No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Once you make a promise, you must abide by the oath.

Like she used to be in the United States, she was easily turned into a gangster for a while.

After being rescued by Maurilan and Kudo Shinichi, he stood up once.

I swore that as long as she was here, I would never let them both suffer any harm.

In fact, Belmode does exactly that.

Keeping the oath takes priority even over completing organizational tasks.

They would rather interrupt the plan than let the arranged killer hurt the lives of both of them.

When the hole cards are exhausted and the game fails.

Belmod prayed to God and made a secret oath.

As long as someone can save her, she can do whatever she wants.

Of course, the reward given in this sentence is too vague.

The main factor to consider is the appearance of the other party.

If you are handsome or above average, you can show yourselves to each other.

Belmod is very confident in his appearance and figure.

Except for the heterogeneity of gin, few men can control it.

If you look ugly, you can make up for it with money or something.

She doesn't want to force herself to have a relationship with a man she doesn't like.

Even if the other party wanted to, Belmod felt disgusted and even nauseated.

"Repay? How to repay?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao first took off the hidden butterfly voice changer, and then took off the mask:

"Can I do whatever I want?"

Seeing this handsome and angular face in front of him, Belmod's pupils widened and he was very surprised:

"It's you! You... aren't you on a cruise ship?"

Suzuki Joe Bridge supported the seat with one hand and looked back.

He didn't want to extend this topic, let alone sell Kuroba Kaito.

After a moment's pause, he brought a direct sentence:

"That, it's the stand-in that I paid for. Didn't you see the bandages on your face, it's just a similar body shape."

Belmod narrowed his eyes and recognized the bow-tie voice changer.

This is the invention of Dr. Agasa and has been worn by Conan for a long time.

She had no doubts about Suzuki Qiaoqiao's explanation.

Cover with a bandage and hide the bow mutator.

As long as the body size is the same, the threshold for acting is not high.

No wonder 'Suzuki Joe Bridge' refused to reason on the boat, it turned out to be a stand-in.

"Daughter Hong, why are you here?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes at her and complained:

"Why are you one hundred thousand? Why do you keep asking me questions?"

"..."

Seeing Belmod shriveled, he felt a little amused.

He raised his hand to adjust the rearview mirror and explained:

"I'm a cop, and it's a piece of cake to get Judy Starling's plan. You can find out, why can't I? When they set up the ambush, I didn't know who the target was. Until Yukiko Kudo showed up and took Hattori. Heiji dressed up as Kudo, and Kudo Shinichi as Haibara Ai. It was only then that I realized that the FBI was going to attack the organization cadres."

Since the target of the assassination was Ai Haibara, she looked very guilty.

Facing Suzuki Joe Bridge, Belmod opened his mouth.

It was as if a large sausage was stuffed inside, and nothing was said.

"I know you want to do something to Shirley, so I protected her in advance."

Suzuki Joe Bridge paused and looked into her eyes:

"Do you know why I risked exposure and came forward to save you?"

Staring at this handsome face, Belmod was a little dizzy.

In particular, she made an oath to save her life by herself.

Now my mind is full of what...

Belmod coughed twice and pulled back his thoughts:

"Make me give up chasing Shirley?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao snapped his fingers and said with a smile:

"Yes, this is it."

That sunny smile is captivating.

It made Belmod feel warm and uplifted both physically and mentally.

When he was struggling, he only made a small request.

What is sought behind the scenes must be greater.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao's goal of overthrowing the black organization remains unchanged.

Stabilizing Belmod now is just a stopgap measure.

Belmod was about to speak, but suddenly covered his mouth.

Blood flowed continuously from between her fingers.

It was as if he was wearing a bulletproof vest and ate a bullet from a rifle, which broke his ribs.

She sat under the back seat and closed her eyes weakly:

"First... go to Toriyacho first, I need to stop the bleeding."

Belmod swallowed the vomit and gave out an address.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao glanced at it, stopped talking nonsense, and started the car to go.

After more than 20 minutes, we arrived at our destination.

He helped Belmod and entered a two-story residential building.

She took out the key and opened the iron door in the basement.

Holding on to the gray wall, he stumbled down.

If you go to the hospital, you will be tracked down by the police.

The only way to deal with wounds is to go to such a private stronghold.

Belmod coughed twice and found the operating bed and lay down.

She had mixed feelings in her heart, annoyed that she had misunderstood.

Such a handsome man actually has his heart on the organization.

No wonder Gin Jiu defied all opinions and had to keep this chess piece.

Moreover, Suzuki Joe Bridge is so infatuated with Shirley.

If I knew it earlier, I would have come to Japan in advance.

Maybe they can get there first and talk about a vigorous love.

Thinking of this, an image immediately popped into my mind.

Like most men, Belmod's looks and body are irresistible.

Most women can't resist a man like Suzuki Qiaoqiao, who is handsome, powerful and emotional.

"Daughter Hong... help, help me."

Belmod raised his hand and pointed to the medicine cabinet in the cabinet.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao understood and brought the things over:

"I declare in advance, I don't know anything about medical treatment, and I can't handle wounds."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

She was going to die, and the plan couldn't be carried out.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pouted and replied reluctantly:

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

Belmod was panting heavily, his chest heaving back and forth.

A blush appeared on the pale face:

"You... take off my clothes first."

"what?!"

"If you don't take it off, how do you deal with the wound?"

(About [-] words are omitted here due to the peeping of river crabs.)

Belmod's breathing gradually stabilized.

The sweat on his forehead slid down his pretty face.

For some reason, the blush on her cheeks never subsided.

Maybe it's because the clothes and body armor have been stripped clean.