I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

So Conan left too.

Only after watching the former's small figure disappear into the distance did Serabelle approach and speak calmly.

"I can see that he just wanted to win you back."

"Yes, he insisted that someone else had commissioned him to buy the pendant, which he clearly bought himself. I think if it weren't for what happened here today, he would have planned to give it to me as a gift in the name of Conan."

Xiaolan shook her head.

"But what can that do?"

"Too."

Serabelle hummed.

Xiaolan turned to look at him, and seeing that the boy was still indifferent, she couldn't help but curl her lips and took the initiative to reach out and pull him closer.

"Well, since we can't dive today, let's go back~"

"Back, back to where?"

"Let's go back to the hotel and go to my room."

Chapter 691 (Supplementary file) Panting on the phone

The scene switches to the hotel. In Xiaolan's single room, clear sounds of water can be heard coming from the bathroom door.

In a bathtub filled with warm water, a boy and a girl sat one in front of the other.

Xiaolan scooped up a handful of bath water with one hand and poured it on her shoulders. The bath water flowed down along the curve of her chest until it returned to the bathtub, and the overflow slid over her shoulders and onto the chest of Serabelle behind her.

The girl was complaining in a low voice.

"Really? I was planning to dive one more time before going back, but those two messed me up. I stood in the sun for so long in vain, and I was sweating all over."

"...under the sun?"

Serabelle placed her hands on the edges of the bathtub very openly, and he could clearly feel the softness and firmness of the girl's body as their skin touched.

"Lan, weren't you standing under the shade of the tree just now?"

“That’s still boring!”

Xiaolan curled her lips, very dissatisfied with someone's low emotional intelligence.

"And I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I feel like that guy won't just give up like that."

"That guy? Who is it?"

Serabelle was slightly stunned.

It was the first time he heard Xiaolan use the rather offensive term "that guy" to describe someone, so much so that he couldn't immediately think of a target person who was suitable for this term.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the great detective Kudo Shinichi." Xiaolan sighed helplessly, "I told you before, if that guy really wants to find my room, he will definitely try every possible way. It's so troublesome just thinking about it..."

"Why don't you just reject him outright?" Serabel suggested.

"But the key point is that it can't be like this..."

It would have been fine if she didn't say anything, but once Xiaolan mentioned this, she became even more helpless.

"Currently, you are the only one who knows that I have recovered my memory, Sera-kun. To Kudo, he should be just a stranger who seems familiar to me. And with my personality, it is impossible for me to have such a strong resistance to a stranger I have never met. If I refuse directly, he will definitely notice it."

"But fortunately, such a thing as coming directly to the door should not happen."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now he wanted to use the name of 'Conan' to give me a souvenir as a gift, but I refused. This way he should understand that Conan's importance in my heart is not enough, but he has no way to recover his original body to see me."

"And then he'll call?" Serabelle continued.

Hearing this, the unicorn girl's face froze again. After pausing for two or three seconds, she rubbed her hair and sighed silently.

"Maybe... maybe... should... No, given his personality, he would definitely do this."

"But if possible, I hope he won't do that. After all, it's quite... that."

Xiaolan didn't say it clearly, but just stuck out her tongue instead.

Serabelle translated her body language.

"nausea?"

"Um……"

Xiaolan responded softly and nodded slightly secretly.

She is still that kind-hearted girl. If it wasn't really offensive, Xiaolan wouldn't want to use such hurtful words to describe someone.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm going back tomorrow anyway, so I won't think too much about it. I might as well do something happy with this time."

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"slower."

Serabel supported him.

……

At the same time, Conan returned to the B&B on the island and tossed and turned in the big bunk bed, feeling a little uneasy.

Now he is the only one in the whole homestay. Dr. Agasa has gone out to play with the three little ones.

As for Uncle Maori, no one knew what had stimulated him these past two days. Every day he was either drinking at Gaga or on his way to drink, and he was always in a drunken and violent state.

Like yesterday, I was even helped back by the proprietress of the izakaya in the middle of the night.

Inspector Megure has already brought Matsumoto Mitsuji and Izu Santaro to the small police station on the island.

Previously, they were struggling to conduct an investigation without clear evidence of the two men's crimes. Now, they no longer have to worry about that, as they caught the men red-handed on the spot.

The charge is threatening others with a weapon.

At present, the two brothers, Matsumoto Mitsuji and Izu Santaro, have been put on silver bracelets and detained. Their fingerprints and photos have been recorded and sent to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department headquarters for comparison.

In addition, the Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter is already on the way, and as long as it is found that these two people have any criminal records, they will be sent to trial immediately.

Normally, Conan should be very concerned about such things, but today he really doesn't have the mood to do so.

Or is it because of... Xiaolan.

To be more precise, it was because Xiaolan had rejected the gift he gave her in front of the diving equipment store.

Although girls nowadays are much more open-minded than in the last century or even the century before due to changes in the environment and ideas, Conan has every reason to believe, based on the fact that they are childhood sweethearts, that Xiaolan is the kind of good girl who will automatically keep a distance from other opposite sexes once she has a partner.

But the problem now is that the person Xiaolan is keeping her distance from has become... himself.

Even if there is the prerequisite of amnesia, it shouldn't be to that extent at all. It's just a small pendant.

Moreover, if Xiaolan really has a new partner, then the only possible candidate is...

The image of Serabel flashed through Conan's mind, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He believed that Serabelle would not take the initiative to attack Xiaolan, but the circumstances during this period were indeed special.

First, Xiaolan accidentally lost her memory and was taken to live with Aunt Yingli, and from then on she was separated from him.

Then, because Aunt Eri's house was right next to Serabelle's, the two became neighbors.

Considering that Xiaolan's interpersonal relationships are basically reset after she lost her memory, at this time, if there is a relatively outstanding opposite sex around her, let alone whether she will be attracted to her, it is at least impossible for her not to notice her.

Ah——! No! Absolutely not!

Conan held his head in his hands and rolled back and forth on the big bunk bed. The pent-up emotions in his chest made him extremely uncomfortable, but he had no way to vent.

Even if he exploded, it would be useless. It wouldn't help him bring Xiaolan back.

Fortunately, he still has one last trump card...

Forcing himself to calm down, Conan turned over and sat up from the tatami, adjusted the voice changer, took out his cell phone and called Xiaolan.

Speaking of which, he has never called Xiaolan using Kudo Shinichi's voice since she lost her memory. But as long as Xiaolan hears his original voice, her memory will definitely... definitely...

Conan's emotional loss of control made him forget that Xiaolan had previously said she wanted to go diving with Serabelle.

The call was connected within a few seconds, and Conan couldn't wait to speak.

"orchid……"

But the faint sound of rapid breathing coming from the phone blocked the rest of his words in his throat.

And for some reason, it doesn't sound like Xiaolan's.

...Huh? What's going on?

The scene switches to the hotel. In Xiaolan's single room, clear sounds of water can be heard coming from the bathroom door.

In a bathtub filled with warm water, a boy and a girl sat one in front of the other.

Xiaolan scooped up a handful of water with one hand and poured it on her shoulders. The bath water flowed down the curve of her chest until it returned to the bathtub, and the overflow slid over her shoulders and onto the chest of Serabelle behind her.

The girl was complaining in a low voice.

"Really? I was planning to dive one more time before going back, but those two messed me up. I stood in the sun for so long in vain, and I was sweating all over."

"...under the sun?"

Serabelle placed her hands on the edges of the bathtub very openly, and he could clearly feel the softness and firmness of the girl's body as their skin touched.

"Lan, weren't you standing under the shade of the tree just now?"

“That’s still boring!”

Xiaolan curled her lips, very dissatisfied with someone's low emotional intelligence.

"And I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I feel like that guy won't just give up like that."

"That guy? Who is it?"

Serabelle was slightly stunned.

It was the first time he heard Xiaolan use the rather offensive term "that guy" to describe someone, so much so that he couldn't immediately think of a target person who was suitable for this term.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the great detective Kudo Shinichi." Xiaolan sighed helplessly, "I told you before, if that guy really wants to find my room, he will definitely try every possible way. It's so troublesome just thinking about it..."

"Why don't you just reject him outright?" Serabel suggested.

"But the key point is that it can't be like this..."

It would have been fine if she didn't say anything, but once Xiaolan mentioned this, she became even more helpless.

"Currently, you are the only one who knows that I have recovered my memory, Sera-kun. To Kudo, he should be just a stranger who seems familiar to me. And with my personality, it is impossible for me to have such a strong resistance to a stranger I have never met. If I refuse directly, he will definitely notice it."

"But fortunately, such a thing as coming directly to the door should not happen."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now he wanted to use the name of 'Conan' to give me a souvenir as a gift, but I refused. This way he should understand that Conan's importance in my heart is not enough, but he has no way to recover his original body to see me."

"And then he'll call?" Serabelle continued.

Hearing this, the unicorn girl's face froze again. After pausing for two or three seconds, she rubbed her hair and sighed silently.

"Maybe... maybe... should... No, given his personality, he would definitely do this."

"But if possible, I hope he won't do that. After all, it's quite... that."

Xiaolan didn't say it clearly, but just stuck out her tongue instead.

Serabelle translated her body language.

"nausea?"

"Um……"

Xiaolan responded softly and nodded slightly secretly.

She is still that kind-hearted girl. If it wasn't really offensive, Xiaolan wouldn't want to use such hurtful words to describe someone.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm going back tomorrow anyway, so I won't think too much about it. I might as well do something happy with this time."

After saying that, Xiaolan imitated Serabel and supported herself on the edges of the bathtub on both sides with her hands. She moved her body half-empty and moved back a little, then sat down again.