I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Serabel remained silent until she watched her go away, then turned to the three little ones on the other side who were still being scolded by Mouri Kogoro.

Well~ Fortunately, I was lucky this time and survived.

……

The next day, a brand new red sports car parked in front of Kudo's house in the morning sunshine.

Through the window of the villa, the sound of the TV broadcast came faintly.

"Last night, the newly built twin-tower skyscraper in Nishitama City suddenly caught fire during the opening ceremony. The fire was extremely fierce. The damage caused is currently incalculable. Fortunately, there were no casualties..."

In the living room, Yukiko was lying softly on the sofa like a lazy big cat, with her arms crossed under her head and resting on Serabel's thighs. She couldn't help but complain when she heard the newscaster's voice on the TV. road.

"You young people can always come up with new tricks... Fortunately, sister, I didn't go yesterday. If I had gone, I might as well have told you over there."

"It's not enough to explain. I just came back alive."

Serabel lowered her eyes and said.

I don’t know whether it’s because the weather has been hot recently or because the two parties are getting more familiar with each other, but Yukiko seems to be wearing more and more bold clothes in front of him now... Or should I say cool?

You must know that every time he came over before, Yukiko would still wear serious pajamas or even long-sleeved pants at first.

As a result, it became more and more attractive later on, and she changed into the kind of elastic tights worn for yoga.

As for now, it's just a silk nightgown. The fabric is as thin as a cicada and semi-transparent, and it's also very short. When standing, it barely covers three inches above the knees.

Lying on her side like this in a wild position, even her butt is exposed... Well, she is actually still fat with milky white lace.

"I'm not talking about this, it's about the heart's ability to bear it!"

Lying in the boy's arms, Yukiko lazily turned over, changing from lying on her side facing the TV to lying on her back. She raised her hand and stretched out her fingertips to scratch teasingly on the latter's chin.

"Sister, I don't have a big heart like you young people. If you throw me from a height of 300 meters, my heart will definitely stop beating on the spot. Not to mention whether I fall to death or not, the mere shock will scare me to death, not to mention whether I fall to death or not. "

"I don't think it may be..."

Before Serabel could finish speaking, Yukiko pinched his nose playfully.

"So after taking such a big risk, is there anything gained this time?"

If there is any gain, of course there is.

Serabel hummed, took out her phone and operated it a few times, then opened an email from the email inbox that was sent by Secretary Sawaguchi this morning. There were more than a dozen folders attached to it.

These are the files that Serabel asked Mio Tokiwa to help find from other servers of the Tokiwa Consortium and recently uploaded by Jiami Hara.

Although the server located in the Twin Towers skyscraper has been blown up, it is still considered a large consortium after all. There is always more than one server, and all have real-time cloud synchronization functions.

This one was bombed. If it's a big deal, just look at it from the other one.

But as programmers, the things in folders are always weird. Some have a lot of stuff in them, some have a little stuff in them, and some are simply empty.

"Hmm~ Forget it, I don't understand, let's talk about it later."

Yukiko glanced at it twice before losing interest.

She sat up from the sofa with a groan, took away the phone, and skillfully put her arms around Serabel's neck and sat astride the latter's lap, leaning close to her cheek and smiling.

"By the way, I didn't see my sister all day yesterday. Have you thought about it?"

The so-called thinking means...

Serabel snorted.

"Wait a minute, I remember that you haven't been in good health these past two days..."

Before he finished speaking, a green index finger touched his lips.

Yukiko narrowed her eyes and smiled very happily.

"Well, they say there are always more solutions than difficulties. Just wait for me, sister~"

As she said that, she got up from the sofa and ran upstairs.

Three minutes later, an older girl came down with two things in her hands.

One of them, Serabel, is very familiar, and the words 0.01 printed on it can be recognized at a glance.

As for the other thing, judging from Serabel's current Japanese proficiency, it should be translated as...lubricating oil.

Seeing the shocked look of the young man on the sofa, Yukiko's cheeks turned slightly red, whether it was excitement or shyness.

"Although I have never tried it before, you have to start from the first time."?

Chapter 179: Can your sister Mary do it?

After all, it was the first time for both parties to play this kind of game, so the result was natural... Oh no, the result was quite enjoyable, but the process was a little bumpy.

It was two hours later when the movement in Kudo's living room returned to calm.

Serabel came here at 08:30 in the morning, and when the curtains in the living room were opened again, the sun that was still tilting eastward in the morning had already reached the sky, scorching the earth.

If it were a more rural place, the scene outside the window right now would be smoke coming out of every house.

In fact, according to Serabel's character, he rarely gets up so early on days when he doesn't have work or commissions.

But there is Yukiko's remote "alarm clock".

Probably - a call at seven o'clock to ask if Serabel had gotten up, a call at 07:30 to ask if Serabel had finished washing and what she wanted for breakfast, and another call at eight o'clock to ask how long it would take to arrive.

The main focus is on a young and energetic person.

Of course, this young and energetic little remote alarm clock has also stopped. He doesn't even have the energy to say anything. He can only lie on his side on the sofa with his legs crossed and spread out, exhaling lightly, biting his thumbnail with blurred eyes as if Still thinking about something.

Serabel took out a few napkins from the paper box on the coffee table, wiped away the spilled liquid around the sofa and on the floor, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, cleaning every detail of the battlefield. .

After finishing everything, she returned to the sofa and sat down. Yukiko, whose eyes were blurred just a second ago as if she was in a state of trance, lazily stretched out her arms... but did not hug her.

Without the need for verbal communication, Serabel understood and cooperatively leaned over to hug her waist and pick her up, letting an older girl's slender legs under her translucent short nightgown lie across her lap.

At the same time, Yukiko's arms were placed around Serabel's neck again.

She used her arms to close the distance and exhaled like a blue breath.

"How is it, are you satisfied?"

"Ok?"

"I mean - your sister Mary has probably never done this to you, right?"

Emmmm…

Serabel also had to admit that what Yukiko said was indeed true.

Although in theory, Europeans generally have more fun than those in the East, especially in the British and rotten countries where men are popular, Akai Marie still belongs to the rather conservative and self-sufficient group.

At least so far, Serabelle has really not tried any weird ways of playing with Akai Marie. Every time, they are just like a normal couple sleeping in the same room. No matter how exciting they are, they just go too far.

Perhaps the most outrageous thing was that one time when they came back from a mission on a weekend night, considering that it was not convenient for Sera Masumi to be at home, the two of them simply stopped the car and turned off the lights in the woods halfway, and started directly in the car.

That was the most exciting time in Serabel's memory so far, and he was forced to clean the interior of the car thoroughly the next day after returning from that time, in order not to be discovered when he sent Sera Masumi back to school on Sunday. Strange.

But in short, those are serious places.

"Huhuhu~ No matter what you say, it's never happened before, right?"

Noticing the slightest hint of wavering in Serabel's expression, Yukiko smiled even more happily.

She lowered her voice and blew into the former's ear.

"You said...your sister Mary wouldn't rush to fight with me because of this kind of thing, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case."

Serabel answered immediately.

This is a question that can be answered without thinking. After all, once Kiko and Akai Marie meet, no matter what the process is, there will only be one result in the end.

That is, he will be arrested by the police first.

"Forget it, I won't bother you anymore, come on, come on, let me down first. Sitting like this all the time is so tiring. I don't have much energy to begin with..."

As Yukiko spoke, she moved her legs off the sofa, sat down properly, and leaned sideways on Serabel's shoulder.

And Serabel also reached out to her at the right time.

"Where's my phone?"

"Mobile..."

Yukiko looked around after hearing this, and finally found the mobile phone in the corner of the sofa that was about to fall through the gap.

She reached out and picked it up with two fingers, and then hung it in front of Serabel like a claw machine.

"Give."

"Thank you."

Serabel took the phone and unlocked the screen, then clicked on the email app again, and reopened the email from Secretary Sawaguchi in the inbox.

Yukiko leaned her face on his shoulder, tilted her head to look at the content on the screen, and her cheeks moved slightly.

"What are you doing, why are you looking at those documents again?"

Serabel hummed and explained: "These are the files that the programmer named Hara Jiaming uploaded to the Tokiwa Consortium's server. Although it is just a suspicion and a possibility, all the information currently on hand shows that he is related to There is a lot of connection between the black organizations, so I want to see what he uploaded to the server of Changpan Consortium, which made the gang of drug sellers in the winery go out of their way to blow up the server of the Twin Towers skyscraper. "

"Oh? You told me earlier, let's take a look."

When she heard that it was related to the black organization, Yukiko suddenly became interested.

Serabel followed the instructions and clicked on the attachments in the email one by one.

Not surprisingly, most of the folders were filled with things he couldn't understand, but fortunately there was a small text file named "Remarks" at the bottom of each large folder.

Serabel thought for a while and clicked on one of the notes.

Because it is only a few bytes in size, the text file is opened in a flash.

There is only one line of small words inside - prediction of appearance in 20 years.

Huh?

Looking at this line of small words, Serabel immediately thought of the instrument he used to take pictures when he first went to the Twin Towers skyscraper.

But that thing is used to predict what the appearance will look like ten years from now, and this one is from 20 years later.

So Serabel changed a few more folders and checked the notes separately, and found that the contents were very different. They just changed from 20 years later to 30 years later, then 40 years later, and 50 years later, and then changed to the past. ago, from ten years ago to 20 years ago, and then 34 to 50 years...

???

Wait a minute...what the hell are these winery drug sellers doing?

Black tech filter for headshots?

Serabel's head was filled with questions.

……

On the other side, next door to Ali's house, as the door opened and closed, Mingmei, who had just gone out to take out the lunch garbage, changed her shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room, looking at her sister who was reading a book on the sofa.

"Speaking of which, it seems that a new resident has moved here. I just saw a red sports car on the roadside outside. It seemed like..."

She recalled the license plate.

The brown-haired girl on the sofa just said softly.

"That's not the new resident, that's his car."

"'he'?"

Mingmei tilted her head and didn't understand.

Hui Yuan Ai did not explain, but raised her head and looked at her sister.

Mingmei was slightly startled.

"Eh? No way, but I remember that Sierra-kun's car is not a black Audi?"

"What I said before, yes..."

Hui Yuan Ai lowered her head again and said calmly when her eyes fell on the book.

"As for the red sports car you mentioned, sister, it was the one he participated in yesterday."

……Eh?