No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Had a beer at night and... just shot.

Three minutes before Pusi Qinglan arrived at the hotel, Suzuki Qiaoqiao contacted Kaito Kuroba.

He said he was forced to land by someone shattering his monocle with a silenced pistol while taxiing.

Then hide in the drainage hole on the river bank and prepare to swim away.

"wait for me?"

Pu Siqinglan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the handsome guy in front of her.

After the restaurant said goodbye, I actually found out that the hotel was coming.

This is coveting your own beauty and want to do something adults love to do?

Based on Suzuki Joe Bridge's previous performance, she couldn't think of a second reason other than this.

Oh, sure enough, men are all the way.

"Yes."

"Wait for what?

Suzuki Takahashi currently masters entry-level karate, plus size advantages, and gloves that stimulate acupuncture points.

If it is close-to-body combat, it will definitely be crushing.

But if Pu Siqinglan was asked to draw his gun, things would be troublesome.

His body is not strong enough to catch the bullet.

The top priority is to disarm her first.

"What do you say?"

In the blink of an eye, Suzuki Takahashi walked up to him.

He propped up the wall with his right hand, looked down, and thumped Pu Siqinglan against the wall.

At the same time, touch the outside of the opponent's right thigh with the left hand to confirm whether he is carrying a gun holster.

No?

Milk thinking!

Pu Siqinglan tilted her head and glanced at her thigh, her eyes bold and presumptuous:

"Mr. Suzuki, is there anything I can't say in the room?"

If you do it in the corridor, it is easy to make a lot of noise.

It's better to deceive into the room first, and then subdue this lustful guy!

Suzuki Qiaoqiao confirmed that she was not carrying a gun, and felt a lot more at ease.

He also felt that he could not perform well in the corridor:

"Okay, please."

Pu Si Qinglan took out the key to open the door of 808 and entered first.

Suzuki Joe Bridge was only half a beat slower and followed.

At the moment when the door was closed, he stepped forward and suddenly had trouble.

With the blessing of "Magic Quick Hand", Suzuki Qiaoqiao's hand speed is amazing.

Before she could react, he grabbed Pu Siqinglan's hands from behind like lightning.

Take advantage of your body, drag and pull.

"boom!"

With an ambiguous sound, she was restricted from moving her upper body.

Pu Si Qinglan tried to break free, but unfortunately she was not strong enough.

The whole person was stuck to the wall, and his face turned red immediately:

"Mr. Suzuki, what are you doing? If you do this again, I'll call the police!"

Suzuki Joe Bridge took off her tie and tied her hands behind her back tightly:

"I'm a policeman, what's the matter with me?"

In order to prevent the yin legs from being lifted, he used his legs to push against Pu Si Qinglan's legs.

This move is called close-fitting suppression!

Pu Si Qinglan couldn't move, her tone softened:

"Mr. Suzuki, you are too impatient."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao grinned slightly and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, if you don't tie you up, I'll be the one who will die."

Pu Siqinglan let out a sigh, and pretended to be stupid and said:

"What's not dead, what are you talking about?"

"Miss Qinglan, you should be very clear."

Pu Si Qinglan's eyes flickered, still looking for a way to escape:

"Mr. Suzuki, my legs are numb, can you put me on the bed?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and finally agreed to the request.

He wrapped his arms around the soft waist and carried it directly to the bedroom.

The hands are in control, but not the feet.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao asked Pu Siqinglan to kneel on the bed and grabbed her silky legs from behind to prevent her from kicking.

Of course, the posture is a bit indecent, a bit like an old cow ploughing the fields, but there is no way to do it.

"Miss Qinglan, stop struggling, I didn't come to arrest you. If I really want to arrest you and return to the police station, I won't be here alone."

Pu Siqinglan couldn't break free, so she tilted her head and glanced at him.

In her heart, she really hated this man:

"Then what do you want to do to force me?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao quickly waved his hands in order to clear the relationship.

Although the scene is a bit fragrant, it is definitely not from his original intention.

"No, this is a misunderstanding. I want to talk to you about cooperation, but I am afraid that you will suddenly draw a gun, so I will be forced to do this."

Pu Si Qinglan refused to admit the identity of the killer and glared:

"If I had a gun, I'd kill you now!"

"That's why we have to subdue you before we can talk properly."

These words are logically rigorous and well-founded, making it impossible for her to refute:

"..."

The material of black silk is too moist, Suzuki Qiaoqiao's fingers couldn't help rubbing it, explaining:

"Miss Qinglan, it's like this. I will fight against an international criminal organization in the future. They have a very powerful sniper. I can't handle it. You may need your help."

The last time the Fountain of Youth was absorbed, the winery organization sent a duo of snipers, Cohen.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao did not know the specific number and name of the other party, and he probably speculated that it was the backbone of the wine name.

In the future, if you encounter such a thing as a mid-door sniper, you need to leave it to a professional person to do it.

Now Qiaoqiao is a knife, and Pu Siqinglan is a fish.

Seeing that he can't break free, he can only choose to obey:

"Mr. Suzuki, how did you find out?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao couldn't make a move and explained:

"You have a holster mark on the outer right side of your thigh, which is not something a historical researcher should wear."

Pu Siqinglan was very surprised, but did not expect the other party's observation skills to be so terrifying:

"Is it so thin?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was a little dissatisfied and corrected:

"It's a big taboo to say that a man is thin. If you want to say that again, I'm in a hurry with you."

Pu Si Qinglan was amused by the joke, which made the atmosphere of the scene a lot more relaxed.

"Mr. Suzuki, my offer is not low."

I don't know if her words were a stopgap measure or if she really agreed to take orders.

"How much?"

"One million yen."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao did the math, the last time Gin Jiu paid just so much.

It's interesting to use the money of the organization against the organization.

He thought for a moment and acted very cautiously.

Lest the promise be too refreshing, Pu Siqinglan sits on the ground and starts:

"Okay, you can leave a contact information first, and I will call you if you need it."

For some reason, her tone softened suddenly, and a seductive blush quietly covered her entire cheek:

"You...you hit me."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao looked embarrassed and quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, Miss Qinglan, I'll release you immediately."

He reached out to untie his tie and quickly backed away to distance himself.