The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1482 70? The Gold Content

"The size of the red leaves is a bit outrageous..."

No wonder I don't usually buy clothes.

"These extra-large cups are indeed quite hard to buy."

As Fujino pondered, the relevant formulas automatically began to be calculated, applying the mysterious little piece of information that he had just 'accidentally' overheard.

In his memory, generally speaking, for numbers with letters like these, the numbers represent the underbust measurement, and the letters represent the difference between the underbust and overbust measurements.

Combining the two gives you the data for the area below the chest and the highest point of the chest.

Fujino immediately realized that the number they were referring to was centimeters—in the clothing industry, there are European sizes and universal sizes; normally, the larger ones are centimeters, and the smaller ones are European sizes.

For example, the legendary 36D, which means an underbust measurement of 36 cm, uses the European size. Converted, it is 80D, which means the difference between the underbust measurement of 80 cm and the overbust measurement is D, and the height is about 17.5 cm.

This English letter has an internationally recognized size chart. 7.5 cm or less corresponds to AA cup. Each letter above that corresponds to 2.5 cm, representing the English letters A, B, C, D, E, F, G, which distinguish between small, medium, large, and extra-large cups.

Use this formula to convert.

Hongye's 70G represents the difference between her underbust measurement of 70 cm and the highest point of her bust measurement, which is G. Substituting this into the size chart, we can get a final measurement of 25 cm.

In other words, her highest point is 25 centimeters, which is an extra-large cup.

Converted to European size, it is 32G.

Compared to the legendary perfect figure, she has a narrower waist and a fuller figure.

Even when converted to European sizes, its size is quite considerable, even larger than the memory of some computers.

By using the same data, we can obtain other dimensions and draw conclusions about body size comparisons.

Sonoko is a 63C, with an underbust measurement of 63 cm and a height of 15 cm. Although she is not as tall as Ooka Momiji, her waist is thinner, which makes her figure appear more proportionate.

Xiaolan is a 68D, with an underbust measurement of 68 cm and a height of 17.5 cm. Although she is slightly taller than Yuanzi, her higher underbust measurement means a thicker waist, so the final result is not much different from Yuanzi's.

If we're going to compare, the red leaves are the clear winner.

Based on the data, both of these players are medium cups, while Ooka Momiji is an extra-large cup.

They could be crushed to death in one fell swoop.

There was even a difference of two sizes, EF, in the middle, with each size representing 2.5 centimeters. By the time we got to the red maple trees, the difference was almost 7.5 centimeters in height.

The actual performance clearly shows that they are not even in the same league.

As for the last H, Fujino didn't want to think about it anymore; like Momiji, it was an extra-large cup.

After all, she's a mother, so the extra-large cup size is understandable.

The only thing Fujino couldn't understand was how Yukiko Kudo had managed to hide her H.

After all, you can't tell from the appearance at all.

"But why am I thinking about these things?"

Fujino pondered for a moment and suddenly realized that thinking about other people's bra sizes seemed a little perverted.

Hmph, but thinking about it, Koyo isn't a pervert, after all, she's his wife, and Sonoko shouldn't count either.

Fujino thought for a moment and decided to try Momiji's extra-large cup if he had the chance, to see if it felt like touching a car window at 100 mph, just like the rumors said.

Compared to Fujino, who was full of thoughts.

Conan appeared more obedient, with his arms crossed and a look of near-death in his eyes, yet also a hint of anticipation.

'Ran's swimsuit?'

'Thinking about it, it sounds pretty good!'

As for that old woman…

'well!'

Conan's feelings were complicated.

Fujino glanced at Conan beside him, narrowed his eyes, and stroked his chin: "Should we knock this kid out?"

He suddenly realized a problem: he would definitely see them change into their swimsuits soon.

This kid looks like an honest child...

But others don't know, yet he doesn't?
This thing contains a high school student, and this high school student seems to be quite lecherous.

Ran and Yukiko Kudo are one thing, but Momiji and Sonoko...

It seems this kid can't be kept around.

Fujino thought this to himself.

Conan suddenly felt as if he was being watched by something terrifying.

He swallowed hard and looked over, following a whim.

Then, he saw Fujino stroking his chin and looking him over.

Conan couldn't help but shiver: "Fujino-nii-san, why are you looking at me like that?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes and said bluntly, "I'm wondering if I should just knock you out."

Conan: "???"

Conan silently typed a series of question marks at these inexplicable words, and couldn't help but swallow again before asking, "Why?"

Fujino's expression remained unchanged: "If I saw your Ran-neechan in her swimsuit, would you be jealous?"

Conan's expression immediately changed, his face turning bright red as he said, "Why would I be jealous?"

Fujino stroked his chin: "You're not angry?"

Conan didn't speak, but his face full of resentment, and the expression that said "If you dare look at me, I'll run you over," conveyed all the unspoken words he wanted to say.

Fujino nodded in agreement: "Yes, I don't really want you to see the autumn leaves and the garden either."

"...?"

Conan silently typed a question mark and gave Fujino a confused look.

He couldn't help but think, "It's one thing that Ooka Momiji is a rich young lady, but why won't Sonoko let people see her?"

"Not letting others see it means you're jealous?"

"Doesn't jealousy mean you like someone, or that there's some special relationship between you?"

Conan's mind raced, and he thought to himself, "Sonoko is pursuing Fujino, and Fujino likes Sonoko. Isn't this a two-way street?"

"Did Sonoko, that love-obsessed gossip, really succeed in getting together with someone she loves?"

"Wait a minute, this is a garden! This is a garden!"

"How on earth did you fall for that gossipy old woman, Sonoko?!"

"Don't be ridiculous! Someone actually likes that gossipy old woman, Sonoko?!"

"Fujino, wake up, wake up! Don't be so desperate!"

Conan knew Sonoko all too well, and it was precisely because of this understanding that his eyes were filled with fear and confusion for a moment.

He couldn't understand what Fujino saw in Sonoko, that gossipy old woman...

More importantly...

"Besides Sonoko, there's also that Momiji-san!" "Both of them are pursuing Fujino, and Fujino is interested in both of them. What's going on here?"

"Is this still reality? Where did I go?"

Conan's mind raced, and he felt like his brain was about to explode.

I've even started to wonder if I'm still asleep and dreaming.

[The changing room is waiting for you~]

Just as Conan was completely bewildered and questioning his existence, Fujino's phone suddenly received a message.

The message was sent by Ooka Momiji.

Fujino stared at the message on his phone, lost in thought: "What on earth is Koyo saying?"

"Could it be..."

Fujino frowned, immediately thinking of the little story in the locker room.

Yes, this kind of situation, this kind of little story.

The red leaves are getting bolder and bolder...

Fujino silently complained to himself, glanced at Conan who was pale-faced and seemed lost in thought, then looked around and concealed himself as he walked toward the changing room.

"Over here!"

Ooka Momiji peeked out from behind the curtain in the changing room. When she saw Fujino, she stretched out her bare hand and greeted him softly.

Fujino looked around to make sure that Yukiko Kudo and Ran were picking out swimsuits and hadn't noticed them, then slowly approached them: "So, this is a changing room, you're being way too bold..."

"What's so bold about that?" Sonoko couldn't help but ask as she watched Fujino enter like a thief.

Fujino looked over and saw that in the changing room, besides Momiji, there was also a girl wearing a black swimsuit.

For a moment, his eyes filled with doubt: "Who are you?"

"Huh?" Sonoko was slightly taken aback. "Senpai, it's me..."

“She’s Sonoko.” Ooka Momiji chuckled and explained, “When she was taking off her clothes, I thought the headband was in the way, so I took it off for her.”

As she spoke, she glanced at him and said, "But it's true, Sonoko, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be hard to recognize you after you took off your headband."

Fujino also took a closer look and found that it was indeed Sonoko. He thought to himself, "The face shape is still the same, except that there is a natural fringe on the top of her head."

"Although it's not the first time I've seen this... it's still incredibly outrageous."

"It's like taking off the headband, unleashing your true appearance, it's practically like becoming a completely different person, right..."

"No wonder she was mistaken for Shiho Miyano back then."

"You know what, they do look quite alike."

Sonoko's looks are actually quite good; in fact, her face is pretty. However, wearing a headband that exposes her large forehead does somewhat diminish her overall appearance.

However, it also has its own unique characteristics.

At least you can recognize it from a distance, just like Ran's unicorn horn.

Now, if you cover your forehead, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a beautiful young woman.

She can be described as having a lively personality.

“Indeed, although it’s not the first time, I almost didn’t recognize you after you took off your headband.” Ooka Momiji couldn’t help but nod in agreement, and asked curiously, “Why do you wear a headband every day?”

"Hehehe, that's because I feel more refreshed wearing a headband." Sonoko scratched the back of her head and chuckled, then whispered sheepishly, "Besides, if I didn't conceal my looks a little, I'd get hit on by tons of people on the street, which would be too much trouble!"

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and said, "I only like seniors!"

Fujino gave an awkward smile, not knowing what to say.

I'm just a little glad that I managed to change the subject.

If we continue to pursue the matter of being bold, then what happened today will probably become unacceptable.

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "But speaking of which, why did you two call me over here?"

"It's so you can see if our swimsuits fit!" Ooka Momiji explained to Fujino, then patted her chest to show off her white swimsuit with lace trim.

All I can say is, you're truly amazing.

32??? Just saying it out loud would be removed by some mysterious force.

It's really hard to find suitable clothes.

"Ahem!" Sonoko sensed something was amiss and coughed lightly, trying to draw attention: "After all, Momiji said that you, senpai, don't seem to like being seen by others..."

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and laughed, "So, we were thinking of just letting you see it, senior!"

"Speaking of which, how is my swimsuit?" Ooka Momiji picked up the conversation, then looked a little troubled: "Speaking of which, although the swimsuits here have my size, they are still a bit small."

The gardener glanced at the red leaves and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This lady still loves Versailles as much as ever...

Those two are so big, they could have killed me, right?

hateful!

Sonoko smacked her lips, then hugged her chest tightly and laughed, "Hey, senpai, which of our swimsuits do you think looks better?"

Ooka Momiji, on the other hand, looked confident, with her arms naturally crossed over her chest, appearing calm and unhurried, but silently looking at Fujino with eyes full of expectation.

Looking at the two girls in front of him, who filled him with anticipation and made him want to make his own judgment.

Fujino was at a loss for words.

If we're talking about XP, Momiji definitely wins hands down, after all, her figure speaks for itself. But Sonoko isn't too bad either, just slightly inferior to Momiji...

It might be more than just a little.

Fujino only thought for a moment before blurting out, speaking at an astonishing speed, "I think Momiji has her own beauty, and Sonoko has her own charm. People can't be compared. Momiji looks more mature, but she's still cute. Sonoko, on the other hand, is more innocent, with a hint of girlish vitality. If I had to say, Momiji is more like a mature adult, while Sonoko has more of a girlish feel."

"..."

The two of them were taken aback, not quite understanding what Fujino had said.

(Fujino wants to say, both of you have been censored)
(The pictures can't be uploaded at all; they're in the group album.)
Faced with Fujino's astonishing will to survive, the two of them couldn't help but chuckle.

Hongye chuckled and said, "Alright, we're not jealous or trying to compete. We just wanted to ask if the swimsuits suit us."

As she spoke, she gave a helpless look: "You don't need to react so strongly."

“Yes, yes, senior, you don’t need to worry too much. We’re not like what you think…” Sonoko chimed in, then glanced at Ooka Momiji next to her: “After all, Momiji has a great figure, so it’s only natural that she looks good in a swimsuit.”

She puffed out her cheeks slightly: "Although I do feel a little jealous, it's just envy!"

"If anyone should be envious, it should be you, Sonoko." Koyo chuckled, then sighed and pinched her belly: "You're so slim, Sonoko, but I have so much fat on my belly that I can't seem to lose it."

"I want more fat, you know." Sonoko was displeased by this and reached out to start touching Momiji. "Momiji, you already have a great figure, okay? And you're still envying me? Take this..."

"Wait a minute, eh... oh dear."

"..."

Fujino looked at the two people arguing in front of him and was speechless for a moment.

However, at least the war didn't reach him, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)