I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

It’s really hard to judge. Although the temperature has slightly warmed up for a while due to the beginning of spring, and the store is heated, but is it a bit… to wear short sleeves in late March just to show off your muscles?

Shaking her head and not thinking about it anymore, Serabell came to the cashier counter and spoke.

"Hello?"

"...Ah, hello, hello!"

The young man with a crew cut seemed to be looking down at his phone until he heard a voice coming from above his head. Then he suddenly looked up, put down his phone, and stood up from behind the cash register.

As the other person's torso straightened, Serabelle was able to see the former's appearance clearly. Although he was not very handsome and even had a scar on his forehead, his facial features gave people a very sunny and cheerful feeling. And his bulging chest muscles that seemed to be about to burst through his short-sleeved shirts also gave people a sense of déjà vu that was very consistent with the image of an elite special forces soldier.

Ok……

Serabelle raised her thumb and pointed at the void outside the door.

"I see the name of the store outside is Kevin Yoshino's Military Fan Club. Are you the owner?"

"Yeah, my name is Kevin Yoshino!"

Chapter 606: Xiaolan is far ahead on the road to depravity

"Boss, are these real things?"

Inside the military supply store, Serabelle raised her chin toward the guns arrayed on the perforated board on the wall behind the cash register.

It can be seen that this place is named "Military Fans Club" and it is indeed worthy of its name. There are quite a few guns displayed on the wall alone, such as MK18, MK11, and M4 series, etc.

The light from the fluorescent lamps in the store shone on the black gun body, reflecting a hazy, cold metallic luster. In addition, the price marked below was at least 30,000 yen, so it was definitely a genuine product.

Not to mention the various military water bottles, combat uniforms, and even retired bulletproof vests and night vision goggles on the shelves at the back.

"Really?"

Looking back at the old guys hanging on the wall, Kevin Yoshino smiled indifferently.

"Well, if you insist on saying that, there's nothing wrong with that. These are indeed good fighters who have served in the US military, but if you want to use them to shoot people, forget it."

"How to say?"

Serabelle asked in confusion.

"These are guns with the firing pins removed. Even if you load bullets into them, they won't fire. If you really want to call them imitation guns, it would be more appropriate to call them imitation guns."

Kevin Yoshino turned around and shrugged with a smile.

"After all, if it can still fire, then this place is not called a club, but an arms dealer. Japanese law will not allow me to do such a thing... Of course, if you don't believe it, I can sell it to you, so you can take it back and check it carefully."

"..."

Then you really are a sales genius, Serabelle thought.

But the boy soon shook his head and said, "Forget it, if that's the case, I'd better not buy it. I came here to buy the real thing."

"Yeah~ Your request is really a bit difficult to fulfill."

Kevin Yoshino didn't get angry when he heard this. He just scratched the back of his head and grinned slightly.

"You should know that gun control in Japan is quite strict, right? It's not like the United States, where buying and selling guns is quite convenient."

"I don't know." Serabelle gave an irrefutable reason, "I'm British."

The boy raised his head and looked at the guns on the wall again. "When I was in England, I often went to the shooting range to shoot. Although there are shooting ranges in Japan recently, the quality of the guns in the shooting ranges here is really... worrying. Personally, I prefer the guns that I buy accessories and slowly tune myself."

"Customization enthusiast?"

"Not really. I'm just used to using my own settings, so I feel uncomfortable when switching to a universal configuration."

"Oh, I see. To be honest, I do too."

As the two people in front of the cashier counter chatted with each other, they brought a lively atmosphere to this restaurant filled with military atmosphere.

Although she doesn't talk much, Serabelle was once an MI6 investigator. So, she may not use some tricks of conversation, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know them.

As they chatted, the boy glanced seemingly casually at the wall behind the cash register, which was nearly at ceiling height.

It was above the gun hole board, and hanging on it were several photos carefully framed.

Two of them are group photos, and the others are photos of Kevin Yoshino in military uniform.

"Mr. Yoshino, was he a soldier before?" Serabelle asked with pretended curiosity.

"Well, yes!"

Kevin Yoshino noticed Serabelle's gaze and glanced at the photo on the wall behind him. A proud smile could not help but appear on his sunny and cheerful face.

"These are the photos I took when I was serving in the Navy SEALs, which is one of the top ten most powerful forces in the world, along with the Delta Force."

"So to some extent, the store opened by Mr. Yoshino can also be called Lao Bing Supermarket..."

Serabelle responded casually, moving her eyes to the photo in the middle of the row of photos.

It can be seen that there are ten people in total in the photo, four in the front row are half-squatting, six in the back row are standing, and the one on the far right in the back row is Hunter's former sniper instructor - Scott Green.

The four people in the front row, from left to right, are a burly man wearing a turban, a blond man wearing glasses, Timothy Hunter who is like a big brother in the C position, and Kevin Yoshino next to Timothy Hunter.

Serabelle pretended to be slightly surprised: "Hmm? The guy squatting next to Mr. Yoshino in the front row... he looks a little familiar to me."

"Yeah, that's no wonder."

When Kevin Yoshino heard Serabelle mention Hunter in the photo, he did not feel suspicious, but his expression became a little gloomy.

"After all, the Japanese TV stations have been reporting on this since last night. I think you should have heard more or less about the former Navy SEAL sniper killing people in Japan."

"I remember his name was Timothy..."

"Timothy Hunt."

Before Serabel could think about it, Kevin Yoshino directly said his full name.

"Tim was my comrade in the Navy SEALs. He once saved my life on the battlefield. I... no, it's not an exaggeration to say that Tim is a hero to our entire team."

"But why would a hero like that..." The boy pretended not to understand.

"It's all because that despicable villain Jack Waltz framed Tim for his own selfish desires and took away Tim's Silver Star Medal!"

As if he mentioned some sworn enemy, Kevin Yoshino's tone suddenly became angry.

However, he soon noticed his own gaffe and coughed lightly.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said that."

"nothing."

Serabelle waved her hands to show that she didn't care.

The conversation was basically over at this point, and after Kevin Yoshino accidentally vented his emotions, his words became much more cautious, so after chatting for a while, Serabelle took the opportunity to take her leave.

The perspective changed, and after leaving the military supply store, Serabelle returned to the car and picked up her cell phone.

However, just as he was about to send a message to his adopted son to inform him of the results of the investigation, a message popped up from the top of the screen.

It’s a private message from Xiaolan.

Ok?

Serabelle's attention was diverted, and she subconsciously clicked and took a look.

In the photo, Xiaolan was sitting on the edge of the bed in her bedroom, with one hand stretched out as if posing for a selfie. The pajamas she wore at home had been taken off and thrown aside. Instead, she was wearing a red lace lingerie. Her cheeks were slightly red and she glanced to the side as if shy.

There was a line of words attached under the photo.

【When do you plan to come over? 】

"..."

Seeing this, Serabelle didn't hesitate at all. She immediately put down her phone, started the car, turned around and returned the same way.

There is no rush for the investigation results.

Chapter 607 Red Lace! The Winning Underwear!

Dude, dunk, dunk.

Half an hour later, as the knocks on the door sounded rhythmically in the quiet corridor, the heavy security door quietly opened a gap under the metal doorplate with the words "Hisaki Eri" written on it.

A pair of bright sea-blue eyes glanced outside through the crack in the door, as if to confirm the identity of the visitor, and then pushed the security door open completely.

The person who appeared behind the door was Xiaolan, who was wearing slippers but wrapped in a large bath towel.

Seeing the young man finally arriving outside the door, a happy smile appeared on the unicorn girl's gentle and beautiful face.

"Sera-kun, you're finally here, come in and close the door quickly."

"how……"

Serabelle, who had just driven back from outside, raised her eyebrows slightly, but still stepped into the house, closed the door with her backhand, and changed into slippers at the door.

I asked curiously while changing.

"If you're worried about being seen by Zhenchun, don't worry. She's been working hard on her homework at home these past two days, especially in the afternoons. It's basically impossible for her to go out."

"That's not the case~"

Hearing this, Xiaolan pouted and stomped her feet in a very girlish manner. The movement of her body caused the hem of the bath towel wrapped around her body to shake slightly, and the resulting internal air flow made her subconsciously wrap the bath towel tighter.

"It's because it's cold... the heater is on at home, but not in the hallway."

"You don't have any clothes on?"

“I’m not wearing any… No, I should say I’m wearing some, but…”

Xiaolan drew out the tone and suddenly raised her lips to smile, waiting for the brief gap when the door was opened and closed before, the cold air that seeped into the house from the corridor dissipated, and her body became warm again.

Then she released her hand from inside.

wow~

Without human restraint, the wide front of the bath towel swung open to both sides in an instant, and slid from the shoulders to the ground under the drag of inertia, revealing the white and attractive curves wrapped in red lace underwear.

"How, how is it?"

Just like the look filled with shame in the photo sent before, even though she knew the boy had already seen it, Xiaolan couldn't help but turn her hot cheeks away and asked in a low voice, stumbling.

"Fool……"

Serabelle shook her head, unzipped her coat, and walked to Xiaolan. She skillfully reached her hands around her back to support her plump breasts.

Noticing this action, Xiaolan cooperated by stretching out her arms and hooking them around his neck, while at the same time she flexibly raised her legs and wrapped them around the boy's waist.

At this point, Serabelle only needed to exert a little effort to pick up Xiaolan.

Then he zipped up his coat again, so that they were sharing one coat. Xiaolan was like an Australian baby kangaroo, naked and carried in the coat by Serabel.

In the small space, the two of them faced each other, seamlessly feeling each other's body temperature.

Serabelle lowered her head and said helplessly, "If you know it's cold, why don't you put on some clothes? Besides, haven't you already taken the photo for me to see?"

"Well...I still want you to see it in person."

In this position, even if Xiaolan was shy, she couldn't turn her face away. She could only bury her head in the boy's chest like an ostrich, clearly feeling the unique masculine scent.

"Besides, who told you to reply so quickly? You just told me you'd be back soon, so I thought you'd be back soon, but I waited for half an hour. If you had just told me it would take half an hour, I would have put on my clothes... well, at least put on a coat."

As she spoke, Xiaolan seemed to feel more confident and pouted her lips proudly.

"Anyway, I don't care. If I catch a cold because of this today, I'll blame you then."

"It's my fault..."

Serabelle shrugged.

"Don't worry, I won't let you catch a cold. The best way to deal with a cold is to sweat a little and warm up your body."

"so--"

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that the young man was about to take action, Xiaolan blushed and called out softly, reaching out her hand from the collar of her coat and touching his lips with her index finger.

"And one more thing."

"what?"

A question mark appeared above Serabelle's head.