Conan's New Police Story

The breeze caressing her cheeks lifted the slightly spread bangs on the woman's forehead. Miwako Sato, who subconsciously asked, bit her lips lightly after reacting, her eyes stared directly at the man who stood still and looked back sideways. No intention of dodging.

Unexpectedly, Katsumi Uehara, who didn't expect her to ask such a question, had a faint surprise on his brows, and then, as if he had heard some undetermined facts, the tip of his tongue brushed the slightly dry lips, and he grinned unconsciously: "I Is it a dream? Or did the usual prayers to gods and Buddhas work?"

"If you don't want to answer, that's fine." Meihezi drooped her eyelids with the energy in her heart, and her tone sounded nonchalant.

"Of course I don't want to answer."

Before the woman could react, as soon as Uehara Katsumi's indifferent voice fell, he turned around and approached her step by step, with a smirk on his brows: "About your question, I think responding with actions is far more reliable than words."

The close distance made it easy for Sato Miwako, who didn't take half a step back, to hear the man's breathing after the words. The undisguised excitement and joy on that handsome face made her blink subconsciously, and her legs moved Time seems to be firmly fixed in place like a stone pillar——

There was no backing off, no rejection, just silence with no clear meaning.

The scorching sun at noon made Miwako Sato's cheeks reddish, and even a cool breeze could hardly extinguish the surging flame in her heart.

What is he doing?
What am I going to do next?
Two doubts were intertwined in Miwako's mind, and in her bewilderment, Uehara Katsumi had completely broken through the ambiguous distance in the past. After slightly bending down, the tip of the nose almost touched the heartbeat in the woman's chest. , she could even feel the man's heat slapping her face along with the sound of breathing.

The question that blurted out in a flash of mind had the consequence that Miwako, who had only heard about love problems in TV dramas and girlfriend talk, completely forgot what to do next.

"Ok?"

There is no shame in falling in love——

The high temperature and sweat between the palms are enough to show how nervous she is.

"Then I can chase you."

"When you were engulfed by a bomb under the subsea tunnel, my heart was filled with despair. I even asked the Mumu Police Department if I was the ominous person in the myths and legends."

"It's okay to play once in a while."

Miwako Sato is no exception.

Interlocking fingers, the man's rough skin made Miwako Sato let out a long breath, feeling more and more hot in the sun today.

"Just like the Matsuda-kun you mentioned, he was transferred to the third department and died on the bomb of the Ferris wheel after only seven days of work; Shiratori was even bombed into the hospital every now and then, so frequently that he was almost dead Mihua’s major hospitals have issued VIP cards.”

"Then, would you like to be my girlfriend, Miwako?"

Although it is true that there is still a sense of shyness, Miwako Sato, who has already analyzed the words of her best friend into one, two, three, four, five, still decides to face her heart directly.

"Excuse me, do you have a boyfriend?"

Symbolically twitching her palm twice, Miwako Sato also adjusted her mentality after realizing that it was useless. She closed her eyes and opened her eyes, and muttered, "There is no one who holds hands without even confirming the relationship."

Well, the main reason is that Uehara Katsumi's past resume is a bit too brilliant, and she is not sure whether she can be the wife who will accompany this man to the end of his life.

"It's not just him."

The good ones are fascinating, the bad ones are jaw-dropping.

This is also the reason why she has been deliberately avoiding this matter before.

"It seems that today's trip was not in vain." Uehara Katsumi, who was holding the woman's palm tightly, could not have noticed her appearance, and smiled and lifted the palms of the two together, contented.

Thinking of this, Sato Miwako, who was staring at the man, couldn't help but let out a long breath, and smiled as if letting go of some burden: "You know, I really didn't plan to fall in love before I knew you, but in the end I found out You are really unreasonable."

"Don't be superstitious, I'm still alive and kicking."

"Is it because Matsuda is flat?" Uehara Katsumi raised his eyebrows.

Even though she was hesitant before, now she wants to try.

"I was like an unlucky person who kept taking the lives of those around me.

"Ms. Miwako Sato, this is the first time we meet. My name is Katsumi Uehara."

"..."

"Ah."

After experiencing so much in just one year, this man named Uehara Katsumi has already left an indelible impression on her heart—both good and bad.

Seeing that the man in front of him asked the question he asked when he first met again after a year, Miwako Sato, who was nervous at first, suddenly relaxed, and she frowned, and chuckled softly: "No."

The incongruous tone instantly dilutes the uneasiness and sadness that the woman showed after she opened her heart. Upon hearing this, Miwako Sato frowned and smiled brightly: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, Keji. You have just become my wife just now. It's just a boyfriend, do you want to force me?"

The corner of Uehara Katsumi's mouth rose as if he was afraid that he would walk away from the woman's grip on him: "To be honest, I thought we would have a passionate kiss immediately after we confirmed our relationship."

Miwako Sato, who opened her heart, pursed her lips. When she thought of the curse-like history, she subconsciously clenched the man's hand: "My father, my teacher, my seniors, and even my colleagues. From childhood to When I grew up, all the men who appeared by my side, no matter what kind of relationship they had with me, all ended badly.

"Really? How are you going to chase?" Miwako Sato tilted her head slightly, jokingly said with a smile on her lips: "I'm not that easy to chase."

When she said this, Miwako Sato's strength in her hand became a little stronger, and she even felt a little pain in her grip on Katsumi Uehara: "The most important thing is that you are the same.

"I like you, Miwako."

Although he didn't know why she would suddenly ask himself such a question, but if he didn't take this opportunity to confirm his boyfriend's identity, he felt that he would be punished by God.

Uehara Katsumi grinned, with a bright smile on his face, his right hand naturally stretched out towards her, holding the woman's palm without any resistance.

The whole world is chasing the drama of the prodigal son turning his head back for money, and every woman will think that she will be the daughter of destiny who holds the prodigal son's heart.

"I know."

Fortunately, the precipitation and experience brought to her by the years are enough for her to maintain her superficial stability.

Katsumi Uehara, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, shook the hands they held together: "But, I think you should not be able to resist kissing me first."

In a few words, Miwako Sato, whose mind was already attracted, laughed dumbly and said, "Impossible. Are you so confident?"

As if thinking of something, a smirk suddenly appeared on Uehara Katsumi's face, he took his girlfriend's hand, and whispered softly in her ear, causing the latter to "gaze" in a smirk——

"I'm waiting for your failure, self-denial. You can't go back on the promise you made."

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