After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

      ? Didn't she remember before going to the police academy?

    It seems to be the cyanide/chemical/potassium murder case.

    So…

    She slowly closed her eyes and kneaded her eyebrows. To be honest, she didn't pay much attention to the moles on her legs. She only knew that on the thighs, the exact location could not be found at once. .

    Why is it so accurately found by someone who has only seen it once or twice! !

    Jinhei Matsuda what are you remembering...

    "What's wrong?"

    He seemed a little puzzled by the other party's sudden push away.

    Matsuda Jinhei glared at her, "Confiscated! Don't think about it, I'll cook."

    "Okay~~" Amamiya Qianxue waved her hand and sent him away with a smile.

    Watching the other party leave the bedroom, he immediately locked the door.

    She was leaning against the door, always feeling that the mole was hot, sour and soft.

    After burying her face in her hands and calming down for a while, Amamiya Qianxue ripped through the closet and found a few shorts and skirts, she wanted to know how short the clothes were to reveal the mole Come.

    After trying several, she was probably sure when it was exposed.

    Probably at the bar.

    In order to blend in with the atmosphere, I specially changed into nightclub-style clothes that day. It is estimated that it was that time, and the clothes I wore at other times would not be exposed.

    Amamiya Qianxue sighed, cleaned up the mess in the room, and changed into a loose set of sports clothes.

    You can't let people live in the bathtub, that's too bad.

    Although it is summer, although I will not catch a cold.

    "Out for dinner."

    "Good."

    Amamiya Qianxue opened the door and went to wash her hands obediently. On the table in the restaurant were very simple Japanese food, fried salmon, quick miso soup from the supermarket, and Tamagoyaki plus two side dishes.

    The dense aroma made her twitch her nose.

    It seems that living together is also...not bad? At least places like the kitchen won't be wasted at all?

    "It's not curry."

    Matsuda Jinping untied the apron and hung it aside, "Of course not, and you have too few things here, go out and buy it on the rest day."

    "Rejected!" Amamiya Qianxue put an "X" on her chest, "Don't go out together, just send it online, don't want to go out unless necessary."

    Amamiya Chiyuki basically doesn't like going out.

    "Huh??" Matsuda Jinping was a little disappointed, "Well, do you need to bring a lunch box tomorrow?"

    "No, no, it's easy for people to see cohabitation or other relationships with a bento. Just bread for lunch can be solved. If it doesn't work, you can go out to eat." Seriously.

    Matsuda Jinhei stretched, "It's really cautious."

     "Okay, the chat is over, it's time to eat."

    Amamiya Qianxue sat at the table, holding her face and blinking obediently.

    After dinner, Amamiya Chiyuki volunteered to wash the dishes, but was pushed by Matsuda Jinhei's shoulders and left the kitchen area.

    Amamiya Qianxue was a little confused, "Why don't you come?"

    "It's mine that says the housework and so on, isn't that the benefit of living together?" Matsuda Jinpei replied very plainly, "Besides, you don't know how to wash dishes, right? I'll go Twice where you lived, the kitchen was never used, did you really wash the dishes?"

    Speaking of the last sentence, he tilted his head and asked the girl beside him.

    Amamiya Qianxue is a little embarrassed, indeed, she has never done washing dishes or anything.

    She hadn't touched the appliances in the kitchen since she had fried the kitchen a few times before.

    Do not touch any microwave ovens, ovens, and cooking pots.

    "I can't wash, I can buy a dishwasher..." She retorted in a low voice.

    "Really?" Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows, "That's really convenient."

    Amamiya Qianxue was lying on the table, shaking her head, "Of course, technology changes life."

    "Okay, what do you want to eat tomorrow?" Matsuda Jinping wiped the last tableware.

    "Whatever, I'm not a picky eater."

    "It's really easy to raise, but isn't there anything you like? It feels like you never talk about what you like."

    Jinping Matsuda shook his head and put on the watch that he had taken down for cooking. Amamiya Chiyuki stared at the watch he gave and laughed softly.

    Then grabbed the other person's hand and put it on his face, and the raised eyebrows seemed to be shining with stars because of the light, "I like you."

    The soft words were like a blue bird stroking the spring water, but what appeared in my heart was not a ripple but a stormy sea.

    The light was like the sun, making his face dazed and his ears hot.

    "Okay, I'm going to work, you sleep in the bedroom at night, I've put on a new quilt, I'll sleep on the sofa then."

    Sure enough, the atmosphere will overwhelm people's true thoughts.

    She tried to find a reason for herself in her heart.

    "If you want to sleep on the sofa, then I might as well go to the bathtub." He tilted his head, trying to hide his warm face.

    "The bathtub is not a place to sleep..." Amamiya Qianxue was a little dumbfounded.

    How can anyone always want to sleep in the bathtub, I don’t understand…

    She explained in a hurry: "The bathtub is very small, I will show you, your figure can't sleep, this is a bachelor apartment."

    In a small bathroom, the bathtub for one person is indeed too small.

    "After sleeping in such a cold and hard place, my body will fall apart tomorrow, and don't deprive me of the right to take a bath late at night..."

    The last sentence was spoken very quietly, even with a little grievance.

    Matsuda Jinhei, who was laughing at the side, had a little teasing thought in his heart, "Why don't we sleep together?" He raised his eyebrows, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

    "Sleeping together, absolutely not."

    She struggled away, shaking her head firmly against it.

    To be honest, this is the bottom line.

    "Then I'll sleep here~"

    He sat down on the edge of the bathtub, put his hands on the edge, and then changed his posture leisurely, his long legs were folded, and his black tie was suddenly torn off by him, After loosening left and right, it is loosely placed on the neck.

    The light in the bathroom is warm yellow, and the ambiguous light is swaying from top to bottom.

    Amamiya Qianxue covered her eyes and lowered her head. She always knew that Matsuda Jinhei was actually quite good-looking. During the police academy, if she hadn't put on an ugly face every day, she would probably have been with Hagihara Furuya and the others. Be so welcome.

    But even a face that she has seen many times, suddenly making such a move, made her unable to resist for a while.

    Visually, there is still someone muttering in my ear.

    "I think it's pretty good here too."

    "I can't sleep."

    "What do you think?"

     "Don't worry, it won't delay your bath, I'll wait for you to finish before going to bed."

    "But if you really want to take a bath, your wounds won't allow you to take a bath."

    "How is it? Did you say something?"

    "There is hope?"

    Amamiya Qianxue sighed deeply and stretched out her hand to pull the person away, "Get up quickly!"

    The other party put up his hand obediently, and it looked as if he was about to get up in the next second, Amamiya Chiyuki looked at the other party's cooperation and heaved a sigh of relief, but Matsuda Jinping took advantage of her relaxation. In the gap, he pulled the person into his arms.

    "Slacking off."

    Instead of hearing the steady voice in the ear first, the muffled laughter came from the chest first.

    Amamiya Qianxue raised her head, glared at him fiercely, struggling to stand up.

    It's annoying, if only those paralyzing and hypnotic drugs were still around. Amamiya Qianxue thought angrily.

    "This position will press on the wound, please change the position."

    The other party was talking to himself, not caring about Amamiya Qianxue's eyes and resentment at all, he put his arms around his waist, supported her and sat sideways on his lap.

    "You are so annoying, Matsuda." Amamiya Qianxue muttered.

    Matsuda Jinhei smiled, one hand was empty around his waist, and the other hand was placed on the other's leg.

    Amamiya Qianxue stared at that hand and frowned, "Can this be taken away?"

    "Why?" Matsuda Jinhei asked.

    Why, of course, it reminded her of the previous massage near the red mole...

    "You are so annoying, I'm going to work." Amamiya Qianxue pouted, struggling to get up.

    Matsuda Jinping pressed each other's shoulders, kissed her hair and said, "Then I'll sleep here, remember to bring me a blanket."

    "Are you serious?"

    "Yes." Of course not, I just want to see your embarrassed expression.

    Amamiya Qianxue propped her forehead and struggled for a while, "Ah, alright, alright, let's sleep in the bedroom, no one likes sleeping in the bathtub so much, I don't understand."

    She scratched her hair and said with great difficulty, "Can we sleep together in the bedroom. Are you satisfied?"

    Jinping Matsuda, who didn't expect this result at all, was stunned, and he didn't even expect the other party to struggle to stand up.

    "Huh???"

    The expression on his face was overly surprised.

    "What are you surprised, isn't that what you want?" Amamiya Qianxue glanced at him faintly.

    This time, Matsuda Jinping was completely frightened, and he hurriedly began to explain: "No, I don't have that kind of thought, really, really didn't mean that."

    "Ah, don't be so angry, I'll pack your clothes for you, just take a bath, and I'll go to work." Amamiya Qianxue waved her hand, it seemed that she was only focused on work.

    "Really not angry?" Matsuda Jinping asked cautiously.

    Amamiya Qianxue shook her head, "No, I just want to go to work now, you should wash up and go to bed."

    She estimates that she won't sleep tonight, and it's okay to be in the same room.

    When he walked in, he saw Amamiya Qianxue sitting in front of the computer desk, on the screen were all kinds of numbers that looked complicated and disordered, and a little blue light was reflected in the purple-gray eyes.

    "Finished?" Amamiya Qianxue asked without looking back.

    Matsuda Jinping nodded, "What about you? You still have wounds on your body, do you want to change the dressing?"

    "I'll go to the bathroom to do it myself, go to sleep."

    Amamiya Qianxue pinched her chin, her heart was thrown into the database, and her voice became indifferent. She is now investigating the organization.

    "Is it complicated?" Matsuda Jinhei leaned over and asked.

    Amamiya Qianxue nodded and temporarily stopped the search, "It's a little bit, it feels like the algorithm has been changed, and the firewall has been updated."

    She frowned as she spoke, Matsuda Jinhei sighed, and put her hands on her temples and kneaded properly.

    Through and again, she felt her temples, which were aching from thinking, rest.

    "Aren't you going to sleep?" she muttered.

    Jinping Matsuda raised his eyebrows, "Are you really that relieved?"

    "Well, will you put me at ease?"

    She raised her head, looking upside down at the man massaging her temples.

    Fighting eyes, Matsuda Jinping shook his head helplessly, "I can't help it, why don't you tie it up? Or handcuff it?"

    "You seem very interested?" Matsuda Jinping was stunned, "If you want, you can, lest there be an accident, I used to think my self-control was okay, but now, it's hard to say already."

     "Forget it, handcuffs overnight will bruise your wrists, I believe you."

    Amamiya Qianxue withdrew her gaze, then turned around and faced the screen again.

    Jinping Matsuda smiled dumbly, believe it? What should I do, he doesn't quite trust himself.