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

After saying that, Tomoko Suzuki took a deep breath, turned over and came directly above Serabel, and then lowered her head forcefully.

The moment when lips and teeth meet, a moment is equated with eternity.

Like a dragonfly touching water, Suzuki Tomoko quickly raised her head and combed the hair hanging down on the side of her face with her little finger to her ear.

With such a simple movement, the blush on her cheeks that had finally faded reappeared, like an ember rekindled.

But Suzuki Tomoko still restrained herself, lifted the quilt and sat on the bedside, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor one by one and put them on again.

Serabel also sat up. His clothes were on the sofa on the other side of the bed near the floor-to-ceiling window. He reached out and grabbed the three-to-five-to-two suit, and then turned to Tomoko Suzuki, who was still wearing clothes.

"Shall I help you back?"

"...Well, it's okay, I probably won't need it yet."

Tomoko Suzuki seemed a little moved, but after thinking rationally, she still chose to refuse.

She put all her clothes back on her body neatly, stood up with one hand on the bedside table, and tried to walk a few steps while holding on to the wall.

In the first two steps, I staggered a bit due to my weak legs, but by the third and fourth steps, I almost returned to my usual neatness.

As if feeling a little proud of this, Suzuki Tomoko turned around and smiled softly at the boy across the bed.

"Don't underestimate your ability to hold on... Okay, then it's almost time for me to go back."

Sera Bell stopped her.

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and see if there's anyone else in the corridor."

"That's true. Then I'll leave it to you, Bell."

……

A minute later, Serabel, who had sent Mrs. Suzuki away, returned to the room. She looked at the spacious bed but had no urge to lie down on it.

To be honest, he didn't feel very tired even after experiencing such a fierce battle just now.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't gone on a killing spree like this for a long time. After finishing off the group of red Siamese cats on the airship during the day, Serabel felt that she had entered some kind of wonderful state.

It was an indescribable feeling of relief, as if the blood in the whole body suddenly became unobstructed, and blood with extremely sufficient oxygen content was circulating steadily between every blood vessel and every bone seam.

This feeling cannot be said to be very strong. If I had to describe it, it would be similar to the first time Rinura Rikuo, the grandson of the Slippery Ghost, turned into a monster form.

It makes people feel that it is a huge waste to just sleep instead of doing anything else in this state.

After thinking for a moment, Serabel pulled out the key card and left the room.

Anyway, go downstairs and buy a cup of coffee first.

This time we went down to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. Although it sounds a bit magical, it is true that even in such a high-end hotel, there are still vending machines in the lobby on the first floor.

However, just when Serabel came to the vending machine and was about to buy a can of sweet MAX coffee, a man who looked like the lobby manager came over from the front desk of the hotel not far away.

"Hello, is this Mr. Sierra Bell from Room XXX?"

Ok?

Serabel's hand that was about to insert the coin stopped in mid-air, and Xun Sheng turned her head and glanced.

"What is wrong with me?"

"It's like this. Just now, Ms. Sifus, who lives in Room xxx on the same floor as you, said she would wait for you at the bar in the hotel. We originally wanted to call and inquire directly..."

Before the lobby manager could finish speaking, Serabel interrupted him.

"Stop, who is this Sifusi?"

"Eh? Don't you recognize me?"

When asked this question, the lobby manager was also stunned.

"But the other party did name you and asked us to tell you that her name is Sifusi Sijanzhi."

"Uh--"

Serabel's eyes gradually became wiser.

Sifu Si Si Zhan Zhi, this pronunciation is transliterated into English as Thieves Strange, which is translated as thief·strange.

The habit of English names is that the surname comes last and the first name comes first. If it is changed to the Japanese name habit, it will be a strange thief.

Referred to as the Phantom Thief.

It's really your fault. ?

Chapter 226 The Phantom Thief’s Wife Listens to the Corner

A first-class hotel usually has a complete service system, such as express delivery, door-to-door delivery, simple medical diagnosis, etc., which allows hotel residents to meet most of their needs without stepping out of the hotel door. .

The bar element is also included.

Different from the disco bars in popular understanding, most of the hotel bars are quiet bars, without cool lighting effects or dance floors where demons are dancing.

There are only soft and comfortable sofa booths, and elegant piano music or melodious saxophone tunes echo in the air.

Serabel is our destination in 10 minutes.

Although Japanese law prohibits drinking before the age of 20, it is still possible to simply go to a bar, as long as you can find a place.

Of course, the same thing applies, if you are under age, you can only drink milk even if you go in.

The bar in the Conrad Hotel has a very traditional and old-style decoration style. The door has a wind chime hanging on the mahogany door handle. As long as you push it gently, the clear and sweet wind chime will sound.

However, since it was business hours, the door remained open, and Serabel walked straight in without opening the door.

When we arrived at the bar, the faint aroma of wine filled the air and immediately hit us.

Looking around, there was no one in the bar.

The bartender at the bar nearby noticed the arrival of a customer and put down the cup he was wiping.

"Hello, are you alone or have you made an appointment with a friend?"

"Find someone."

Serabel was concise and to the point.

"The name she gave you should be - Sifusi Sijanzhi."

"It's...Mr. Serabel, right? Miss Si Zhanzhi has told us in advance. If you go sideways into the hall from here, you should be able to see it a little further in."

The bartender professionally raised his hand to show direction.

Serabel didn't say much, nodded to show her understanding, and then walked away.

The bar lobby is somewhat similar to the shape of a banana. The door and bar are where the banana is connected to the head of the pole. Serabel walked back until she reached about one-third of the way to the end when she finally saw Miss Severs.

That's right, seeing it, not recognizing it.

The reason why I didn't recognize him was because it was a bit different from what I remembered, but I knew him because there was no one else after that.

In other words, they were the only two customers in the entire bar.

She was a beautiful woman with a young appearance and mature temperament. She might only be in her early thirties from the outside. She had short straight burgundy hair, and her seductive red lips were lightly pressed against the rim of the goblet in her hand. , sipping a cocktail as if hanging up, his amber eyes looking absently at the large floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of him, the bright lights of Osaka Castle reflected in his pupils.

Serabel did not sit down opposite her rashly, but just stood there and observed quietly.

It wasn't until a few seconds passed that the woman biting the rim of the wine glass seemed to realize that a gaze had been undisguisedly falling on her from the very beginning.

She came back to her senses and turned around to look back. Her eyes met Serabel's in the air. She was slightly startled, and then she laughed softly.

"What, aren't you here? Since you are here, why are you standing there stupidly, feeling embarrassed to see your beautiful sister?"

"I'm not sorry, it's just that your appearance doesn't really match my impression. I'm not sure if I've recognized the wrong person."

Now that her identity was confirmed, Serabel sat down across from her without any courtesy, raised her head and cast her gaze squarely on the face of the thief's wife.

"Mainly, you look a bit..."

"Ok?"

Before he could even say the last word, he just made a mouth gesture, and the eyebrows of Kuroyu Qianying, who was sitting on the other side of the booth, seemed to be raised.

Serabel hesitated, thought for a moment, and changed her words decisively.

"A little mature."

"Hmm~"

Kuroyu Qianying's almost raised eyebrows calmed down again.

Then she raised the corners of her lips, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face that was slightly red due to the effect of alcohol.

"But this is normal, after all, I am a mother!"

"……what?"

This time it was Serabel's turn to be stunned.

Mother?What the hell?What on earth is this guy talking about?

"Can't you understand?" Kuroba Chikage tilted her head, "To put it simply, the Kaitou Kid who met you in his true form before is my daughter, and the one here now is my mother. You see, there is no such thing. Wearing a cross-dressing mask is your real face..."

As she spoke, she raised her head and pulled her neck a few times in a demonstrative manner.

fuck?

Serabel's mood could no longer be described as surprised, it was simply astonishing.

What is this, mother and daughter soldiers going into battle?

After spending less than three seconds to sort out her thoughts, Serabel silently raised her hand to hold her forehead and massaged her temples with her middle finger and thumb.

"Okay, so what should I call this strange thief wife?"

"Kuroba Chikage."

Kuroba Qiankage did not shy away from announcing his name.

"Just call me Qianying, or it would be better if I could change the suffix to sister."

Are all slightly older women keen on having men much younger than them call them sister?

Serabel thought.

"...Are you thinking of something rude?"

"Nothing."

After a brief exchange of names, Serabel got straight to the point.

"So why did Ms. Qianying invite me here..."

Kuroyu Qianying didn't answer immediately after hearing this. She raised her chin and hummed for a while, then suddenly clicked her tongue.

"Actually, there's nothing else to do. After all, we didn't recognize each other on the airship, so I just wanted to see what kind of person he was, who could see through the true face of our Qianzi in the first confrontation, and get to know him a little more deeply. ?”

God, let’s take a closer look...

The words were very ambiguous, but before Serabel could speak, Kuroba Qiankage took the lead and clapped her hands with an eh.

"Wait a minute, did I just expose the real name of our Qianzi?"

"..."

Naturally cute?

Somehow, this adjective popped up in Serabel's head.

However, this understanding was soon shattered by Kuroba Chikage's next speech.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Sister, I believe that Sera-kun, you are someone who can keep secrets."

The Kaitou Wife's eyes changed, and her tone took on a hint of threat.

"But if the secret is leaked out, I will tell the whole world about Sera-kun and that Mrs. Suzuki."

!! ?

This was really a heavyweight punch, catching Serabel by surprise.

"How...how do you know this?"

"Hey, hey, no matter what, I am still a lady who once had great magical powers. How can there be anything in the world that I don't know about~"

As Kuroba Qiankage spoke, he raised his hand to cover up the suspicious blush on his cheeks by flipping his hair. At the same time, he took off the tiny monitoring headphones in his ears and hid them. ?