Ke Xue mourner

Chapter 51 Conan is 7 years old, should he still wet the bed?

Chapter 51 Conan is seven years old, he should still wet the bed, right?

Conan just felt his scalp go numb and swallowed wildly. Could it be that Xiaolan suddenly doubted himself again?Did I investigate the case at the scene of the crime before or was it noticed?

Just when he was flustered, Mao Lilan clapped his hands, "Isn't Xinyi's father a mystery novelist, why don't I ask for advice?"

Conan felt his heart sinking back into his stomach, and his hair was covered with white sweat. This was too scary. In the end, he was still guilty...

At first, I was afraid that telling the truth would bring Xiaolan into danger, but after taking a bath with Xiaolan, telling the truth meant that my life was in danger.

"No, I'll be very nervous to talk to Shinichi's father directly, and I don't know how to contact him. I can't get in touch with Shinichi, an annoying guy, really..."

The more he was needed, the less he was around. Mao Lilan's eyes reflected the heavy rain outside the house, and she was a little depressed.

Conan stared blankly at Mao Lilan's profile for a while, then hugged the back of his head, smiled and said, "Sister Xiaolan, I have the contact information of Brother Xinyi."

"Huh? Really?" Mao Lilan was surprised.

"Yeah." Conan nodded with a smile.

Mao Lilan clenched his fists and was furious, "This nasty guy obviously has contact information, but he didn't tell me. It seems that he is fooling around outside and doesn't want me to know."

"Huh?" Conan was stunned, is... do you understand it that way?
Mao Lilan lost his temper against the void for a while, and then regained his composure, "Conan, tell me his contact information, I'll go find him right away."

Conan's heart tightened, "Uh...haha, this, Sister Xiaolan, I just have Brother Shinichi's email address, I can't contact him right away, he is busy investigating cases in various places now, and he doesn't have a fixed phone number I can get in touch..."

Mao Lilan snorted, "What, forget it, it's okay, but where can I find a computer to send emails to that guy?"

It is true that he has earned a lot of money recently, but Mao Lilan is still reluctant to buy a computer with it. At this time, a computer costs at least 20 yen, which is not counted as other expenses.

"Dr. A Li's house has it." Conan reminded.

Mao Lilan suddenly said, "Yes, Dr. Ali has a computer, but he needs to use it for work, right? Would it be inconvenient if I borrowed it?"

Conan wondered what kind of serious job Dr. A Li could have, and tinkered with things that would explode every day. "It's no use hesitating here. Go and ask. And Dr. A Li doesn't use the computer all the time. Wouldn't it be better to borrow it when the time comes?"

Mao Lilan nodded, there is no other way to contact Xinyi now, she still couldn't help but want to try, "Well, when the rain stops, I will go buy some souvenirs, and I will visit Dr. Ali tomorrow. Let's go."

After Mao Lilan finished speaking, she suddenly thought that since Conan knew Shinichi's email address, as Shinichi's neighbor and Conan's relative, Dr. Ali should also know, right?
Even where can Conan use the computer to send emails to Shinichi?It must be the home of Dr. Ali...

This Shinichi, who keeps in touch with a kid like Conan every day, doesn't know how to call me, it's really annoying.

……

"This is good, it looks so cute~"

Suzuki Sonoko held a furry one-piece bear pajamas and compared it to Yuzu, probably because the temperature has started to cool down recently, and the mall has started selling autumn and winter clothes.

Hanyu Qing'an reminded from the side: "This dress looks good, but it's not convenient to go to the toilet. Think about it, Yuzu just wet the bed this morning."

Youzi heard him bring this up again, and whispered aggrievedly: "Youzi didn't do it on purpose..."

"That is to say, it's only natural for a child to wet the bed." Suzuki Sonoko hugged Yuzu in his arms, and looked at Hanyu Qingan with hatred.

"..." Hanyu Qingan was helpless, this is not discussing the problem of objective existence.

After Suzuki Sonoko was unreasonable, he also knew that the problem still needed to be solved, "Buy some diapers for Yuzu?"

Hanyu Qingan shook his head, "How can a three-year-old child still use diapers? Those things are very stuffy, and three-year-old children already have a basic sense of shame, so they won't be willing to wear such things."

"Oh, that's it..." Suzuki Sonoko lost his mind, put down the clothes in his hand, and wondered if he should go back and ask someone to see if there was any better solution.

Who to ask?
If you ask family members, your parents will definitely know... Outside, I don't know who else to ask...

Wait, Conan seems to be only seven years old, right?
Seven-year-olds seem to... occasionally wet the bed, right?Xiaolan must know it!

Thinking of this, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly felt that her best friend was working so hard, besides taking care of the unreliable uncle Kogoro, she also had to take care of a seven-year-old naughty ghost.

Xiaolan had to solve things like Conan's bedwetting. Thinking of this, Sonoko Suzuki had a strange thought.

It seems that the gap between me and Xiaolan seems a bit big, have I fallen behind so much without knowing it?Damn it, if I knew that when my sister was doing bridal practice, I would have followed suit.

"What are you thinking about?" Hanyu Qingan habitually reached out and touched Suzuki Sonoko's head, which was used to touching Yuzu's head.

Suzuki Sonoko felt the touch on her head, subconsciously connected to the scene of blowing her hair last night, and the tingling feeling rose involuntarily.

"No, nothing..."

Hanyu Qing'an looked at her flushed face strangely, and quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to continue.

Why does it turn red when you touch it?

The atmosphere was a bit weird, Hanyu Qing'an looked up and looked around, and found a store selling small accessories, so he said: "Let's go there and have a look, as for the garden, you didn't buy anything, you just helped pick out the pomelo. , I don’t know what you want?”

"I don't lack anything..."

Previously, she had been trying to figure out what the pomelo was lacking, which led Suzuki Sonoko to subconsciously answer that, although she was right, she didn't usually buy it because she lacked something when she went shopping with Xiaolan.

Hanyu Qingan picked up a white pear hairpin, put it on the side of Suzuki Sonoko's hair for comparison, "This one seems to look good, but I don't know what your girls' aesthetics are."

Suzuki Sonoko reached for the hairpin in his hand and looked it over carefully, "I also think this one is pretty, so just buy it."

"You can pick a few more yourself. I heard that girls never have too many accessories, and the promised thank you, but the result is only a small hairpin. That's too dishonest."

Suzuki Sonoko shook his head, "This is enough, and you even gave me a little paper figurine."

Hanyu Qingan said nothing, "Okay then, it's getting late, let's go eat first."

(End of this chapter)

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