After Crossing, I Made Conan Cry

This time period should be the New York incident in the original book.

Bell Mode dressed up as a silver-haired murderer, trying to lure out Akai Shuichi, and then deal with him, but was wounded by Akai Shuichi instead.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Ran Mouri officially became the anl in Bell's heart today.

angel...

That being the case...

Youyou rubbed the wine glass in her hand, stared at the slowly approaching figure of Bell Moder with deep eyes, the corners of her lips curled up, and she confided the other person's name meaningfully.

"Bell Mod, long time no see."

Hearing her voice, even when she was on the road, Bell Mode was still taken aback, but soon, she also raised the corners of her lips and laughed.

"So, should I call you Kamu or Yoyo?"

"It's better to be Camus, after all, I don't want to go through the third round of brainwashing."

Yoyo put the wine glass on the table, took out the medicine box casually, patted the place next to her, nodded to Bell Moder and said:

"come on."

"You shouldn't be in the brainwashed state that was lifted today, right?"

Bell Mode sat next to Yoyo slowly, took off his jacket and the bulletproof vest inside, lowered his head slightly, looked at Yoyo who started to treat his wound, and said in an affirmative tone:

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell the boss?"

"Of course I'm scared."

Youyou raised her eyes and glanced at her innocently, and said as a matter of course:

"That's why I didn't tell you until today."

Bell Moder obviously understood the meaning of her words. Although she didn't think that Yoyo, who didn't go with her today, could know what happened to her so quickly, but her eyes were sharp, and the brow Also tainted with a bit of danger:

"Oh?"

"anl."

Youyou faintly spit out a word.

As soon as the words fell, Bell's attack was already in sight, and the two of them passed several moves in place in the blink of an eye.

However, Bell Mod was injured after all. Although it was not serious, he was quickly pinned down on the sofa by Yoyo clutching his wrists.

"Don't be so nervous, my dear Sharon."

After a hand-to-hand fight, a smile appeared between Yoyo's brows.

She leaned forward slightly, one hand grasping Bell's wrists, pressing them above her head.

The other hand was propped on the back of the sofa, and his smiling eyebrows met Bell's cold eyes.

"Isn't this great? You've finally met your angel."

"How did you know about this?"

Being suppressed by Yoyo on the sofa, Bell Moder calmed down instead. She looked at Yoyo carefully, but couldn't figure out how she knew this.

But she also knew in her heart that Yoyo would not tell her, so as soon as the voice fell, she looked away, and Yoyo could only hear her weak voice:

"Forget it, anyway, I didn't intend to take the initiative to tell the boss about this."

She cast a glance at Yoyo, and turned her wrist slightly in Yoyo's palm:

"Can you let me go now?"

Youyou chuckled, and slowly straightened her waist:

"Thanks, Sharon, as long as you don't take the initiative to tell them, it's already a big help."

She casually picked up the wine glass from the table, turned around and went to the bar to pour a glass of wine, brushed the glass again, and poured a glass of orange juice for Bell Mode.

Bell Mo De squinted at Yoyo, seeing that she believed her words so easily, and even turned his back to her directly, his eyes were a little complicated for a while.

"long."

She stretched out her hand to take the orange juice that Yoyo handed her, but her eyes were fixed on hers:

"You can't guess how interesting I found out recently."

"Huh? What?"

Holding the wine glass, Yoyo sat back next to her, heard this, and turned her head to look over.

"For example, the little boy you met more than ten years ago, Furuya Rei, must be this name."

Bell Mode put the orange juice on the table casually, and while talking casually, got up from the sofa, stood in front of Yoyo, leaned on the back of the sofa with one hand, leaned slightly, and stared at her s eyes.

Yoyo was shrouded by her figure, and she couldn't see the expression of Bell Moder clearly for a while, but she could see all of Yoyo's expression.

"yes?"

She put the wine glass in her hand on the table casually, her voice was flat, and her expression did not change as expected, even Bell Mode couldn't see any change from between her eyebrows.

"I don't remember..."

But even if she acted as if nothing had happened, Bell Mode didn't take her rhetorical question seriously, even the corners of her lips curled up, her eyes were cold, without a hint of a smile:

"I really don't remember, or are you deliberately covering him?"

She lifted Youyou's chin with her fingers in a slightly frivolous manner, rubbed her fingertips lightly, and slightly curled her red lips, revealing the name lightly:

"Bourbon."

As soon as the words were finished, Yoyo's eyes sharpened, and before Bell Moder could withdraw her hand, she grabbed Bell Moder's wrist and threw her to her side.

Even Bell Moder, who had been prepared for this, was unable to escape her attack, but in the blink of an eye, he was thrown onto the sofa by Yoyo.

Before Bell Moder could fight back, Yoyo took advantage of the situation and rolled over, directly onto Bell Moder's lap from the side, sitting on both sides of her thigh with her legs, and her knees resting on the sofa.

A hand was inserted into her hair and placed on the back of her head, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally bump it somewhere.

The other hand quickly took out a pistol from under the sofa cushion and pressed it firmly against her temple.

Bell Mod also wrapped one hand around Yoyo's waist very quickly, as if he was afraid that she would fall, and took out a pocket pistol from Yoyo's arms with the other hand, firmly holding it against her waist. Back heart.

If you don't look at the guns that are held against each other in their hands, it seems that Yunyun is snuggling in Bell's arms.

"So sure enough he is the little boy he used to be."

Bell Mode affirmed.

Feeling Bell's hand on her waist lightly rubbing a few times, she moved uncomfortably.

A strand of hair slowly slipped down from behind Yoyo's ear disobediently, and the end of the hair gently brushed against Bell's collarbone, bringing some itchiness to her.

Noticing that her abdominal muscles were slightly tense, Yoyo pulled out the hand that had just been placed on the back of Bell Mod's head.

The fingertips lightly brushed across her cheeks, and slowly descended to her neck.

Noticing that those blue eyes were staring at her unblinkingly, feeling the slight tremor under her fingertips, Yoyo leaned forward slightly, raised her chin, and stroked it gently, Just like she just treated herself.

If it weren't for the clothes on Yoyo's body in the middle, Bell felt that the two of them were almost tightly attached to each other now.

Her chuckle came from her ears, feeling the warm breath, Bell Mode was rarely distracted.

But soon, the haze in the eyes disappeared instantly when she heard her whispering.

"Can Sharon be regarded as ignorant of this? For the angel's sake."