"Mochizuki, are you all right?"

Yumi Miyamoto has a sweet and lovely face, but what she does is not moral.

"Officer Zhufu's breakfast has been heated eight hundred times, and you still plan to eat it."

Seeing that there was no movement in the house, Yumei's eyes turned and pulled out Zhufu Jingguang, who was calmly drinking tea on the side, as a shield.

"Okay, big deal, let's go camping together next time we have time!"

Miike Miaozi waved her hand at the other party again and again, anyway, she is now transferred back to the Mihua Police Station, and she will have time to get together with everyone in the future.

"No, today is the day Miwako is discharged from the hospital, I have already made an appointment with her to leave on time at eight o'clock, and now she is half an hour late."

Yumi crossed her waist and looked like a tigress on her upper body.

"Besides, this is the ultimate tourist destination with many handsome guys, and it took me a month's salary to get a seat, how can you bear to let me give it up like this."

Without waiting for Miaozi to reply, Yumi put on a loveless expression again.

She broke up with her boyfriend who she had been dating for many years, and now she wants to go out for a walk, and it is best to meet a handsome guy by chance and start a new relationship.

A failed relationship must be shared by a brand new one, and why don't these people understand!

"Of course, if you don't want to go, you can also choose to play mahjong with me all night here, anyway, I'm happy to play."

Yumi showed a gloomy expression and glanced at the few people present.

Miike Miaozi retracted his small hand that blocked him, turned around and walked downstairs, it seems that he must go to relax today.

The threatened Mochizuki lifted off the silk quilt covering his face and got up from the bed in some pain.

The sunlight came through the thin screen window and sporadically imprinted on Mochizuki's face, bringing light and making the dark circles on her face more obvious.

Yumi is a person, the brand is not very good, but the strength of staying up late is undoubted.

Since the other party came to Mochizuki under the guise of falling out of love, she has hardly slept a peaceful night, and the night time is either used to play mahjong or karaoke, or to fight for wine and dinner.

Fortunately, she lives in a single-family villa, and the neighbors around her have a good relationship with her, otherwise Yumi's level of trouble would definitely have been reported for disturbing the people countless times.

I don't know where she got so many fox friends and dog friends, wave after wave of people, and there are few repeats.

If she continues to rely on it, this guy may really drag her to play cards and mahjong all night in bed.

Forget it, when you get to the place later, you must stay away from this female madwoman as soon as possible, and then find a chance to catch up on sleep.

Grabbing a few clothes and stuffing them in his bag, Mochizuki opened the door with a buzzing brain.

Shiho Miyano was overwhelmed, and had borrowed Dr. Asasa to live at Dr. Kasa's house three days ago, and she didn't know what was going on, but her relationship with Conan's children was getting better and better.

Two pseudo-children with three bear children often stir up wind and rain nearby, and Mochizuki finds it annoying and directly treats them as if they don't exist.

"Your boyfriend definitely can't stand your noisy temperament, so he ruthlessly abandoned you."

Mochizuki stuffed a slice of bread in her mouth, and looked at Yumi Miyamoto, who was hilarious next to her, with an unkind face.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Ben is the one who proposed to break up."

Yumi Miyamoto twisted her neck and threw a wink at Mochizuki, her face radiant, without the slightest sadness of falling out of love.

"Then I will congratulate him on getting rid of your misery, and he will be happy in the future."

Mochizuki continued to unleash a poisonous tongue attack, trying to injure the hard-hearted woman.

"Alright, you two don't make a fuss, the bus is coming soon."

"By the way, Mochizuki, how could you buy a sports car, this kind of ostentatious car doesn't seem to be the type you like."

"By the way, this should be Miwako's aesthetic!"

Miike Michi's seedlings seemed to think of something

Why, he suddenly clapped his little hands and said with some excitement.

"Well, this is the trophy I won from robbing the underworld."

Mochizuki tilted his head, looked at the police officer Zhufu who was dragging their luggage behind him, and said helplessly.

When it comes to cars, she gets angry, Yumi, this guy, is not as good as Miwako's driving skills, but the hobby of drag racing is not a lot at all.

The white Mazda was ravaged by her, and the body became potholes, and it was taken to an unknown place by the police officer Zhufu last night.

Today, a few of them will be reduced to waiting for the bus in the cold wind on the street.

"Ha, the Metropolitan Police Department still has this kind of benefit!"

Miike Miike's envious eyes were about to bubble, and she stammered.

"Pull it down, that's obviously not something you can handle."

Yumi*** In the middle of the two, he dragged his hand on the shoulders of Mochizuki and Miaozi, and put on an underbeaten expression.

Blocking her name as the goddess of the traffic department, the furnishings of the Mazdari items are obviously not Mochizuki's taste, and the performance of the car is also a little off-mark.

As a novice like Mochizuki, she drove this kind of ultra-high-performance car out, either hitting a tree or a person, which she deeply experienced.

Yesterday, when she drove this car out to pick up Miaozi, she didn't stop racing all the way, and when she came back, the tires were not damaged at all, and she was surprised for a long time.

I always feel that the speed of this car can go up again.

Yumi smacked her lips regretfully, blaming her instinct as a traffic policewoman, she should have stepped on the accelerator yesterday.

I can only wait for next time!

There is no guilt at all for maliciously destroying other people's cars, this scumbag.

Mochizuki looked at Yumi's obscene expression that she was not ashamed of but proud of, and couldn't help but shake off her arm and walked directly to the rear.

Officer Zhufu is really, just help her, a weak woman, carry her luggage, and carry forward the gentlemanly spirit of a fierce female madman like Yumi.

Mochizuki's eyes widened, and he took off all kinds of luggage on Zhufu's body in a puff, and stuffed most of it into Yumi Miyamoto, who had nothing to do.

Let her be overwhelmed by her overweight luggage, holding Zhu Fu Jingguang with her left hand, holding the snickering Miike Miaozi with her right hand, and walked briskly to the bus stop.

Yumi's scrambled voice and roar came from behind him, and Mochizuki had a relieved expression on his face.

It's just that the smile on the corner of her mouth hasn't had time to be shaped, and she sees two familiar radish heads sitting on the bus seat looking at her, with a shy smile on their faces.

Damn, how could Conan be here!

No, she suddenly found that there seemed to be no extra seats on this train, and it was too late to get off the bus now?

Mochizuki cried and mourned, her heels had been raised, but she was pushed hard by Yumi, who caught up from behind, and the weight of the luggage, including her body, was all leaning on the Fushi in front of her.

By the time she stood firm, Miaozi had already helped Yumi get her luggage, and the exit was blocked.

The driver released the brakes, the doors closed, and Mochizuki could only look at the scenery outside the window and say goodbye to her.

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