Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 165: Suzuki Sonoko’s defense breached

Faced with Suzuki Sonoko's questioning, Haruhiko felt that pretending to be asleep might be the best option at this time.

At least let the weapon cool down first.

If Sonoko saw this, I felt like no explanation would be convincing.

When Haruhiko was suppressing the gun.

Miwako Sato took the initiative to accept the challenge.

"Nothing, just want to thank Haruhiko for his contribution in the bombing." Miwako tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ears and tried to remain calm.

Haruhiko?

Hearing this intimate name, Yuanzi raised his eyebrows.

She quietly raised the alarm level in her heart to another level.

"Thank you... Do I need to take off my shoes?" Sonoko threw all the comic books in her arms at Haruhiko. "And you, you're really bad at pretending to sleep."

After being exposed, Haruhiko had no choice but to throw off the quilt and get up. Fortunately, he had cooled down by then. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Eh? Sonoko, you're here."

"Hmph!" Yuanzi pouted and looked unhappy.

Although Meiwazi felt a little guilty, she didn't show it on her face: "You're talking about this? I was too tired so I took off my shoes to relax. It should be okay, right?"

As she spoke, she swung her feet twice on the edge of the bed.

Those snow-white and delicate little feet made Sonoko feel that she might have met her match.

When Haruhiko encounters something like this... something that is delivered to his lips, can he hold back?

Suzuki Sonoko felt a little unsure.

However, the explanation given by the other party was logically reasonable. Yuanzi thought for a long time and forced herself to find an excuse: "But, but this is a ward. It will affect the patients' rest, right?"

"No way? My feet don't smell weird." Miwako's crystal-clear jade toes moved a few times deliberately. "Don't you agree, Haruhiko?"

Haruhiko was shocked.

I wondered if this was a question I could answer?

I haven't tasted it, so how do I know what it tastes like?

"Haruhiko? You seem to know a lot about this. Can you explain it to me?" Sonoko smiled and looked around for weapons she could use.

"Haruhiko, how do you think it tastes?" Miwako half-turned around and said with an ambiguous look on her face.

"Ah... this..." Haruhiko turned his head and looked at the door.

I thought that the old professor should come to check on the ward by now, otherwise how would this situation end?
Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Haruhiko's recovery made the old professor very relieved. He hadn't come to check on him for a long time.

"Haruhiko?!" the two girls asked in unison.

Haruhiko felt under tremendous pressure, and just when he was about to give up.

Drop drop-

The cell phone rang. It was Sato Miwako's cell phone.

Haruhiko finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The person on the other end of the phone was Takagi Shigeru. After hearing this, Miwako's face became a little serious, probably because something unexpected had happened again.

"I'll go back to the bureau first. A new situation has occurred." Miwako said to Haruhiko after hanging up the phone. At the same time, she looked at Sonoko worriedly, as if she was worried that this rich young lady would take over his job and continue to do some humiliating things in the ward.

This kind of innocent high school girl is easily deceived by men and may cause a "life" if she is not careful. Unlike her, she always takes the initiative in the relationship and plays the boys around at her will.

Miwako thought confidently.

She seemed to have selectively forgotten the several times that Haruhiko had nearly defeated her.

Haruhiko nodded and said softly, "Okay, then be careful."

Miwako stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, you haven't explained clearly why you have to take off your shoes in the ward." Sonoko stood in front of her.

Miwako bent down to put on her shoes and said, "Let Haruhiko explain it to you. He should understand the reason better."

Because she was putting on her shoes with her back to Haruhiko, after bending down, the uniform skirt perfectly outlined her slender waist and round body, swaying in front of Haruhiko's eyes.

Sonoko immediately sensed "an attack from the enemy."

She ran over and blocked Haruhiko's view with her body.

In Haruhiko's vision, the sexy and charming peach buttocks wrapped in a suit and skirt suddenly changed to the youthful girl's buttocks wrapped in a pleated skirt.

Meiwazi put on her shoes and walked to the door, then stopped and said, "I'm leaving now. I'll feed you grapes next time."

The door was closed and peace returned to the ward.

But Haruhiko felt that this was just the beginning, and the matter of eating grapes could not be explained clearly for the time being.

"Did she feed you grapes?" As expected, as soon as Sato Miwako left, Sonoko sat down beside the bed and asked.

She placed her hands on the bed at Haruhiko's waist and leaned over, letting a few strands of soft brown hair escape from the headband.

"I'm an injured person, so it's normal for her to take care of me." Haruhiko reached out and straightened the hairband on Sonoko's head, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Don't touch me until everything is explained clearly." Sonoko jumped back lightly and stood beside the bed. "You can practice kendo in the room, but you can't eat grapes by yourself?"

Haruhiko: “I suddenly felt a pain in my chest.”

"Are you really just eating grapes? Not anything else?" Yuanzi felt that there was no point in delving into this issue, so she turned the question to a more pointed one.

Haruhiko felt a little guilty when asked: "Of course it's grapes, what else could it be?"

Yuanzi glanced at the opened fruit box and transformed into a queen of reasoning: "But why do you have to take off your shoes to eat grapes? Are you feeding them with your feet?"

Haruhiko thought to himself, this is a good idea, Sonoko-san. You have already started developing your own way of playing. In that case, I will use you as an experiment next time.

"Or..." Sonoko continued to reason, "the 'grapes' Ms. Sato mentioned aren't normal grapes, but... something strange like the toes of the girl that Kosaka-kun likes?"

Haruhiko didn't expect that Sonoko's little head was filled with so many strange ideas.

And it's actually very close to the truth.

Miwako Sato's crystal clear toes, without any decorative embellishments, can indeed be seen as a metaphor for grapes.

As for the taste - I haven't tried it, so it's hard to comment.

But that chewy one just now... was indeed very memorable.

I can only say that each has its own advantages.

Suzuki Sonoko felt a little shy when she saw Haruhiko's surprised look. She lowered her head to look at the tip of her shoes and explained softly, "Why are you looking at me? I only thought of this by putting myself in your perspective..."

"I'm not that perverted, please don't look at me with tinted glasses." Haruhiko complained.

Suzuki Sonoko: "This is all because of your usual behavior. When I saw Ms. Sato's feet, I immediately remembered the scene of Haruhiko jumping on them and licking them excitedly."

"Why do you have that image in your mind?"

Sonoko used her fingertips to poke a shallow indentation in her cheek and thought, "Maybe Haruhiko instilled this in me, too?"

"I'm not." Haruhiko, intending to take the initiative, asked suspiciously, "Are you jealous?"

"No, I didn't." Sonoko held her chest and tiptoed gently, revealing an absolute white area between her pleated skirt and black stockings.

Although she said no, girls of Sonoko's personality and age are not very good at hiding their emotions. Her cute little face was full of the words "Yes, I'm jealous, come and comfort me."

Perhaps the strange dream before had influenced Haruhiko's mate selection criteria to a certain extent. In order to maintain the harmony of the Wing Group, occasionally saying some sweet words is also a skill that must be mastered.

"I only like to eat Miss Sonoko's grapes." Haruhiko patted his chest and assured.

"Asshole, who, who will give you food?!" Sonoko suddenly lost her composure and blushed as she rode on top of Haruhiko and grabbed his collar to relieve her shame and anger.

Haruhiko reached out and gently pinched her cheek, which was so close to her. This time, Sonoko didn't dodge. It seemed that the grape incident was temporarily over.

"Okay, let's move on to the second stage of the inspection." Suzuki Sonoko gently slapped away Haruhiko's sinful hand that was gradually extending down her cheek, and put on the posture of the queen of reasoning again.

"second stage?"

Sonoko didn't say anything. She got off Haruhiko, walked around to the other side of the bed and leaned over.

Her delicate nose sniffed Haruhiko's hospital gown twice.

Haruhiko looked confused: "What are you doing?"

"Check if there is any suspicious smell." Yuanzi said as he sniffed.

"Are you a dog?"

"If I really smell a strange smell, then you'll know whether it is true or not, woooo~" Yuanzi said viciously, baring his fangs.

Haruhiko wasn't frightened, but found it cute.

Moreover, he and Sato Miwako were innocent and not afraid of the inspection at all. Well... at least the part that Sonoko inspected was innocent.

Sure enough, Suzuki Sonoko sniffed the body for a long time but found no clues.

On the contrary, the smell of male hormones on Haruhiko made her a little dizzy.

However, the Queen of Reasoning, Lady Sonoko, was very confident in her judgment and did not give up easily. After carefully checking that there was no problem with the upper body, she lifted up Haruhiko's quilt and began to check carefully.

This time, due to the special location, the garden increased the distance a little, but not too much.

Haruhiko, half lying on the hospital bed, looked down at Suzuki Sonoko who was working hard under him.

Her soft hair covered half of her face, the ends of her hair rubbed back and forth on her pants, and her fair and straight nose moved rhythmically, which really made people feel a little moved.

The occasional momentary dazedness of her eyes due to the hormonal smell on Haruhiko's body only intensified this heart-pounding feeling.

Haruhiko suddenly had the urge to hold the back of her head...

Sometimes the human body reacts faster than the brain.

Yuanzi raised her head and looked at the big hand on her hair in confusion: "What are you doing? Are you feeling guilty?"

She didn't seem to realize that her posture was a bit unfair.

"Is that enough? I'll be very uncomfortable if you continue like this." Sonoko's innocent reaction made Haruhiko feel embarrassed to take advantage of her.

Haruhiko's explanation made the Queen of Reasoning, Sonoko, feel that she had found the criminal's weakness.

"Why do you feel bad? What you said is very suspicious. It feels like a criminal covering up his... uh... evidence... uh... what do you want to do, you bastard?!" Sonoko's words were interrupted.

It wasn't Haruhiko who interrupted.

Who made her bury her little face in Haruhiko when she spoke?

The hot air exhaled from Yuanzi's little mouth and her foul posture triggered normal physical phenomena.

Sonoko is excitedly playing the role of the Queen of Reasoning, calmly and righteously reasoning with the criminal.

The microphone was thrust directly into her mouth.

Even though there was a layer between them, the terrifying size still made Yuanzi's legs go weak. Yuanzi hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover the thing, but later felt that this was not enough, so she piled another layer of quilt on top.

After covering it with a thick quilt.

Even the most terrifying dragon can no longer be seen in its original shape.

Suzuki Sonoko finally breathed a sigh of relief, then angrily punched twice through the quilt with her little fist.

Haruhiko couldn't help but let out a roar.

Yuanzi quickly stopped and dared not fight anymore. She suddenly realized that her attack through the quilt seemed to have no lethality, but instead was more like giving the other party a sweet treat.

Yuanzi clutched the hem of her light blue shirt and said angrily, "You, you, you have impure thoughts."

"You can't blame me for this. Who told you to get so close to me?" Haruhiko shrugged.

"Anyway, calm down quickly. I still have to continue investigating." Sonoko did not forget her original purpose because of this little episode.

"How can you calm down?"

Sonoko casually picked up a comic book and brought it to him: "Read it, I borrowed it from a nearby comic book store. The uncle said it has a passionate plot that boys will definitely like."

Haruhiko took the book and took a look.

The cover shows a big-eyed girl wearing a cute dress, and it doesn't look like there will be any passionate plot.

He flipped through the comic book and took a quick look. Wow, it really contained plots that boys would like, and exciting plots were everywhere.

"Are you sure you didn't pick up the wrong book?" Haruhiko looked at the contents of the book with a strange expression.

"Eh? Isn't it?" Sonoko came over curiously. She half-knelt on the bed, and her knees in stockings pressed a shallow dent in the sheets.

When Sonoko saw the contents of the comic book in Haruhiko's hand, her fair face flushed visibly.

Only then did she remember what the ambiguous smile on the comic book store uncle's face meant when he found out that she was borrowing comics for her boyfriend.

"Damn it, that old man actually tricked me with this kind of stuff." Yuanzi snatched the comic book and planned to go and settle the score with the boss.

Haruhiko pulled her into his arms and said, "I think it's quite good. It's indeed a very passionate plot."

Yuanzi was wearing a light blue shirt, which was very thin, and the shape of Yuanzi's body could be clearly felt through the clothes.

"What do you want to do?" Sonoko pinched the edge of the comic book tightly with her fingers, her tone a little flustered.

The warm breath she exhaled as she spoke fanned Haruhiko's face, with a faint fruity scent, probably the smell of chewing gum.

Haruhiko's hand moved up through the fabric of her shirt, along her straight back, across her delicate and slender neck, and finally stopped at her soft brown hair.

Press lightly on the back of the head.

A soft touch comes from the lips, and a light fruity aroma penetrates into the mouth.

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes widened, her little hands still holding the comic book in the air, looking silly, but also very cute.

Haruhiko savored the flavor of the garden to his heart's content.

Her lips are small and cute, as if they would be sucked into her mouth with a little force.

Sonoko closed her eyes tightly and dared not look at Haruhiko. Her fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and the intermittent breathing sound further boosted Haruhiko's momentum.

However, Haruhiko was never able to break through the wall built by her teeth.

That seemed to be the bottom line in her heart, and she would never allow anyone to cross it.

Unfortunately, Haruhiko had already made up his mind to go somewhere farther today to see the scenery he had always dreamed of.

He held Yuanzi's shoulders and slowly separated them.

"Garden."

"Ok?"

Yuanzi breathed slightly. She felt relieved to have escaped the other party's clutches, but deep down she seemed to feel a little empty.

"I like you." Haruhiko said softly.

Suzuki Sonoko seemed to have been greatly shocked. Her mouth opened slightly and her beautiful big eyes melted instantly like ripples of water.

Haruhiko took advantage of her brief moment of distraction.

He easily passed the defense line she had just set up.

Sonoko finally came to her senses, but it was too late to resist. She couldn't bring herself to bite Haruhiko, so she could only use her small tongue to resist, trying to drive Haruhiko out of her private territory.

But how could a soldier without armor possibly be a match for Haruhiko?

In a few moments, the soldier was captured by Haruhiko, and they entangled with each other, rolling around in the territory of Sonoko that had never been entered by anyone else.

Gradually.

Haruhiko was no longer satisfied with fighting bravely on this battlefield.

Suzuki Sonoko's delicate nose tip, slender chin, elastic cheeks, and thick eyelashes...all became his main focus of attention.

Under Haruhiko's wave after wave of attacks, Sonoko could no longer hold the comic book. The comic book that triggered this incident fell on her snow-white thigh under her pleated skirt, and it happened to be turned to the page where the male and female protagonists were kissing.

And Sonoko's free little hand had unknowingly wrapped around Haruhiko's neck. She was expressing her love for Haruhiko in this clumsy way.

Under Haruhiko's indiscriminate attack, Sonoko's headband fell off under the heavy weight.

The headband fell between the two people's noses, and the brown hair wet with sweat also hung down. The faint scent of shampoo tickled Haruhiko's nose.

Yuanzi quickly let go of her hand and tried to put the headband back on.

Haruhiko grasped her slender wrist, gently brushed her bangs down to cover her forehead, and whispered, "It looks good this way, too."

Suzuki Sonoko felt as if she was hit by something.

She threw away her hairband and put it on.

Sonoko, who took the initiative to attack, was a little different from before. Her clumsy skills and awkward movements gave Haruhiko a completely different feeling.

Sonoko sat on Haruhiko's belly, her knees in stockings gently rubbing the bed sheets, and she didn't know when she took off the little leather shoes on her feet.

Maybe Haruhiko took it off, or maybe she dropped it when she was struggling.

In short, the pair of small feet wrapped in black stockings placed on the white sheets makes people want to play with them carefully.

While enduring Sonoko's counterattack, Haruhiko reached out and held the delicate and soft little feet in his hands.

Sonoko bit him lightly to express her dissatisfaction with this excessive behavior.

Haruhiko didn't care and continued to gently pinch her soft little feet.

Then gradually upwards——

Slender calves wrapped in black stockings, delicate knees, and elastic thighs...

When the hand passes above the knee, the touch is no longer the silky smoothness of black stockings, but the most original delicate skin.

The girl's delicate skin was covered with beads of sweat, and her gradually rising body temperature made Haruhiko involuntarily indulge in it.

And when Haruhiko's fingers touched the hem of the pleated skirt.

Yuanzi was startled.

She could no longer turn a blind eye and quickly grabbed the man's wrist to prevent his plot from succeeding.

Haruhiko looked at her gently without saying a word.

Sonoko shook her head pleadingly, then placed Haruhiko's large hand against her pink cheek.

Haruhiko sighed and gently pinched Sonoko's cheek.

Seeing this, Sonoko bit her lip lightly, and took Haruhiko's big hand again. After hesitating for a moment, she led him into the lapel of her shirt.

Haruhiko's pupils instantly widened to their maximum size, and his breathing became rapid.

Although Yuanzi is not as exaggerated as Xiaolan, she is very soft.

The chewy touch and perfect size are a shape unique to adolescent girls, and it is easy to get addicted to it.

The two of them struggled like this for a while.

When Haruhiko tried to put his hands on the fabric of the pleated skirt for the second time, Sonoko found an opportunity and ran away from the bed.

Haruhiko also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

Anyway, judging from the gradual decline of the garden, I guess it won’t last too long, and this step-by-step approach gives me a greater sense of accomplishment than simply tearing it down.

Suzuki Sonoko leaned against the window, put on her little leather shoes, put her hairband back on, and looked at Haruhiko with a wary expression.

"By the way, do you want to check again?" Haruhiko asked deliberately.

"Check it out, you big head ghost, I won't fall for your trick." Sonoko put her hand into the collar of her shirt and straightened her messed up bra.

Haruhiko's eyes fell on the white of her chest and he said, "By the way, that dolphin necklace was broken during the fight. I'll give you a new one someday."

"No thanks." Yuanzi buttoned up her shirt and shook her head. "I don't really like wearing necklaces. Don't waste your money."

"That's it."

"And..." Sonoko turned her head to the window. The summer breeze blew the white curtains, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the girl, as if giving her a soft halo.

"Next time, just give her a diamond ring." The girl's voice was barely audible.

...

Later, Suzuki Sonoko received a call from her sister Ayako, saying that there was a press conference in the evening and she needed to attend. Sonoko had no choice but to say goodbye to Haruhiko temporarily.

But before leaving.

Sonoko glanced at the part of Haruhiko covered by the sheets and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she bent down, took off the pair of black stockings, crumpled them into a ball and threw them to Haruhiko: "You, you can handle it yourself. Don't look for that woman."

After saying that, Yuanzi ran out without looking back.

Haruhiko stared in amazement at the doorknob shaking gently and the sound of Suzuki Sonoko's small leather shoes tapping hurriedly on the ground in the empty corridor.

What is this development?
He looked down at the black stockings in his hand. They felt silky and smooth, with traces of Sonoko's body temperature and sweat still on them. He could also faintly smell her light body fragrance.

So the flame that had just been forcibly extinguished seemed to burn again.

Under the influence of a strange external force, the black cloth kept getting closer in Haruhiko's field of vision, and the unique fragrance belonging to Suzuki Sonoko gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, there was a polite knock on the door.

Haruhiko was startled.

He quickly hid the stockings under his pillow, along with the comic book in question.

The door was also pushed open at this time.

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