❝Hanamaru Reisamu, at your service.❞
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There was a(n) (in)famous person in Yokohama long ago, a person with a dangerous ability that could easily wipe out a lot of people.
Yet they disappeared after killing off...
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「 Episode 238; The Osaka 3 K Case (part one)_⌫」
I do not plan to write or have every episode part of the plot.
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"Ah you must be Hattori Heiji" she held her hand out to the young teenage boy, the same age as Kudo Shinichi, they were alike in the fact that they were respectable high school detectives.
"ah and y-you are?" he was rather confused, but seeing from her brown hair and eyes, she was definitely the woman giving the young Kudo, now Conan, worries. Nonetheless he had taken her hand and shook it before voicing out a question he already knew the answer to.
"Hanamaru Reisamu at your service" she took back her hand, placing it above her chest and lightly bowed in respect.
He blushed at the young woman's beauty, even his own childhood friend did so. They were at a party, for the opening of a restaurant.
She wore a red dress and had her hair in an up-do style to compliment the neckline of her dress and her face lightly touched up with make-up.
"oi oi" someone grabbed her by her chin, forcing her to look at them, ah more like look down on them, "Shouldn't you be focusing on your partner?"
"Ah I have forgotten you were the jealous type," she uttered "Chuuya."
"Tch shut up" he said glaring at her.
'the sexual tension is fierce' Ran blushed as she pushed Conan away, it was after all something a 'child' shouldn't have to see.
"Can I even call you a partner, you're more of a kidnapper after all." She added with amusement in her eyes.
She thought about how she got herself into this predicament, remembering the bus hijacking incident with a couple of FBI agents in disguised, just as she was about to get into a police car (to be taken to the headquarters for witness statements taking) a vivid and familiar red motorcycle had zoomed passed her and backtracked, and then of course the rest was history.
"ha! you came here with me willingly" he said with a grin, pleased with what he had accomplished.
"Well it's true, but this is more like blackmail now that I think about it instead of a kidnapping situation." she said blankly, staring at the orange haired male.
"At least I compensated you" he huffed, his grip on her chin loosening.
Her lips quirked, almost a smile, "Right, Thank you for that, the dress and shoes were lovely, but you didn't have to spend money on me, I have enough to burn." She said.
"So do I" he replied "and between the two of us, I have the stable job with high income."
"With the high risk along with it to go." She frowned, he didn't have a response to that so she relaxed and added softly "I'm surprised you got me heels, I'm already taller than you and with the heels well.."
