Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 211 I Was Really Never Happy Tonight

Soraime clenched the sword that Nozomi Busujima had inserted into his neck, and was still thinking about teasing the nervous man in women's clothing in front of him: "Next time you ride a motorcycle, remember it's best not to wear a short skirt, it will be lifted."

Nozomi Busujima: "..."

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore, I am an old god, I played well, but I will receive the mission inexplicably." Soraime said something that didn't make sense, and jumped off the building to leave.

He hit the ground and fell to pieces.

"Uh... forgot to adjust the body density."

The careless Grim Reaper gathered his flesh and blood together again, except for a little mess in his clothes, Soraime, who was intact, stood up.

He was about to leave, um, he actually left Nozomi Busujima alone on the rooftop to blow the wind.

"Our task is to bring back the heart of the mischievous Reaper!" The squinting Reaper lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes.

"Let me see where it is!"

"what?"

"Oh……"

"ah!"

"Why is the mantra of finding the heart so shameful? I feel that someone is targeting me." After finishing the chanting, Soraime fell into deep thought.

……

Gin, he, is now lying in Beifeng's room, his body is less than ten feet away from Beifeng's bed, and he can touch it with his hand.

Obviously he doesn't need to sleep, but Beifeng likes the feeling of the whole wind lying on the bed.

He arranged himself neatly, and said to the gin next to him, "Go to sleep, you still have work tomorrow, take a good rest now, don't become a panda qin."

"Panda..." Qin Jiu searched for the kind of meatball that met black and white in his mind.

Obviously it doesn't match him at all.

Gin turned over again.

He told himself to take his chances.

hesitate……

Not gin.

The man got up from the big bed suddenly, and he rolled onto Beifeng's bed naturally, his body stuck to the quilt.

The serious god of death turned his head directly, and chatted with Qin Jiu face to face: "What's the matter?"

Taking off Feng Yingyan's mask, Beifeng lay on the bed in his pajamas, his expression in the dark had no room for excess.

"It's really something." Qin Jiu replied along the words, and then stretched out his hand to wrap Beifeng around.

Beifeng stretched out his hands to stop the arms that wanted to do evil: "It's twelve o'clock now."

Although Qin Jiu was resisted, he still hugged him regardless of the struggle. He buried his head on Bei Feng's neck, his white hair and Bei Feng's pure black hair slowly intertwined, and at this intersection, Qin Jiu's eyes Suddenly squinted.

Ah!
He quickly shakes his head to get rid of the other "goblins" in his mind

Facing Beifeng's face, she rubbed it slightly, and was satisfied to see his sensitive trembling.

"you……"

Beifeng wanted to push him away, but instead he caught his hand and put it on his lips and kissed him lightly.

"Gin!" Beifeng's teeth were a little sour, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

He was so strong that gin couldn't catch him at all.

But he had already grasped Gin's other hand.

what?Of course it's a kiss back.

However, before Beifeng finished his mouth, the gin began to play a demon again. He blew slightly on Beifeng's earlobe, his voice was hoarse, and with a kind of expectation that he had never had before, he said softly: "Feng, actually You like me too, right?"

……

silence……

……

North Wind wants to skip this question.

He didn't want to answer.

How Death fell in love with Gin.

That would be deadly.

"I have a chainsaw beside my bed..." Beifeng finally decided to scare Qin Jiu, but Qin Jiu stared at him indifferently, listening very seriously, and did not move away.

"You...better be good."

Then, before Beifeng could pick up the gin, he manually put him back on the bed, and the well-behaved gin let go of his hand and went back.

Gin knew well that teasing too much would have the opposite effect.

……

Tonight, Gin fell asleep happily, mainly because he did a little exercise before going to bed.

and.

His phone was muted, the cumulative number of missed calls from the boss turned into red letters (99+), and Gin still didn't answer the phone, the boss made himself into a chicken coop.

"Where did the gin go?" The usually calm boss's gaffe frightened Rum.

"Boss, how about...I don't have any other jobs right now, so leave the rest of Gin's work to me first."

"...Okay, Rum, thank you for your hard work."

The boss is still worrying, he doesn't know that the big model worker in his factory who "studies at night" has become a man who knows how to keep healthy.

He didn't even know that the kind-hearted Rum, he opened the room of a certain boss's "love pet".

"Hey, I'm getting up, I'm going to turn on the light, and I'm going to lift the quilt."

Boss pet: "Hmm..."

She had a vaguely sleeping nasal voice, with a long and charming ending, but Rum ruthlessly "snapped" the switch.

The light was quickly turned on rudely, and the soft "Belmode Slime" was picked up and thrown into the computer room.

"Check the surveillance, I'll leave it to you to find an undercover agent, oh, yes, this is the work that Gin didn't finish." Rum yawned, and he was going to sleep.

After all, men stay up late to kill sperm, but women can't, so it's better to let women stay up all night.

If Belmode knew what he was thinking, he would angrily throw away his mysterious temperament and elegance and open his mouth to scold:
"Women don't have this thing at all! When a man kills sperm, a woman will grow old! When you get old, no one wants it!"

"This dead straight man!"

"Every day, I only know that the Boss is coming and the Boss is gone. Now, there are four men in total, who bully her every day. Why is she so pitiful!"

……

In the middle of the night, Beifeng jumped up from the bed, folded his hands, his beautiful peach eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at his hands.

Beifeng stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and then let go. He set off a firework for himself.

Although fireworks are beautiful, they are fleeting.

violin...

I……

……

Thinking of gin, Beifeng looked back, but was startled.

Gin's quilt has been beaten out of shape by him, and his sleeping posture is far less regular than that of his people. The whole person is rampant like a crab, and his limbs are mostly like flying cis-2-butene and trans-2-butene .

(One is a crab that walks normally, and the other is that the crab is cooked, and the children pull out the crab's feet (one-H) and insert them into the crab's butt)

Because he was too lazy to move his body, Beifeng stretched out his hand and tucked in the blanket for Qinjiu.

After a while, Beifeng looked back, and evenly breathing gin, his quilt had been blown away again by him.

The north wind blows again, the gin blows again...

Gin has ADHD when he sleeps, and it usually disappears after turning over the quilt.

The north wind has a black thread.

He simply got up, found the quilt holder used by the children, and used the holder for the gin. Now, no matter how the gin squirmed, the quilt would not lose its shape.

Now that Beifeng really plans to bully Conan in his dream, let's have some fun!However, Gin refused to let him play with other men, not even in his dreams.

He woke up without dreaming.

There was one more person beside him, competing with him for the quilt.

Beifeng looked at the bed of gin beside him, it had been turned over.

As for the poor quilt holder, a piece of his body was hanging in Gin's hair.

The red bow is extremely conspicuous on the white hair.

Beifeng: "..."

Silence is the room tonight.

Gin used the North Wind as a body pillow and rubbed the North Wind once tonight.

Beifeng was itchy all over from being rubbed by him, but he couldn't move too much and had to give him gin under the quilt.

Beifeng felt that it would be too embarrassing for him to grind his teeth like a mouse like Conan.

He had no choice but to acquiesce that I was Mu Mufeng and gin and ice cream so many times.

Anyway, Beifeng has never been happy tonight.

Really.

(End of this chapter)