Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 139 I bought a new swimsuit~
The cloyingly sweet taste assaulted Haruhiko's taste buds.

This certainly couldn't be the taste of Suzuki Sonoko herself. Even a beautiful girl wouldn't have such a rich creamy flavor.

What Haruhiko tasted was just the cream inside the Japanese pastry.

But even so, this way of eating is too bold.

Suzuki Sonoko's soft, white little feet struggled, and her round, cute toes kept moving rhythmically.

When tasting the cream on the crystal cardamom, the soft touch made Haruhiko feel as if he was eating a large ball of milk-flavored jelly.

Also.

Haruhiko could still clearly feel the skin on Sonoko's feet gradually getting hotter, and the slight trembling also showed that she was as panicked as a frightened deer at the moment.

I guess Suzuki Sonoko didn't expect things to turn out like this?
Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

The thunder just now only caused a brief short circuit in the power supply system. The power was restored within a few seconds, and the room was once again illuminated by fluorescent lights as bright as day.

Suzuki Sonoko fell to the ground, looking at her own little feet, at a loss.

Her fair bare feet were covered with white liquid and Haruhiko's saliva. Her toes were curled up, and the white liquid slid down the back of her feet and dripped onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

Haruhiko wiped his mouth and saw Sonoko's expression and couldn't help but complain: "Hey, don't give me that 'I'm no longer pure' look, it's obvious that I'm the one who's hurt more, okay?"

"Asshole, you're obviously enjoying it, and you're even using your tongue..." Sonoko couldn't continue.

Haruhiko explained seriously, "I just instinctively wanted to use my tongue to push the foot out. Besides, it was clearly you..."

"Stop talking!" Sonoko quickly interrupted Haruhiko's explanation.

Haruhiko's words reminded her of the feeling back then: his heavy breath spraying on the back of her foot, his warm tongue tracing over her toes, the sticky cream mixed with his saliva enveloping her small feet...

It was clearly just a foot, but it made Yuanzi feel ashamed as if she was stripped naked and allowed to be manipulated by the other person.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

At this time, there was another thunder outside.

Yuanzi came back to her senses and stood up hurriedly: "I, I'm going back, you should go to bed early too."

As she spoke, she picked up the remaining snacks and ran to the door in a panic, leaving a trail of white liquid footprints on the floor with her bare feet.

Seeing this, Haruhiko kindly reminded: "Remember to take a shower."

"No way!!" Sonoko glared at him fiercely, then ran away in panic.

Haruhiko stood up from the ground, cleaned up the mess in the room, brushed his teeth several times, and was finally able to lie down on the bed.

Finally I can go to sleep, he sighed in his heart.

At this time, the rain was still falling outside, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. The raindrops on the glass windows had formed a rain curtain, making it impossible to see the scenery outside.

Before going to bed, Haruhiko suddenly remembered that Sato Miwako seemed to have sent him two text messages.

So I took out my phone and looked at it again.

There are two text messages in total.

The first one roughly meant to apologize for Haruhiko being kicked out that morning, and also mentioned that Haruhiko's portrait played an important role in tracking down the suspect.

I guess he saw that Haruhiko didn't reply, so he sent the second message after a while.

The content was still about thanking Haruhiko for his help, but the tone was more intimate, and he also said that he would have dinner with him after he was done with his work.

Because it was already past midnight, Haruhiko didn't reply to Miwako's message for fear of disturbing her rest. He planned to reply to her tomorrow and ask about the progress of the case.

Haruhiko placed his phone on the bedside table, rested his head on the soft pillow, and prepared to fall asleep.

But at this moment, a faint smell penetrated into his nose.

It's the scent left by Suzuki Sonoko.

Haruhiko had no choice but to change the direction of the quilt, but he found that no matter how he changed it, the bed was full of the smell of Suzuki Sonoko.

After struggling for most of the day, Haruhiko finally gave up resisting.

He opened the window wider, letting more rain fall on the windowsill, and the wind rushed in fiercely, weakening the smell of Suzuki Sonoko to a certain extent.

...

the next day.

A meeting room at the Izu Police Station.

This was the search headquarters set up to investigate the bomber. Photos of the explosion scene and close-ups of evidence fragments were posted on the surrounding walls. A whiteboard was filled with speculations about the killer's hiding place, but without exception, they were all rejected with a big red cross.

Thick files and investigation records are piled on the long conference table. Countless documents are sent in every day. After being sorted out by specialized personnel, useless materials are destroyed.

But today is a little different.

At this time, there was a document about the serial killer Michiwaki Masahiko on the conference table.

Superintendent Matsumoto Kiyonaga drummed his rough fingers on the table and said in a deep voice, "In other words, it was Kousaka Haruhiko who single-handedly found and subdued the murderer?"

Yokomizo Sango replied, "Indeed, by the time our men arrived, the murderer had already lost his ability to resist."

As soon as Yokomizo said this, Nose Eiji, who happened to come to report on the progress of the investigation on Sato Masao, looked unhappy.

Officer Nose found it a little unbelievable.

The police sent so many people and searched for such a long time but still couldn't find the murderer. Did that high school kid really find him?

This is too ridiculous.

Although Nose Eiji has worked in the Metropolitan Police Department for many years, he has heard some bizarre legends.

When some police bosses and elites recall their path to promotion, they will mention that they were always involved in various strange cases, and then relied on their extraordinary abilities to solve the cases, thus step by step reaching a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

However, Noshi always felt that it was an excuse made by the other party for the sake of modesty. He did not really believe in concepts such as luck and the chosen one.

But now the situation is not so certain.

That guy, Haruhiko Kousaka, could meet a bomber while riding in a car, and could meet a serial killer that the police have been looking for for a long time while having a meal. And I heard that he also helped Jusan Megure solve many cases before.

Could it be that the boy is really a lucky guy blessed by God?
Noshi stared at the information in his hand and shook his head. He still didn't quite believe it and thought that the kid was just lucky.

However, encountering a case is one thing, and catching the criminal is another. The fact that Haruhiko Kousaka was able to chase and subdue the enemy alone shows to a certain extent that the high school student named Kousaka seems to be much more powerful than he imagined.

At this time, Matsumoto Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief: "This is one of the few good news recently. Now that the murderer has been caught, more police resources can be put into the investigation of the bomber. I can also raise my head slightly in front of the superiors."

"Commander? Is there a new commander coming?" Henggou Chanwu asked in surprise.

Matsumoto Seinaga: "Yes, they sent the Osaka Prefectural Police's Superintendent of Police to assist in the investigation."

Metropolitan Police Inspector? Yokomizo Sango thought for a moment, and immediately the image of that man who always squinted his eyes, yet could bring terrifying pressure to others, emerged in his mind.

Hattori Heizo.

...

Conan sat in front of the TV in the hotel, watching the news about Michiwaki Masahiko's arrest on the screen, which was accompanied by a photo of Haruhiko making a V sign to the camera.

Conan was so angry that he tore up all the notes he had made about the serial killer.

That damn guy, he was the first one to find out about the case last night.

But when Kousaka saw the criminal, he actually chased after him. Later, he didn't answer the phone. As a result, Conan wandered around the street for most of the day but couldn't find the suspect. In the end, he had to return to the hotel in shame.

As a result, at noon today, Kosaka Haruhiko called him and explained that he didn't hear it because his phone was muted yesterday, and told him not to worry because the criminal had been caught.

Conan was speechless at the time. Is that something that needs no worry?

I've worked so hard for so many days and gained nothing, and now you steal my head just for a meal?
Conan became angrier the more he thought about it, and sat in front of the TV in silence.

At this time, Huiyuan Ai pushed the door open and walked in: "I remember there is cold medicine in the doctor's bag, right?"

Haibara Ai's cold hasn't healed yet, and it's getting worse.

"It should be there, look for it yourself." Conan said casually.

Ai Haibara looked at the notebook fragments scattered on the ground, shook her head and said nothing.

Of course she knew why Conan was angry, and she also knew that Kousaka Haruhiko had caught the serial killer.

When she first heard the news today, she sent a text message to say hello. Of course, the content was very restrained, just asking if Haruhiko was okay.

In the end, Haruhiko replied to her with a text message: [I have subdued the evil dragon. I will never allow anyone to harm my princess.]

It sounded a bit corny and fake at first glance. I guess Haruhiko was just joking.

But this text message made Haibara Ai uneasy the whole afternoon.

However, the proud girl did not want to admit that it was the text message that had caused the problem, and instead attributed the problem to a cold.

Haibara Ai took the medicine and walked out.

Conan suddenly asked, "Would you like to go to the aquarium tonight?"

"I won't go. I want to take a nap in the afternoon." Haibara Ai said weakly.

Seeing this, Conan didn't try to persuade him much, thinking that he would let the doctor stay and take care of her.

Haibara Ai pushed open the door of the room with the medicine.

Her room was about ten tatami mats in size. As soon as she entered the room, she could see a dressing table with beautifully carved legs. On the table lay a large pile of English books, all of which were professional books on topics such as human regeneration.

Even when she went out to play, Haibara Ai did not stop researching drug A. This was not only because Conan often urged her to do so, but she also wanted to recover her adult body as soon as possible.

She dragged her tired body to the table, picked up the glass of water and swallowed the pills.

The medicine took effect quickly.

She took off her large slippers and climbed into bed, tucking her bare feet under the quilt, then pulled the quilt up to her neck and covered herself with it.

I should feel better after a good night's sleep, right?

She closed her eyes, but the content of the text message from Haruhiko Kousaka kept appearing in front of her.

Of course, Haibara Ai was not naive enough to believe that Haruhiko captured the murderer who attacked the brown-haired woman just for her.

That guy often encounters strange cases, so he probably just happened to happen to be there?
However, Haibara Ai lost her parents when she was young and depended on her sister for everything. She also lived under the strict surveillance of the organization, so she naturally lacked a sense of security.

Beneath her perfect mask, she actually hides a young heart that longs to be protected.

And this text message from Haruhiko just hit the softest part of her heart.

In addition, the cold and fever caused her mind to tend to think instinctively, so when Haibara Ai thought of the content of Haruhiko's text message, she instinctively felt sweet in her heart.

The feeling of being held in someone's hands and valued gave her a strong sense of security.

With this feeling, Haibara Ai fell asleep under the effect of the medicine.

In her dream, she saw herself being held in Haruhiko's arms, and in her dream she actually took the initiative to rub her face against Haruhiko's chest.

Under normal circumstances, Haibara Ai would be horrified and wake up from her dream.

But this time, she didn't choose to wake up.

"Haruhiko..." In reality, Haibara Ai murmured softly, her cheeks flushed a light pink, a corner of the quilt covering her body was lifted up, her pajamas slipped down below her shoulders, revealing a piece of snow-white, and the small toes hidden in the quilt curled up into a ball.

...

Haruhiko Kousaka was lying under a parasol on the beach, drinking ice-cold coconut milk, holding a mystery novel he got from Conan in his hand.

While reading a book and enjoying the cool sea breeze, Haruhiko felt that this was the experience of a beach vacation.

Perhaps because he had been too active yesterday, Haruhiko didn't feel like doing any strenuous exercise today.

He spent most of his time relaxing in this lounge chair.

When he was sleepy, he would take a nap. When he woke up, he would read a book while drinking an iced drink. From time to time, women in sexy swimsuits came to chat with him, but Haruhiko politely rejected them all with the excuse that "I already have a girlfriend."

This action was also highly appreciated by Suzuki Sonoko.

Sonoko would run over to bring him coconut milk, and then secretly put a chilled watermelon on Haruhiko's face, allowing Haruhiko to fully experience the joy of being fed.

However, in addition to caring for him attentively, Sonoko also plays some pranks, such as secretly placing the small crabs she picked up on Haruhiko's belly.

Although the prank was successful, it scared Haruhiko.

But Sonoko was forced by Haruhiko to sit on his lap, and he gave her a half-hour lecture on "what terrible consequences would occur if a small crab got into swimming trunks". In the end, Sonoko ran away with her face flushed.

In addition, what made Haruhiko a little confused was that he had been at the beach for several days. He had even tasted Suzuki Sonoko's little mouth and feet, but he had not had the chance to help her apply sunscreen.

He found this unreasonable.

Haruhiko vaguely remembered that this was one of the indispensable plots in anime in his previous life. The male protagonist of the anime would inevitably encounter opportunities to help various women apply sunscreen and use this opportunity to give them some benefits. Sometimes, the popular Shura field would occur.

Is it that my protagonist halo is not strong enough?

But there was such a big rice cooker in his mind, which was clearly a treatment only for the protagonist. Haruhiko thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

However, he was filled with joy when he thought of the rice cooker Haruhiko, because after getting rid of Michiwaki Masahiko this time, the rice cooker had upgraded a lot of levels.

The level of [Evil Spirits Repel] was directly raised to level 12. Needless to say, the improvement in physical fitness has brought about significant results. He can now see the fine beads of sweat on Suzuki Sonoko's fair skin from more than ten meters away.

This kind of vision is actually far beyond that of ordinary people. I wonder if it will develop into a special ability like "clairvoyance" if it continues like this.

Haruhiko felt a little disappointed that his kendo level was still stuck there.

I don’t know when I can break through this bottleneck. I hope the ability I have accumulated during this period of time can help me achieve a big one.

Fortunately, he doesn't particularly need the help of kendo skills for the time being. The all-purpose skill of street fighting is enough to deal with most of the troubles he encounters.

Perhaps due to frequent use, the [Street Fighting] skill has been upgraded to level 58.

The effect of the skill improvement is very obvious. As long as Haruhiko consciously locks his target on the enemy, he will instinctively perceive all nearby items that can be used as weapons and automatically plan a suitable combat method.

Take the man walking past Haruhiko for example. He has many ways to subdue him.

Hit the opponent with the coconut in your hand and make him lose consciousness...

Drink a mouthful of coconut and spit it in the opponent's face to temporarily blind them...

Press the switch of the parasol and trap the other person inside the umbrella...

Throw the little crabs on the ground into each other's underwear, etc...

This feeling of inexplicably becoming a prop master is actually quite fun.

Other than that, there aren't many changes to the instructions.

However, Haruhiko always felt that the halo on the entry of [Sherlock Lion of the Heisei Era] seemed brighter than before, and he didn't know if it was an illusion or if there was a real change.

Haruhiko lay in the lounge chair until about 4 p.m., then got up, stretched his body, and went for a lap in the pool.

After getting ashore, Xiaolan reminded him that the cell phone placed next to the lounge chair had rang several times.

Haruhiko walked over and saw that it was Sato Miwako calling. He then remembered that he had wanted to reply to her message today, but forgot.

Haruhiko sat on the recliner and looked through the records on his phone.

It was discovered that Meiwazi first made a few calls, but no one answered. Then she sent a few text messages, the contents of which were:

[Are you there? Why don’t you reply to my message? ]

【Hey, you're not really angry, are you? 】

"I just finished my work. How about we have dinner together tonight? Consider it my apology to you on behalf of the Metropolitan Police Department."

【Call back soon.】

[I just remembered that I haven't been to the beach since coming to Izu. How about we go for a walk together tonight?]

Haruhiko looked at the text message with a wry smile. He was not going to quarrel with Sato Miwako over such a small matter. It was not Miwako's fault that she was kicked out. It was just that the strange police officer was deliberately making things difficult for her.

Haruhiko was confident that if Sato Miwako had been present at the time, she would have stood firmly on his side.

Haruhiko tapped his fingers on the keyboard, typing out a few words that roughly reflected a polite refusal of her request and a reminder for her to take some rest after work.

But before he could press send, Sato Miwako's latest text message came -

I bought a new swimsuit.

Haruhiko was stunned for a moment and deleted the previous long paragraph.

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