Conan: Money is Almighty

On Monday, Yoko Okino came to find Miyamoto Han, recently Okino Yoko is filming, often in the crew, so a little ignored Miyamoto Han, so specially brought some red wine.

“Yoko, you said that your people are here, why are you bringing these?” At home, Miyamoto Han hugged Yoko from behind and smacked her on the head.

“Isn’t this ignoring you for so many days? By the way, I heard that Yuanzi said, you seem to have lied to another one recently? Surely you’ve been having a good time lately, right? Yoko Okino pretended to be angry and slapped Miyamoto Han’s front hand.

Miyamoto Han knew that Yoko was talking about Noriko Okaya. He did tell Sonoko about Noriko before, but he didn’t expect that this girl turned around and told Yoko the news.

“Hehe, I haven’t seen you for three days, I have returned the tiles in the house, and I will also let you moisturize and moisturize!” Miyamoto stopped and picked up Yoko and walked to the bedroom.

Soon a harmonious movement sounded.

“You’re so nasty.” Afterwards, Yoko Okino lay next to Miyamoto Han and scolded coquettishly.

Miyamoto scratched her nose, “Don’t you like me like this?” Why are you still not satisfied with my service? Do you still want me to keep coming? ”

“Ah~ don’t! You are so bad! Yoko Okino blushed and was able to drip blood, and quickly covered her head with a quilt.

“By the way, didn’t you say that you were going to attend the charity golf conference recently? I remember your golf skills were bad enough? My darling, aren’t you afraid of shame when you go like this? Miyamoto Han hugged her.

“Woo~ Didn’t I come to you just because of this? I want you to help me practice my practice, and you know how to bully me. Yoko Okino pouted.

“Wasn’t I just helping you practice your hole-in-hole technique?” Miyamoto Han teased.

“You hate it!!” Yoko raised her volume.

“Okay, okay, baby, I’ll take you to practice tomorrow, are you satisfied?” Miyamoto Han said immediately.

Yoko Okino continued to snuggle up next to Miyamoto Han at this time.

On Monday night, Yoko Okino spent the whole night at Miyamoto’s house, and the next day, Yoko Okino was attracted by the scent of the kitchen.

Together, I saw Miyamoto Han busy in and out of the kitchen, and looked at the table, which was still full of various delicacies.

Yoko Okino was moved, but she didn’t expect Han to get up so early and give her breakfast, she remembered that most of the previous breakfast was box meals bought by the crew outside, and suddenly felt very warm.

She hugged Han Miyamoto, who was preparing miso soup, from behind.

“Hurry up and rest again, breakfast isn’t ready yet?”

“The food you made is so fragrant, how can people still go to bed early, you have to pay for my sleep!” Yoko Okino pouted.

“Don’t make a fuss, you were so tired last night, and today you have to practice golf for a day, you can’t get enough sleep.” Miyamoto Han tapped her head with the handle of the spoon, “Obedient, or else…”

“How else do you want to do it?” Yoko Okino also got up playfully.

“Sleep with you, what else?” Miyamoto said with a smile.

“It’s not serious.” Yoko pouted.

Under Miyamoto’s strong request, Yoko Okino finally obediently returned to bed to rest.

Finally, Miyamoto Han made breakfast and woke Yoko up.

After enjoying Miyamoto’s loving breakfast, Yoko Okino followed Miyamoto Han to a high-end golf practice course in Tokyo.

This golf driving range is located on the outskirts of Tokyo, and in the early morning, the air is fresh and the sounds of insects and birds are endless.

“Yoko, to play golf you should use the left and right hand overlapping grip, which is also the easiest grip for novices to master, like me, clasp the little finger of the left hand between the index and middle fingers of the right hand and wave it out.” Miyamoto Han said as he instructed Yoko Okino on the correct grip.

Fortunately, Yoko Okino’s understanding is good, Miyamoto Han taught a little, and then let Yoko Okino play freely, after swinging a dozen strokes, finally a shot hit the golf ball, Miyamoto Han quickly clapped her hands to encourage her, “Come on, just play with this kind of strength.” ”

Yoko Okino let out a “hmm”, her expression was very serious at this time, and the hand holding the rod unconsciously grasped tightly.

Boom!

“This goal is perfect, good, keep up the good work!” Miyamoto Han cheered behind her.

Just then, four more people came in the stadium, all wearing suits, one of whom appeared to be the boss of the other three.

“Great, have a good fight today.” The boss said.

“Yes, thanks to the manager’s blessing, we understand the importance of exercising before going to work.” The person next to him patted the horse’s butt.

“Really? Ha ha! The boss liked his compliment.

What a person who will flatter and blow the snail! Miyamoto Han shook his head.

The four walked to the reserved seats, which seemed to have been reserved in advance.

The tall, thin man suddenly walked out because of a stomachache while playing.

After that, Miyamoto Han felt bored and stopped paying attention to things over there.

As a result, half an hour later, suddenly Miyamoto Han heard a “boom”, and there was an explosion at the location of the reserved seat before.

At this time, the smoke drifted over, and Miyamoto Han quickly stood up and protected Yoko Okino behind him in case there was another explosion later.

Yoko was also frightened by the explosion just now, and her eyes were full of tears.

“Han, was there someone over there just now? Nothing will happen anymore, right? Yoko Okino’s voice trembled.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you!” Miyamoto Han touched her head, “I’ll go over and take a look, you wait here.” ”

When the smoke cleared, Miyamoto Han stepped forward to check, only to find that the middle-aged man who looked like his boss just now was lying on the ground in scorched black, lifeless. Miyamoto Han only remembered at this time, he felt that these people looked familiar before, isn’t this the golf bomb incident in Conan?

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