Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 97 unlocked Sato Miwako's new skin
Toda never expected that the three targets he met today would all be seduced away by that little brat.

Is this guy his nemesis?

Toda was furious and wanted to rush over and teach that boy a lesson.

But he always felt that he could not beat the other party, and this time Haruhiko did not take the initiative to cause trouble.

He just passed by here and attracted the person Toda was trying to chat with.

But this contrast and gap made Toda feel even more uncomfortable.

Toda looked at Sato Miwako's natural and friendly smile as she surrounded Haruhiko, and compared it with the mask on her face that seemed enthusiastic but subtly kept people at a distance when she was talking to him just now.

Toda sighed.

He picked up the rose on the table and turned away. He decided to lower his standards for the kind of person he wanted to chat up.

At least I have to send the flowers out today.

Toda walked down the stairs and went to look for his next target.

...

Haruhiko was thinking about what gifts to buy for the little guys in the Junior Detective League.

I felt like someone hit my shoulder.

Then a pleasant scent of perfume entered my nose.

He turned around and found that Sato Miwako had followed him.

Strange, isn't she on a mission?
Am I overthinking it? Is she really just here to go shopping, and is she getting along well with that yellow-haired guy?
Haruhiko: "I didn't expect you to like it..."

Miwako: "How come you..."

The two of them spoke at the same time and stopped talking at the same time.

Haruhiko shrugged and said modestly, "You are older, so you speak first."

Sato Miwako was shocked. "You always talk to girls like this? Have you never encountered someone who wanted to beat you up?"

"It seems so." Haruhiko thought for a moment, "I remember there was a woman in the hospital ward who wanted to fight with me. Later, she sprained her ankle and was misunderstood by the nurses as doing something obscene with me.

Oh, by the way! She was later...”

Sato Miwako elbowed him, interrupting Haruhiko's sarcastic tone. If she didn't stop this guy, he would probably talk about the fall on the boat.

Haruhiko held his waist and pretended to be in pain, but in fact, Miwako didn't use any strength at all.

Sato Miwako rolled her eyes at him, knowing that this guy was not in a serious mood, and quickly got to the point: "Why do you look like you're going to run away when you see me?"

"Huh? I thought you were working on a case so I didn't bother you." Haruhiko explained, "Isn't that right? You actually like that yellow-haired type?"

Miwako Sato looked around and found that she was too conspicuous standing here.

She pulled Haruhiko to a nearby glass window.

It's quiet here, perfect for a quiet conversation.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the busy streets outside, and the cigarette butts scattered at your feet indicate that this may be the default smoking area.

However, no one was smoking here at this time. There was only a young couple holding hands and cuddling together not far away.

The main thing is.

From this angle, you can just see every move of the person Sato Miwako is monitoring.

Haruhiko was a little confused when he was suddenly pulled over: "What are you doing?"

"I'm monitoring the target, the fat man in the baseball cap behind you." Sato Miwako turned her back to the window and observed over Haruhiko's shoulder.

Haruhiko subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look.

As a result, Sato Miwako anticipated it and grabbed his head as he tried to twist it: "Don't look, you'll be discovered."

Haruhiko felt the touch of her cool fingertips on his face and said calmly, "Oh, I thought you finally found someone you like."

"How is that possible? Do I have such bad taste?" Sato Miwako said with dissatisfaction, "I only spoke to him because I didn't want to be suspected."

Haruhiko: "Won't it arouse suspicion if you suddenly talk to me now?"

Miwako imitated the couple not far away and put her hand on his shoulder: "No, being with someone your age is more in line with my current disguise."

Haruhiko jokingly said, "So today's Sato-senpai is the kind of woman who can easily change men."

"Please don't say such disgusting things." Sato Miwako lowered her voice and secretly observed the suspect with a scrutinizing look.

Haruhiko suddenly realized that she had applied light lipstick today and her makeup was much heavier than usual.

In addition, not only is the scent of perfume on her body completely different from before and makes people reverie, but she also has an earring on her cute little earlobe, and even has cherry blossom pink manicure on her hands.

This surprised Haruhiko.

He had thought that Sato Miwako didn't wear makeup or dress up, and that she had become the flower of the Metropolitan Police Department solely by her talent. She did have that ability.

But after changing the style, it looks very fresh.

It feels like buying a new skin for your favorite hero.

Playing is more fun than usual...

He suddenly thought, could it be that what he encountered today was Meiko's new skin?
Haruhiko thought about it carefully and found that he seemed to have "collected" two exclusive skins for Sato Miwako -

【Kimono Temptation·Miwako】*1
【Fashionable Office Lady Miwako】*1
It seems so.

Perhaps in the near future, [Bunny Girl Miwako] will appear before him.

At this time, Sato Miwako also noticed his gaze.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and then she focused her attention on observing her target to hide her emotional fluctuations.

The midday sun shone through the glass window onto her snow-white neck. Her delicate skin seemed to be able to squeeze out water, making people want to take a bite.

Haruhiko asked curiously, "What's with the way you're dressed?"

"This is also part of the disguised reconnaissance. If it's too formal, staying in such an occasion for a long time will arouse suspicion." Sato Miwako explained.

"Did you dress yourself?"

"if not?"

Haruhiko exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

"This is also one of the essential skills for a criminal police officer. He must be able to change into a disguise that suits the current environment at any time." Sato Miwako looked proud.

Haruhiko thought for a moment and asked, "Can you dress up as anything?"

"Of course." Sato Miwako drew circles on Haruhiko's shoulders with her slender white fingertips, but her attention was always on the suspect.

Haruhiko pointed out the window at the front of the cake shop, where several cosplayers dressed as sexy bunny girls were standing, and said, "Is that okay?"

Miwako Sato looked back.

She crumpled Haruhiko's shirt with her slender fingers, her pink manicure painted on, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "I won't be in a situation where I need to dress up like that for the time being."

"Is that so?" Haruhiko said with some regret. "If you ever encounter such a situation, please notify me immediately."

Miwako really wanted to give this guy a shoulder throw. But she was on a mission right now, and she'd need him later, so she decided to just write this grudge down in her notebook.

Sato Miwako changed the subject: "Would you please accompany me for a walk later?"

"Where are you going?" Haruhiko was stunned.

Miwako: "Go sit near that man and see if I can overhear anything."

What? So they want to capture me as a soldier. Haruhiko was speechless. He still had to buy gifts, not to mention that Sonoko was still waiting for him upstairs.

"No, I'm not a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department. Why should I accompany you to catch the criminal?" Haruhiko turned and was about to leave.

suddenly--

His arms were hugged and he was trapped in a soft ball.

Looking back, he found Sato Miwako looking at him with pitiful eyes: "Please help me, I will definitely be suspected if I go there alone. I have been following this case for a long time. If I don't solve it, it will be a big trouble."

Haruhiko clicked his tongue and thought, wow, this "skin" can even change the personality, right?
Although he knew she was pretending to be like this, Haruhiko still sighed and said, "How long will it take? I have something else to do later."

Miwako smiled with satisfaction and smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt shoulders that she had just created.

She secretly glanced at the target over Haruhiko's shoulder and whispered, "It'll be quick. I've been following this guy for several days. He should be leaving soon."

Haruhiko discovered that only when she looked at the criminal would her eyes return to the sharp scrutiny that only a detective had.

He looked down at her extra fat wrapped in her white shirt, which was still squeezed out of shape by his arms.

Even through two layers of cloth, Haruhiko could still feel the soft, jelly-like wonderful touch.

Did she forget about it? Or did she do it on purpose?

Haruhiko was a little confused.

But he suddenly thought of another question.

"What if you hadn't met me? Are you planning to go and investigate with that yellow-haired guy?" Haruhiko asked curiously.

"Huh? Why are you asking this suddenly?" Sato Miwako was stunned, but then she noticed that Haruhiko's gaze fell on the place where their two people met.

She seemed to have just realized that their posture was somewhat ambiguous.

Miwako immediately let go of his hand: "How is that possible? He's not from the Metropolitan Police Department. It would be troublesome if he got caught."

Haruhiko pointed his finger at his nose and said, "I'm not from the Metropolitan Police Department either. I'm just a high school student."

Meiwazi patted his muscular arms and pinched them with her slender fingers, saying with satisfaction, "But you are very powerful. You overthrew a group of Yakuza by yourself, and..."

"And what?" Haruhiko asked curiously.

"Besides, if there is anyone I can turn my back to, perhaps it is only Haruhiko-kun." Miwako suddenly said seriously.

Haruhiko mercilessly exposed her: "If you put away that smile that seems to be about to show off, maybe I will really believe it."

Miwako looked puzzled. "Huh? Why is the reaction different? My mom said that the other person should be very touched by now..."

"I've already told you that your mother's tricks don't work on me." Haruhiko spread his hands.

Meiwazi said playfully, "Oh? Really? You didn't do anything strange when you got home that night at Liushuiting, did you?"

When she mentioned this, Haruhiko imagined the image of her wearing a kimono with her shoulders half exposed.

That night, as soon as I fell asleep, I dreamed of Sato Miwako wearing a kimono.

But he said stubbornly: "Oh, you mean that day? That night really exhausted me."

Sato Miwako raised her eyebrows and hugged her chest: "Oh? Tell me more."

Haruhiko put on a painstaking expression and said, "In my dream that day, I competed with you in fighting, shooting, and racing... We competed for most of the night, and I won every time.

Then you lost and sat on the floor crying. I stayed up all night trying to coax you back, and you didn’t do well on the test the next day.”

"Really? I didn't expect you to be such a gentle person. Thank you so much." She said thank you with an intimate expression between lovers on her face, but she secretly used her fingers to inhumanely torture Haruhiko's left arm.

"Stop it, it hurts." Haruhiko subconsciously dodged backwards, trying to escape the opponent's attack.

At this moment, Meiwako's expression suddenly froze.

She pulled the collar of Haruhiko's clothes and put her face close to him, with the tip of her delicate nose almost touching Haruhiko's face: "He's coming."

Haruhiko was stunned, and immediately realized that she must be talking about that goal: "How do I do it?"

"Just act and pretend that we know each other well." Miwako glanced at another couple not far away.

Haruhiko: “Oh, okay.”

He obediently made the gentle expression that a couple should have, and put his hand on Miwako's slender waist wrapped in a professional dress.

Suddenly he realized that Miwako's little face with delicate makeup was very close to him, and her lips with light-colored lipstick were shiny and extremely attractive.

If they are a couple, they should kiss, right?

Miwako's lips looked so delicious that Haruhiko wanted to pounce on them and take a bite.

It should be okay if I kiss her now, right? After all, it would be considered as cooperating with the police.

Just as he was daydreaming, Sato Miwako secretly pinched his hand and reminded him, "Your expression is too stiff. It will be noticed. Act more naturally."

Haruhiko thought to himself, I'm not from the Metropolitan Police Department, and I haven't received any training in changing my clothes at any time.

But he suddenly thought of it.

As long as the two of them pretend to be familiar with each other, they can stay in this corner without being suspected, right?
In that case, we don't necessarily have to pretend to be a close couple, Haruhiko had a bold idea in his mind.

He pushed on Miwako's soft belly, making her back directly pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window behind her.

Haruhiko took advantage of the situation and pressed forward.

He directly pushed Sato Miwako against the glass window.

Miwako Sato was startled by Haruhiko's sudden action, but the suspect had already walked behind her. In order to avoid being discovered by the other party, she had no choice but to continue acting with Haruhiko.

Hopefully he doesn't mess it up.

And... wouldn't this guy take advantage of me? Miwako felt a little unsure.

Haruhiko has already gotten into the mood.

Haruhiko placed one hand on the glass, maintaining the wall-dong position.

Miwako's delicate little face with light makeup was right in front of him. Her lips, painted with shiny lipstick, were slightly open, and the hot breath touched Haruhiko's face.

Haruhiko put on a painful expression and said in a deep voice, "Sato-senpai, please stop lying to me. When are you going to tell your husband about us?"

Upon hearing this.

Miwako Sato widened her eyes and showed an incredible expression.

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