Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 187 Xiaolan's Date Invitation

Very comfortable though.

But Kousaka Haruhiko always felt that something was wrong.

Everything in front of them looked so familiar, almost the same as the time when the two of them first tasted the forbidden fruit here.

The fair and plump body dances freely on the soft big bed.

"Miyano Shiho" had her head sunk deeply into the pillow, her short brown hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her snow-white neck, her delicate and upturned nose was also covered with fine beads of sweat, and her little mouth trembled slightly as if she wanted to say something.

But each time it was interrupted by Haruhiko's attacks and turned into a soft and weak moan.

Even the bloodstains on the sheets were similar.

But he just had a vague sense of strangeness, but he could not figure out where the awkwardness was.

Moreover, the current atmosphere does not allow him much room for thinking.

Whether it is the plump and fleshy thighs.

Whether it is the cool and refreshing fragrance of the other person, it makes people unable to help but indulge in it and be brought into the atmosphere.

Haruhiko thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember it, so he just gave up and focused on the matter at hand.

After a while.

He put his arm around Miyano Shiho's waist, wanting to pick her up from the bed and move to a new battlefield.

But when he put his hand on him, he found that the other person had a pistol hidden on his waist.

"You brought this again? Didn't you have enough fun with it last time?" Haruhiko looked at the weapon in his hand, "Well, since you like it, I'll go crazy with you again."

When Vermouth heard this, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then, the bastard started speaking strange lines, with his hand on the trigger from time to time.

And because he didn't know the bullet was loaded, he was particularly unscrupulous.

On the contrary, Vermouth was very nervous because she might be accidentally injured at any time.

Adding to the original buff, these two buffs are superimposed together.

Even a woman like Vermouth who has seen the world could not bear it for a moment.

She slowly opened her eyes.

A drop of sweat dripped from Kousaka Haruhiko's chin, gradually growing larger in her field of vision, and finally falling precisely into her eyes.

Vermouth's vision became blurry.

...

Toru Amuro was driving his beloved car at high speed on the road.

While waiting for the signal, he checked the time.

It will take about 5 minutes to reach Kosaka Haruhiko's office.

Logically speaking, he should have appeared there first, and after Vermouth was hit, he would emerge as a winner.

While taking Vermouth away, he also showed his power to the boy named Kousaka and recruited him for his own use.

Kosaka Haruhiko is in his subsequent plans.

It is also a very important part.

However, the laboratory specially prepared to lure Vermouth into the trap caused quite a commotion.

He had to personally handle the follow-up matters. The people from the Metropolitan Police Department were not easy to deal with, and in the end he had to mobilize the connections and power of the top leaders to reluctantly get them to give up the investigation.

But it's all worth it.

Because he and Vermouth are too close, the other party can easily detect his abnormality, so Bourbon chooses to strike first and deliberately set a trap for her to fall into.

And he had no intention of killing Vermouth, it would be more useful to keep her.

But it takes a little trick to make that terrible woman become an obedient dog.

Organizing the research of new drugs is a good idea.

Toru Amuro was indeed secretly researching that kind of drug, and initial results were seen.

He planned to conduct an experiment on Vermouth and Haruhiko Kousaka, and it just so happened that the two people were in completely different mental states.

One is Vermouth, who is filled with strong hatred after being plotted against, and the other is Haruhiko Kousaka, who has had contact with them before and is always hesitant about whether to join them.

Which one will be more obedient?
As Toru Amuro was thinking, the red light turned green.

But the car in front was slow to start. I could vaguely see the driver making a phone call with the music in the car blaring loudly.

Toru Amuro honked the horn several times to urge them on, but it was still no use.

The van following closely behind also honked its horn several times to urge them to go faster, and Toru Amuro was stuck in the middle and unable to turn.

He had no choice but to open the door and get out of the car, then walked over to check the situation of the car in front.

Years of undercover work have enabled him to develop the ability to maintain his character at all times.

Faced with this situation, the most normal reaction would definitely be to walk over and scold harshly. He even thought of the swear words on the way.

But when the car window rolled down, what appeared was a face stored in the database of his brain.

James Blake.

A senior FBI agent who is in charge of directing the national task force investigating the Black Organization.

but……

Why did I meet him here?
Is it a coincidence, or...

Amuro Toru's good mental state prevented his expression from changing at all: "Stinky old man! How can I get through if you're blocking my way here?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. Amuro." Agent James pushed his glasses up his nose. "Or is it more appropriate to call you Bourbon?"

Amuro Toru's spirit suddenly tensed up.

He reached for the gun at his waist, but the other party had anticipated his move and aimed the black muzzle at his forehead.

"What do you mean?" Amuro Toru kept reaching for his waist.

"Nothing, I just want to talk to you." Agent James pushed open the car door while holding the gun, and Toru Amuro realized that the surrounding blocks had been cleared.

Could it be that the FBI is targeting him?
There were footsteps behind me.

Toru Amuro saw from the rearview mirror two men in work clothes getting out of a truck and surrounding him.

Toru Amuro initially thought they were FBI agents, but when the two men approached.

The revealed face made Amuro Toru feel like he was falling into an icy cave again.

"Bourbon, I didn't expect it was really you." Gin gently lifted the brim of his hat, his face full of joy and cruelty at seeing his prey.

The sunglasses worn by Vodka beside him also reflected a cold light.

"Gin...you guys?" Amuro Toru was a little confused for a moment. He looked at James and asked, "Are you an undercover agent of the organization?"

"No, we are just partners." James shook his head.

Amuro Toru's eyes widened: "The FBI is cooperating with the organization? Are you kidding me?"

"Times have changed. With the emergence of that drug, we have seen an unimaginable path." James put away the gun. With Gin by his side, there was no need for an old man like him to take action.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's similar to what you did secretly, but what we want is greater...peace." Agent James paused. "World peace."

Amuro Toru's voice was filled with anger: "I will never allow you to do whatever you want in my country."

"Regarding this... the stability of this country is ultimately determined by us. You have no right to interfere," James said calmly. "Furthermore, I'm able to stand here and arrest you because I've been authorized by the true rulers of this country."

Amuro Toru's face was cold.

Before he infiltrated the organization, he suspected that the organization could exist for so long and that there might be a mysterious force behind it.

Everything I encountered after infiltrating the organization further confirmed this suspicion.

The existence of this black organization with blood on its hands is one of the most useful tools for certain forces.

But he never expected that the power behind the FBI would actually cooperate with the organization.

Was it a sudden idea, or had they been in contact for a long time?
Amuro Toru wasn't so sure.

"I'll leave him to you, is that okay?" Agent James said to Gin.

"I am only responsible for killing people. Other things are not my business." Gin said coldly.

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it. Give my regards to Mr. Karasuma Renye for me. I look forward to meeting him again."

Gin remained expressionless and said nothing.

Agent James turned around and got into the car. From the rearview mirror he saw Toru Amuro being pushed into the back of the truck by two people.

The red light turned green again.

As Agent James was driving through the intersection, he heard a gunshot behind him.

...

midnight.

Kosaka Exorcism Office.

After recovering her strength, Vermouth got up from the bed and looked at Kousaka Haruhiko who was sleeping soundly beside her with a fierce look in her eyes.

She moved to the edge of the bed, her white bare feet tapping lightly on the floor.

My legs went weak and I almost fell.

This damn guy must be made to pay the price.

Kill him, absolutely kill him.

Vermouth's mind was full of this thought.

She walked towards the living room cautiously because the bastard had just thrown the pistol onto the balcony in front of the living room window.

As for why she went to the window - Vermouth didn't want to recall.

If she hadn't been unable to move, she would have used this thing to end his life.

She endured the tearing pain and walked to the window. The cold white moonlight shone through the glass onto her perfect body, reflecting a few places with a diamond-like bright light.

Those were the places that Haruhiko had paid special attention to.

Vermouth picked up the gun and felt a little more confident. At the same time, she tried her best to control herself from looking at the faint lipstick mark on the glass in front of her.

Because if she watches too much, she might lose her mind.

Bourbon's threat has not yet been realized, so it is important to remain calm at this time.

But as soon as she turned around, she was almost shocked to the point of losing her mind by the scene before her.

On the floor, a thin line of bright silver extended from the bedroom.

Damn it, he must not be allowed to stay in this world!
Vermouth walked towards the bedroom angrily, even forgetting to clean up.

So - there was another thin silk thread on the floor.

Coming to the bedside and looking at Kousaka Haruhiko's sweet sleeping face, Vermouth became even more furious.

Twice. Twice in a row, the plan against this kid went awry.

Last time, he used some strange means to turn the tables and almost got himself into trouble.

This time she was very cautious, but she didn't expect to be tricked by Bourbon and end up getting herself into trouble.

Is he his own nemesis?

When Vermouth thought about how she had been manipulated like a rag doll by the other party, her heart was filled with anger.

Die and pay the price for your rude behavior.

Vermouth aimed the crosshairs at Haruhiko's heart, her hand on the trigger, but she didn't shoot.

For some reason, a strong emotion suddenly surged in her heart.

This boy...seems to be quite good-looking.

It’s strange, why do I suddenly have this feeling?

Vermouth temporarily stopped her plan to kill Haruhiko. She just sat by the bed, quietly watching him sleeping.

Gradually, my heart was filled with a quiet and peaceful mood.

She suddenly wanted to protect the boy in front of her, not wanting him to get hurt, and to meet any request he made.

Vermouth put down the weapon in her hand, then gently placed her hand on Haruhiko's face, stroking it gently.

Then she held Haruhiko's face in her arms again, using her magnificent breasts to feel the other's taste.

"Don't make trouble."

Haruhiko said drowsily in his sleep.

Vermouth didn't know that the reason she felt this way was actually because of the drugs that had invaded her body before.

That disk contained another mixture of chemicals based on the organization's new drug research.

Of course, it is impossible to control a person with just this substance. There are many supporting methods to follow. Bourbon originally wanted to use Vermouth and Haruhiko Kousaka to practice how strong this control method is.

But unexpectedly, an accident happened halfway.

So Haruhiko's weapon just happened to play this role.

And it works better.

At this moment, Vermouth looked at Haruhiko as if he were her own child, but it was a little different because this disobedient child had just given her a lot of trouble.

half an hour.

Vermouth put Haruhiko down and used some tricks to make him temporarily fall into a deeper sleep.

She couldn't be affectionate with him yet.

She had to deal with that Bourbon problem.

Although Vermouth was a little confused that Bourbon had not come to her door, it would still be a problem if she didn't get rid of him.

Before leaving, she pulled Haibara Ai out from under the bed, told her and Haruhiko to be careful, and then left.

After Vermouth left.

Haibara Ai stood by the bed with her shoulders folded, looking unhappy.

This is no wonder. Anyone who is left under the bed and listened to their boyfriend being intimate with another woman for several hours would probably not feel very good.

What made her even more dissatisfied was that the bastard was calling her name.

But it seems that he cannot be blamed entirely, after all, he was also plotted against.

Although Haruhiko always gets the upper hand over that terrible woman Vermouth, and even makes her return in disgrace.

But this kind of "cheap" is not what Haibara Ai wants to see.

Haibara Ai hesitated for a long time, but finally woke him up.

Haruhiko opened his eyes and looked at the unhappy Huibara Ai: "Eh? Why did you become smaller again?

Why are you looking at me like that?
Wasn’t that enough just now?”

A series of soul-searching questions caused the anger that Haibara Ai had just suppressed to surge up again.

Her little fists were clenched tightly.

However, Haruhiko had just woken up and his mind was not clear yet, so he didn't notice that something was wrong with Haibara Ai.

He placed Haibara Ai on his lap like a kitten, and gently sniffed the fragrance of her short brown hair.

Haruhiko noticed that the fair little feet in his hands were trembling slightly.

Is it emo again?
Haruhiko hugged her tightly and said what he thought was the right love words without thinking: "By the way, your body seemed a lot fuller than last time. Is it the effect of drug A?"

This sentence also made Haibara Ai break down instantly.

She finally couldn't control her anger anymore and raised her little foot to step hard on Haruhiko.

...

the next day.

early morning.

After using the toilet, Haruhiko came out rubbing little Haruhiko's body. He glanced resentfully at Haibara Ai who was wearing a children's apron and helping him make breakfast in the kitchen.

Because the gas stove in his house was quite high, Haibara Ai had to stand on a small stool and tiptoe to cook.

Her petite figure and cold, serious expression make her look very cute.

It's just that he was too rough. He still feels pain from the kick he received last night.

Haruhiko walked over and watched Haibara Ai throw the chopped green onions into the pot.

"What?" Haibara Ai said without turning her head.

"You kicked me so hard yesterday. I saw it's all swollen." Haruhiko put his arms around her shoulders. Because she was standing on a stool, his chin could just rest on her soft hair.

The aroma of warm milk penetrated my nose.

"That's your punishment." Huiyuan Ai said dissatisfiedly, "You can't even tell me and Vermouth apart. I am now skeptical of your previous promise."

Haruhiko swiftly changed the subject, which was difficult to answer: "What if it breaks?"

Huiyuan Ai used the back of her hand holding the shovel to brush her hair: "Humph, that's just right, it saves you from always going out and messing around with other girls."

"Then what should you do?"

"What should we do?" Haibara Ai turned her head, her clear big eyes full of confusion.

Haruhiko blinked and smiled.

Huiyuan Ai instantly understood the meaning of his words, her face flushed red as she said, "Who, who would... well, I'm not the same as you, a hentai."

"So this is the image I have in your mind?"

"That's what it is."

Huiyuan Ai turned around and continued to stir the ingredients in the pot, but after a few stirs, she suddenly exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

Haruhiko: "Let me try and see if it still works."

"Kousaka Haruhiko, you bastard!!" Haibara Ai waved the shovel like a kitten with its fur standing on end. "Believe it or not, I will chop you down."

"Stop making trouble and focus on cooking." Haruhiko held her small shoulders to prevent her from moving.

Haibara Ai struggled a few times, but couldn't escape the other party's clutches.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in from the open window, gently lifting the hem of her skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs faintly visible.

Over time.

Haibara Ai could no longer hold the shovel in her hand.

The little feet in white socks also stood on tiptoe.

—

Today is not the weekend, but because Genta and the others have not returned from the exchange activity organized by the school, Haibara Ai did not participate because she found it boring.

Therefore, she actually doesn't have to go to school today.

"I'll take a leave of absence to accompany you. There's nothing much to do at school anyway." When Haruhiko said this in the morning, Haibara Ai was actually a little happy.

But only one morning had passed.

Haibara Ai felt that enough was enough and she didn't want to stay with this guy anymore.

nausea!

hentai!

Breakfast is preserved egg and lean meat porridge, with some pickles and a fried egg.

These are all the flavors that Haruhiko likes, and Haibara Ai is gradually adapting to and learning this kind of cooking.

Ai Haibara sat on a stool in the restaurant, stirring the bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge with a spoon.

To be honest, the taste is average, but the presentation is good.

The shredded pork was cut to perfection, the preserved eggs were specially purchased from a mysterious ancient country, and the rice was wrapped in crystal clear porridge with just the right viscosity.

But Haibara Ai looked at the porridge in the bowl and was unable to pick up her chopsticks.

It’s not because I can’t accept such an evil ingredient as preserved egg.

In fact, after trying to eat century eggs several times, Haibara Ai has gradually felt the wonderful taste contained in this seemingly scary ingredient.

Mainly because of the crystal clear porridge in the bowl, it reminded her of some bad memories.

I ate enough while cooking just now.

That bastard is simply unreasonable.

vomit!
She slammed the bowl down on the table with a loud bang.

"What's wrong?" Haruhiko looked confused.

"Here, I want to eat fried eggs." Haibara Ai pushed the bowl over and snatched all the fried eggs and ham from Haruhiko's plate.

Haruhiko was a little confused, so he took the century egg and lean meat porridge that Haibara Ai hadn't touched and started drinking it in big gulps.

Halfway through breakfast, Haruhiko received a text message from Mao Li Ran.

Xiaolan first asked Haruhiko why he didn't come to school. After Haruhiko explained, she felt relieved.

Then she suddenly made a request that caught Haruhiko off guard.

"Can you go out with me this weekend? I want to deliver something to my new family."

Haruhiko looked at the small words on the screen. Even through the screen, he could feel how much courage Xiaolan had used to type these words.

"it is good."

Haruhiko's reply was concise and to the point.

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