Conan's refusal to confess

Chapter 218 Drive!
"you're awake."

Bailitian's gentle and considerate words made the dizzy Belmode dizzy for a while.

She stretched out her hands and stroked her temples painstakingly. At first she felt that she was in a dangerous situation, and she was quite sober, but at this moment she was a little unable to think.

She didn't bother to think about it, she rubbed her temples to relieve her headache, and looked at Baileys: "What have you done?"

Noriko Amamiya pursed her lips, lowered her head with a shy look, and played with a strand of still wet hair with her slender fingers: "I have done everything that should be done."

"... "

Belmode pulled a pretty face, but also suddenly reacted.

She touched her face and long blond hair, her disguise was completely taken off by Baileys, and now she is completely her original appearance.

Belmode opened the quilt to take a look, then looked up at Baileys, feeling even more headache.

"Then you have too much to do."

Noriko Amamiya stopped pretending to be with her, her crescent moons crooked when she smiled, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "After all, I am a gentle person."

It doesn't count what she said, Belmode will understand for himself, but it seems that Baili Tian at least removed her makeup and took a shower.

She can still smell the scent of shampoo and body wash, and the soft smell is probably not a small brand.

Belmode glanced at the smiling Baileys. Counting New York to help him treat his wounds, this was the second time he had fallen into this guy's hands.

Fortunately, nothing too bad should have happened.

"I wanted to change your clothes at first, but you are very resistant to wearing clothes when you are drunk."

"... "

"It's fine if you don't want to wear clothes, but you keep hanging them on me to take advantage, and it makes my clothes get wet."

"... "

"Bathing you is harder than bathing a cat, so I have to do it again after taking a bath with you."

"... "

"Ugh…"

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

Bailitian 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 is 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, looked 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.

Yugong Noriko said strangely: "I should have 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 express: "I am a normal person."

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

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

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

Belmode took a deep breath: "Can't you continue the room?"

"I've felt all over your body, and there's nothing that can prove your identity."

Noriko Amamiya chuckled, making Belmode raise her eyebrows.

Most of the houses in Japan do not require any identity proof. Just register your phone, name and address. Higher-end houses may require you to provide some identity proof.

But this nearby small hotel, at least look at the ID with a photo.

She didn't, and neither did Belmode. Everyone is not a commoner, and anyone who goes out really brings an ID card.

So it was already because the lady at the front desk felt a little relieved about her good looks, and asked them to open a room for one night, and they checked in at night, but they checked out at normal time, which was very strict.

Noriko Amamiya offered her a choice: "The love hotel definitely doesn't require you to show any identification."

Bearing the headache, Belmode sat up and packed up to leave. She was not interested in going to a lover's hotel to sleep.

Noriko Amamiya took it easy: "Don't worry, check out is only at 12 o'clock anyway, and I'll drive you back to Mihua Hotel later."

Belmode was wearing shoes, and looked at her when she heard the words, "Why didn't you send me back last night?"

"Huh? The drunk Belmode is too dishonest. I'm afraid of a car accident."

"."

Belmode nodded, as expected, it really shouldn't be asked.

She didn't bother to change back to a man's appearance, so she put on makeup casually, but she couldn't recognize her original appearance anyway, "Let's go, when we came, there was a man and a woman, and when we left, there were two women, it should be fine, right?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. Last night, that girl should be on the night shift. She's not here now, if she hasn't been handed over."

Belmode just asked casually, if she wanted to leave, could she not let her go?

After tidying up the room, Noriko Amamiya went down and talked to the front desk, the other party checked the situation of the room and let them go, regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, a woman or a man.

Belmode went downstairs and looked out, only to understand why Bailey Sweet didn't send her home last night.

Looking at the bar opposite the bar with a cordon, Baileys just dragged her to the hotel opposite the bar, why did she drive dishonestly and get into a car accident? No matter how outrageous you say, I will believe it.

Belmode turned his head to look at Bailitian: "My car is in the parking lot."

Noriko Amamiya was puzzled: "Are you sure you won't fall off when you sit like this?"

Belmode drives a Harley V-Rod series, which is a very cool motorcycle. In the movie version, she looks very handsome when she wears a leather jacket and starts the motorcycle, but Amamiya Noriko sees her going downstairs and feels that the sun is glaring. You Don't fall off the back seat.

Belmode followed Baili Tian to the parking lot, and asked back, "Are you sure you're not driving under the influence of alcohol?"

After drinking so much alcohol last night, she thinks this person will be considered a drunk driver if he takes an alcohol test now, right?

But seeing Baili Tian's confident appearance, Belmode was not sure.

At least she looked quite sober.

Although he thought so, after seeing her car in the parking lot, Belmode felt unreliable again. This woman is definitely a drag racing party, right?Is it okay to let her drive back by herself?
"Although I am worried about your driving skills, your driving is really good."

Belmode looked at the handsome and smooth model and gave it affirmation, but looking at the pink paint, what should be said is: "Besides the paint, what kind of car is this?"

"Koenigsegg CC, my customized version, just came out this year. If you paint it, you can only say that you have no girlish heart. As for the driving skills, I should have let you try it last night."

"."

Noriko Amamiya opened the car door with the key.

Anyway, her father is rich, and Koenigsegg just made its debut in France this year, so she asked the Swedish branch of Amemiya Consortium to go to the head office of Koenigsegg in Sweden to customize one, anyway, it is definitely not necessary abroad She contributed the money, and it was counted on the rich dad's account.

Belmode sneered at the girlishness. Although she didn't think she was old, she didn't have the girlishness anymore, but the car looked really good. Going back to find out, she was also an American superstar Chris Wynyard, and she owned a car. Isn't this car too much?

Belmode sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked at the interior. Yes, the interior also fits her aesthetics.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Bailitian turn to look at her after getting into the main driver.

Belmode raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"It's nothing."

Noriko Amamiya pursed her lips and smiled, then leaned towards her.

Belmode is expressionless, what does this woman mean?Given that this woman is not serious even when she is drunk, she can be sure that Baileys is definitely trying to tease herself in a very nasty way, but specifically what she wants to do.
Watching Bailitian raise her exquisite face, her dark purple eyes seem to be attracting attention with suction, Belmode's concentration seems to slow down, and the strand of hair that hangs down when she leans over They were all clearly seen in their own eyes.

Getting closer, for real?

Belmode looked at her fearlessly, but Bailitian's eyes were soft and teasing at the moment, it felt like she had imitated Kiko's eyes and then her own wickedness. Interesting personality and can not hide the same.

When Baileys stretched out her hand towards her cheek, Belmode turned her face aside and looked out of the car window, as if looking at the scenery.

I can play with you, but it's not necessary.

Just like last night, I should leave and not drink with you all the time.

Belmode felt that her thinking was very clear, but Bailitian just reached out and helped her put the seat belt on.

"."

"what happened?"

Amamiya Noriko looked at her very ugly face, and asked with concern: "Are you still feeling unwell? Let me touch it?"

Belmode took a deep breath: "Drive!"

Baili Tian giggled, fastened her seat belt on herself, started the car and drove away from the parking lot.

Belmode looked at the scenery passing by slowly outside the car window, and understood one thing. Bailitian's starting point was definitely full of malice, and he should be very vigilant.

Careless.

(End of this chapter)