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"Smart!"

Natsuki finally turned his head and looked at Shiho Miyano with a smile.

At this time, Miyano Shiho saw Natsuki's face clearly.

Maybe it's because of staying up late and excessive mental exertion.

Natsuki's face was full of exhaustion, and stubble appeared from his face, densely packed and full of cheeks.

It was as if overnight, Xia Mu was much older.

Those blood-colored eyes, slightly sunken in their sockets, but shining.

"After a night without sleep, did you find such a little thing, detective."

Seeing Natsuki like this, she couldn't help but quip.

"No way, there is nothing abnormal in other cars, and most of the entry and exit times are correct..."

"If you hadn't told me just now, I wouldn't even know the model of this car."

Natsuki spread his hands and stood up from his position.

"Who made me and I such a useless detective, mourn-chan, so tired, I want to hug."

Natsuki said helplessly and threw himself into Miyano Shiho's arms.

Shiho Miyano was caught off guard by Natsuki's arms, and his chin rested on Natsuki's shoulder.

Because of the height gap, Natsuki bent over slightly, so it looked like he had thrown himself into her arms.

Her body suddenly sank, and she could clearly feel Natsuki pressing his weight on her.

Maybe Natsuki is really tired.

Shiho Miyano's slowly raised hand was finally gently placed on Natsuki. Wrapped around his waist.

She gently patted Natsuki's back.

At this time, she realized that Natsuki looked slightly thin.

The back is also so broad, firm and thick.

In a place that Shiho Miyano couldn't see, a smile suddenly appeared on Natsuki's face, looking like he had succeeded in his scheme.

"Mourning-chan."

Natsuki suddenly spoke.

"Well, I'm in."

Shiho Miyano tilted his head slightly, and the short hair on the side of his ear brushed over Natsuki's face, making Natsuki's nose itchy.

The scent of shampoo faintly enters the nose.

Mixed with the unique fragrance of the girl. Natsuki couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Natsuki smacked his lips and slowly turned his head.

"Metap!"

Shiho Miyano suddenly withdrew from Natsuki's arms and looked at Natsuki with a guarded expression.

"You don't love me anymore."

Natsuki grimaced.

"Yes."

Shiho Miyano nodded solemnly.

Before Natsuki's beard is shaved clean.

Don't love it first.

"That is to say, you before..."

Natsuki suddenly had a bright smile on his face.

"No, it should be said that I never liked you, never."

Shiho Miyano suddenly reacted and quickly said.

Then he walked out of the room with a straight face.

At the earlobe, it is already full of red light.

It's one thing to like it, it's one thing to do it, admit it yourself, it's another

, "sad, I don't finish eating in three minutes!"

Behind him came the sound of Natsuki, and the sound of a razor buzzing.

......

Downstairs, Akemi Miyano is cleaning up the table.

It looked as if she had eaten breakfast alone.

Hearing footsteps coming from the stairwell, she raised her head in surprise, as if thinking why Shiho had come downstairs at this point.

"What three minutes?"

Akemi Miyano asked curiously, she seemed to have heard someone just say, three minutes.

Blinking, an idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

She took Shiho Miyano's hand and asked in a low voice.

"Natsuki-kun, he... "

Haven't you slept all night?"

Shiho Miyano nodded. Then he shook his head again.

"I fell asleep behind me."

"Are you asleep!?"

Akemi Miyano's eyes widened.

"Hmm," Miyano Shiho's face showed a little puzzlement, "I don't know why..."

Akemi Miyano blushed slightly, but asked in a normal tone.

Shiho Miyano nodded.

Always staring at the surveillance video, through the blurry surveillance, to distinguish a car and track its journey.

It's really boring.

"This is different from the book, it was said to be like this at the beginning."

"And you have to cooperate more..."

said Akimi Miyano seriously, halfway through the words, stuck in her throat, unable to speak.

"You still understand this?"

A look of doubt flashed across Miyano Shiho's face.

When did my sister come into contact with detectives.

"I..." Miyano Akemi's face turned red, and she suddenly lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito, "I also heard what others said."

Then she turned and walked into the kitchen.

A moment later, a basin of "red dates and white porridge" came out.

"I didn't expect this to happen, so maybe there are not enough materials to prepare, and I am preparing a little more for dinner."

Miyano Shiho looked at the rice bowl in his hand and poked his head to glance at the kitchen, where the pot for cooking porridge had been thrown into the sink.

Lack of preparation means, without her share?

When did my sister be so partial to Natsuki?

"He said he wouldn't eat it."

"How about that!"

Akemi Miyano's voice was slightly raised.

"But he's just three minutes..."

Before Miyano could finish, Akemi Miyano interrupted her.

"Ahem, why don't you tell me about this kind of thing, just the two of you know."

Shiho Miyano nodded lightly.

Although she has never talked about love, she also knows that this kind of flirting between lovers cannot be said to others.

She just felt that her sister was not someone else, and she didn't feel anything about saying this kind of thing.

"You too, why don't you let Natsuki-kun rest and rest."

Akemi Miyano said with a slight reproach.

Shiho has always been supervised by the organization, to study that kind of thing, and she should not know much about things between men and women.

There are still differences between many things and written ones.

But Shiho doesn't know, and Natsuki-kun doesn't know either?

"He's not that kind of person."

Shiho Miyano shook his head.

From the moment Natsuki sat at the computer desk. She saw the firmness in Natsuki's eyes.

No problem solving. His gaze doesn't leave the screen.

"Then..."

Akemi Miyano looked surprised.

That can't be done for nothing.

Is it accurate, can't find it?

Or .

. When I used to organize a mission, I seemed to know some barefoot doctors who specialized in this area?

I heard that the folk style reviews are not bad.

"I have a friend who might be able to help."

After hesitating for a moment, Akemi Miyano said.

Shiho Miyano nodded.

Two people who were not on the same channel continued the chat without hindrance.

Until Natsuki came down from upstairs.

"I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat."

As if pinching his watch, Natsuki came down from upstairs, no more, no less, and the time was just three minutes past.

"Just three minutes."

Shiho Miyano chuckled.

Natsuki's smile stiffened on his face.

Akemi Miyano on the side widened her eyes?

Do you still want to rub salt on the wound at this time?

Xia Mujun's face is not right, what should I do?

What to say to ease the scene!

"Hahaha, three minutes is a long time, hahaha. You see breakfast is cold.

Akemi Miyano smiled awkwardly and played round.