Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Chapter 850: Beautiful Master's Sword Training

Coastside.

Hattori Heiji and Conan ran all the way and when they arrived at the scene, there were already many panicked villagers surrounding them.

Naoko Kuroe's body lay quietly on the reef, with the same hemp rope wrapped around her neck, a dugong arrow tightly clenched in her hand, and a distorted expression, as if she had seen something terrible before she died.

"This... This is the curse of the mermaid!"

Some villagers shouted in horror.

"Strangled again..."

Hattori Heiji squatted down to examine the body, his brows furrowed: "The time of death is no more than one hour."

Conan pushed his glasses: "The murderer is the same person."

"hateful!"

Hattori Heiji punched the reef: "Who is it......"

At this time, the two of them thought of one person at the same time——

Hanyu Kusunoki.

"That guy...definitely knows something!"

Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth, remembering that when Sumi Ebihara died just now, Kusunoki Hanyu disappeared inexplicably for a while. This made him more convinced that the guy was inextricably linked to the two murders.

Conan sighed, "The question is, will he tell us?"

Hattori Heiji: "......"

--Won't.

That bastard would definitely just smile and say, "Who knows~"

..........

Over there, Hattori Heiji was still searching for clues with Conan, while on the other side, Hanyu Kusunoki had already returned to the inn leisurely with Master Jinghua.

The benefits of having money are fully demonstrated at this moment.

Kogoro Mouri and the other two could only squeeze into the small ordinary room downstairs.

Hanyu Kusunoki directly booked the entire top floor of the hotel.

Hotel and room.

The paper door was gently opened. In the darkness, Hanyu Kusunoki quietly poked his head in and saw a brown-haired girl sleeping peacefully under a thin blanket on the tatami in the middle of the room.

Her peaceful sleeping face looked particularly lovely in the moonlight, as if the hustle and bustle of the world had nothing to do with her.

Next to her little head, a fluffy little Eevee curled up with its tail covering its little face, snoring softly, also sleeping soundly.

"It's safe, Master. They are already asleep."

The paper door closed again and Hanyu Kusunoki left quietly.

Ikeba Jinghua looked at her stupid disciple's eager expression and her gaze fell on the empress on the table nearby who had been following their movements in the fish tank since they came back.

This is another one.

"Uh......"

Hanyu Nan stroked his forehead and forgot about it.

The next second, the fish and the fish tank appeared in the Japanese-style room.

"boom!!!"

I found that the Ugliochou fish, whose position had been changed, was very impressive.

How dare you change the position of this empress without my permission? This is simply a provocation to my authority. It is outrageous and outrageous.

It swam around angrily in the fish tank, splashing water to express its dissatisfaction.

Top floor of the hotel.

The top floor and interior of the hotel.

As soon as Hanyu Kusunoki threw the ugly fish queen and the fish tank into Xiaoai's room, he turned around and pounced on Ikenami Shizuka impatiently, put his arms around her slender waist and hugged her tightly.

"Master~" He lowered his head and rubbed her neck, his voice low and coquettish, "Finally, there are only two of us left..."

Ikeba Jinghua's ears felt slightly hot from being rubbed by him, and a faint blush quietly crept up her cheeks, but she still maintained her elegant posture, gently pressing the folding fan in her hand against his forehead, pushing him away slightly.

Afterwards, the kimono beauty knelt gracefully in front of the low table, lifted the teapot with her slender fingers, and poured the clear tea into the cup, making a pleasant sound.

"No hurries."

She raised her eyes and glanced at her fidgeting apprentice, her lips curled up slightly: "Check the homework first."

When Hanyu Kusunoki heard this, he couldn't help but wail: "Master, why are you checking our homework at this time..."

"Snapped!"

The folding fan hit him on the head lightly.

"You are restless and irritable." Ikeba Shizuka took a sip of tea and looked at Hanyu Kusunoki through the edge of the teacup with a serious expression, "It seems that you have been slacking off these days."

Hanyu Kusunoki rubbed his head aggrievedly, but his eyes were fixed on his master's graceful figure wrapped in mourning clothes - the black cloth made her skin look white as snow, and the clavicle line faintly visible at the neckline was so graceful that one would want to take a bite, exuding an indescribable temptation.

"Where are you looking?"

Chi Bo Jinghua smiled, and the folding fan in her hand opened up quickly, blocking the apprentice's burning gaze: "Go, get the sword."

Hanyu Kusunoki wanted to cry but had no tears: "Master wants to compete with me?"

"See if you've been slacking off these days."

Chibo Jinghua stood up, her wide sleeves of mourning clothes fluttering in the wind, like a night butterfly spreading its wings. She took out a wooden sword from her luggage and made a sword flower in her hand: "If I lose..."

She raised her eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in her eyes: "Just go to bed tonight."

At this point, Hanyu Kusunoki also pulled out a training sword from the dark space and stroked the familiar patterns with his fingertips - this was the gift his master gave him as his apprenticeship gift.

"What if my disciple wins?" He approached with a wicked smile.

Chi Bo Jinghua did not retreat but advanced, and lightly lifted his chin with the wooden sword: "It's up to you."

These four words made Hanyu Kusunoki's breathing pause.

If you had said this earlier, who would still be sleepy?

"A word is settled!"

..........

Under the dim wall lamp, soft and ambiguous light permeates the entire room, casting a layer of dreamy veil on everything.

"Keng!"

The crisp sound of wooden swords colliding was particularly clear in the night.

Ikeba Shizuka's sword moves like flowing clouds and water. The wide sleeves of her mourning dress dance with her movements. Every swing of the sword is accompanied by an elegant arc, as if she is not in a competition but performing a classical dance.

Hanyu Kusunoki deliberately slowed down his pace to match his master's rhythm, but his eyes were always lingering on the snow-white ankle that was faintly visible with the movements.

What's the use of kendo or not, what's the use of jade feet!

"Master, if you lose, don't blame me, you in front of me~"

While he calmly responded to the incoming sword moves, he also took time to tease the beautiful widowed master in front of him with a wicked smile on his face.

Chi Bo Jinghua chuckled, her eyes full of charm: "Oh, you are quite arrogant."

Before she finished her words, she had already approached in an instant, and the bamboo sword was as fast as lightning, piercing Hanyu Kusunoki's throat!

"clang!"

Hanyu Kusunoki blocked with his sword, and the two bamboo swords collided, making a crisp sound that echoed in the room for a long time.

"Master, sneak attacks are not good." He said with a smile.

"In a life-and-death battle, who will give you time to prepare?" Ikeba Shizuka raised the corner of her lips slightly, turned her wrist, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed, attacking Hanyu Kusunoki continuously like flowing water.

Hanyu Kusunoki remained calm and accurately blocked his master's attacks every time.

A disciple does not have to be inferior to his master.

Well, there are too many hanging, and it’s hard to release the water.

In terms of kendo alone, Hanyu Kusunoki is not as skilled as his master, but he has practiced a lot, and his physical fitness and reaction are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

To say that it is an ordinary person is to understate it. In other words, it is a god.