Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Kudo Shinichi was arrested in the Metropolitan Police Department, and there was no one else in the Kudo mansion. Even if he came, he would not be able to enter, let alone open the door of the Kudo mansion.

"Crack----!"

With the sound of the iron gate being pulled, the Kudo house was opened.

Xiao Ai felt an invisible slap, and hit her face with a 'slap', which was extremely painful.

"Could it be..."

Is Kudo Shinichi back?

Only Kudo Shinichi would open the door of Kudo's house. It should be the public servant who sent the other party back. I saw the public servant defending Kudo on TV.

Maybe the plan to save my sister still has a chance.

Turning off the computer in a hurry, Xiao Ai was wearing Mao Lilan's little white rabbit skirt, and trotted outside.

Pushing open the door of Dr. Ali's house, the iron door of the Kudo house next door was also open, and a silver-white locomotive was parked in front of the door.

That's right, it's the public motorcycle.

The door is closed, but Xiao Ai knows a small path. Ayumi once secretly told Xiao Ai how to enter when Ayumi led a team of young detectives to treat Kudo House as a haunted house.

Along the wall, look for the side windows, the handle of one window is broken and cannot be closed.

Xiao Ai found this place again.

It can be opened with a simple pull, and then drilled in from this window and entered the kitchen on the first floor.

Can hear voices.

"Public student~~It hurts~~Take it easy~~"

Just like the crisp chirping of an oriole, the voice of the speaking woman is soft and melodious, with a touch of lingering, which makes people imagine.

"It will be gentle, don't move."

Following the woman's words, the second conversational voice was a man's.

Xiao Ai, who was standing in the corner of the corridor, immediately understood that it might not be Kudo Shinichi who returned to the Kudo house, but Kudo Shinichi's mother, Kudo Yukiko.

The person who came back with Kudo Yukiko was Mori Kosei.

Walking to the corner of the corridor, I looked into the living room, and saw a beautiful back with long curly hair sitting on the sofa, leaning against me, and opposite this beauty, the gentleman was sitting on the coffee table, staining his fingers with ointment , apply carefully and evenly on the face of the beautiful woman in front of you.

Actually.

Compared with applying ointment, it is more like a simple touch, holding the cheeks in front of the face, and touching every part carefully.

"When was the last time you applied medicine?"

Yukiko closed her eyes and never looked in front of her from the beginning to the end, feeling the coolness on her sore cheeks after smearing.

The boy's hand is like a magic hand, always heals all wounds.

As long as you feel it for a second, you will fear the billions of seconds that leave him.

"Three years ago, when I came back from the snow-capped mountains, my feet were frostbitten. I applied the ointment and it was fine the next day."

The public student said.

Three years ago, during junior high school, the whole school went to the ski resort collectively.

At that time, Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko went with them, as the parents of the students, but on the first day of going to the ski resort, there was a murder case, and Kudo Yusaku began to investigate the case.

As for Kudo Yukiko, she was entrusted by her best friend Eri to take care of Kosei on her behalf.

In fact, it is the opposite of being taken care of.

"Well, at that time, Gongsheng held my feet. I was so excited. At that time, Gongsheng's little hands were so warm, and there was even a weak electric current when they touched my ankle."

Yukiko recalled and said, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's like flipping through the love letters I wrote in the past, being amused by those immature words, and laughing at how naive I was in the past.

"The hand that used to hold the foot is now on the face, you don't dislike it."

He looked lovingly at the beautiful face in front of him.

Gongsheng stroked gently with his fingers, rubbing the swollen parts little by little until they all disappeared.

Palm up.

The woman in front of her also fell down, pillowed in the warm palm, touched her injured cheek, and the moment her eyes moved slightly, it was the trace of pain.

"I don't dislike it, because it is holding my hand, and the feeling of being cared about is always bad."

Close your eyes and imagine yourself as a princess being cared for.

Yukiko always has some boring dreams, dreams that no one can realize for her.

Time left marks on the corners of the eyes.

Touched by fingers, it seems to want to remove these marks, gently rubbing the crow's feet, leaving warmth on the temples.

"Gongsheng, you can help You Xizi block those injuries just now, right?"

Open your mouth again.