Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

"My belly is obviously very small..."

The girl clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands, trying her best to hide her inner shyness. The more she thought about it, the more she became crooked and her face turned red.

Today's short skirts must be too tight, and this devilish sound kept echoing in my mind.

"Excuse me, Officer Masterdad, can you tell me more about Phantom Thief DX?"

Unlike the others who discussed gossip, Doraemon asked the middle-aged man for other clues in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"Well, it's not a big secret anyway, so I'll tell you."

Glancing at Doraemon, Masterdad fumbled in his pocket, took out a small notebook, and spread it out, recounting the clues he had collected in the past two days.

According to museum staff, there are indeed strange people in this place.

Not only did he steal the vegetables grown in the fields, he also stole the coffee and a series of small items from the director's room, as if it were his own home. Phantom Thief DX must be hiding in some area of the museum.

"Shizuka, come with me~"

Everyone's attention was attracted by Masterdad. Nobi Hiroshi left the team with his sister and walked away in a swagger, looking for some secret props.

"Hong, why did you bring me out here? Do you want to find a place where there is no one..."

Shizuka glanced away with an interested look, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. The secret garden was already fully prepared. The hazy dewdrops flowing in the rain alley slightly penetrated the white cloth and left traces.

"No! My clue magnifying glass found a new clue."

"While Doraemon and the others are trying to find out other information, let's find out the target first."

After poking Shizuka's forehead, Nobi Hiroshi continued to look for clues.

The girl's idea is very dangerous. She must have been brain damaged by a big club. We can't blame her.

At times like this, would Hiroshi Nobi want to act out the "Museum Story" plot?

Ahem, I really can’t tell…

Even though they have no such thoughts, Niu Niu Studio has already started to take measures when it heard about it, becoming half-lying and trying to survive in the world.

The calves are also eager to cultivate good fields.

"Found something!"

Hiroshi Nobi's face lit up with joy. He stopped and looked at the mouth of a small-scale Gorgon woman. There seemed to be something small flashing inside.

"Good~"

Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and reached inside to find out what was inside, but wherever his fingertips reached was empty.

"There's nothing here. Is this broken prop broken? It made me so happy for nothing."

"Wait, Shizuka, I can't pull my hand out. Can this tool bite people?!"

Nobi Hiroshi raised his foot and stepped on the box, trying to pull his hand free.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending to scare her for fun, Shizuka quickly hugged Hiroshi Nobi's waist and pulled him out with force.

"Click~"

The sound of a toothpick breaking was heard, and after Nobi Hiroshi successfully pulled his hand out, the two of them suddenly fell into a secret tunnel.

Chapter 168 Museum Story

Their eyes went dark, and they fell along the space tunnel, arriving at the basement at the bottom of the museum in the blink of an eye.

The moment he was spit out of the hyperspace, Hiroshi Nobi hurriedly adjusted his posture, grabbed Shizuka's slender waist to steady himself, and did not fall down after landing.

“I didn’t expect there really was a mechanism.”

"There is a passage in such a secret place. Kaito DX must be hiding nearby."

Turning over and landing on the ground, Shizuka looked at the bottomless corridors on both sides, rolled her eyes and smiled twice.

"Yes, this is the best place to hide. DX is probably hiding in a wall somewhere. Let's use the clue magnifying glass to find him."

Looking at the narrow road that was only wide enough for one person to pass, Hiro Nobi turned sideways and imitated the crab's sideways steps.

Holding the clue magnifying glass in hand, they carefully checked every wall. In order to prevent any clues that might be missed, the two delayed the progress bar and infinitely slowed down the pace of advancement.

"No, still no..."

"Which wall is the problem? The props can't give any clue at all."

Putting down his tired arms, Hiro Nobi sadly stopped his search plan.

After spending half an hour and checking both walls thoroughly, the clue magnifying glass still found nothing.

It may be that DX has done something to the wall, causing the secret props to fail to work.

"Do you have any clues? Hong~"

"It's so hot here, there's no air conditioning at all, let's go back and find Doraemon and the others to come and help."

Waving her hands to fan her little face, the straps on both sides of the sweet girl's shoulders loosened unconsciously due to the friction between them and the wall when she was walking.

The white and tender neck dimples and collarbones are fully exposed, which makes people feel excited.

Although there were no rough waves, a small mound had formed on the flat land after days and nights of hard training.

"Shizuka, you have to wear this from now on. The rabbit is growing up, and if you don't keep a close eye on it, it will take the opportunity to escape."

Squeezing sideways into the narrow space behind the girl, Nobi Hiroshi grabbed the rabbit, tested its feel and obedience, and practiced Tai Chi, kneading the touchable air into all kinds of unexpected shapes.

Because of the flash of bright red, he stood up instinctively, so he wanted to bring Tutu with him.

"Hmmmm~"

"Easy...be gentle..."

The sweet girl was so aroused that she felt uncomfortable. Her whole body was hot and she was biting a few strands of wet hair that had fallen from her forehead. Her body was already covered in sweat, both on the surface and inside.

The narrow space brought the two of them together, the thin shirt gave off a moist temperature, and the pleasant smell of shower gel on the girl's body slowly entered her nostrils with her breathing.

Nobi Hiroshi leaned on the side of her shoulder, ready to exert force. It was nonsense to work in advance. The sweet girl could prepare herself, so why should he make it hard?

Since we can't find Kaito DX, it's reasonable to relax a bit.

"Hmm~"

"In one breath... without even waiting for me to catch my breath, how annoying..."

Shizuka said hypocritically.

The lower abdomen, which was originally two or three centimeters away from the wall, was now completely pressed against it.

The mountain road was too slippery, and before Nobi Hiroshi could even climb hard, he was completely enveloped by the majestic atmosphere of the mountain top.

"Shizuka-chan, you're already like this, do you still need to breathe? It must be that your body is not flowing smoothly. I'll help you breathe smoothly."

Nobi Hiro curled his lips and pressed the X button to deliver a super heavy attack, causing his opponent to be stunned for a short time.

Isn’t the time of dizziness the period when expert players try their best to output?

Up + combo

Down + combo

Left + combo

Right + combo

In just one Kun clock, the high-level player Nobi Hiro dealt tons of damage, but due to geographical limitations, the effect was somewhat unsatisfactory.

The sweet girl's cheeks were flushed. She had only suffered minor injuries. She tapped her toes lightly, trying to actively withstand more critical damage.

Faced with this kind of provocation, Nobi Hiroshi naturally couldn't stand it, and he directly pressed the instep of his foot into the girl's heel, and began an inhumane elegy.

"It's bad...it's going to break down again..."

Shizuka's hands were against the wall, and he held Shizuka in his arms, leaning against the girl's back. His center of gravity moved up and down, forward and backward, with a very small deviation.

Nobi Hiroshi kissed her pink lips lightly. It was difficult for him to exert his full strength, and it was hard to say whether his speed could reach half of his usual speed.

Due to the narrow space, every time I tried to move halfway, my butt would hit the wall.

But even so, the sweet girl still couldn't resist the harassment. Her rosy face pressed against the wall, she stuck out her pink tongue, and she gasped.

Her beautiful eyes were full of spring, like a pool of autumn water, reflecting the heart-shaped moon, and she was uttering incomprehensible words, and the scene was in chaos for a while.

This is how it is between lovers, they just need to focus on clearing the jungle, while Innocent Wall has to consider more.

In case of getting some o>_

But what does it matter? This is not the point. The point is that behind this wall is the most secret private space of the entire museum.

Kurt, who was absent from work, hid on the other side of the wall, enjoying sweet potato cake with a cute blonde girl, and next to him was a white-haired old man in his sixties.

"Listen to me, the Bepura Metal Manufacturing Machine that the three of us worked together to build despite financial constraints is finally close to completion!"

"The full metal developed by Dr. Hartman is indeed an excellent metal, but the materials needed to make full metal are gradually decreasing on this earth. One day, we will no longer be able to make secret props."

"But as long as I have this machine behind me, any material, whether it's iron, aluminum, or all metal, can be converted into Bepra Metal. It can be said to be an extremely powerful machine!"

With cake crumbs made by his granddaughter on the corners of his mouth, Bepra excitedly recounted the results of his years of hard work in research and development.

They lived frugally, had no funds, and relied entirely on the hands of big men, devoting themselves wholeheartedly to invention and research in a dark environment.

The hard times were filled with tears, but fortunately the process lived up to expectations and he is about to complete his lifelong pursuit and become the greatest scientist in the world!

If they just endure for a few more days, this life of living like a mouse at the bottom of society will come to an end. Bepra couldn't help but burst into tears, with two lines of tears silently flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"In this way, we don't have to worry about the problem of insufficient resources, and the secret props can continue to develop!"

Kurt was like a brainwashed cultist, so excited that he could hardly hold his knife and fork.

"Hahaha, not bad!"

"If this continues, my name as the genius Bepra will be immortalized in history!"

The old man fell into fantasy again.

"Tsk, Grandpa, you've already left your name in history, but it's a bad one."

Looking at the two people boasting, Jin Jia calmly took a bite of sweet potato cake.

With her cheeks drooping and her face expressionless, she glanced at the Bepra metal transformation machine in the laboratory and sighed.

Grandpa is about to succeed, but she just can't be happy...

Because her grandfather was a fugitive, the girl had to live in a depressing space all year round.

Being cheerful is just on the surface. Who can know her true thoughts deep down in her heart?

Bepura has her own reasons for persisting, but her reasons...maybe it's family affection.

He has been wandering since infancy, and has only seen the world through books and oral narration.

As she grows older, Jin Jia feels more and more lonely. She is like a bird that longs to spread its wings and fly high, but is trapped in a cage for life.

The only outsider I know is a silly boy who studies inventions with his grandfather every day. He comes here just to get a free meal.

But even so, Jin Jia still cherishes the first friend she met.

Chapter 169 Misunderstanding

"Jinjia, the milk seems to be out of use. Can you please get some more?"

After eating the sweet potato cake, Bepura usually needs a glass of milk to replenish calcium in the body.

Elderly people with osteoporosis do need understanding. They cannot walk with their legs and have to rely on floating chairs to travel. They can be said to be unable to take care of themselves.

"Alas, there is really nothing I can do about you. Wait a moment, Grandpa. I'll go get it now."

Jin Jia sighed slightly, put down the cutlery in his hand, stood up, and prepared to secretly go to the museum to steal some supplies.

Anyway, it's all public property, so it's hard to be caught stealing. Even if she doesn't want to, there's nothing she can do about it, this is her way of survival.

Instead of relying on grandpa to support the family, it is better to make the curator suffer a little more.

Jin Jia came to the next room, lay down, and raised her buttocks high. The orange stars and the moon hidden in her wrinkled skirt occasionally appeared.

Small, light and easy to carry.

"Huh, I can go outside again."