.

"Heiji, thank you."

An almost inaudible sound.

However, there was no response from the side.

Sato Mikako secretly glanced at Heiji, and suddenly became angry: How could he fall asleep?

This is her first date, and this person is actually sleeping.

A small hand touched his waist...

Immediately, Heiji suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sato Miwako beside him in surprise.

Sato Miwako's face flushed slightly, and she glared at him: "Let go of my hand."

Just now, Heiji reflexively grabbed what was approaching, but he didn't expect it to be Miwako Sato's hand.

"Cough, this movie is a bit boring."

Somewhat embarrassed, he let go of his hand.

"It's embarrassing to read it."

Heiji looked at Sato Miwako in surprise.

"What are you looking at me for?" Miwako Sato rolled his eyes at Heiji.