Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

Chapter 979: Career Decision 1 Part Personality

Silent all night.

The next morning at 6:29.

Conanka punctuated the time, reluctantly crawled out of Mao Lilan's warm fragrance and warm jade's arms, ran to the corridor and called the tool man who was about to wake him up.

"Uncle, get up, uncle, the person who rings the doorbell will be here soon..."

"Huh? What, the potato seller is coming? I don't want to eat that for breakfast..."

Mouri Kogoro opened his eyes drowsily, and his consciousness was still a little confused. At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He rushed over with a jolt.

He opened the four door locks with agile movements, but the door opened... but there was no figure outside:

"No, no, no?"

"Liar...why, so scary..."

After hearing the movement, Mao Lilan also came to the door to check the situation, and was immediately frightened by the empty corridor.

"Someone."

Before opening the door, Conan, who had heard the child's voice with his bug, put his hands in his pockets, and walked to the gap between newspapers, magazines and guardrails:

"He's hiding here."

"Stinky boy, are you sleepy?"

Mouri Kogoro walked over with a look of disbelief, "How can someone so big be able to hide... eh?! Little, child..."

He was immediately stunned, and then the nameless fire burned from the bottom of his heart and grabbed the other party's collar:

"Damn it! After a long time, it turned out to be you, tell me! Why do you want to ring the doorbell?"

"No wonder, because it's a child, so I didn't find it." Mao Lilan was stunned.

...It wasn't the FBI.

Shui Wulianai looked at the little boy hanging in the air with his two short legs kicking and kicking, and subconsciously blurted out:

"I never thought that the person ringing the doorbell would be a child."

After speaking, she suddenly realized that she had slipped.

He quickly looked at Kogoro Mouri, and after confirming that the other party was not thinking deeply, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Alas... It's all my fault for pretending to be too innocent before.

If the person who hears this sentence is that suspicious gin, I am afraid that he can read the subtext of 'doubtful target' in himself without thinking much.

Here, Kogoro Mouri saw the child's expression on the verge of crying, and put it down first:

"So that's the case. You didn't come to play pranks last Saturday because you just happened to catch up with Miss Rena's business trip. There were no extra magazines and newspapers to deal with that week, so you couldn't hide, right?"

With a vacant eye, he asked fiercely:

"What do you want to do when you ring the doorbell, why do you do this kind of thing, I don't think you're just an ordinary elementary school student... Hmph, if you don't plan to speak anyway, you have to go to your parents, and then come together again Go to the police and have a good talk!"

Saying that, he bent down and hugged him, directly hugging the person sideways.

"Ah, don't, it's my fault! Let me go!" The little boy struggled.

"Hey! Don't shout, it will cause others to misunderstand!"

Mouri Kogoro was shocked.

If two people take to the street like this, I am afraid that the first person to be caught by the police will become him.

Uncle, can't you even handle a child?

After Conan Banyueyan silently spit out a groove, he made a sound and said:

"I think his intention to ring the doorbell was just to wake up sister Rena."

"Huh? Wake me up?" Shui Wulianai wondered.

"This way, Sister Reina can catch up with the "Good Morning Seven" show."

Conan put on a very pure and innocent expression, and said in a malicious and cute tone:

"I guess he didn't see Sister Rena on the "Good Morning Seven" show, so he thought she overslept and didn't get up, so he always rings the doorbell on Saturday morning."

Seeing how many people were still hesitant, he continued:

"You don't need to go to class on Saturday. As long as you go home after ringing the doorbell, you can see if Sister Reina appeared on the "Good Morning Seven" program."

"What happened on the Tuesday after the October break?"

Mouri Kogoro stared at the little boy, "You kid is skipping class, right?"

"No, that should be a holiday."

As a Tokyo Grim Reaper who only goes to school a few days a year, he has a say in the holidays:

"Because the Monday after the holiday period in October happens to be the Sports Day, if the school holds a sports meeting on that day, the students will be given a day off the next day to recover their spirits."

"Boy, is what he said true?" Kogoro Mouri doubted, staring at...

"Dad, don't scare him."

Mao Lilan came over and asked softly:

"You're going to send sleeping pills to Miss Reina because you want her to sleep more peacefully. Don't you miss the next day's show?"

"Uh-huh!"

The little boy nodded vigorously, "Because my mother said that you can sleep well after eating that."

"But, why do you care about me so much?"

Shui Wu Liannai came over, squatted down to make her eyes level with the little boy, and asked, "You should have only seen me on TV shows, right?"

In front of Kogoro Mouri, she didn't dare to reach out to touch the pulse of the other person's neck, so she had to judge whether the little boy was lying or not through the changes in his pupils.

"Because you are very similar to my mother..."

The little boy's eyes moved slightly towards the lower left, "My mom... Mom, she died in a car accident last year, so... that's why I..."

His voice gradually became choked up, and tears poured out of his eyes and dripped directly.

not lying...

The cowardice and nervousness shown are the normal reactions of ordinary people, especially children, when they realize that they have done something wrong.

But... the skills that I had learned so hard, and the belief that my father used to protect his younger brother after his death, actually forced me to the point where I couldn't help but be suspicious even when I saw a child?

Shui Wuliana closed her eyes and laughed at herself in her heart.

Immediately, she opened her eyes, her eyes filled with reminiscence and tenderness, and said softly:

"Little girl, I can understand your sadness after losing your mother, but if you keep thinking about your mother like this, it should make her in heaven even more worried. Since you are a boy, you should be strong and let your mother rest assured. Only, so, you can't come here again, this is for your mother... and for yourself, you know?"

"Well, I... I know."

The little boy was stunned, as if he felt concern from these words, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and ran towards the home. When he came to the corner, he stopped again~lightnovelpub.net~ and pushed hard towards this direction. He waved his hand:

"Big sister, goodbye!"

"See you."

For your safety, it's best to never see you again...

Mizuna Rina silently added the second half of the sentence in her heart, her vision blurred unconsciously.

"Miss Lianna, are you alright?" Maurilan asked with concern.

"That child reminds me of my younger brother. He is also a very stubborn character..."

Mizuna Rina restrained her emotions and changed the subject, saying:

"By the way, thanks to Mr. Mouri's help this time, how much do I need to pay you for the commission?"

"Oh, I don't need this trivial matter," Mouri Kogoro said casually, "Actually, it didn't help much."

Shui Wu Liannai had completely adjusted her emotions at this time.

She has not been able to understand Kogoro Mouri so far, so she doesn't want to have any contact with this famous detective in a short time.

Besides, before 10 o'clock in the morning, I have to go to meet Gin and the others. The FBI hasn't gotten rid of it yet. If I get entangled by this detective again, the situation will be worse...

Thinking of this, she immediately said:

"But it took you so long, so let me express a little bit of my heart."

"Is that so?"

Mouri Kogoro directly showed his fox's tail, "How about I transfer the account to your mobile phone? That...what's your email number?"

Hey, uncle, can't you see that Xiao Lan has already clenched her fists?

Conan Banyueyan has nothing to do with this old man.