He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Is it possible that he's only like this with you?

"..."

Xiaolan was silent for two seconds, then stared at Diana with some suspicion, putting down the black tea she hadn't yet drunk, and asked:

"You know him well?"

Diana paused slightly, then quickly shook her head. "I'm sorry, but since you're the first woman he's brought here, I thought you might be special. I didn't mean anything by it." She stood up, took out a measuring tape, and bowed slightly. "Please allow me to begin taking your measurements."

Seeing her actions, Xiaolan's doubts quickly dissipated. Could it be that she was just overthinking things?

Xiaolan got up and, following Diana's instructions, straightened her arms and kept changing her position.

Did he tell you the specific style?

"Two suits, two overcoats, and one formal dress. You can choose the style and color scheme yourself. I will send you a catalog later."

Xiaolan nodded and said nothing more.

Diana thought to herself:

Angel does seem to have really grown up.

Chapter 92 What exactly is a Thousand-Faced Witch?

After Diana finished taking the measurements and went through the wooden door, Alex quickly came over, carrying a black suit.

He presented the garment to Xiaolan with both hands: "Custom-made clothes take some time. This one was made according to the measurements provided by Mr. Liuying. You can try it on in the dressing room."

A hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed in Xiaolan's eyes as she recalled what happened at the winery's training base.

However, at this point, there was no need to be coy. She took the clothes and, following Alex's directions, entered the dressing room.

A moment later, what reappeared before Ying Sheng was Lan in a suit, a sight he had never seen before.

The black fabric was as smooth as dew condensing in the night, and the tailored cut accentuated her slender and upright figure. Her black hair was simply tied back, her features were delicate and heroic, and her eyes were sharp and bright. She was like an elegant cheetah under the full moon, or a black rose that had just bloomed.

"COOL——"

Ying Sheng drew out the last syllable and gave Xiao Lan a thumbs up:

"Xiao Lan, if you go to the store, you might break my sales record."

"..."

Xiao Lan's imposing aura lasted less than five seconds before Ying Sheng's words rendered her speechless and shattered her composure.

"I said, is that how you praise someone?"

"Ha, that's occupational discrimination."

"...Sorry, but besides, don't you already know my size? It fits me perfectly, so why do you want me to go over and measure again?"

"Some data cannot be accurately determined by calculation alone."

"for example?"

"..."

Ying Sheng sighed helplessly, "Are you sure you want to ask me this?" He glanced at Diana, who had just emerged from behind the curtain, and turned to leave. "Don't get angry later. This is a very serious and important matter, not vulgar at all."

Xiaolan looked bewildered and turned to look at Diana.

Diana walked over to Xiaolan with amusement and whispered in her ear, "Most evening gowns are strapless. If you don't have your chest measurements professionally taken for various movements, there's a risk of them slipping down."

"???"

"!!!"

Xiao Lan was completely stunned at first, then with a hiss, steam rose from her head.

Ah, she really did turn into a steampunk princess.

Diana covered her mouth and chuckled. Dressed in a smart black suit, she made such a soft and sweet expression. Oh no, my Angel is just too cute to be true!

After a long pause, Xiaolan finally pushed open the wooden door. Yingsheng, who was standing beside her waiting, turned his head to look at her and smiled:

"Your cheeks are still a little flushed."

"Humph!"

Xiao Lan raised her hand to cover her face, her big, watery eyes glaring fiercely at Ying Sheng:

"Big pervert!"

"No way, I'm completely innocent." Ying Sheng helplessly spread his hands: "I didn't do anything, did Miss Diana grope you?"

"..."

Xiaolan turned her head and asked somewhat shyly, "Um, what is the standard for defining normal measurement?"

"what?????"

This question truly stunned Ying Sheng. He quickly turned to look at Diana standing in front of the curtain. Diana looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle...the ceiling, looking completely bewildered, almost whistling a few times.

"hiss--"

Ying Sheng was shocked: "Oh no, Xiao Lan, has your charm evolved to the point of appealing to both men and women?" He gritted his teeth, grabbed Xiao Lan's shoulders, and pushed her into the door: "Damn it, you're so slow! Go and beat up that guy who took advantage of you!"

Xiaolan: "..."

Diana "..."

Seeing Ying Sheng's indignant expression, Diana slightly pursed her lips: "Mr. Ying Sheng, I thought you were a gentleman. You actually have to interfere with the little jokes between women? This is too suffocating, isn't it, Miss Lan?"

Xiaolan: "..."

Ying Sheng: "..."

Oh dear, we've met our match!

Ying Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Between the same sex..."

Snapped!

Xiao Lan turned around and covered Ying Sheng's mouth, her eyes filled with: Please stop talking.

"..."

Helpless, Ying Sheng pushed her hand away and looked at Diana: "I'll let you off this time, but next time..."

Diana's eyes lit up: "There's going to be a next time?!"

"!!!"

Ying Sheng's eyes widened as he looked down at Xiao Lan, who was equally stunned: "Why don't you call the police? This woman is a pervert! She needs to be locked up in jail!"

"Please spare me, Miss Lan."

Diana walked over and wrapped her arms around Lan's, hugging her tightly to her chest, swaying restlessly from side to side, and winking at the stunned Lan.

"I'll give you my phone number."

"???"

Ying Sheng couldn't bear to watch any longer and said helplessly, "Xiao Lan, let's buy two masks to wear later, otherwise I bet there will be quite a few of these perverted women."

Ran was completely frozen, like a statue: "Is this Kabukicho?"

"you are right."

"Bingo."

Ying Sheng and Diana spoke at the same time, smiling:

"This is a city that never sleeps."

A place for unbridled revelry!

After a brief hiccup, when Hotaru and Ran left the clothing store and stood on the streets of Kabukicho again, it was already 9 p.m.

Diana had just tried to join them, but Ying Sheng rejected her with a look of disgust and threatened to tell Alex about it and get her fired.

This earned her a pitiful look.

"Xiaolan, what kind of mask do you like?"

While casually strolling into a cosplay prop shop, Ying Sheng stopped and asked a question.

"Huh? Do we really have to wear it?" Xiaolan looked around, and the passersby who had been secretly watching them quickly turned away and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

"Ouch!"

"Hiss—watch where you're going!"

"clang!"

Then several people bumped into each other.

"..."

Xiao Lan remained silent, casting a pitying glance at the last blond-haired boy who bumped into a lamppost.

Huh?

Has she seen this guy somewhere before?

Ying Sheng shook his head and chuckled, then leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't forget there's still a mission coming up. You don't want to wear a motorcycle helmet again, do you?"

Xiaolan tilted her head in confusion: "Why not? Isn't that protection much more secure?"

"Because it's not good-looking."

"..."

The reasons are good and powerful.

Xiaolan walked into the shop, carefully examined the wall displaying masks for a moment, picked up a black samurai mask, put it on her face, and looked at Yingsheng: "How is it?"

“Not bad, but I thought you’d take the cat mask.” Hotaru glanced at the wall and picked up a Hannya mask next to the samurai.

"Didn't you say you wanted it to look good? Of course, you should choose one with a consistent style."

"Hmm, good taste."