Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

After the incident is over and on the way home, Otoi Hiroshi did not choose Yi Rong to solve the last trouble for Xiaoke.

After all, there was a fast bucket over there who would go to relieve him, in gratitude for saving the pigeon.

His side also has its own troubles.

"It hurts. Why are you pinching me! "

Hiroshi Otoi drives his red Ferrari, and Haibara sits in the co-pilot.

At the moment, her hand was firmly pinched on Otoi Hiroshi's arm.

"It's just a simple desire to pinch." She said haughtily.

"Can't pinch in another place, that position was injured just now to save Conan's kid."

Haihara's face changed, and he opened his hand lightly.

"Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future."

"You care about me, and you're not me."

"This is an order." Haihara's face darkened, and he asked in an unquestioning voice.

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned, and he clenched his fist with one hand and placed it on his chest.

"Obey, Your Royal Highness, your knight is willing to serve you."

"Concentrate while driving!"

"Just sitting here makes me very unfocused..."

"Then I'll go?"

"Don't! Other! Other! Obey my princess! "

Otoi Hiroshi held the steering wheel with both hands, and he looked very serious like you in the second year of Koko.

Silver moonlight shone through the windowsill and onto Otoihiro's body, and he lay on the bed with his arms folded and pondering what had happened recently.

To be honest, at the beginning, he just wanted to be able to survive in this world.

But a series of events made him completely plunge into the core of this world.

Looking back, I found that I couldn't seem to stay out of the situation.

Of course, he slowly integrated into the world and had his own bonds.

Whether it was Haihara Sorrow, Koizumi Hongko, Conan and his party, Kuroba Kudoto, or even the organization, he seemed to be unable to give up.

Of course, a lot of interesting things have happened in between.

Looking back, he couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, the familiar vibration of the mobile phone disturbed his thoughts.

So late, what lonely girl who can't sleep late at night will send him a message?

"There's action tomorrow—Gin"

Otoi casually threw the phone aside and closed his eyes.

It's a disappointment.

After a while, Otoi Hiroshi thought twice and replied to the ginshu, "Received." "

Buzz..."

received a new message again.

"It's annoying."

Otoi Hiroshi said impatiently, but honestly read the information.

"The reply is too slow

- Gin" "I'm playing a handjob, just saw - raki

" "Well, keep your hand feel at all times, good - Gin"

Finally, the world is quiet, how can this guy of gin wine be so wide, did he have such a broken mouth before?

The next day, after completing the transfiguration, Hiroshi Otoi drove his red Ferrari to the base.

There was another box of huazi in the trunk, and he estimated that Yiqin liquor was addicted to smoking, and the previous estimate had already been smoked.

Otherwise, he would not have sent him a message in the middle of the night, and generally simple things he did directly with vodka.

After all, it is a model worker.

It's not like this bastard like him.

Walked to the door, lit a cigarette, and walked in gracefully.

Gin was smoking, and on the table was a box of freshly opened Marlboros.

I guessed correctly.

"What's going on this time?" Otoi Hiroshi sat down and cocked Jiro's legs.

Gin Jiu threw a document over: "This is the mission information.

Otoi Hiroshi took the document and looked at it carefully from beginning to end.

The target of this mission is a big drug lord named Morita Daikori, a ruthless character with international fame, many masters under his command, and a gambling ship on the high seas, which is powerful.

It is admirable that he recently stole a batch of arms from the organization, so he attracted the attention of the organization.

"So, what do you do?" Hiroshi Otoi put down the data.

"Of course, it's to give him [a gift in return]." Gin Jiu showed a sinister smile.

Otoi Hiroshi pointed to the three people present: "Just a few of us?"

"There are more people in this operation, but someone needs to go on board first to investigate." Gin wine extinguishes the cigarette butts.

"It won't be me, will it?" Otoi pointed to himself.

Gin Jiu nodded.

"

Needless to say, you have a partner."

"Partner?"

"Belmode."

In the shadows inside the base, a flash of fire lit up, accompanied by the sound of high heels stampeding, and a woman appeared in front of them.

Under the light blonde long hair, is a black tight leather jacket, in the bold open neckline, there is a crystal fullness, black leather pants show her slender legs vividly, even this outfit, but it is difficult to hide her devilish figure.

"Long wait, ginjiu." Belmod said.

"In this operation, the two of you cooperate, disguised as a rich newlywed, first get on the gambling boat and step on the spot." Gin Jiu explained.

"No need to pretend, I was already rich." Otoi Hiroshi subconsciously interjected.

Gin Jiu glanced at him with cold eyes and continued: "At that time, I will be in a group with vodka, and Chianti and Cohen will support you.

"Understand, don't hold back, Lark." Belmode looked at Hiroshi Otoi with a soul-hooking look.

According to the information given by the organization, the gambling ship will approach the port every three months and change a batch of gamblers.

So Otoi Hiroshi and Belmode stayed at a hotel near the port, waiting for the gambling ship to approach the port.

In order to prevent Belmod from seeing his face, Otoi Hiroshi chose to expose his transfiguration, and under the current transfiguration, he put on a layer of mask, which is an arrogant and domineering noble prince.

"Your transfiguration is good, Lark." Belmod stared at him with a smile.

"Ten years ago, I studied with Mr. Kuroba Rogueichi for a few days." Hiroshi Otoi said casually.

"Black Feather Rogue One?" Belmode was taken aback.

Because she and Yukiko's transfiguration technique also studied under Kuroba.

It's really interesting, the newcomer to the organization happens to be his junior brother.

Belmode's side also completed the transfiguration.

The thick golden long wavy hair was casually draped over the shoulders, and she was wearing a white nightdress, the ultra-short skirt was like tulle, and the snow-white slender legs were boldly exposed.

"Belmode, wouldn't it be nice for you to look like this?" Hiroshi Otoi complained.

"Why do you say that? Did you embarrass you? Belmode smiled lightly and put his leg on his.

Because Belmod sat on the bed and Otoi Hiroshi sat on the stool.

Therefore, Otoihiro's gaze could even see the pure white corner at the end of her snow-white long legs.

"It's not a matter of embarrassment, I'm also a normal man." Otoi Hiroshi had no expression on his face.

"So?"

Belmod got up and stood in front of him, his enchanting and seductive eyes staring at her.

The next moment, Belmod sat silently on his lap, and two slender and white arms gently hooked his neck.

Immediately afterwards, bright and soft lips were pressed against his lips, and a small pink tongue poked out between his mouths and stroked Otoihiro's upper lip.

Otoi's eyes widened.