People are in Conan, but the Shura field

Just like Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai.

Although he is a spy, he was able to climb to a high position in the organization. He must have used many illegal means to gain the trust of the organization.

Judging from Gin's reaction just now, Chen Nuo seemed to think that his strategy was effective.

Although Gin's tone was still cold, Chen Nuo found that he said a lot more than usual. Although they were all warnings, they already expressed something.

Maybe Gin also wants to go out for a vacation once in a while?

Just as I was thinking about it, the bright view outside the car window suddenly became dark.

The blue sky turned into concrete walls and orange lighting.

The car drove into the tunnel.

Because of the reflection, the glass window reflected the extremely similar faces of Chen Nuo and Kudo Shinichi, as well as behind him, Xiaolan's little head that leaned over to curiously eavesdrop.

The cute horns on her head were like antennas, tilted towards Chen Nuo, as if trying to strengthen the detection signal.

That's right, Xiaolan had been eavesdropping since he answered the phone, pretending nothing was happening.

Chen Nuo discovered it at the beginning.

There was no way he couldn't help but notice that the pleasant scent of Xiaolan kept coming into his nose, not to mention that Conan, who was sitting opposite him, was always looking at him with vicious eyes.

But Chen Nuo deliberately lowered his voice.

Plus, there was melodious music playing in the car, so he wasn't worried about others overhearing anything.

By the way, Tsujimura Kimie's husband is a diplomat, so her family conditions are naturally not bad. The car that came to pick up Mori Kogoro was a luxury stretched sedan with a built-in refrigerator. The seats were also facing each other like those on an airplane, and there was a small foldable table in the middle of the seats, but it was not opened yet.

Chen Nuo was sitting by the window, next to him was Xiaolan, and opposite him were Conan and Hattori Heiji.

On the other side by the window, Kogoro Mouri and Kimie Tsujimura sat opposite each other. After all, the commission this time was mainly in the hands of Kogoro Mouri, and they were discussing the investigation of her daughter-in-law.

Through the glass window, I can see that Xiaolan must have dressed up specially today. She was wearing a JK uniform that fully showed her girlishness.

The collar of her white shirt was tied with a bow ribbon, and her black pleated skirt seemed shorter than that of an ordinary high school girl, fully showing off Xiaolan's long, thin and white legs.

The brown leather shoes and ankle-length white bubble socks are the finishing touch.

If I could only use one word to describe her, it would be "youthful".

At this time, Xiaolan completely meets all men's most beautiful fantasies and memories of teenage girls.

Chen Nuo was a little shocked.

He thought that after Xiaolan was defeated in the two-hour confrontation with Miyano Shiho that night, she went back and re-planned the battle strategy.

That is to bring out the unique youthfulness of high school girls to the fullest.

I have to say that Xiaolan's strategy completely hits the G-spot of most men.

It even made Chen Nuo want to play a trick on her.

It’s just like when we were in school in our previous life, we all had the experience of deliberately teasing the pretty girls in the class.

So he deliberately raised his phone and raised his voice little by little.

"Well, Xiaolan..."

Mao Lilan suddenly found that she seemed to be able to hear what Chen Nuo was saying. Was it about the case he was investigating? Or was it about Miyano Shiho?

She put her ear closer out of curiosity.

Xiaolan was so focused that she even ignored her youthfulness wrapped in the JK uniform and was already pressing on Chen Nuo's arm.

Xiaolan found that he seemed to have mentioned her name when he was speaking.

This made her even more curious about the content of the conversation. Although she knew it was not good to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, she couldn't help but move closer.

"Mori-san, eavesdropping on others is not polite."

Xiaolan suddenly heard a clear voice.

When she looked up, she saw Chen Nuo looking at her with a joking expression.

Xiaolan's face immediately turned red: "I, I, I... I hate it."

She didn't seem to know how to explain it, so she simply turned her head away and didn't look at Chen Nuo.

Then she noticed that Hattori Heiji, who was sitting opposite her, had an expression that said, "You guys are flirting with each other like this, and you still say he is not Kudo Shinichi?"

Conan, who was sitting opposite her, had an unhappy look on his face.

"What's wrong with you, Conan? How about I take you home?" Xiaolan asked worriedly.

Conan shook his head and sighed in his heart. Although letting Xiaolan send him back could prevent her from coming into contact with Chen Nuo, he had no way of observing the mutual testing between Chen Nuo and this guy named Hattori Heiji.

In this case, we can only sacrifice Xiaolan for now.

Conan made this decision with great reluctance.

However, Conan took another look at Xiaolan's plump and straight legs under her miniskirt, and his dissatisfaction rose again.

Because Xiaolan's black pleated skirt is very short.

Conan remembered that she didn't usually dress like this, and there were no skirts in this size.

All these changes happened after meeting Chen Nuo.

Conan also observed that when Xiaolan got on the bus, she deliberately waited for a while so that she could sit in the seat next to Chen Nuo.

As the vehicle swayed, their legs would sometimes accidentally bump into each other.

Although Chen Nuo was wearing pants and there was a layer of cloth between them when they made contact, Conan was still unhappy.

Conan suddenly felt that sometimes being too observant wasn't a good thing.

These details he observed made his head hurt even more.

Just as she was thinking about it, the car suddenly turned and Xiaolan's body was pushed towards the window by centrifugal force.

While Chen Nuo was thinking, his hands happened to be resting on the leather seat, tapping rhythmically.

then--

Xiaolan's snow-white and delicate thigh skin had an intimate contact with Chen Nuo's hand.

The girl's skin is as soft as tender tofu, and you can sink deep into it with just a slight poke.

Although the two separated quickly, they pretended nothing had happened.

However, Chen Nuo's action of secretly rubbing his fingers to savor the moment made Conan feel that this was a dangerous signal.

Conan felt that as Xiaolan's childhood sweetheart, he should do something at this time.

"Sister Xiaolan, I feel carsick sitting here. Can you change to a window seat?" Conan complained.

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment and looked at the person sitting by the window.

Dad and Miss Kimie Tsujimura definitely can't do that, they are discussing the commission.

Then only Hattori Heiji and Chen Nuo are left.

Hattori Heiji spoke first: "I get carsick too, how about you sit on my lap?"

Conan shook his head and looked at Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo knew what this kid was planning, but he didn't bother with him at this time. What if he got so angry that he fainted, then he wouldn't be able to explain it to Xiaolan.

"Then let me switch places with you."

Chen Nuo stood up and gave up his seat.

Conan rushed over and occupied the seat by the window.

But then he discovered that Xiaolan was looking at Chen Nuo with an expression that said "He is so gentle and caring."

"Sister Xiaolan, what is that?" Conan asked, pointing at the building outside the window. He wanted to use this method to avoid any further communication between the two.

Because it would take some time to reach Tsujimura's house, after changing seats.

Chen Nuo began to kill time by looking at the interior of the luxury car, and in the process he naturally glanced at the passengers in the car inadvertently.

For example, Hattori Heiji's dark skin, Conan's funny look when he's deliberately being cute, Ran's brown leather shoes, Ran's long black hair hanging down in front of her JK uniform, Maori Kogoro's beard that slightly curls up when he listens to his client's advice, Ran often steals a glance at Conan even though she's helping him explain the building outside the window, etc...

Besides.

Chen Nuo suddenly discovered that Tsujimura Kimie seemed a little nervous.

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Tsujimura Kimie answered Kogoro Mori's questions fluently.

Because she had been preparing this plan for a long time.

There were at least several sacks of discarded drafts of this speech. How could she not have prepared carefully when she came up with the idea of ​​killing someone in front of the detective and using the detective to help her clear herself of suspicion?

The famous detective in front of him, who had recently gained fame, seemed to have been mesmerized by her performance.

It seems that this famous detective is just like this, Tsujimura Kimie thought.

However, although the famous detective seemed to have fallen into her trap, she was still not at ease with the little devil named Chen Nuo.

Although he seemed to be observing the interior of the car, the few times he looked at her, the meaning he revealed was a little strange.

The feeling of being seen through made Tsujimura Kimie a little nervous.

But gradually, Tsujimura Kimie discovered that the kid seemed to pay more attention to the legs of the girl opposite.

Am I worrying too much?

Kimie Tsujimura carefully observed the way Chen Nuo looked at Xiaolan, and then she came to a conclusion.

Does he like me?

Although I am not young anymore, I have a good foundation and perfect legs. Maybe I just happen to suit that kid's aesthetic taste?

Tsujimura Kimie was considering whether to give him some sweet treats to divert the kid's attention away from the commission.

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I swear to God, Chen Nuo was just observing this luxury car, but he also took a look at Xiaolan's long white legs.

But we can't blame him entirely, in fact it's all Conan's fault.

Because after Chen Nuo changed over, he discovered that from his angle, he seemed to be able to better appreciate the youthful JK uniform on Xiaolan.

Xiaolan sits very neatly with her back straight, which may be related to the fact that she has been practicing karate since she was a child.

Because of the posture, Xiaolan's well-proportioned breasts slightly lifted up her white shirt, and there was a perfect gap between the buttons.

Because Conan said he was carsick, Xiaolan opened the car window a little.

The wind poured in through the gap in the car window, gently blowing the girl's long black hair hanging on her shoulders from the side, and the horns on her head swayed left and right with the wind.

Perhaps worried that the wind would blow her skirt open, Xiaolan put her hands on her legs and gently pressed the hem of her pleated skirt.

Her nails were plain, without any decoration, but neatly manicured.

Just like her face without makeup, this pure natural beauty is more charming than any decoration.

Chen Nuo was admiring the "interior of a luxury car".

suddenly--

A sharp brake sound suddenly sounded.

Because Chen Nuo was facing away from the direction of travel, the strong push on his back made his back stick tightly to the back of the chair.

In the field of vision, the bow ribbon on the collar of Xiaolan's white shirt gradually became larger.

The long black hair hanging down in front of her chest stirred his nose, and a faint peach scent penetrated into his nostrils.

Then, Chen Nuo felt a black screen in front of his eyes and he could not see anything.

However, the sweet taste of the shirt buttons, like candy, was clearly transmitted to his mouth.

Even through the fabric of the JK uniform, you can still feel the girl's body temperature and her gradually accelerating heartbeat.

When braking, Chen Nuo subconsciously reached out to hold Xiaolan's shoulders.

However, he reacted a little slowly, and his hand only raised halfway, just passing through her black pleated skirt and supporting her plump and round thigh.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect.

Chen Nuo always felt that the skin on Xiaolan's thighs inside her pleated skirt seemed much softer than the skin outside.