I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

There were only two people left in the living room.

After exchanging a glance, Serabelle obediently went to the cleaned dining table and sat down.

Mary Akai climbed up unceremoniously on the edge of the dining chair, sat astride the boy's legs face to face, and put her arms around his neck, in this way bringing the two closer together.

"So what happened?"

"Nothing. I just encountered two carjackers while riding the bus, and I took care of them all..."

What seemed like a thrilling plot to normal people was summarized by Serabelle in just two or three dry sentences.

"Oh, right, Akai Shuichi was also in the car at the time. He got in the car with teacher Judy."

"……Yeah."

Akai Mari was slightly startled, but quickly calmed down.

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

"I guess I saw it right." Serabelle shrugged, and habitually pressed her hands on the girl's slender waist in her arms. "Although he was wearing a mask and put a lot of powder on his face, making himself look weird, he probably thought he wouldn't be discovered. But his signature eyeliner was too conspicuous. I saw it the first time I got on the bus."

Akai Marie “…”

Well, this one is indeed very conspicuous. When she was an investigator before, she had to wear a pair of sunglasses to disguise herself.

"But this also confirms that Teacher Judy is basically an investigator from the FBI." Serabel added.

"Did Masumi notice it at the time?"

Akai Mari twisted her body forward to adjust her posture.

"I think probably... no," Serabelle recalled.

"Really."

Without saying whether it was good or bad, Akai Mary freed one hand and gently stroked the boy's face.

"Compared to this, I seem to have eaten too much at lunch."

This is pure nonsense. Not to mention that Akai Mary has always paid attention to her health and never overeats, the time she spends washing dishes after a meal is enough to help digest the food.

But Serabelle understood her meaning seamlessly and turned to look at the master bedroom at the end of the corridor, whose door was still closed.

“Start right here?”

The girl's increasingly deep and slightly hoarse voice responded to him.

"right here."

Half an hour later, only a few pieces of clothing and a small pool of unknown liquid were left on the dining table in the living room.

However, from the lighted bathroom, there was an even more intense sound of water. On the misty frosted glass door, two overlapping human figures could be vaguely seen, with a big hand pressing on a small hand.

Chapter 258 Feeding with your mouth shows sincerity!

Jiandan and Akai Mary did some exercise after dinner, and more than an hour later, Serabel went out again.

It's not that there is anything important to do, but a series of things have happened in the recent period. First, Mrs. Suzuki had a conflict with a certain thief's wife, and there was a red Siamese cat causing trouble, and then Dr. Agasa and Eri Kisaki were attacked.

If I count carefully, I haven't visited Yukiko for almost half a month.

If I don't go again, the next time we meet, I'm afraid it won't be a squeeze, but a hydraulic press.

In order to avoid being hit by the hydraulic press this time, Serabelle even stopped the car and bought a box of chocolates as a souvenir when she was driving through the city center.

Half an hour later, under the scorching afternoon sun and carrying a bag of chocolates, Serabel appeared at the door of Kudo's house in Beika-cho 2-chome.

I raised my hand and pressed the doorbell, and a familiar, crisp and pleasant ding-dong sound came out from the speaker.

However… after a full twenty seconds, there was no movement at the door.

Could it be that he went out?

Serabelle guessed in her heart.

After all, other women might take a beauty sleep in the afternoon to maintain their skin, but he knew Yukiko very well, and the so-called beauty sleep was complete bullshit.

While others were sleeping properly and resting, Yukiko was simply sitting on the sofa with cucumber slices all over her face and watching TV series on her tablet. If an episode was longer, she would even keep the cucumber slices on her face until they dried into cucumber-flavored potato chips.

Sleep? No way!

Not giving up, Serabelle pressed the doorbell again.

This time, the ding-dong sound rang three times before a few noises were finally heard from the gate.

With the faint sound of a door unlocking, the entrance door opened a crack that was almost invisible from Serabelle's distance.

At the same time, the lock of the garden gate in front of the door was also unlocked.

Is it necessary to be so mysterious?

Serabelle opened the door with her eyes wide open, walked through the path in the middle of the front yard, entered the entrance hall, changed into slippers and entered the living room.

Unexpectedly, although the lights were on in the living room, there was no one there. There also didn't seem to be anyone in the kitchen and bathroom on the first floor. It was so quiet that it was almost deathly silent.

Could it be that he went back upstairs?

After a moment's thought, Serabelle decided to go upstairs and take a look.

The staircase leading to the second floor of the villa is in the living room and is an extra-large spiral staircase.

So Serabelle walked up the stairs step by step to the second floor.

Looking up, I saw that in the entire corridor on the second floor, only the door of the room closest to the stairs was open at a 45-degree angle. There was no light on in the room, and it was pitch black when I looked inside from the outside.

That room was actually Yukiko's bedroom, and Serabelle knew it a long time ago.

It’s just that now it’s like this, like a horror movie…

Serabel was already scratching his head. He had never been afraid of any jump scare, but he always felt that Yukiko would give him a big job.

Forget it, be brave!

The next second, Serabelle seemed to be possessed by Miss Fortune's passive skills of Long Stride and Ghostly Step. She walked straight to the door of the room and slipped in with a flash.

And just as he entered the bedroom, there was no light on and only a little sunlight shone into the room through the thick curtains. A slim figure with disheveled hair jumped up from the bed, holding a rectangular pillow high in her hand.

If there was a screenshot system in reality that could capture and save this moment, Serabel thought he would definitely name this photo "Found You, Delicious Child".

The familiar fragrance enveloped him in an instant, and the soft touch embraced the boy's head.

That's pressure coming from all sides.

Behind the head is a fragrant pillow with a sense of pressure from the tightening of the elbow joints. On both sides of the cheeks is the delicate skin of the inner arm of an older girl. As for the front...probably a large slime.

Fortunately, the pajamas were blocking the way, so Serabel wasn't suffocated by the good airtightness. At most, it was just a little difficult.

Take a deep breath, and your nose will be filled with a faint milky scent.

Serabelle was hugged like this and was brought down to the bed.

There was no one on top or bottom, they just lay side by side in each other's arms, facing each other.

The two of them remained in this position for a full half minute before Yukiko's muffled voice was heard in the darkness.

"You still think of coming to see your sister, huh?"

To be honest, if there was only the first half of the sentence, it would give people the feeling of a little resentful woman in the boudoir who was extremely sad because of falling out of favor, but after adding the subsequent "hmm", it suddenly feels a lot stronger.

It went straight from weak to strong, even with a hint of teasing.

"I'm sorry, I was really busy with various things recently..."

Serabelle briefly explained what had happened a while ago, and of course she did not forget to add a sentence.

"So when I came here today, I brought a gift for you, Sister Yukiko."

"Gift?"

Yukiko hadn't noticed at all that the boy had brought anything with him until she heard this, then she remembered that the boy seemed to be holding something in his hand when he entered the room.

"That's it..."

Serabelle remained lying on her side with one arm around Yukiko, and with her other hand she reached around Yukiko's back and into the bag of chocolates. She untied the ribbon on the gift box, opened the lid, took out a chocolate, and peeled off the wrapping paper.

"Open your mouth."

In fact, even without saying it, Yukiko could already smell the scent of chocolate.

Looking at the chocolate between Serabelle's fingers that was almost touching her lips, the older girl curled the corners of her mouth and raised her index finger to block her lips.

"You're not sincere. You have to feed me with your mouth at times like this. Do you understand?"

Serabelle followed suit and decisively stuffed the chocolate into her mouth, then turned over and pressed on him, lowering her head to kiss him.

The rich and smooth aroma of milk chocolate filled the mouths of both of them.

The silence in the room lasted for two or three minutes. It was not just a simple "feeding". It was not until the chocolate was completely melted without even a trace of debris left that Yukiko reluctantly let go of Serabel and smacked her lips with a look of unsatisfied expression.

"...Do you like this flavor of chocolate?" Serabell licked her upper palate which was slightly numb due to the strong suction.

"Well, to be honest—"

Yukiko's eyes rolled and her quirky temperament suddenly came back.

"One is too little. I didn't even taste it before it was gone. I suggest you give me another one. Of course, you still have to feed it with your mouth, Bell... Oh, wait a moment."

Yukiko said as she raised her arm to turn on the bedside lamp, reached under the pillow, and pulled out a check.

Serabelle stared at the check for a full ten seconds, then uttered a questioning sound - huh?

Mainly because this scene is so déjà vu.

Imagine that you are in bed with a woman who is more than one year older than you, and she suddenly takes out a check and offers it to you.

This... isn't really just giving pocket money to the gigolo you're supporting?

"Of course it's not what you think!"

Noticing the look in this guy's eyes, Yukiko patted the dog's head with a coquettish look.

"It was in a letter for you when I cleaned out my mailbox this morning."

"Letter to me?"

Serabelle's brows twitched slightly.

How did the letter addressed to him end up here with Yukiko?

"Maybe I really think of you as my little white face that I've kept."

Yukiko said half-jokingly.

……

At the same time, in the Maori Detective Agency.

In the living room that was used as an office, Kogoro Mouri sat cross-legged behind a messy desk covered in cigarette ash, holding in his hand a piece of letter paper and a check for two million that was exactly the same as the one Serabelle had received, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes twisted.

He felt relaxed because he saw the check for two million, and he felt twisted because he saw the contents on the letter paper.

"Let me see... Dear Mr. Maori Kogoro, I sincerely invite you to come to the Twilight Annex in Gunma Prefecture to chat with the detectives. I look forward to your visit then... Sincerely, the Phantom of the Son Forsaken by God."

"Hey, who is this God-forsaken child? If you want to sign your name, can you please write it clearly?"

Chapter 259 Sister, I’m still driving!

Gunma Prefecture, as a part of the Tokyo metropolitan area, one of Japan's three major metropolitan areas, is located in the northwest of the Kanto Plain, bordering Tochigi Prefecture to the east, Nagano Prefecture to the west, Saitama Prefecture to the south, and Fukushima Prefecture and Niigata Prefecture to the north.

Although Gunma Prefecture's economy is relatively backward among many prefectures in Japan, it covers a very large area of ​​more than 6,300 square kilometers, almost three times the size of Tokyo. It has extremely rich natural resources and water resources, and its agriculture and animal husbandry are extremely prosperous.

The most famous mountain in Gunma Prefecture is Mount Akina, which was once very popular in the movie Initial D. Its real name is Mount Haruna, and it is one of the three major mountains in Gunma.

Of course, Gunma has more than just Mount Haruna.

It should be said that the entire Gunma area is made up of mountains.

At dusk, the sun sets in the west, and the fiery red afterglow shines from the horizon formed by the mountains in the sky to the distant land and falls into the valleys, drawing clear lines of light and dark between the mountains facing the sun and those facing the shade.

The black Audi was driving forward at a constant speed on the winding mountain road, with lush green forests covering the entire mountain on both sides. The dense branches and leaves extending from above to the center of the road blocked most of the sunset light, leaving only a few mottled spots of light through the gaps.

Also spilling out of the passenger window was the completely unprofessional voice of an older girl reading the road instructions.