Ke Xue mourner

Chapter 17 Call Me Uncle
Suzuki Sonoko was playing a rope game with Yuzu. She hadn't played this game for many years. At this time, she was stumped by a three-year-old child, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, where did people go, why didn't they come back, do they have to take the child to bed tonight?What if she wets the bed?
"Sister Yuanzi, it's your turn."

Yuzu crisply reminded that there were still residual tears on the small face, and the child was easily distracted. Suzuki Sonoko slept with him all afternoon and played games for a long time, finally letting her stop thinking about those sad things for the time being .

"Ah? Oh." Suzuki Sonoko said in his heart, if it doesn't work, just admit defeat. Anyway, no one will know except Yuzu, and no one will laugh at him.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and Suzuki Sonoko hurriedly got up to answer it as if he had been pardoned.

It was Kiyoan Hanyu.

Speaking of Conan, Dr. Ali might cry when he thinks about Xiaolan in the middle of the night, but Qingan Hanyu is thinking about Yuzu. Compared with Conan's fake child, Yuzu might really cry when he thinks about himself in the middle of the night.

However, taking people's money and being loyal to others must be serious and responsible. It is impossible for him to run back tonight.

Suzuki Sonoko listened to Hanyu Kiyoan's request, and subconsciously responded a few times, without even having time to interrupt, the other side changed.

This time it's Maurilan.

Mao Lilan also seemed to be in a hurry, and said that the key to the third floor was on the table, and asked Yuanzi to sleep on her own bed with grapefruit before hanging up.

Sonoko Suzuki:? ? ? ...

Listening to the beeping on the phone, Suzuki Sonoko scratched his head, no one could tell what was going on.

Suzuki Sonoko turned his head, met Yuzu's watery eyes, and felt a little bit in his heart, it's broken, the child might cry miserably again.

Sure enough, after knowing that Hanyu Qing'an would not come back tonight, Yuzu's tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She cried differently from other children, she sobbed softly and shed tears silently. , is always heart-wrenching.

Although Suzuki Sonoko is usually careless, she is actually very kind and soft-hearted. After knowing Yuzu's life experience, and looking at Yuzu like this, she can't help but feel blocked in her heart and feel sour along with her nose.

But it would not be her choice to cry with her, she shook her head and pulled herself together.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, your father is just busy with work, if that guy really doesn't want you, then you can come with me, okay?"

Yuzu pursed her lips, "Sister Yuanzi is very good, but I still want Dad..."

Suzuki Sonoko sighed helplessly, "Okay, then I'll take you to catch him back later, okay?"

Youzi looked up at her with teary eyes, "You can't beat Dad."

Suzuki Sonoko: ...

"I... I can't beat him, so I'll just call a group of people. No need, I'll just call Xiaolan. I'll definitely catch them back. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." Suzuki Sonoko patted his chest.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take you to take a bath and sleep."

Things changed later, Suzuki Sonoko didn't give Yuzu time to think, picked up the little one, picked up the key and went upstairs.

Not long after, the sound of water and the innocent words of children can be heard in the bathroom of Maoli's house.

"Sister Yuanzi, I want to drink..."

"no!"

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If you only had one night left in your life, what would you like to do?

Okiyu's answer was to take a good look at his own home, the home he rarely stayed after he moved in, every plant, every tree, every table and chair.

My bedroom is full of my own things, Okiyou flipped through it casually, and found that many of the books I bought and wanted to read, but in the end they were actually decorative books, and I still couldn't open a page when I died.

There are not many other things, and they are neatly arranged. This is not because he loves to be clean, but because there are servants who take care of them and he has been at home for a short time.

When he came to the living room, he had never noticed that there were so many detailed decorations in his home, and the touch of the leather sofa. He obviously often sat here, but now he felt very strange.

Okiyu wanted to touch his daughter's Persian cat, but it blew up at him. I don't know if it was because he was not familiar with it or because of his own smell, but that didn't matter anymore, it wasn't a happy thing anyway.

The gorgeous chandelier above the head, the soft carpet under the feet, and the exquisite decorative paintings on the wall, the more Okiyu looked at it carefully, the more strange this home felt.

Da Mu walked to the glass room in a daze, staring blankly at the moon in the sky outside the glass...

As the deceased, the last request must be taken care of. Okiyu wanted to hang out at his home at the last time, but did not ask to go outside. Police officer Megure couldn't stop him, so he only allowed Neng to clear the scene and let his subordinates guard outside the gate.

From the moment Okiyuki walked out of the bedroom door, Conan couldn't close his jaw, and he didn't recover until Okiyuki stood in a daze in the glass room.

Hanyu Qingan very much suspected that he would dislocate his jaw, or even suffer from the incurable disease of mandibular nerve disorder prematurely.

"It's unscientific..." Conan's eyes were wide open, his face was in a daze, and he kept muttering to himself.

Then he tried to check Okiyu's body, wondering what was going on, Mori Kogoro was in a daze at this time, and had no time to talk to Conan, so Morilan hung up the phone in a hurry and went to catch Conan back.

"Ah!" Mori Kogoro clapped his palms vigorously suddenly, startling the people around him, "I suddenly figured it out."

"What do you want to understand?" Mao Lilan looked puzzled, and Conan temporarily put aside the matter of Okiyu and turned to Mouri Kogoro.

"Master Hanyu himself is the president. If I really will be the plague god who can kill the president, how could he come to me to discuss cooperation?"

"Hahahaha——I am indeed a genius." Mori Kogoro looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid that the president of Oki will come to trouble you?" Mao Lilan hastily tugged on Kogoro Mori's sleeve. The latter wanted to say something, but then he glanced at Okiyu on the other side with a guilty conscience .

Fortunately, Okiyu was immersed in his own world and had no time to talk to him.

Although Mori Kogoro thought he had figured it out, but others thought he was the one who killed him, so he was lucky not to be heard.

"Hey, Brother Hanyu~" Mao Liran didn't pay attention, and Conan ran to Hanyu Qingan, and shouted while pulling his trouser legs.

"You should call me Uncle Hanyu, kid Conan." Hanyu Kiyosuke patted Conan's head.

"..." Conan froze for a moment, and then tried to maintain a smile, "Then Uncle Hanyu, why did you have to wait until evening to revive people?"

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　Thanks to the book friends in the two-day group for helping to sort out the plot, thank you everyone~
　　
　
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