Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Chapter 53 Rai’s sugar-coated bullets

Although the people who boarded the ship were of mixed composition and unknown identities, they all behaved in a decent manner at the banquet. At first glance, it looked like they were communicating with each other and looking for business opportunities at an ordinary banquet.

Yaji will want to use it as a transportation channel to take a commission from the smuggling transaction. Ronald will discuss this matter with Komu Shouhiko tomorrow.

Therefore, he is not prepared to conclude a deal with the retail investors present today.

A group of people with different agendas raised their wine glasses and chatted for a few times, and they all roughly understood what Ronald meant. Rai held Moriyuro on his arm to get to know the people who were supposed to go through the motions, then he raised his glass and joined in the conversation of a group of men.

Mori Yura took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and came to the striptease bar next door.

Different from the bright lights and soothing music of the banquet venue, dim lights flashed in the dim bar, and a husky and seductive female voice sang to the beat of the drum. As soon as Mori Yuro entered the door, he smelled the smell of tobacco, alcohol and perfume mixed with it.

On several stages in the center of the bar, beautiful girls were dancing slowly around the pole, wearing layers of clothing. Occasionally, a piece of clothing would be dropped, causing a commotion in the audience. It looked like it would take a long time to take off all of it. long time. The semi-hidden curved seats in the corner are separated by thin decorative walls, and dancers wearing only underwear cling to the guests to perform lap dances.

Mori Yura walked inside and finally found a gathering place for ladies to hang out.

The scene here looks exactly opposite to the place where I came just now. The handsome guys chatting with the wine were all exquisitely dressed, wearing one layer upon another. Even whether the tie was pushed to the top or hung loosely on the chest, it seemed that everything had been carefully designed; and the several figures dancing on the stage The handsome handsome man only wore leather pants and oiled his upper body. In the dim environment, the shimmer of light reflected the outlines and bulging texture of his muscles.

Mori Yuro found a booth and sat down, and Jimmy appeared in front of her after a while: "You are really here!"

He acted very surprised and happy, and Mori Yuro felt relaxed. According to Japanese custom, he opened a bottle of champagne first.

"My surname is Sunama." Japanese women need to change their surname after getting married, so Mori Yuro gave the surname of Rai's pseudonym.

"Miss Sunama." Jimmy's title completely ignored Rai, the nominal husband. Unlike those cowherds in Japan who are good at verbal compliments and being confidant, his affection was expressed very directly, and the enthusiasm of Westerners was straightforward. Expressed vividly: "You left me in the water in the morning, but it seemed that you took the air away with you. I can't wait to see you all day long."

He sat next to Mori Yuro, not too close. Although his actions were not offensive, the warm eyes he looked over still seemed to ignite the air around Mori Yuro.

Even though he knew that the other party was talking about the situation, Mori Yura was still a little warm-hearted by the praise: "We have only met once."

"But you are really special." Jimmy said seriously, "I have never seen a Japanese woman like you."

Mori Yura's temperament is indeed unique in Japan. She lowered her head and took a sip of champagne as if to hide her shyness: "If you continue like this, within five minutes of sitting down, I will call you the Ace of Spades." ”

Ace of Spades Champagne is a must-have and expensive well-known Champagne in Japanese nightclubs. It can be said to be the highest standard for such occasions.

Jimmy felt a little aggrieved by being misunderstood: "I was just expressing my longing for you, not for a commission on the drink money."

"But I'm not as good at talking as you." Moriyuro looked at Jimmy, "How can I express how happy I am to hear you say that?"

Jimmy immediately laughed. He held up Moriyuro's left hand, kissed the back of her hand, and made a gentleman's salute: "I've received it. I'm glad to make you happy."

The two chatted for a while, but Mori Yura returned to the topic of spending money.

“Do you really don’t need to get a commission from opening wine?”

Jimmy shook his head and said that it was not necessary: ​​"Mr. Ronald had already agreed on the remuneration with us before we boarded the ship. Mr. Ronald said that after all, the most important task is to make everyone who comes to play relax and have fun so that they can be calm. When doing business, compared to the benefits of doing business, drinks and drinks are just small amounts of money." Mori Yuro was a little surprised: "No matter what the results of your work are, do you get the same remuneration?"

"Those who get close to important people will get extra rewards." Jimmy revealed casually, and then said seriously to Mori Yuro, "But I only like you."

Every one of the important people on this ship is a gangster. Anyway, the reward given by Ronald is still very high, and Jimmy has no intention of getting close to dangerous people.

Little did he know that the man in front of him was planning to subvert the status of Ronald's largest business partner on the ship, Yoshikai. To a certain extent, Mori Yura is the real danger.

Of course, Mori Yuro would not tell Jimmy about this, but just nodded along with his intention: "I don't like to participate in the process of their business discussions, it feels very boring... But there are still many days on this schedule, and then they will talk Business, let alone take me with you."

Jimmy instantly caught Mori Yuro's subtext and made a very considerate invitation: "Tomorrow morning we will have a spa and sunbathe on the roof. Do you want to come together?"
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  the next day.

When Mori Yura got up, Rai, who had drunk a lot of wine due to social events, still had a headache due to a hangover, and was curled up in the quilt.

His somewhat hoarse voice sounded slowly: "So early...do we have plans in the morning?"

"Only I have it." Yuro Mori painted the lipstick carefully, keeping her mouth shape so that her voice was a little unclear, "Jimmy invited me to go to the spa together today."

Moriyuro had never told Rai this name, but Rai quickly made the right choice in his mind.

...that stripper.

In fact, Jimmy can't dance, but Moriyuro didn't know that Rai's brain circuit had turned to a magical place, and there was no way to explain this misunderstanding to his generous source of information.

Just as Moriyura picked up her phone and was about to go out, Rai hugged her from behind.

He had just climbed out of bed, wearing only a set of pajamas. His strong eight-pack abs were close to Mori Yuro's back, exuding a steady stream of warmth.

Rai put his arms around Moriyuro's shoulders, enclosing her in his arms and preventing Moriyuro from going out.

He kept kissing Mori Yuro's side face: "Is he as tall as me? If you want to see it, you can see me."

Moriyura was so beaten that he couldn't do anything. It took him a long time to pull Rai down with difficulty, and casually comforted him: "I'm going to gather information and carry out a mission. I'll be back soon."

Rai was reluctant: "Does his abs look better or mine?"

"...You're good-looking." The figure of a field member like Rai is not comparable to that of a young boy. The FBI is really good at taking advantage of it. Corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets of the undercover, Moriyuro pushed Rai to the bed, bent over, and left a bright red lip mark on his lower abdomen: "Wait until I come back, eh?"

Rai finally stopped and pressed Moriyuro's lips for a few shallow kisses.

Even though Moriyuro knew Rai was an undercover agent, he couldn't help but indulge in this half-dream and unwillingness to leave.

Akai Shuichi was so horrified.

(End of this chapter)