Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 62 Mrs. Sato, things are really not what you think
Haruhiko rubbed his eyes and wondered if this was his home.

He turned and walked out with a look of disbelief on his face. The setting sun shone on his face. A housewife across the street was cleaning the windows on the second floor.

Haruhiko looked up at the shabby sign of his house to confirm that he was in the right place.

He pushed the door open and entered the office again. Looking at the completely new first floor, he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.

A lot of new tables and chairs have been added to the office area on the first floor, and the originally damaged walls have been repaired. It can be said that the office area on the first floor of the firm now really looks a bit like a formal company.

Haruhiko hurried upstairs with the snack box, only to find that the living area on the second floor had also been turned upside down.

All the electrical appliances, including sofas, furniture, refrigerators, etc., were replaced with new ones. And just looking at the decoration style, you can tell that the price is not cheap, far beyond what Haruhiko can afford.

He stepped on the soft carpet and walked to the dining table, where he saw a note under the coffee cup.

Haruhiko picked up the note and read it:

"This gift is your reward for saving me. Enjoy your life, great detective. Our fate ends here. If you get involved with a woman as unfortunate as me, you will go to hell."

Haruhiko looked at the note and smiled bitterly. He had vaguely felt that something was wrong with Haibara Ai these past few days, as if she was planning something. He didn't expect that she would leave without saying goodbye in this way.

Looking at everything in the room, this really seems like that guy's style. Even when expressing kindness to others, he uses such a cold way.

However, Haruhiko could probably guess where Haibara Ai was going. She should be staying at the professor's house, and then began to observe Kudo Shinichi's condition after he became smaller.

According to normal logic, Haruhiko and she would not have the chance to meet again.

However, Haibara Ai didn't know that Haruhiko knew that her online friend was Professor Agasa.

If I suddenly appear in front of her, will she be scared?

When he thought of the panic expression on her cold little face, Haruhiko couldn't help but smile.

Besides, how could I let such a nice rich girl run away?

However, he did not go to the doctor's house to disturb her immediately. He decided to give her a few days to adapt to the new environment.

As for now, of course, I want to enjoy the happiness brought by my new home.

Haruhiko opened the refrigerator door and looked at the dazzling array of food piled inside, his mouth watering unconsciously.

...

Over the next few days, Haruhiko returned to the life of an ordinary high school student.

Every day, I go to school, go to the kendo club, go to the cafeteria to grab fried noodles and bread, receive love letters from girls I don’t know, etc…

That's right, as Haruhiko's kendo skills improved, he already had a place in the kendo club. After his soul was replaced with a new one, his entire temperament also changed dramatically.

Now many girls from the same school have shown their affection for him.

However, Haruhiko politely declined. He felt that since he might be targeted by the winery, it would be better for him to avoid getting involved with these ordinary people as much as possible.

Of course, if it was someone of the level of Miss Sonoko or Kitty Shirley who came forward, Haruhiko felt that it would be okay to just expose the organization if all else failed.

Thinking of Suzuki Sonoko, she hasn't come to school these days. I heard that she was grounded by her father.

However, from what Haruhiko heard when Ran Mouri was talking on the phone, she seemed to be in a good mood. Sonoko even declared that she would go out for a good time once her father calmed down.

Haruhiko was very excited by what Sonoko mentioned on the phone, such as the seaside villa and the luxury cruise ship.

There is a high probability of encountering various cases in these places, which is full of experience points.

On Friday, after school.

Haruhiko did not attend the kendo club practice today. He planned to visit Sato Miwako.

He first went to the gift shop to buy some gifts for visiting patients, and then found Mihua Hospital according to the address.

There were not many people in the hospital at this time. After asking the nurse at the front desk about the location of the ward, Haruhiko took the elevator to the floor where Sato was.

The elevator door opened, and the corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Nurses in nursing uniforms were walking between the wards with notebooks in their hands. There were also a few people like Haruhiko who came to visit the patients with gifts.

Haruhiko walked to Sato Miwako's ward and knocked on the door gently.

"Wait a minute." Miwako's voice came from inside the house, "Ouch!"

Then there was a scream.

Haruhiko was a little confused as to what she was doing in there.

Not long after, the door opened and Sato Miwako, wearing a hospital gown, stood in front of the door.

Her face was a little flushed after exercise, her short hair was slightly soaked with sweat, and she had no makeup on her face, but her long eyelashes and elastic skin still had a dazzling charm.

It seems like she is getting better now. Is she going to be discharged from the hospital?

But when Haruhiko lowered his head, he saw that her calf was still tied with a medical bandage.

"Why are you here?" Sato Miwako looked a little surprised.

"Of course I came to visit you. We are comrades who have fought side by side with you, right?" Haruhiko smiled.

"You're the one who abandoned your companions." Miwako emphasized, but she still turned sideways, "Come in first."

Haruhiko walked into the ward and placed the gifts he brought on the small table.

There are four beds in this ward, but three of them are empty and only the bed by the window is in use.

On the bedside table were water cups, oranges, and a book called "The Bride's Guide."

When Haruhiko saw the book, he subconsciously shuddered.

Miwako Sato sat on the edge of the bed with her legs swinging in the air, and the pink slippers on her feet looked cute.

Haruhiko sat on the bed across from her, looking at her legs in confusion. "Why don't you look like your condition is getting worse? Instead, you seem full of energy."

Meiwazi glared at him and said, "Who told you that? My leg has healed a long time ago, but my mom won't let me leave the hospital. I feel like my body is rusting."

As she spoke, she lifted up her bandaged leg and gave Haruhiko a standard kick.

But because he was wearing slippers, he accidentally threw them away.

Haruhiko grabbed the slipper flying towards his face and said, "Officer Sato, is this how you receive visitors?"

Miwako Sato: "It's a mistake. Please give me back my shoes."

As she said this, she stretched her foot into the air and signaled Haruhiko to throw his shoes on the ground.

Haruhiko held the slippers and made a throwing gesture in the air.

Miwako immediately cooperated by pointing her toes upwards, revealing her slightly pink soles.

call out--

Haruhiko accurately put the slippers on her white, jade-like feet.

Sato Miwako retracted her foot and continued to dangle under the edge of the bed: "You really got a lot of attention this time, hero."

As one of the parties involved, Miwako Sato must be aware of the series of actions taken by Haruhiko and knows that he played a key role in the subsequent investigation of the case.

"You're too polite. I'm just stronger." Haruhiko said modestly.

"Lucky, huh?" Sato Miwako was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that something was amiss with what Haruhiko said. "You little brat, you really don't know how to be humble."

Haruhiko: "I'm a relatively honest person."

Sato Miwako curled her lips. "Is this the kind of honesty that involves tricking a fellow fighter into a car and then acting irrationally while she's changing clothes?"

Haruhiko was shocked. "Why can you describe my noble act of dying for my companions in such a vulgar way?"

"Because you are so despicable, and after you saved the princess, you forgot your companion like me in the car, you bastard!" Sato Miwako became angry again when she mentioned this, and raised her leg to throw the slippers at Haruhiko's face.

Haruhiko grabbed the slippers and a faint fragrance entered his nose. He looked at the pink slippers in his hand in confusion. Could it be that in this scientific world, women's feet also have a sweet smell?

Looking at the opposite side, Sato Miwako had already started swinging her little feet in the air, as if she had fallen in love with this game.

Haruhiko threw the slippers accurately at Miwako's feet and said, "You should have gained a lot this time, right? Can you get a promotion?"

Upon hearing this, Sato Miwako's face suddenly fell: "Don't mention it, I've been temporarily suspended."

"why?"

Miwako gritted her teeth and said, "Those damn bureaucrats said I deliberately detonated chemicals, which might have caused unnecessary danger. They made me relearn the police code."

Haruhiko was stunned for a moment: "But in that situation, there was no choice at all."

"That's right." Miwako seemed to have found someone who recognized her. She stood up and sat next to Haruhiko. "Those guys also said something about the possibility of polluting the nearby forest..."

Miwako Sato started to complain like crazy.

Haruhiko listened quietly and responded from time to time. It was the first time for him to see Sato Miwako like this. She shed the seriousness and maturity of her professional attire and showed the innocent side of a girl.

I complained to her about the officials from the Metropolitan Police Department and talked for a while about the follow-up handling of the case.

The nurse knocked on the door and entered the ward to deliver medicine.

The first thing the young nurse said when she saw Miwako was, "Ms. Sato, is your boyfriend here to keep you company today?"

Meiwazi was stunned for a moment: "You misunderstood, this is... my junior."

The nurse glanced ambiguously at the distance between her and Haruhiko. Because they were so excited talking just now, the two of them were too close to each other, which was not at all like the distance between ordinary friends.

Miwako blushed, stood up and ran to sit on her hospital bed.

The nurse brought the medicine, asked some questions about Miwako's condition, and then prepared to leave.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." The nurse suddenly leaned over to Miwako's ear and whispered, "Friendly reminder, the door here can be locked from the inside~"

After saying that, the nurse trotted away.

Sato Miwako was left with a slightly blushing face. It seemed that Miwako also understood the implicit meaning of the other party's words.

Haruhiko felt a bit embarrassed. Looking at the white sheets in the room, the smell of disinfectant in the air, and the "fragile" girl in her hospital gown, certain memories suddenly flashed back to him. However, he and Sato Miwako were still just acquaintances, far from a level of closeness that would unlock new knowledge.

He suddenly remembered the strange noise that came from the room when he knocked on the door before, so he asked, "By the way, what were you doing here before I came?"

Sato Miwako hesitated and said, "You can't tell the nurse."

Haruhiko: "I promise not to tell."

Miwako nodded: "I'm doing recovery training."

"Resuming training? Recovering from your leg injury?"

Miwako Sato said, "It's not the kind of recovery training you think. I felt like my body was getting rusty, so I sent my mom out to buy my favorite snacks. I took this opportunity..."

Haruhiko was speechless: "Could it be that you are doing combat training here?"

"That's right. My reaction has slowed down a lot after not practicing for a few days. My current level may only be able to beat 5 kids like you." Sato Miwako sighed.

Haruhiko: "Hey, don't treat me as a unit of measurement."

Meiwazi laughed, then suddenly remembered something, raised her wrist, and looked at the watch on it: "There's still time now, how about we have a fight?"

Haruhiko said with embarrassment, "Compared to simple physical contact, I still prefer love based on emotions..."

"Pervert! Watch out!" Miwako rushed forward and punched Haruhiko in the face.

Haruhiko fell backwards, rolled over on the bed, and landed lightly on the ground.

But when I looked up, I saw that Sato Miwako had taken off her slippers that were in the way, and her bare feet had made a dent in the soft white bed sheets, and she used the force to attack Haruhiko.

"Are you crazy? You haven't recovered yet." Haruhiko said as he ran.

Because Miwako blocked the direction to the door, Haruhiko could only run towards the window. Fortunately, the room was big enough and there was no one else there, so the two of them could do whatever they wanted.

Miwako side-kicked Haruhiko in the upper body. "You tied me up in the car, so it's not too much for me to charge you a little interest, right?"

"Are you serious?" Haruhiko had just exchanged a move with Sato Miwako, his hands numb from the shock. "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude."

He roared and rushed forward.

At this time, the young nurse who was eavesdropping through the door outside the ward opened her mouth wide. She didn't expect that Miss Sato actually liked this kind of tune. Being tied up in a car and so on, wasn't that too bold?
The young nurse ran away, covering her red face.

The battle in the house continues.

Haruhiko went from running away at the beginning to being able to fight against Miwako. This was because he felt that he could not exert his full strength without the bamboo sword.

So he could only try his newly acquired skill [Street Fighting]. Although there were not many handy weapons here, and he couldn't really use props to deal with Sato Miwako, fists and kicks seemed to be an important part of street fighting, and were enhanced by the skills.

However, it seems that too much emphasis is placed on practicality, and the effect when actually fighting is a bit weird.

"Huh?... Why do you smell like the Yakuza when you fight? Have you been recruited by the Yakuza these days?" Meiko asked puzzledly.

"Damn... were you trying to touch there just now?" Miwako's voice was a little cold.

"Where are you pointing your hand?! You dirty pervert!!" Miwako was completely furious.

Haruhiko thought to himself, I don’t want to do that either, but that’s how this skill came about, it’s instinct, it’s all the instinct of a cheat.

But seeing that Sato Miwako was getting angry, Haruhiko quickly distanced himself from her. He didn't want to bear the angry blow from this flower of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Miwako Sato jumped nimbly from one bed to another and caught up with the fleeing Haruhiko in two moves.

Haruhiko had no choice but to use his street fighting skills.

He pulled the bed sheet under Sato Miwako's feet.

Miwako lost her balance and fell flat on her face on the bed, then rolled to the ground.

Haruhiko finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this skill was quite useful at the critical moment. He had never been able to beat her before, but he knocked her out with just a slight pull of the bed sheet.

After a long pause, not seeing Sato Miwako stand up, Haruhiko walked towards Sato Miwako who was under the bed and said, "Hey, you can't cheat."

Miwako Sato didn't say anything, but covered her unbandaged ankle with her hand, with a painful expression.

"You're not really injured, are you?" Haruhiko squatted down.

Miwako Sato: "It's you. How did you learn those moves? So insidious."

Haruhiko thought this was hard to explain, so he changed the subject: "Do you want me to call the nurse?"

Meiwazi quickly stopped her: "Don't do that. It would be troublesome if my mom knew about this. I don't think she would let me go to work if I don't stay at home and lie down for a few months."

Haruhiko: "But is your ankle okay?"

"It's okay. For us criminal police, this little injury is nothing." Meizi said, "Help me to the bed first. It would be troublesome if my mom came back and saw it."

Haruhiko nodded.

Then he thought for a moment, put his hands under her knees and armpits, and picked her up in a princess hug.

Her body was much lighter than expected, and didn't look like one that could burst out with such powerful strength.

Because they had been fighting for a long time, both of them were sweating a lot. Haruhiko saw that the hair by her ears was soaked with sweat, and fine beads of sweat dripped onto her delicate collarbone, then slowly slid into the depths under her hospital gown.

The air was thick with the smell of post-war.

At this time, Sato Miwako also noticed Haruhiko's gaze, and even noticed the intimate posture of the two.

She wanted to scold Haruhiko harshly as usual, but then she thought that it was she who asked for help and it was she who initiated the fight. Wouldn't it be impolite if she said something too harsh?
But Sato Miwako instinctively felt that she should say something, at least to show her attitude, so she said the harshest words in a soft voice: "Poke your eyes."

Haruhiko wondered why she was acting like a spoiled brat again, but he quickly looked away.

But by chance, he chose to turn his head to the left, and over there, Sato Miwako's bare feet were hanging in the air.

Her feet are small, white, smooth and a little pink, a bit like the cheeks of a shy girl.

Under Haruhiko's unscrupulous gaze, Sato Miwako couldn't help but curl up her small toes to express her current mood.

However, this charming atmosphere did not last long, and Haruhiko gently put Sato Miwako on the bed.

Miwako Sato tightened her hospital gown and then pulled the quilt over her feet.

Qingyan was speechless for a moment: "Don't you want to take a look at your injuries?"

After Sato Miwako put on her armor again, she regained her policewoman demeanor and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Haruhiko figured if she said she was fine, then she was fine. It was true, though, that detectives often got injured, and since this was a science world, perhaps a nap would heal this level of damage.

After playing for a long time, Haruhiko suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to drink some water.

"The water is under the cabinet, get it yourself." Sato Miwako seemed to have predicted Haruhiko's thoughts.

Haruhiko bent down, opened the bedside table next to the bed, took out two bottles of cola, and handed one to her: "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

"This is a compulsory course for criminal police, and it requires training." Sato Miwako took the Coke.

Haruhiko pulled the ring and took a sip.

"Is this also a required course?" Haruhiko said, pointing to the "Bride's Training Guide" on the bedside table.

Sato Miwako swallowed the Coke in her mouth and said, "That... my mom bought it. It was all made up by some unscrupulous booksellers to deceive people."

Haruhiko nodded in agreement.

Miwako Sato continued to complain: "My mom also said that if I learn this, I can find the man I like. What a joke!"

Haruhiko continued nodding in agreement, "That's right, it's not that easy to find."

The can of Coke that Sato Miwako was about to bring to her lips stopped in mid-air. She raised her eyebrows and said, "You mean to say that it's difficult for me to find a man?"

Haruhiko was stunned: "Didn't you say that yourself?"

Sato Miwako put the drink can on the bedside table: "I'm just being polite. That's a girl's modesty, don't you understand?"

Haruhiko thought to himself, "So you're a girl too?" But he said, "Yes, that's what I meant."

"What do you mean? What do you think? Don't you have an opinion of your own?" Sato Miwako leaned forward, her hands resting on the bed sheet in front of her, but her eyes were as sharp as a detective's.

Haruhiko quickly surrendered: "My opinion is that Officer Satou is right."

"Damn boy, watch out!" She grabbed Haruhiko's collar and pulled him forward.

Haruhiko held a Coke in one hand and used his other hand to fight her: "Stop it, the drink is going to spill."

"People who lie must be punished accordingly." Miwako Sato strangled Haruhiko's neck. This is a common tactic used by police officers, but Miwako did not use her full strength.

Haruhiko felt the side of his face pressed against the other man's chest muscles, and he cried out for help: "I... I can't breathe!"

At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.

A middle-aged woman stood at the door holding a white plastic bag, staring blankly at the man and woman on the bed.

Miwako also heard the door open, and she remained in her pose, looking at the door, and said, "Mom? Why are you back?"

Haruhiko thought it was all over. If he was caught, there would be no way to explain himself. At the very least, he would be beaten half to death.

But unexpectedly, Sato Miwako's mother reacted in a way that Haruhiko didn't expect.

"Oops, I seem to have walked into the wrong room. Sorry, sorry, you guys continue." After saying that, she turned and left, and considerately helped the two of them close the door.

Miwako Sato, who was sitting on the bed, was stunned for a long time.

Then her shrill cry echoed throughout the entire floor: "Mom, things are not what you imagined!!!"

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