Conan's Refusal to Confess

"Ugh…"

Hearing that she was still sighing in distress, Belmode couldn't help frowning and interrupted, "Okay, shut up and don't talk."

Baileys spread her hands and continued, "Oh, what a night with wonderful memories."

Belmod gritted his silver teeth slightly, but suddenly loosened his brows, and said with a light smile, "Thank you anyway, after all, you didn't do anything else."

Her own body knew that although the hangover pain was still there, she hadn't been done anything excessive.

Bailey Tian said that she had done everything, but in fact she didn't do anything, and it was true that she took care of herself.

Noriko Amamiya nodded, "Because you almost vomited all over, dear Belmode, it's more important to wash you first."

"... "

Belmode looked calm, and fumbled around under the quilt, where is my pistol?

After all, Belmode has woken up, because she drank too much alcohol and was hangover. Although she is still in a bad state, she doesn't need to, and she won't let Bailitian take care of her anymore.

After calming down, Belmode pulled off the quilt and got out of bed and went to the bathroom barefoot.

She didn't care about the way Bailitian looked at her body at all, or she was quite proud, at least she could probably see that Bailitian's figure was not what she expected.

She is better than Bailitian in terms of figure. She is not a shy person in the first place, and she has been seen by Bailitian anyway. At this time, it is more like deliberately showing her proud figure at will.

Noriko Amamiya curled her lips, you have the nerve to compare my figure with me, a minor, and you won.

After closing the door and taking care of himself in the bathroom, Belmode, who came out with a more refreshed face, changed into the skirt that Noriko Amamiya put inside.

After she came out, she sat on a chair in the room, folded her legs gracefully, and glanced at the layout of the room.

A large room with a double bed, but in terms of design and all aspects, it is not a relatively high-end hotel.

She glanced at Baili Tian, ​​who was blowing her hair, and lowered her head slightly to let her hair hang down on one side. She could only see half of her profile, which still made her feel exquisite.

"This is her real appearance? That's really pretty, no wonder it reveals a narcissistic atmosphere."

Belmode thought to himself, glanced at the double bed, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why don't you make two beds? Do you want to sleep with me so much?"

Noriko Amamiya stopped the hair dryer for a while, and gave her an innocent look, "Because someone is still a man when he is drunk, it would be good if I carried you to the room."

The young lady at the front desk looked as if she was going to do something to this drunk man.

Belmode "…"

She didn't want to know what happened to her when she was drunk.

"How about those bastards?"

Noriko Amamiya raised her chin on the table over there, and said casually, "I'm probably already lying down in the hospital."

As long as he is not dead, not seriously disabled or something, then at most it is a question of how long to lie down, and it should be regarded as a life lesson.

Isn't it very profitable to learn the real truth with a non-life-threatening lesson, or to be beaten by a super beautiful beauty?

Being a jerk is also risky.

Besides, she was beaten in a vest, and turned around to make an account, so what does it have to do with Miss Yugong?

Belmode didn't care about the results of the gangsters, and Bailey Tian probably acted appropriately. As long as no one died, the police would not be particularly concerned about the gangsters.

It would be better to say that these social scum are disgusting, and the police have nothing to do with them when there is no major incident.

At this time, they themselves have suffered, so the police are probably happy to see it happen.

Belmode tilted her head and looked in the direction Bailitian indicated. On the table was a pair of gloves with fair skin thinner than cicada wings. If she read correctly, there were fine fake fingerprints.

Who did you learn the disguise technique from?

Belmode really wanted to ask, but Bailitian definitely wouldn't say it, so she didn't make a sound, just glanced a few more times.

The cost of Baileys' disguise props is extremely high.

But with her disguise ability, money is just a number, and there are countless ways to get it.

Belmode and Bailitian looked at each other for a long time, then went straight to bed and fell into the quilt.

"I have a headache, I'll continue to sleep, you can do whatever you want."

In her own current state, it is absolutely impossible to beat Baileys. Rather than being molested by her and unable to fight back, she might as well sleep, just as her head hurts badly.

Noriko Amamiya said strangely, "I should have already fed you hangover soup."

Belmode didn't even want to open his eyes. "Normal people drink [-]-degree rum as beer, and they have to lie down for a day for any hangover soup!"

Noriko Amamiya nodded, but still wanted to say, "I'm a normal person."

Belmode said firmly, "No, you are not."

But if a normal person drinks like this, he should lie down like himself.

Noriko Amamiya looked at the appearance of lying upright, not worried about what she would do at all, but I still have to remind her to "check out at 12 noon."

Belmode immediately opened his eyes again, his beautiful eyes turned towards Baileys. He didn't know what time it was, but looking at the light outside the window, it was at least ninety o'clock in the morning.

Her goal is to sleep until dark, to clear the negative state of her body in one fell swoop, if she only sleeps for two hours and waits until she gets up again, won't it kill her?

Although I am a ruthless killer, I actually drank a few glasses of eighty-proof alcohol.