Ke Xue mourner

Chapter 6 I have a way
Conan looked at Mao Lilan who was chatting enthusiastically with Hanyu Qingan, as if he saw his mother discussing himself with his neighbors ten years ago, and it hurt for a while.

But things turned out to be much better than what I feared.

Now that it's all right, Conan put his heart back into his stomach, and began to rethink the case. While thinking, he picked up a piece of chocolate from the plate on the coffee table.

Ok?
With a thought in his heart, Conan opened the wrapping paper and found that the chocolate had melted. He took another look at the vase, which was obviously very conspicuous, but he didn't notice it just now. It was a vase with all the withered flowers.

There seemed to be something in the trash can on the side. Conan seemed to have seen the prompt of the lighted mark, and quickly emptied the contents of the trash can to look through it.

"Look, he started again, always so mischievous, running around, moving around." Mao Lilan complained to Hanyu Qing'an helplessly.

"It's good for children to be curious, so they can learn things quickly. I think this child is very smart." Hanyu Qingan looked at Conan's big head, feeling that this brain capacity is an innate talent.

"That's true. This child is indeed very smart. He knows a lot of knowledge that I don't know. He said he learned it from watching TV. It seems that he can learn it quickly." Mao Lilan has the pride and comfort of an old mother. Babies also have advantages.

"But I don't know if it's because he watches too much TV. He is short-sighted at such a young age."

Hanyu Qingan looked at Conan staring at the garbage and pondered, and said with a smile: "According to the latest scientific research results, there is no direct relationship between myopia and TV. The main reason is that there is not enough outdoor activities and insufficient sunlight. It hinders the development of the optic nerve of children, so they will be short-sighted."

"It's also because of this reason that I am troubled that Yuzu doesn't like to go out to play. Of course, there are also reasons on my part. I have been too busy with work recently, and I always leave her at home alone, and I have some problems with my Japanese accent, so I often Let her learn pronunciation at home following the programs on TV."

Hanyu Qing'an was a little ashamed, even with the original owner's muscle memory, his pronunciation still had a strong accent, even worse than Yuzu's.

"A person... where is Yuzu's mother?" Mao Lilan asked carefully.

"Not anymore." Hanyu Qingan simply replied.

He actually doesn't know the specifics of the situation, and he can't ask Yuzu directly due to some reasons, but judging from the information on the resident certificate (similar to domestic household registration), it should be gone, otherwise why would Yuzu appear in Hanyu's house Woolen cloth……

Thinking of the child's guilt-ridden eyes, white knuckles, and pitiful look when he asked Yuzu a question, he couldn't help but soften his eyes.

"Sorry." Mao Lilan apologized, feeling that she shouldn't bring up other people's sad things, she paused, "If you are busy with work, you can put the grapefruit in my house, as long as I am at home."

If only my father is at home, then forget it, I'm afraid it's not as good as Yuzu alone to let him take care of the child, Mao Lilan secretly complained.

"That's too much trouble for you."

"It's okay, don't worry too much, anyway, I have to take care of Conan." Mao Lilan shook his head and looked in Conan's direction, "Conan? Where's the person?"

Conan, who was digging through the trash can just now, has disappeared, leaving only a pile of trash.

"I'm talking to Mr. Driver." Hanyu Qingan pointed to the glass room outside.

"This kid, really, I don't know how to clean up after making such a mess." Mao Lilan complained, squatting on the ground to clean up.

After a while, Conan rubbed his chin and came back with a solemn face. The progress was very good. From the mouths of the secretary and the driver, he learned that the driver, Mr. Ren, had opened a software company with his friends two years ago. It closed down a year later, and a friend committed suicide in despair.

The reason for the closure seems to be that the president of the deceased, Oki, was blatantly undermining, but half a year ago, the driver came back and bowed his head to be the driver of the president...

Conan has seen through the truth, and now there is only evidence.

The unnatural amount of sweating of the deceased...

Just bought yesterday, the flower arrangement that withered today...

The long-haired Persian cat who is very afraid of heat but is safe now...

Software, air conditioning, heart attack, sudden death...

Key words danced and collided in his mind one by one until...

"Oh, I probably know..." Conan put his hands in his pockets and smiled confidently.

The next second, the whole person stood in the air, and Conan struggled to look behind him at a loss.

"What do you know? It's not polite at all to run away after making a mess of other people's trash cans, you know?" Mao Lilan reprimanded with a bluffing face.

"Uh...haha...I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan, I know I was wrong." Conan looked obedient, and bowed his head to admit his mistake while touching the back of his head.

"Okay, okay, there's no need to be so strict, I think Conan just forgot while he was busy investigating the case." Hanyu Kiyosuke persuaded.

"Well, for Mr. Hanyu's sake, forget it this time, and I won't let you go easily if you do this again next time." Mao Lilan was annoyed.

"Yeah, definitely not." Conan nodded repeatedly.

and many more!

Conan was startled, and suddenly raised his head to look at the smiling Hanyu Kiyoan, how did he know that he was investigating the case?

Is it...

"This kid is just like a certain guy. He is obsessed with detective games." Mao Lilan couldn't help complaining, thinking of a certain irritating guy.

"Haha, I was also very interested in detective games when I was a child, and I really miss it when I think about it now." Qingan Hanyu chatted with Mao Lilan about some interesting things in his childhood.

Conan finally felt relieved. It was a false alarm. He thought that the fact that he was Kudo Shinichi had been discovered. It turned out that he just thought he was playing detective games like adults.

Feeling relieved again, Conan sneaked out of the house while no one was paying attention to him.

"Conan, where are you going again? Don't make trouble for Dad, do you hear me?" Mao Lilan's voice sounded from behind.

Conan turned back with a dry smile and said, "I just went to the toilet..."

"Why go to the toilet again?" Mao Lilan frowned slightly, "Forget it, let's go."

Conan, as if he had received an amnesty, slipped away in a hurry.

"This kid keeps running to the toilet. I don't know what's wrong..." Mao Lilan muttered.

"Instead of worrying so much, why don't you take him to the hospital for a check-up, and rest assured that he's fine."

"Well, that's right." Mao Lilan agreed.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and Mori Kogoro came back with a dejected expression on his face, followed by Police Officer Megure with a tired face.

"What's the matter, Dad? Do you have any clues?" Mao Lilan hurriedly stepped forward to care.

Mori Kogoro shook his head, "There is no sign of homicide on the body, we can only wait for the further autopsy report. If there is no further clue, it can only be considered... an accident."

Officer Mumu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "There are still a lot of things to do in class, I have to go back later, this case can only be put on hold for now."

Having been busy all morning without having time to rest, and ended up with nothing, the two middle-aged men were a little depressed. Looking at this scene, Hanyu Kiyoan hesitated, and said:

"If I can wait until the evening, maybe I can find out the truth."

(End of this chapter)