Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

Two minutes later.

On the second floor, the Maori Detective Agency.

Xiaolan stood beside the desk, holding the receiver of the landline phone to her ear in her right hand, quickly entering the number with her left hand, and pressing the dial button and the hands-free button with a glimmer of hope.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood side by side on Xiaolan's left, looking at the phone number displayed on the landline phone screen with sleepy eyes, thinking aimlessly:

"In order to avoid waking up Detective Maori, I ran to the second floor to make a phone call..."

"drop."

It's the sound of a phone dialing.

"Mom~"

Xiaolan looked down at the landline phone, smiled sweetly, and pretended to be cheerful without getting straight to the point:

"Good morning~~~!"

"Ah, it's Xiaolan."

On the phone, Hibiki Eri responded gently and asked in confusion:

"What happened? Why did you call me so early?"

"Um...Mom, I want to ask you something."

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, her words filled with determination.

Kisara felt that this was a serious matter, so she made a promise:

"Okay, I'll answer you."

"I want to know...why did my father shoot instead of dealing with the criminals and looking for another chance to save my mother."

Xiaolan supported the desk with her left hand, held the microphone tightly with her right hand, and hesitantly mustered up her courage.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at the landline phone with attention, curiosity showing on their handsome faces.

Kiyori was silent for a while, then explained calmly:

"When your father saw the criminal with a red face and thick neck, he knew that the criminal had completely lost his mind. Even if he met the criminal's demands, it would be difficult to save me, and it might even harm innocent citizens. So he gritted his teeth and decided to shoot and subdue the criminal.

However, the prisoner held a knife to my neck. Kogoro was confident in his marksmanship and did not dare to risk hitting me by shooting the prisoner in the head. He could only attack the edge of my thigh, which caused me so much pain that I could not stand.

As a result, the upper body of the criminal appeared before his eyes, and Kogoro shot the criminal in the shoulder, rendering him unable to move.

"Yes...Is that so..."

Xiaolan looked at the landline phone with understanding, and said with incomprehensible worry:

"But!

Isn’t Dad worried about hitting the wrong place?

If his shooting skills deviate from the standard, Mom will be in danger!"

"The shooting skills are off the mark...hahaha~"

Kisaragi repeated the sentence in silence, smiled happily, and praised with trust:

"Your father's shooting skills are perfect. Unless there is something wrong with the gun, he will hardly hit the place he doesn't want to hit. Besides, it is natural for a husband to protect his wife. He would never think of hurting me anyway."

"what?"

Xiaolan made a surprised sound and confirmed in disbelief:

"Dad, is he so awesome?

Wait, wait a minute!"

Xiaolan suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked with a heartache:

"If you didn't run away from home because of Dad's rash shooting, why did Mom leave?"

During this period.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at each other and thought actively:

"Detective Maori really attacked Aunt Eri to protect her~

But Auntie Eri praised Detective Maori's shooting skills so highly, it seems that Detective Maori's shooting skills are even better than we imagined."

At this moment.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at the landline phone at the same time, gossipy expressions on their handsome faces.

"I ran away from home because of that guy your dad."

Fei Yingli pondered for a moment, and recalled with shame and anger:

"After the shooting, I was in the hospital bandaging my wounds and returned home late at night. In order to thank him for saving me, I reluctantly prepared a sumptuous dinner, but he didn't eat a single bite and..."

Having said this, Kisaki Eri suppressed her anger and recounted what happened that year.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan listened to Eri's words and seemed to see the scenes of the past...

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Ten years ago, the night was dark.

Kogoro Mouri's other home, a spacious living room with bright lights shining all over the floor.

A low wooden table was placed on the tatami, with many dishes and rice piled on top.

"Fool!!"

Maori Kogoro knelt on the light brown tatami next to the wooden table, leaned forward, and slammed his hands on the table with a "bang!" sound. He looked angrily at the startled Hibiki Eri who was sitting opposite the wooden table with her bowl and chopsticks, and said dissatisfiedly:

"If you have time to make something so unpalatable, you might as well go to bed early!"

As Kogoro Mouri was speaking, he suddenly pointed to a bedroom with a closed door far behind him on the left.

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At this moment.

Maori Detective Agency.

On the phone, Hibiki Eri became more and more angry, and fiercely scolded:

"I'm so mad at that old man who doesn't understand romance and is so slow-witted that he really makes me mad!"

Kisaragi relaxed a little, and said goodbye as calmly as she could:

"Well, I have other things to do, Xiaolan."

Xiaolan hasn't reacted yet.

"Toot, toot, toot."

It was the regular sound of a phone being hung up.

Xiaolan stood there in a daze, put the microphone back weakly, lowered her head, and said in a lost voice:

"Alas... When will Dad and Mom be able to put aside their differences...!"

"Sister Xiaolan~"

Dongfang Haoyue turned around, put his hands behind his back, clasped his hands, looked at Xiaolan lively and lovely, and said coquettishly:

"I think the relationship between Uncle Kogoro and Aunt Eri has not broken down. They will be reconciled one day!"

Kudo Shinichi walked to the right of Dongfang Haoyue, turned to look at Xiaolan, and echoed innocently:

"My thoughts are the same as Haoyue's!"

"Thank you for comforting me..."

Xiaolan turned around, bent down, and gently pressed the soft shoulders of Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, her eyes filled with tears of emotion.

Haoyue and Xinyi squinted their eyes tiredly, covered their lips with one hand, and yawned in unison:

"Ha~"

"Ah, I disturbed your sleep."

Xiaolan looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi belatedly, letting them go embarrassedly, and arranged gently:

"You can go back to your room and sleep for a while. I'll go prepare breakfast."

"Good~"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi tilted their heads, looked at Xiaolan adorably, and praised her warmly:

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Xiaolan~"

"Haha~"

Xiaolan looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi with satisfaction, her innocent face filled with a bright smile.

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It's a new day, the sun is shining brightly.

On the wide road, the light gray sedan rented by Kogoro Mori was moving at a steady speed with the windows on all four sides wide open.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat in the middle of the back row, one above the other, wearing classic suits. Their four little hands gathered in front of Shinichi's belly as always, leisurely gazing at the various buildings outside the windshield.

Princess Mira sat on the right side of Haoyue, wearing a white sleeveless dress, with her hands on her legs, admiring the scenery outside the window with interest.

Kogoro Mouri sat in the driver's seat, wearing a dark blue suit, white lining, and a black tie. He fastened his seat belt in compliance with traffic rules, held the steering wheel with both hands, casually holding a cigarette with gray mist rising from it, and drove the car steadily.

Xiaolan sat in the passenger seat, wearing a blue sleeveless dress and wearing a seat belt. She held a long piece of letter paper in front of her chest with both hands, looked down at it, and read elegantly:

"Dear Mr. Maori Kogoro, please forgive me for this abrupt letter.

To be honest, strange things have happened in my old Western-style villa, and I hope that you, as a famous detective, can come and solve it.

Although it is my home now, I never lived in it until my grandfather, who recently passed away, gave it to me.

Since I moved into the villa, I encounter incredible things every day in the villa. Recently, I even feel that someone is secretly spying on me.

Because I'm a mystery novelist, a job similar to yours, I use my wisdom to try many ways to solve the mystery.

Unfortunately, I have moved into the villa only recently and did not know the condition of the villa before that. I have tried hard to think about it alone but I can do nothing. I can only write to you with regret, hoping that you can help me.

Now I think back to what my grandfather whispered to me before he died...the western-style villa I gave you is very special.

I care very much about my grandfather's words. If you are also interested in this, please arrive at my house before 10:30 am. I look forward to hearing from you.

The signature at the end is... Nakamura Sou. "

Having said this, Xiaolan's innocent face revealed a peaceful look.