Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Conan felt as if his whole body had fallen into a boiling hot pot, especially the part of his butt that was patted by the man with his hand, as if it was on fire.

Fu Zhenhong watched the wonderful expression changes on Conan's face, and couldn't help but smiled softly.

His laughter was low, but it was exceptionally nice. Since the two were very close now, the fragrant fragrance from his lips and teeth also seemed to waft out, faintly spraying the moist and warm breath to the tip of Conan's nose.

Now Conan's face became even redder, and even his neck was filled with a blush.

The sudden incident now made him feel a little inexplicably ashamed, but more of an annoyance at being teased.

This man definitely did it on purpose!

Talking to him in a coaxing tone on purpose, and patting his butt with your hands on purpose!

The more Conan thought about it, the more he wished he could find a hole in the ground immediately, so as to get rid of this extremely embarrassing situation and prevent others from seeing his flushed cheeks.

But it is obvious that there are no holes in the ground.

So in the end, the little death detective simply buried his head on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, covered his face, and chose to remain still.

Who knows if he tries to break free again, this man will do something that doesn't follow common sense.

Fu Zhenhong was in a very happy mood after teasing the death pupil, the corners of his lips once again raised a slight arc, he patted the back of Edogawa Conan's head lightly, and said softly in an almost pampering tone : "Conan is so good, let me take you to buy candy, okay?"

If such words were uttered by other people to a child who looked like a primary school student, it would definitely make others vigilant and feel that this behavior was quite inappropriate. Perhaps they might think that the person who said these words was suspected of abducting and trafficking children.

But after Fu Zhenhong uttered these words, it didn't make people think about that at all.

There will even be an idea that "it is the blessing of Conan's children to be liked by Dr. Kawakami".

Conan originally wanted to find out what the purpose of this man named Kawakami Tomie was, so naturally he would not refuse the invitation that the other party said would allow the two of them to be alone.

Conan restrained his expression, calmed down his breath, raised his blushing cheeks, and said with a sweet smile, "Then Conan will thank you brother first."

Fu Zhenhong nodded, and walked out of the restaurant with Conan in her arms.

"Conan!" Mao Lilan also reacted at this time, a little worried and wanted to follow.

"Xiao Lan, don't worry about it all day." Suzuki Sonoko grabbed Mao Lilan's hand, "That kid Conan is very shrewd, besides, Conan and my male god are walking together, it is obvious that my male god is more need to be worried."

Kise Ryota raised his eyebrows: "Male god?"

Suzuki Sonoko nodded, with a heroic nymphomaniac: "That kind of appearance is destined to become my Suzuki Sonoko male god."

Akashi Seijuro pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

the other side……

After Fu Zhenhong carried Conan out of the restaurant, her pace also slowed down.

Conan was anxious to find out Fu Zhenhong's true identity, so he asked straightforwardly, "What is your relationship with the Black Organization?"

Fu Zhenhong stopped when she heard the words, and turned her head slightly to look at Conan Edogawa.

This high school student detective known as Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era, even though he turned into a seven-year-old child, the color in his eyes is still bright, sharp, full of absolute justice and stern.

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but quietly looked at the light in Conan's eyes with a very calm and indifferent gaze.

If it is said that Edogawa Conan's eyes represent the upright and kind side of human nature, then the depth of Fu Zhenhong's eyes is completely opposite to dark and deep.

After traveling through countless worlds, Fu Zhenhong himself can't tell how many years he has lived. Time has made him more indifferent and indifferent in terms of human relationships and sophistication, and it has also made his eyes more sinking. and dark.

Conan Edogawa was stared at quietly by Fu Zhenhong. At first it was alright, but when he watched from behind, the sharpness in Conan's eyes was under Fu Zhenhong's overly straightforward gaze because he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. And weakened a little.

I feel like I lost the momentum!

Conan suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Are all detectives so direct now?" Fu Zhenhong asked casually.

Conan naturally understood what this "direct" meant.

In fact, in the past, Conan would never have questioned a person whose danger index was above S without any scruples like at this moment.

But as a detective, there is a strong instinct telling him that in front of Tomie Kawakami, beating around the bush will only get more teasing from the other party. information to know.

"What is your relationship with the Black Organization?" Conan asked the same question again.

In the answer to this question, the little detective Reaper showed extra stubbornness.

Fu Zhenhong smiled and said, "Obviously, I am a member of the organization."

This was not the answer Conan wanted to hear, so he directly changed the question in the next sentence: "What is your code name in the organization?"

Judging from the information collected so far, Conan knows that the black organization has a very strict hierarchy and discipline, and it does things ruthlessly. It has never left no room for the eradication of betrayers and unqualified members.

The members of the black organization all use the name of wine as their code name. Haibara Ai's code name was Sherry, Akai Shuichi's code name was Rye, and the blond man who fed him APTX4869 medicine was code-named Gin .

Fu Zhenhong replied truthfully: "I don't have a code name in the organization."

"No code name?" Conan frowned. His first reaction was that the man was lying, but then he thought, since the other party hugged him out, it was equivalent to giving him a chance to ask questions in disguise. The matter of the code name is concealed.

Conan thought of Akemi Miyano.

Only members with a certain status in the organization can have a code name named after wine.

Members who have not obtained a code name are either marginal personnel who are not valued in the organization, or people who have not fully demonstrated their own value and are still in the promotion period.

But neither the former nor the latter fit this man well.

Conan did not forget the tense state that Haibara was terrified of this man when he was at the Poirot coffee shop that day.

Maybe there is a third possibility?

Conan had a faint guess in his heart, but this guess was too terrifying, too ridiculous, and too unrealistic, and was denied by Conan the moment it came into being.

Fu Zhenhong observed the changes in Conan's expression, and pinched the round and smooth face of the little detective Reaper with his hands like playing with a toy: "Little friend, do you believe me when I say that I am a salted fish in the organization?"

Conan now has no time to worry about Fu Zhenhong's reddened cheeks, he frowned, and fell into the fourth guess just because of Fu Zhenhong's words.

There is no code name in the organization, and it doesn't look like a fringe figure, and it's still a salted fish, and it looks unusually beautiful...

The way Conan looked at Fu Zhenhong suddenly became a little strange.

Fu Zhenhong saw Conan's eyes and guessed what the great detective was thinking.

"Do you think I'm a high-level lover?" Fu Zhenhong directly expressed what Conan was thinking.

When Conan heard the words, he coughed vigorously a few times. Obviously, he did not expect Fu Zhenhong to speak out so recklessly, but this also made Conan quickly deny the fourth guess.

"Since you already know my identity, why didn't you choose to expose me?" Conan asked what he cared most about.

But this time, Fu Zhenhong didn't answer quickly, but licked her beautiful lips, as if she was thinking.

This made Conan feel a little nervous, and subconsciously breathed lightly.

After a while, Fu Zhenhong laughed: "Of course it's because it's fun." After finishing speaking, he put Conan down, stood up and looked down at the famous detective who was surprised by his words. There is undisguised banter and arrogance in the eyes: "Isn't it interesting to see you chasing each other like cats and mice?"

A nameless anger surged from the bottom of Conan's heart, his hands were clenched into fists, and there was a touch of sharpness and cleanliness under the round-rimmed glasses.

"Big detective," Fu Zhenhong said unhurriedly, "If you try to know the truth from me, it will make me feel boring, and once I lose interest, what do you think will happen?"

In the last few words, Fu Zhenhong lowered her tone, her voice was magnetic and pleasant, it was obviously like a kind of gentle and kind persuasion, but it made Conan feel bitingly cold and cold, as if being entangled by a poisonous tongue The throat is in danger of death at any time.

Fu Zhenhong was very satisfied with Conan's pale face at the moment, he squatted down and gently adjusted the red bow on Conan's chest, then put his lips next to Conan's ear, and said with a voice that only the two of them could hear Slowly said: "The great detective must protect himself, because while searching for secrets, if you don't pay attention, you will die."

Fu Zhenhong touched the hair on the top of Conan's head again, and said distressedly: "I said I would buy candy for you, but there seems to be no candy store near here."

Conan pursed his lips and remained silent. He couldn't figure out what was going on in this man's mind at all. At this moment, he could only keep silent to avoid revealing his emotional ups and downs.

"To make up for my apologies for my slip of the tongue, detective, I can tell you a secret about my identity." Fu Zhenhong stood up again, "You have been to an annex, and I am the owner of that annex."

Conan's eyes flashed, there are too many annexes in Japan, no matter when he was Kudo Shinichi or when he became Edogawa Conan, he went to too many annexes, but despite the wide range, But it is still a very useful clue.

"Then—look forward to seeing you next time."

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At the same time, on the other side, Zhongyuan Zhong, who had already rushed back to the port mafia headquarters, locked himself in the room after reporting the mission.

Lying on the bed, Nakahara Nakaya's mind was full of images of Dr. Kawakami kissing him. He looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling for a few seconds, and couldn't help but gently touched the place where his left cheek was kissed, and then He flicked his hand away as if he had been electrocuted.

How come it keeps wandering in my mind!

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his hair a little irritably, and suddenly sat up from the bed as if thinking of something in the next second.

He took out his mobile phone and quickly logged into the internal forum of the Port Mafia, and then posted an anonymous help post.

[I was kissed by a man I met for the first time, and now my mind is full of him! 】

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for their nutrient solution

Thanks Watermelon Frost, Linda for converting to mine

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As we all know, chuya is a peerless cute

Xiaohong, move him for me!

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Shocked, the singer in Yokohama posted a post asking for help, saying that she was kissed by a man and never forgot. It is said that this man is the one who abandoned the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters from the beginning to the end

Nakahara Chuya: What are you doing!I am anonymous!

Shoutout: There are no secrets in Hong Kong gangsters about love history gossip!

In the next chapter, Xiaohong will start flirting again!