When everything quieted down, a small black figure walked in from outside.
I don't know how much time passed.
"Ooh!"
A piercing scream suddenly rang out in the living room.
"Again?"
Conan, who had just started to feel sleepy, was instantly awakened by the scream and opened his eyes abruptly.
He almost blurted out a curse word, but as the words reached his lips, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and an ominous premonition washed over him.
"Huh? What happened?"
What was that sound just now?
Mitsuhiko and Genta rubbed their eyes and sat up in bed. While they were still confused, they saw a figure leap off the bed and run out the door in the blink of an eye.
"Huh, is that Conan?"
"I think so..."
Conan ran to the living room and immediately found the switch.
The lights suddenly turned on, so bright they hurt the eyes.
At this moment, the scene in the living room came into view. On the sofa, the bearded man named Tokuhiro Komura was lying on his back with a dagger sticking out of his chest.
The blade of the dagger gleamed coldly under the light, and the bloodstains around it had begun to slowly spread, soaking the sofa cushions.
Gu Cun Dehong looked terrified, his eyes wide open as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. His mouth was agape as if he wanted to scream, but he could no longer make a sound.
"Mr. Komura, Mr. Komura?"
Suijima shook the other person's shoulder in disbelief.
Having seen this kind of scene many times before, Conan quickly recovered from his shock. He rushed forward to check the other person's breathing and felt for their carotid artery. After confirming that the person was dead, he took out his phone and called the police.
Since Xiaolan isn't around, I'll have to call the police myself.
After hanging up the phone, Conan looked solemnly at the murder scene in the living room and inexplicably nodded.
He knew that with Yuzuru Nanami around, nothing good could come of it.
Sure enough, more people have died.
Although Conan knew that it definitely wasn't Yuzuru who did it, because it wasn't his style. If that guy wanted to kill someone, he would never do it in such a sneaky way; he would do it openly and honestly, without caring whether there were any eyewitnesses.
Whether or not the police ultimately reach a conclusion, it will be:
[Shot eight times in the back; suicide.]
However, Conan couldn't help but mentally complain:
"Is that Yuzuru Nanami guy a reincarnation of the Grim Reaper? How come he keeps dying wherever he goes..."
...
...
While Conan was still busy with the case, at the same time, the "mother and son" on the sofa in the hotel had entered a new phase.
“Mother…” Yuzuru’s hand slowly moved up Yukiko’s spine, his fingertips lingering on the bow on the back of her sailor uniform, “If you keep doing this… I might not be able to resist making a mistake…”
Yukiko's red lips curled slightly, and she deliberately used a childish voice that sounded so sweet it could be squeezed out of water to say, "Nannan, what naughty thing do you want to do to Mommy?"
As she spoke, she suddenly grabbed Yuzuru's wrist and guided his hand downwards: "Is it...like this?"
Teasing him?
Yuzuru Hanyu couldn't stand it anymore.
He suddenly flipped her over and pinned her to the sofa, forcefully spreading her legs with his knee: "Are you sure you want to play with fire?"
"Hmm~" Yukiko wasn't scared at all. Instead, she lifted one leg and hooked it around his waist, a carefree smile on her face. "How do you want to punish your disobedient mother, you naughty son?"
This movement completely removed the concealing function of the sailor uniform skirt, allowing Hanyu Nan to see the edge of the black lace when he looked down—it was even a hollow design, making it even more alluring as it was partially visible.
It seems my dear sister was prepared in advance.
I spent a lot of time picking and choosing clothes from the camera while taking a shower.
“It seems Mother was prepared all along…” He leaned down and bit Yukiko’s earlobe, satisfied to hear her let out a soft moan, “She even changed her clothes to… a style that’s suitable for being torn.”
"What nonsense are you talking about~" Yukiko's cheeks flushed red, but she still stubbornly maintained her role as an innocent mother. "This is...this is the kind of bow that Nana liked the most when she was little..."
Yuzuru chuckled softly, hooking his finger around the edge of the lace and gently tugging—
"Tear".
The sound of the fabric tearing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
On the large bed, Ai's ears instantly turned bright red.
She bit her lower lip hard, her fingers unconsciously gripping the sheets tightly. Those two shameless bastards...!
"Oh dear..." Yukiko exclaimed feigned surprise, "How could Nannan tear Mommy's clothes..."
“Because…” Yuzuru Nan’s lips traced down her neck, “Mother is so disobedient…”
Yukiko was very satisfied with her naughty younger brother's performance, and her red lips curled into a smug smile.
However, she maintained her current demeanor, gently twisting her body and coquettishly saying, "Oh dear, Nan Nan, you can't... your two younger sisters are still here~"
"Mother, you're only remembering now?"
Yu Shengnan maliciously bit her collarbone. "Too late."
If you like acting, then let's all act together.
A good actor is one who can make acting real.
"Isn't Mother's favorite role-playing game?" Yu Sheng Nan glanced at the direction of the bed and suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth: "How about we play a game... this time we'll play... a game where we can't make a sound."
"!!"
Before Yukiko could protest, her lips were sealed shut.
How could it be silent?
Isn't it normal to make sounds when emotions run high?
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