How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

After driving away Conan Edogawa who was determined to blow himself up at this opportunity, he immediately took action and went to the Mihua Department Store.

In terms of time, it was around 10:23 in the morning.

"7 minutes to go,"

Dai Sugihata looked at her watch.

"What?" Hui Yuanai looked left and right, looking for his favorite target.The first floor of Mihua Department Store is a counter for luxury goods such as clothing, luggage, etc., and there is also a place for makeup.

"Recently, I have been taken care of by Xiao Ai, such as cooking and housework, so I plan to take this time to express my gratitude."

Oh oh, you are quite good.

Haibara smiled, her eyes sparkling naturally with anticipation.

"So I called in the experts."

Buy a bag and call an expert.

Hui Yuanai rolled his eyes, and secretly complained in the depths of his heart.

"Yeah, I'm late?"

The female voice rang out, and she followed the sound. She wore golden double ponytails, a black T-shirt, and regular hexagonal patterns on her upper arms. She wore a red and black miniskirt with dark black stockings, revealing only a little Her legs formed a perfect absolute domain, and her pure black high-heeled horse shoes made rhythmic clattering sounds on the marble tiles.

"Ha~"

Hui Yuan Ai looked at the girl who was walking towards him with stares in his eyes. For the first time since he left the organization, he realized how inconvenient it is to be small.

"We arrived 5 minutes early," Dai Sugihata replied, "And then this is Xiao Ai, I hope you can help me pick out her clothes, Dunzi."

"Hey?"

Enoshima Dunko bent down, tried to look at the little girl as much as possible, and greeted happily.

The reddish-brown hair should be a rather rare color, but it seems like it has been seen somewhere?

"Have I met you?"

Hui Yuanai tilted his head and blinked.

If I have to say I have seen it, of course I have seen it, I seem to have seen it at director Shumaki's memorial service.

However, Hui Yuan Ai was not stupid enough to say that he had attended the memorial service, so naturally he could only show a dazed expression.

"That's it." Enoshima Dunko quickly lost interest: "Although suits are the darling of fashion, they are too old to wear on rest days. Don't you have other clothes?"

"Yes, Furisode kimono."

"Are you an aunt?"

"The suit is super handsome! The darling of the fashion world?"

Dai Sugihata retorted angrily, then leaned her body, pinned her left hand behind her back, and stretched the five fingers of her right hand in front of her. She twisted her body and performed various movements, completely ignoring the vision of the public.

"That kid is so handsome, is he a model?" Passers-by A, B, C, D, W, Ji, Geng, Xin Rengui all praised him.

Although the two young girls seemed to be very different in age, they were actually not that old and applauded one after another.

"As expected of a super high school-level remnant! Shut your mouth and scratch your head and make a pose, you will be a great beauty!" Lily. Novels. Group: 18.00.12.22.1

"Right?"

The meaning of teasing is very heavy, I heard it but pretended not to hear it, so I continued the topic with peace of mind.

"However, suits are not so much the darling of fashion, as they are obsolete? Let me show you fashion, but I specially chose Mihua Department Store, a place suitable for beginners?"

"Yes! Teacher!" Hui Yuanai looked forward to it.

"But our company doesn't wear them."

However it was ignored.

The blue sleeveless shirt and dark blue shorts are full of the taste of children's clothing.

"Tsk." Enoshima Dunko dismissively.

The lavender sleeveless shirt, paired with a dark purple skirt, and white cotton socks formed an absolute domain, pass.

A blue dress with light purple cropped pants, pass.

Gothic style with no explanation, pass.

A dark blue long-sleeved top, a gray short skirt, and gray pantyhose, even without an absolute domain is evil at all, pass.

The light green off-the-shoulder dress reveals a large piece of white and tender skin. The primary school girl's collarbone is connected into one piece, and she wears a white ultra-short canvas jacket. The hem on both sides of the jacket is pulled closer, and a beautiful bowknot floats on the upper abdomen. ahead.

"Is this not bad?"

Enoshima Dunko was fiddling with clothes racks with great interest.

Hui Yuanai nodded, extremely satisfied.

A short white T-shirt that reveals a little belly when you raise your hand, and white trousers with black stripes in an abstract style.

Enoshima Junko likes it very much, but there is no suitable one.

Hui Yuanai likes it very much, but she doesn't have children's clothes.

Having just fiddled with elementary school student clothes racks, Enoshima Junko was still in high spirits and wanted to fiddle with more clothes racks.

"Senior, what do you think of this one?"

"Okay, wrap it up."

Dai Sugihata didn't raise her head and didn't open her eyes, she focused all her attention on the parfait in front of her, and there were seven or eight empty cups, big and small, similar to the cups containing parfait.

"Go and try."

Even in public, a child acting like a baby will only make people laugh.Haibara Ai moved Buffy's cup, hindering Dai Sugihata's eating.

"Ok."

I don't want to do anything but eat parfait, but I have to do something I don't want to do in order to eat parfait, which is also a contradiction!

Dai Sugihata took heavy steps, one step at a time, two steps, and suddenly turned around: "You don't mean to steal my parfait, do you?"

"You are the only one who can do this kind of thing."

then.

The moment Sugihata Dai turned into the changing room, Huiyuan Ai clearly felt that something deep, terrifying, and frightening was flowing, as if being strangled by someone's neck and ten fingers desperately groping, but it was meaningless. As if being forcibly held down in the deep sea and struggling desperately but unable to resist, as if being in despair, despair permeated constantly!

who is it?who is it?who is it? !

"What's wrong? Ai?" Enoshima Dunko asked worriedly.