Ke Xue world is not scientific

The morning sun came early.

Yusuke Suzuki made an exception this time and slept in.

No way, tired....

The double sleeping bag was no longer available.

Later, wait for the temperature to rise before you and Haihara go to take a bath in the nearby stream.

Touching his wife's slippery shoulders, Yusuke Suzuki sighed.

No, if he goes on like this, sooner or later he will have to die at the foot of the Alps.

After another moment, Haibara rubbed habitually on his chest and whispered, "Yusuke... I want to drink water

..." "Then you let me go first..."

Yusuke Suzuki said softly with his head tilted, trying to break free, but failed.

It wasn't until the end of the day that he finally regained his freedom.

After waking up, Haihara Mourning went directly into coquettish mode.

Last night was her initiative, and the passive feeling is completely different, this is a new experience.

But it should be said that the feeling of successfully conquering Yusuke Suzuki made her very high.

The tent opened, and the fresh mountain breeze quickly swept away the internal smell, which also calmed Haihara's mood a little.

It didn't matter what breakfast was eating anymore, she and Yusuke Suzuki urgently needed to clean their bodies now.

Yusuke Suzuki, who went out first, had already come to the stream, the water was still very icy, he could stand it, and Haibara mourned that it was not okay.

However, he prepared a folding tub before going up the mountain, and now he only needs to boil water.

After surviving, Haihara was forcibly thrown into the tub by him.

"You just wash, I'll boil some water, you take a good dip, rest assured, no one will peek here."

"I'm just..."

"It's just what, can I put away that little bit of your rotten thoughts, I can do whatever I want to do to you, you feel guilty or something all the time, be careful I don't want you."

Yusuke Suzuki dipped one hand in water to give Haihara a facial shower, seeing that his wife looked bad, he immediately changed his face, raised a smile, and fawned, "Give me face, let me be tough again." "

Okay then...," Haihara nodded, but his expression was still grim, "However, I have conditions, you, no!" Permit! Use! Cold! Water! Wash!

"Got it?"

"Got it, it's verbose..." "

What did you say?"

"I said you are really my good wife, what did you hear?"

"Nothing, I thought you were saying I was verbose, Yusuke, I guess I heard me wrong, right?"

"Of course..." The

folding tub was not large, and by the time the two of them finished washing in turn, it was already noon.

After lunch, Yusuke Suzuki and Haibara looked at each other speechlessly.

After a moment of silence, Haihara sighed leisurely, "So, it seems that we can only go." "

Hmm..."

Yusuke Suzuki was also a little big-headed and whispered.

Sleeping bag... It has already died, there is no spare.

With tents alone, the temperature at night is still too low.

Again, he himself is fine, but Haibara can't stand it.

So, the happy life in the Alps has been declared over ahead of schedule.

Before he came, he never thought that he would leave early because of this kind of problem.

It can only be said that the world is impermanent.

"So where are we going next?"

Yusuke Suzuki poked the fire with a branch to extinguish it, "Go around or go directly to Shanghai?"

"Let's go home."

Haibara mourned and pressed Yusuke Suzuki's shoulder, "Didn't you say before that there won't be only one trip like this, so let's save Shanghai for the next time."

She bent over to Yusuke Suzuki's face, the tip of her tongue gently brushing her lips, "This will also save you some thought, won't it, it's too hard to make a plan."

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."Is

it all changed to the connotation now?"

Oh, in person, it doesn't seem to be a connotation....

Gan!

But now what is in front of him is neither gin wine nor white horse, he can only bear it silently.

"Okay, pack your things."

Haibara hugged his face and kissed him, "Even if we don't go back directly, we should go down the mountain, Doctor and... Father, they couldn't contact us for several days, so they should be quite worried. "

Father?

Yusuke Suzuki was a little surprised, but Haibara had already turned his head sideways.

That's another big step forward.

Yusuke Suzuki, who is in a particularly good mood, is much more efficient in his work.

Two hours later, the two set off to descend the mountain in full gear.

Back to town for a first night stay.

After staying at the hotel, Yusuke Suzuki was finally ready to call the old man.

"Yusuke! Where did you stinky boy kidnap Ai Li!? As

soon as the phone was connected, Jiro Suzuki came through with the loudest voice.

The tone sounded like he was questioning his daughter's bad boyfriend.

Seeing this, Haiyuan quickly took the mobile phone, "Father, we went to the mountain before, and there was no signal." "

As soon as the word 'father' came out, Jiroki Suzuki went straight down.

The rest of the content is even more irrelevant to Yusuke Suzuki.

He... Sure enough, it was adopted....

His role is to get two beatings at the beginning and end of the call, and that's it.

Dr. Agasa was better, his tone was much calmer, and he had a few words with Yusuke Suzuki, but only a few words.

After the two phone calls, Yusuke Suzuki couldn't stand it.

He dialed Maori Kogoro directly.

The confused detective also called him a few times in the past few days, originally he planned to simply reply to it, but now he decided to talk to his teacher all night.

Nothing else, the main thing is to think about the uncle.

Tokyo.

Māori Detective Agency.

Maori Kogoro answered the phone of his beloved apprentice and said dissatisfied, "Yusuke, where have you kid run these days?" Why don't you answer the phone?

"Going abroad for a few days, how are you doing lately?"

"It's okay, the detective kid from Osaka came to accompany the young people to experience it, and the rest of the time is facing various complex cases, but well, I naturally solved those cases effortlessly, ahahah!"

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Forget it, it doesn't seem so difficult to accept listening to the teacher bragging today.

He leaned back on the bed and complimented, "It's really worthy of being a teacher, living up to the name of a detective."

"You're not Yusuke! Say who the hell are you! Yusuke, he couldn't have said such a thing at all! "

Goodbye teacher."

"Yes, this is..." Without

waiting for the confused detective to finish, Yusuke Suzuki had already hung up the phone.

Haibara, who leaned over on his shoulder, smiled mournfully.

Next, Yusuke Suzuki called back all the missed calls one by one, and the day passed.