Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Maori Detective Agency
A little boy in a small dress with a red bow around his neck is sitting on the sofa, watching the TV playing in front of him.
"According to related reports, please pay attention to the safety of nearby residents. Recently, a man is scaring passers-by with photos..."
The TV is broadcasting a real-time report that an unbelievable thing happened at No. 88 Ribs, Mihua Street, Mihua City.A middle-aged man was holding a dozen photos, walking on the street shaking his head, and when he met passers-by who were walking in front of him, he would take the opportunity to hand them to them and then run away.
"Crack——" the door behind him opened, and the little boy was staring at the photos on the TV.
"Conan, stop staring at the TV all day, why don't you hang out with your friends?"
Buying beer for his lazy and ignorant old father, Mao Lilan said while opening the refrigerator door, taking out the beer in the white plastic bag, putting the bottles in a regular order, filling them with The beer refrigerator looked a little more like a middle-aged man.
"Today, Mitsuhiko and the others said that something happened. I think they should be playing a game played by a certain child." Conan stared at the TV, and spit it out of his mouth without thinking. When he recovered from his reaction, he turned his head. I saw Mao Lilan showing a puzzled expression.
Conan quickly corrected his tone and said innocently: "Hahaha Sister Xiaolan, everyone has something to do today. I will stay in the office today to help my uncle and stay here to look after the house. I have a very powerful one today." As for the customers, Uncle went out to buy some gifts."
He quietly raised his eyes and looked at Mao Lilan who was walking over with two boxes of puddings in front of him.With fair skin and dark brown hair, the corners of the eyes are slightly rounded, and there is an innocent and childish look when looking at people.Her character can be seen at a glance as a frank person. Conan really understands her. When she opens her eyes a little wider, she will understand what she is going to say next.
"What does Dad want to buy?" Mao Lilan handed him the pudding, then removed the pillow from the sofa, sat on the side and opened the pudding.
Before Conan opened his share of pudding, there was another opened pudding in front of him. When he looked up, he saw Mao Lilan smiling and saying, "I opened it for you."
Conan felt a little hot on his cheeks, and some felt that he was too hypocritical, or said: Lan is too virtuous!
Holding the opened pudding, he obediently scooped a spoonful into his mouth, the sweet taste filled his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's delicious!"
Mao Lilan also smiled, and then opened the unopened pudding in her hand.
"I bought a lot of pudding today, and I thought those children would come over to play, Conan, don't you feel lonely by yourself?"
Hearing this, Conan shook his head quickly, he would not feel so-called lonely because of the fact that a few naive elementary school students couldn't make it through. He is a famous high school detective, at least he feels lonely because he has no case!
"Sister Xiaolan, I won't do it!"
Mao Lilan said: "Okay, I know, but it's really strange. You always play together every weekend. Today I seem to see you alone. You look lonely, and you look very pitiful." , or you'd better go out and play with your friends, I'll wait for Dad to come back for you!"
Conan was pushed out, holding an unfinished pudding in his hand.The door slammed shut behind him.
Looking at the closed door, he could only sigh and call Dr. Ali, who answered the phone and said, "Conan?"
"It's me, doctor, why are those guys so quiet today?"
On the other side, Dr. Ali looked at the three little guys sitting in the car with some embarrassment, and got three crossed hands.
Dr. A Li coughed and said, "Then I don't know, Conan, I still have something to do here, so I'll hang up first."
"Wait, Dr. Ali." Conan squinted at the phone, no need to guess, those guys are definitely on Dr. Ali's side, probably there is something to hide from him.
However, he has nothing to do now, so he might as well guess what game these guys are playing.
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