People in Conan: Becoming a wife-protecting madman at the beginning

Under the moonlight, Belmode looked at the two-meter-high wall with blazing eyes. His proud figure suddenly jumped up, climbed on the wall with one hand, and then disappeared into the darkness.

After landing softly, she took out a piece on her body and walked out of the shadow of the wall. The moonlight shone on her body. She held a human skin mask in her hand...

...

Neon National Highway.

Yusheng Fujiwara is experiencing the speed and passion of a real person.

"Alas--"

The outskirts were deserted, and Fujiwara Yusheng roared loudly, and he suddenly understood those racers who like to roar and scream.

However, understanding is understanding, and it really made him encounter Zhao Hammer.

After this hurricane novelty, all that was left was the boring time of rushing, and finally he arrived at Miyano's former residence three hours later.

This place has been improved into a newspaper office, and he pried open the door with ease. The neon lights in the world of Conan are better, but every household has surveillance cameras.

I don't know if it's because of my brain, anyway, it's over if it's convenient for him to break into the empty door.

Which one is it... why does this newspaper office have an extra toilet.

Never mind, it's all broken.

Yusheng Fujiwara opened both toilets, but found nothing.

Strange, strange...Fujiwara Yusei scratched his head, could it be that he remembered wrongly?

Impossible... come here in high spirits, but return in disappointment.

On the way back, he had a solemn expression on his face. He was sure that he remembered the plot correctly and what went wrong.

Once back and forth, it took nearly six hours on the road, and it was seven o'clock in the morning, and Yusheng Fujiwara was almost home.

The home of Yusei Fujiwara.

Hui Yuan woke up early in the morning, and when she turned over, she found that she was hugged tightly by Yu Sheng Fujiwara, feeling the movement in her arms, Yu Sheng Fujiwara also woke up.

"Good morning." Hui Yuan Ai yawned sleepily, and then seemed to be waiting for something, but Fujiwara Yusheng did not move.

A few seconds passed.

"Good morning, Xiao Ai."

Fujiwara Yusheng squeezed Huihara Ai's face, and kissed him again.

The two were very close to each other, Hui Yuan Ai suddenly said that he wanted to get up to go to the toilet, Fujiwara Yusheng let her go and let her go.

Hui Yuanai's complexion changed when she came to the toilet, she held her breath, and moved very lightly, she reached out to the sink, and put a [-]-type pistol under it.

She rang the flush toilet, then took advantage of this time to load the pistol, fired the safety and went back to the room.

Pushing the door open, she pointed the gun at the bed, which was bulging. She, who has been good at calculation all the year round, immediately realized that there was no person on the bed, most likely it was a pillow or something.

Immediately turned around and pointed behind him, only to see a handkerchief stained with drugs.

At the last moment when Haibara Ai fainted, her desperate eyes met the disguised Fujiwara Yusei.

"I can only let you sleep quietly for a while."

Belmode took off the mask, and then stroked Hui Yuanai who was already unconscious, "No wonder, it's a bit surprising to be able to fascinate him like this."

Belmode covered her mouth and smiled lightly, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Hui Yuanai who was sleeping peacefully, another amusing thought popped up in her mind. www.

She put Hui Yuan Ai in another room, which was full of cuteness, echoing the girl's age, revealing a room with a youthful atmosphere.

It is the house that Fujiwara Yusei prepared for Haibara Ai before.

"He is so kind to you." Belmode opened the closet and swept through the pieces of clothing with one hand.

When her eyes fell on Haibara Ai who was already unconscious but still frowning, her loneliness was beyond words. After so many years, there was finally a man who could arouse her interest.

It's a pity that Luo Hua intends to be ruthless. In this world, it's always so illogical.

Sighing softly, Belmode took out the mold from the bag, compared it with Haibara Ai's face shape, and then compared it with Miyano Shiho's photos.

In front of the dressing table, she held the face-changing paste and hair, and re-engraved Miyano Shiho's appearance in front of the mirror bit by bit.

When she was finally done, her heart was beating so fast that she didn't know what she was doing.

She may be a little angry, she doesn't know where she is worse than Miyano Shiho, maybe it's just an opportunity missing.

Chapter 32 Belmode Kissed Ai

When Fujiwara Yusheng came home and saw that there was no one in the living room, he was relieved. He was a little afraid to see Huiyuan Ai sitting in the living room when he returned home, perhaps with red eyes, crying and hugging him, asking where he had been.

Or with a stern face, ask him if he has gone out to steal, no matter which one, he is not easy to answer.

She is not such a person... Fujiwara Yusei was a little funny at his own thoughts, even if he didn't get the tape, he could think of other ways.

Pushing open the room, he found something was wrong, if it was Hui Yuanai, it should be small, curled up in that small place.

However, from the perspective of Fujiwara Yusheng, the brown hair was much longer than before, and his back was facing him, and the place where the quilt undulated was a curve.

Gudong....

Fujiwara Yusheng walked over and squatted next to "Haihara Ai", looking at this exquisite sleeping face, mature face, delicate and charming lips, and sultry eyelashes that gently fluctuate up and down with his breath, he couldn't help but wonder. Consciously swallowed saliva.

No, how did Zhibao change back... Well, he wasn't around for just one night, and it wasn't ten years, so how could he change back.

To be on the safe side, Fujiwara Yusheng woke up "Huihara Ai", he never thought that the one in front of him was a fake Haibara Ai.

Who would come to his house for nothing to pretend to be Miyano Shiho, and this appearance was really exactly the same as the Miyano Shiho he had seen.

"Hmm~" "Miyano Shiho"'s eyelashes fluttered, his mouth was slightly opened, and there was a hint of infinite charm between his red lips and white teeth.

"Yu Shengjun, are you back?"

Ok?

How did she know I was out?

Looking at the dazed Fujiwara Yusei, Miyano Shiho said nervously, "Actually, I know you went out last night."

Miyano Shiho looked at Fujiwara Yusheng shyly with winking eyes, his vermilion lips moved slightly.

The two were close at hand, but Fujiwara Yusheng did not kiss.

"Well, get up quickly, I'll make you breakfast."

Ignoring Miyano Shiho's charming eyes, Fujiwara Yusei left the room.

He went straight to the living room, reached out and took out the pistol that had been hidden in the hollow brick in the flower bed.

Under normal circumstances, if he doesn't go on missions or go out with Hui Yuanai, he won't carry a gun.

When he returned to the room, Belmode was already sitting on the edge of the bed, she was a little down, with her hands propped on the bed, and the camouflage mask was on her left hand.

"You are really a family. One went out to use the bathroom, the other went to cook, and they all came back with guns."

Belmode smiled self-deprecatingly, even if she didn't have to pretend to be Miyano Shiho, she herself was a top-notch beauty.

"Where's Shiho?"

"In the princess-like room that belongs to her, to be honest, I envy her very much."

Belmode said to herself, she never looked at Yusheng Fujiwara, she didn't want to see Yusheng Fujiwara's eyes.

"I probably have, for more than 30 years, I haven't been like this."

After saying this, without waiting for Yusheng Fujiwara to speak, Belmode suddenly stood up, opened his hands and faced Yusheng Fujiwara, "Come on."

She closed her eyes calmly, but Yusei Fujiwara put down the pistol at this moment.

Sure enough... death did not come, Belmode's lonely face regained some expression, "I am still alive after being pointed at by Potter's gun, then, I have already died once, so I have to be bold." It's one o'clock..."

In an instant, Belmode hugged Yusheng Fujiwara.

Just hugging, Fujiwara Yusei's brain crashed, this woman can be said to be his grandma, I don't know what she is doing.

Fujiwara was at a loss for the rest of his life, for fear that Haibara Ai would see this scene.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while, it will be fine in a while, your princess can't wake up now, I use a lot."

"What? Did you drug her?" Fujiwara Yusheng frowned, and quickly pushed her away, "I can tell you responsibly, I only have Zhibao in my heart."

"Why are you nervous? I don't want you to be responsible."

"It's not a question of irresponsibility, it's a question of principle."

Fujiwara Yusei spoke sternly, and then drew a line with her. In Ke Xue's world, the two women he admired most were Miyano Shiho and Belmode.

Both of them are women with stories, and if he chooses Miyano Shiho, then he has to be responsible to Miyano Shiho. This is not a question of being affectionate or not.

If Miyano Shiho finds out, she will inevitably be disappointed, and may even disappear since then. With her heart, it is hard to think about it.

However, Belmode treated Hui Yuan Ai quite well in the original play, which is why he was unwilling to offend the other party.

However, Belmode is now interested in him for some reason.

This is not a good thing. Being friends is almost enough, but he didn't dare to think that the relationship could be further developed. As a result, he was directly fed to his mouth.

Fujiwara Yusheng admitted that he did have a heartbeat just now, but not all heartbeats have to be implemented, so he would be a scumbag.

"I understand."

Belmode looked at Fujiwara Yusei who lowered his head in thought, and immediately smiled, "If you betrayed Miyano Shiho so easily, I would worry that you are not a person worthy of entrustment."

"Take good care of her, her mother and I are friends, if you let me know that you are sorry for her, I will take care of you instead of Elena!"

Mother's friend...Fujiwara Yusheng thought about it and was terrified, taking a deep breath.

Once Belmode's real age is considered.

He was dumbfounded. According to his relationship with Miyano Shiho, if Belmode really had such a relationship, he would have to call Aunt Belmode.

This mess... Belmode's mood has stabilized, and he is no longer as vulnerable as before.

In a blink of an eye, she returned to being a seductive fairy again, and she winked at Yusheng Fujiwara, "I'm going first, she's about to wake up."

"Come play later~"

"Farewell, my--my-aunt."

Fujiwara Yusheng stared at Belmod with fishy eyes, almost choking Belmod to death.

In principle, Yusei Fujiwara was reminding Belmod of their relationship, but Belmod was struggling with that word.

Am I that old... Belmode touched his face, and then smiled brightly. He didn't expect to hear that Porter's Gin is good, but he realized it today.

"There's what you want in it, and if I'm a day late, Chianti will blow it up."

Before leaving, she threw a bag of things in her bag on the bed, and as the words fell, the sound of closing the door downstairs came.

Could it be that there are tapes inside?

Chapter 33 Departure, Fujiwara's hometown in Gunma Prefecture

Yusheng Fujiwara opened the thing, and it turned out to be a tape, and it was intact. Yusheng Fujiwara checked it, and there was no sign of a running tape.

This woman, do you want me to owe you favors?

If Chianti did it, this crazy woman can't even drink gin, she might go crazy and blow up the newspaper office if she couldn't find it. I can't get it, and neither can you.

Recalling the lunatic woman with the butterfly tattoo on the corner of her eye, Fujiwara Yusei sneered, he had never lost in a competition.

He took the tape and walked to the bed, the sun had already risen, knowing that Hui Yuan Ai was fine, he didn't panic too much, facing the rising sun, a motorcycle passed by downstairs.

Yusheng Fujiwara recognized the motorcycle at a glance, wasn't it the one he bought for zero yuan last night?

The person in the car, with his hair flying in the wind, draws a gorgeous arc, and his proud figure is more and more revealed because of the riding.

Belmode...

The people in the car pressed the horn to him, which is the favorite way of greeting drivers.

Fujiwara Yusheng stared at the figure until it disappeared at the end of the street.

Sending off Belmode, he is holding the tape now, but there is no sense of surprise for Haibara Ai now, the New Year's gift that was agreed, then give it to her in the New Year.

When he came to Haibara Ai's room, there was a pistol on the bedside table, Fujiwara Yusei remembered Belmode's words before, and couldn't help laughing.

The effect of the medicine has almost disappeared. Hearing the laughter beside the bed, Hui Yuanai's head was dizzy, but in her memory, the fake Fujiwara Yusei made her faint.