People Are in Rice Flowers, the Male God of Tea Art at the Beginning

"Have you, your strength, been raised to this level?"

Tsukamoto Yumi trembled all over, and even felt a trace of obvious fear.

The school girl who was far inferior to her in the past has grown to such a level that even she has to look up!

"It's amazing! It's amazing!"

"Cheng, you are really amazing!"

Before she could wait for Tsukamoto Sumi to come to say hello, she saw the schoolgirl who was so powerful that she feared, jumping into the arms of the strange man with excitement and joy.

It was like a little girl in a passionate love period, blushing ashamed and acting like a spoiled child in her lover's arms.

"This……"

"Could it be that the person who shot just now was not Maori, but him?"

Tsukamoto Sumi was even more shocked, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Very tall, at least 180.

The body does not look particularly strong, but it has an inexplicable sense of symmetry.

He was so handsome that he looked like a movie star, with a gentle smile on his face, and he didn't look like a karate master at all.

Moreover, Mingming went through a great battle, defeating the entire Karate club, nearly 30 members.

However, there was no trace of exhaustion on the man's face, and even his breathing was unbelievably steady. .

Chapter 23

"Tsukamoto-senpai!"

Mao Lilan greeted from a distance.

"Mauri, long time no see!"

Tsukamoto Sumimi also waved.

But her eyes have been unable to move away from the man.

"She is?"

Tono Makoto asked suspiciously.

The girl in front of her has delicate facial features and a beautiful appearance.

Moreover, with short hair like a boy, there is a refreshing and handsome feeling.

If you change her short skirt into men's clothes, I am afraid that she will instantly become a handsome guy at the school grass level, enough to fascinate thousands of girls.

With Dongye Makoto's familiarity with Conan's plot, he couldn't remember who she was for a while.

A bit like Shiliang Zhenchun's style, but more beautiful and girly than Shiliang Zhenchun.

At least, you can tell at a glance that it is a girl, and it is a very beautiful girl, but it is just a kind of beauty that is close to handsome.

"Forgot to introduce, she is Tsukamoto Shumi, Tsukamoto-senpai."

"It's a senior in the third year of high school, and also my senior in the karate club, the former head of the karate club."

"This year, in order to prepare for the university entrance examination, I resigned as the general."

Xiaolan warmly introduced it.

Obviously, she admires this senior sister very much, and feels like a sister.

"Hello, Tsukamoto Shumi!"

Tsukamoto Yumi stretched out her hand.

"Makoto Higashino, second grade, and Xiaolan are in the same class."

Tono Makoto shook his head.

Cold touch, with a little softness.

But in the next second, a strong force came from the palm of the girl.

Like thunder, like a torrent.

As if in an instant, he was about to throw his entire body and fly out.

Boom!

Tono Makoto lightly stepped on the ground.

It seems that the ground wire is connected, and all the power of the opponent is dissipated.

"Xue, senpai?"

Xiaolan watched the two of them shaking hands.

For more than ten seconds, he didn't let go, and he couldn't help being a little jealous.

"what?"

"That, that... Maori, your boyfriend is very strong!"

"Strong!"

Tsukamoto Yumi quickly pulled her hand away, only to realize the embarrassment just now.

In front of the school girl, holding the hand of someone else's boyfriend, this is really...

The more she thought about it, the more she blushed, and she was almost ashamed.

"Senpai just wanted to give me a shoulder throw, right?"

"However, that's a judo move, not karate!"

Tono Makoto said with a smile.

"Hahaha...was discovered."

"It looks like I'm not even your opponent."

Tsukamoto Yumi smiled awkwardly, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief.

"So this is ah!"

"Senior, you are really, you still like to compete with others so much."

Xiao Lan complained helplessly.

When I was in the karate club before, Tsukamoto Sumi, who was separated by three or five, had to ask her for a test.

After all, in the whole school, apart from the coach, the only person who can compete with her is herself.

"No more, no more."

"I'm a prospective student, and I have to go home for tuition."

"goodbye!"

Tsukamoto Sumi waved his hand and trotted away quickly.

It was not until she walked out of the school gate that she slowed down and touched her cheek.

Hot red!

……

Maori Detective Agency.

A rare Mercedes-Benz s500 was parked in a place where the door was usually empty.

"Could it be, there are guests again?"

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz at the door, Xiao Lan walked upstairs excitedly.

It's been a long time since my father quit his job as a detective and started this detective agency.

The family's income has also been unstable, and they can't even afford a cheap used car.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Xiaolan opened the door and was immediately dumbfounded.

His father, who was usually sloppy and alcoholic, was sitting on the sofa in a suit and leather shoes with a meticulous hairstyle.

On the opposite side of him, was sitting a young and beautiful girl.

Dressed in fashionable fashion, with long curly chestnut hair and a cute pink bow headband, she looks like a star, and she has the pure and cuteness of the girl next door.

"That, that, that is..."

Xiaolan covered her mouth, stammering and speechless.

"Yoko Okino?"

Tono Makoto recognized it.

That stylish and cute girl is obviously the idol singer Okino Yoko who is now popular in Japan!

"Be quiet, don't let others know about Miss Yoko's whereabouts!"

A tall and thin man in a suit beside him quickly reminded.

"Do not worry!"

"I'm all over Tokyo..."

"No, he is the most professional detective in Japan!"

"Once the commission is accepted, the client's privacy will never be revealed."

"What's more, it's still Miss Yoko's entrustment!"

Maori Kogoro's serious expression turned into a pig face as he talked.

Facing Yoko Okino in front of him, his mouth was almost drooling.

"Dad, what the hell is going on?"