I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

To be honest, although taking off pants is something that almost everyone has done and it is not a strange thing, it still depends on the occasion.

If you are at home with the curtains drawn and the door closed, no one will say anything even if you do something more fancy, let alone taking off your pants.

But if you do this in public, it would be a bit perverted.

However, this is not the most perverted thing. If there were someone nearby at this moment, they would definitely notice that this male police officer was actually wearing a dark pleated skirt under his uniform pants.

The black socks that seemed to be innocuous before, because of the trouser legs covering them, actually reached above the knees, and above that was the legendary absolute territory.

If we ignore the upper body and gender, these are indeed a pair of stunning legs.

Not only is the overall shaping perfect, but the exposed skin also appears white and delicate like mutton-fat jade, and even in the dark it feels as if it is reflecting a faint white light.

If I just come here, I will probably just be seen and spit on as a cross-dressing pervert.

But then an even more shocking scene happened.

The "transvestite male police officer" stuffed his pants into the shoulder bag, then put his hands behind his back and put his ten fingers into his close-fitting shirt. I don't know what switch he pressed, but I heard a slight deflation sound, and the waist that originally basically matched the shirt quickly shrank and deflated.

At the same time, the sound of the buttons on the chest being unfastened could be heard, and the chest, which was as flat as a man's a second ago, quickly became fuller in an almost catapult-like manner, pushing up the placket of the shirt.

Finally, he touched the neck with his fingertips, fumbled around a few times, and then gently tore it off. A human skin mask with male facial features was pulled off along with the wig.

With a slight shake of her head, her waist-length, black and shiny hair immediately fell down like a waterfall, revealing an extremely delicate girl's face to the air again. At first glance, she looked quite charming, but one had to ignore the cynical curve at the corner of her mouth.

"..."

After maintaining this posture for about three or four seconds, the girl's shoulders suddenly drooped and she sighed helplessly.

"Ah~ Really, what am I doing? No one will see me anyway, so why should I pose?"

After saying that, she leaned over and stuffed the mask into the bag, zipped it up and was about to pick up the bag and stand up, but as soon as she exerted force, she gasped with a hissing sound.

Oh shit it hurts it hurts it hurts…

He decisively let go, stood up, lifted the hem of his shirt, and pressed his palms on the two useless lumps of fat that were too big to be grasped with one hand.

"Tsk, what a hassle. It really hurts every time I wrap my chest. I'd better not pretend to be a man next time. It's more convenient to just pretend to be a woman... No, it can't be called pretending. I am a woman after all."

The girl rubbed her breasts gently to relieve the discomfort caused by the long-term pressure while muttering to herself. Somehow, the figures of the two people she met on the rooftop before automatically emerged in her mind.

The troublesome kid with glasses... and the guy who throws knives at people all the time...

Well, it can’t be said that he throws flying knives at will, after all, he was the one who threw the prop first.

But you can't just throw something as dangerous as a flying knife around!

The girl in the alley stomped her feet angrily, then became a little discouraged.

By the way, her monocle was also stolen by that guy. When the flash bomb exploded, she closed her eyes in time to prevent being blinded, which resulted in her being unable to dodge. By the time she reacted, her glasses had been hooked away by the flying knife.

And when I opened my eyes, I didn't see it fall to the ground. It must have fallen into that guy's hands.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of handing over the glasses to the police, and the matter was not mentioned until all the police had left.

Do you plan to return it to me next time we meet?

Well, if that's the case, it's not bad, but it depends on whether you can see my true identity, Mr. Knife-Slinging Detective~

As if she had thought of something interesting, the corners of the Phantom Thief Girl's lips curled up in an expectant and playful arc.

After a while, probably feeling somewhat relieved, the girl pulled her fragrant hands out of her shirt, leaned over to pick up her backpack filled with costumes, and then took out her cell phone to make a call.

"Hello? Ah, Grandpa Terai, you can come pick me up now. I've already taken care of it here. Um, um, um, it's on the sidewalk from west to east on Beihu Street. Wait a moment~ Let me see if there are any stores here..."

……

The perspective switches and returns to Beihu Hotel.

When Serabelle took the elevator back upstairs and swiped her access card to open the door of her guest room, the lights in the room were on.

He habitually glanced at the wall at the entrance and saw another spare access card inserted in the card reader.

Don't think too much, there is only one possibility for this to happen -

In the corner of my eye, a pair of slightly delicate white jade feet appeared silently at the corner between the entrance and the bedroom.

Turning around, I saw a British blonde girl in a vacuum bathrobe standing there, glancing at someone who had just returned home late at night at the door.

"What do you mean, Kidd was caught?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't get anything at all. The other party got away, but I still got something."

Serabelle shrugged, put on her slippers, walked over, leaned over, skillfully picked up Akai Mari and sat her down on the bed. They each found a more comfortable position, and then began to slowly narrate the whole process.

Including the puzzle of the preview letter and Kaito Kid's voice-changing technique that is almost like Taoism.

When hearing the second half, Akai Mari interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "Wait a minute, you said that Kaito Kidd also has the technology to completely imitate other people's voices without the help of any equipment?"

"Well, that's right." Serabelle added promptly, "But I think she is not the same person as the woman from the Black Organization that you met, Sister Mary."

“How come you see?”

"Hmm... Although there is no basis for this, it should be said that it is similar to the feeling it gives people, right?"

"That's it."

Akai Mari frowned slightly.

"I believe in your intuition, but I think there are only a handful of people in the world who can master this technique. Maybe there is some connection between them."

"For example, they are from the same school?"

Serabelle was just talking nonsense, but she didn't expect Akai Mari to take it seriously and nodded.

"It's possible. If you have a chance next time, you can ask indirectly."

"good idea."

"Um……"

There was no need for any extra words, as everything that needed to be said had already been said. Akai Mari simply got straight to the point, nimbly turning around in the boy's arms and stretching out her arms to wrap around the latter's neck.

Caught off guard, Serabelle let out a cry.

"Wait, Sister Mary, I haven't..."

But the girl's breathing had become noticeably hotter, and her movements had become somewhat impatient.

"It's okay...it's my safety day."

"Eh? Okay."

When Serabelle heard the word "Safety Day", her eyes lit up and she stepped up her efforts.

Chapter 55 Mary: Oh, man

Considering that the safe period is only five or six days a month, it is not even possible to fill all eight days with four weekends a month. In addition, during the MI6 period, it was easy for various accidents to interrupt the safe period and make it impossible to use it. So when Serabell happened to encounter Akai Mary's safe period, she decisively let herself go.

So time passed quickly and it was two hours later.

In the suite bathroom with the sun lamp on and the heating system rumbling, due to some force majeure, Akai Mari, who had already taken a bath once but was forced to take a third bath of the day, sat in front of the sink and dressing table with a large bath towel wrapped around her.

To be precise, the person sitting in front of the dressing table was Serabelle, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.

Mary Akai sat on his lap, enjoying the hair-drying service he provided. When the hot air from the hair dryer brushed across her cheeks, she squinted her eyes slightly like a cat.

But that's nothing, the two sides already know each other well, this level doesn't even require them to be frank with each other.

After an intense "battle", and now taking a hot bath to relax, Akai Mari looked a little lazy. She lay loosely in Serabel's arms, her emerald green eyes half open and half closed, as if she might fall asleep at any time.

"Sister Mary." Serabel lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against her hair.

Noticing Tokyo above her, the blonde's eyes widened a bit and her head turned slightly.

"……Um?"

Serabelle pouted and complained: "Don't fall asleep at a time like this. I don't have your good stealth skills. If I send you back to your room, you will definitely be discovered by Zhenchun."

"Why don't I just sleep on your side?"

"Then the next morning, Zhenchun found out that Sister Mary was not at home, and thought that she had nothing to do anyway, so she ran over to take a look, and oh wow..."

"Then let's be discovered."

"what?"

“…Just kidding.”

As if her intense sleepiness slowed her reaction and she only realized how outrageous what she had just said was. Akai Mari cleared her throat, passed over the topic, and moved on to another matter.

"By the way, when you came back earlier, you said that although we didn't catch Kidd, we had made some progress?"

"Well, yes."

She pulled out the five fingers that were constantly fiddling with the girl's hair, blew it dry with a hair dryer, then reached in to carefully check the hair to make sure it was no longer wet. Then, Serabel pushed her right thumb to turn off the hair dryer switch, put it back on the sink, and moved aside.

Then he took the trousers he wore during the day from the clothes hanging on the hanger, reached into his pocket and took out a pair of monocles.

"This is it."

"…You had a fight with the other party?"

Akai Mary took it with some curiosity, and asked at the same time.

"It wasn't really a fight." Serabelle shrugged. "He wanted to throw a flashbang and run away, but I didn't plan to kill Him, so I thought it would be a good idea to grab something from his body. I wanted to take off his hat, but I accidentally threw the knife a little off and it hooked my glasses. It was a close call. If it had been a little off, it would have pierced my eyes."

"Oh, is that so?"

Akai Mary stopped what she was doing, raised her face and gave him a look with a smile.

Serabelle immediately raised her hands slightly in surrender.

"Well, I did it on purpose. After all, I'm not a magician. Even if I get my hand hooked on something as big as a hat, it's hard to hide it. It will most likely be taken away by the police as evidence for research, so I picked this monocle..."

"Ha~"

Hearing this guy admit it voluntarily, the blonde girl snorted with a little pride.

She didn't continue talking, but just held the monocle towards the bright light from the bathroom heater and kept turning her wrist to adjust the angle to observe.

To be honest, Serabelle really doesn't think there's anything to be seen from this perspective.

As the situation was urgent, after he hooked the monocle with a throwing knife, he put it directly into his pocket with his bare hands in order to hide it as quickly as possible, instead of wearing gloves to pick up the evidence and sealing it in a special evidence bag like an orthodox investigator.

It was held in the hand and put in the pocket. Even if there was something left on it, it would have been rubbed off long ago.

However, after studying it carefully for a moment, Akai Mary suddenly let out a soft "hmm".

Then I saw her stretch out her left little finger, gently scratch the nose pad, and then lean in to smell it.

"Smell of human oil?" Serabelle slowly asked the question.

"Do not……"

Akai Mary shook her head and put her little finger in front of him, indicating that he should smell it too.

Serabelle followed suit, sniffed twice and then let out a "whoosh".

"It smells a bit good, like... cosmetics?"

"It's foundation."

After all, Akai Mary is a mature adult woman, and she immediately smelled the trick.

"Although I don't know the exact brand, if I remember correctly, the main target group for this kind of foundation is usually girls of Zhenchun's age."

"You can smell this?" Serabelle was surprised.

"Well, because little girls always like to make themselves smell good, but when they reach a certain age, they no longer pursue these things. If you still make yourself smell good all the time, your colleagues will find you choking during company meetings, and -"

As Akai Mary spoke, she turned on the faucet and rinsed her fingertips with running water. The tiny bit of foundation seemed to have taken root, clinging to the fingertips and not moving.

"See? It's waterproof. Generally, it's only used by middle school and high school students because they often have to take physical education classes. It would be very troublesome if their makeup gets smudged due to sweating."

"…Professional."

Serabelle nodded dumbly, then reacted.

"That's not right. Didn't Kaito Kidd appear to be active in France 20 years ago and disappeared eight years ago? If we infer from the foundation he used, then this Kaito Kidd should be a 17 or 18-year-old high school girl?"

"Not necessarily. After all, I am just speculating based on the existing evidence. Kaito Kidd could be a 17 or 18-year-old female high school student, or he could just be a disgusting and perverted middle-aged transvestite."