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Thank God, Terumi Hoshino isn't in the bedroom!
Matsuda prayed silently.
However, at that moment, a scream suddenly rang out from the bedroom.
It was Miwako's voice!
No way, could it be that Hoshino Terumi is really hiding in the bedroom?
Matsuda's heart tightened, and he hurriedly rushed into the bedroom.
"What's wrong, Miwako?"
As he asked the question, he quickly glanced around the bedroom.
Besides Sato and Chocolate, there was no other living being in the bedroom.
"It was chocolate. I don't know why, but it suddenly scratched me."
Sato covered his hand, annoyed.
“I’ve already held it several times before, in the Metropolitan Police Department office.”
"Back then, Chocolate was very well-behaved. So many people in the office held it, but it never scratched anyone."
Back then, the chocolate was made by Hoshino Terumi!
The chocolate we have now is the real deal, a real cat!
Matsuda muttered to himself.
Fortunately, it seemed that because her hand had been scratched by the cat, Sato knew that Chocolate didn't like her now, so she had to give up the idea of getting close to the cat.
Matsuda quickly pulled Sato to sit down in the living room, and after searching the room for a long time, he finally found a band-aid and handed it to Sato.
He watched as Sato took the band-aid and applied it to his wound.
Matsuda was afraid she would remember something else, so he paced around the room aimlessly.
He quickly placed the two servings of pasta on the coffee table in the living room.
Then I turned on the TV. But to my surprise, the evening news was playing...
It was the same section where Matsuda had sped up in order to get to the Beika Library as quickly as possible.
Given Sato's relationship with Matsuda, he would naturally know the license plate number of the police car he was driving like the back of his hand.
As soon as the news footage came out, she immediately recognized that it was the police car driven by Matsuda.
Upon hearing on the news that Matsuda's police car had accelerated to over 160 km/h in the city, Sato's face immediately darkened.
"Matsuda, no matter how worried you are about Conan and the others!"
"You can't drive that fast in the city!"
"What if we accidentally get into a car accident?"
Sato slammed his fist on the table and angrily rebuked them loudly.
“I had no choice at the time,” Matsuda shrugged. “Miwako, you have no idea how worried I was when Conan and the others called me and I heard those kids screaming.”
"Alright, I know you mean well!"
Sato playfully scolded him, reaching out to tug at Matsuda's collar.
"But you also have to promise me that you will never drive that fast again, even if it's just for my sake, understand?"
"Don't worry, Miwako, I promise I'll never do it again..."
Before Matsuda could finish his oath, Sato leaned in and silenced him with a kiss.
……
After finishing their pasta together, Sato stayed at Matsuda's apartment for another half hour.
Seeing that it was almost 10 p.m., she got up to say goodbye.
"correct,"
Just before leaving, Sato suddenly took out a car key and handed it to Matsuda.
"You're on vacation for the next couple of days, so you shouldn't drive the police car. If you get caught by reporters again, it'll be another problem."
"And this?" Matsuda asked, somewhat incredulous.
"You can borrow my car for now!" Sato said generously.
Her red Mazda was a memento left to her by her father, and Sato cherished it dearly, so she rarely lent it to anyone else.
“Sato…” Matsuda was somewhat moved.
"Hmph, if you really want to thank me, then treat that car well!" Sato laughed and punched Matsuda lightly. "Don't scratch my car like you did back in police academy!"
It's quite a coincidence, really. Back when Matsuda and the others were still at the police academy...
Once, in order to save someone, he stole a car from the instructor.
Although the car was eventually rescued, it still suffered several scratches.
Sato only recently learned about this.
Although she complained to Matsuda that he shouldn't have damaged her father's car, she also felt that the two of them had formed a bond from that moment on.
Chapter 216 Is this your suitcase?
Matsuda took the key, but noticed that Sato's hand was still outstretched, which puzzled him.
"Idiot, I'll lend you my car, but you have to give me the keys to the police car you're driving now!"
Sato snorted.
"Or do you want me to walk back? Or do you want me to walk to work from now on?"
"Sorry, I didn't think of it for a moment."
Immersed in Sato's gentleness, Matsuda didn't think much of it.
He simply handed over the police car keys.
Sato took the keys and walked out of the apartment.
Matsuda stood in the hallway and watched as she drove the police car away before getting up and walking back to his apartment.
Just as Matsuda sat down on the sofa, fiddling with Sato's Mazda keys, he suddenly heard a noise from the balcony.
Startled, he rushed over to check.
It was only then that they discovered that the one who had caused the commotion was none other than Hoshino Terumi!
It turns out that after Matsuda called Hoshino and told her to hide,
Hoshino Terumi wandered around the apartment, but couldn't find a suitable hiding place.
Fortunately, in one episode of a detective drama she had filmed before, the protagonist hid in a washing machine to escape the pursuit of a criminal.
Having had such an experience before, Hoshino Terumi immediately hid inside the washing machine on Matsuda's balcony after seeing it.
Getting in is easy, but getting out is a bit difficult.
Her body was still weak after lying down for seven days, and by the time she managed to squeeze into the washing machine, she had used up all her strength.
She had originally thought that once Sato left, Matsuda would come to find her and ask her to go out.
But when she didn't hear anything from Matsuda for a while, Hoshino Terumi got anxious and started banging on the washing machine.
Sorry, I forgot about you for a moment.
Matsuda looked at Hoshino Terumi curled up in the washing machine, quickly apologized, and then pulled her out of the washing machine.
However, Hoshino Terumi, whose body was already weak, no longer had the strength to walk.
Left with no other option, Matsuda simply picked her up in a princess carry.
"Meow……"
Hoshino Terumi seemed to want to refuse.
Unfortunately, as soon as she opened her mouth, she made a meowing sound, and she quickly covered her mouth, blushing.
Matsuda found her awkwardness surprisingly endearing.
I carried Hoshino Terumi back to the living room and put her on the sofa.
Matsuda finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great, we finally dodged it today!"
However, the next moment, his mood changed.
Because Hoshino Terumi gestured to him for a while.
Judging from her expression, she was clearly asking a question.
Where is my luggage?
"Your luggage..."
Matsuda's eyes widened instantly, a sudden realization dawning on him, as he suddenly remembered...
He had previously retrieved Hoshino Terumi's suitcase and purse, which he had placed in the trunk of the police car.
And that police car was just driven away by Sato!
Holy crap, if Miwako finds what's in the police car's trunk, I'll never be able to explain myself!
Especially some of those items were even Terumi Hoshino's personal underwear!
But it's not appropriate to pursue Sato now; she'll definitely ask why.
If we slip up anywhere, we're doomed!
This is really bad!
Matsuda covered his face with one hand and slumped weakly onto the sofa.
……