Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

I have to say that the public security department did a good job in saving face. The entrance of the apartment was clean and there was nothing wrong.

Lin Xiaochen opened the door and went straight into the bedroom, intending to take a nap first. However, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She ran to the kitchen to make a pot of sobering soup.

The system was so sleepy that it kept yawning electronically: [Host, you have great physical strength...]

Lin Xiaochen paused holding the pot, and was too embarrassed to say that he had a headache from drinking.

He poured the steaming soup into the bowl, hooked the edge of the bowl with three fingers and walked towards the living room, and placed the bowl on the coffee table with a "da" sound, like a Liangshan hero drinking from a big bowl of wine.

It’s so hot, so hot, so hot! If I had known, I wouldn’t have filled it so full.

The system had no idea what he was thinking because it was already fast asleep.

Lin Xiaochen looked at the string of visualized Zzzzzs on the screen, feeling a little speechless, but he did not wake up the system.

He opened the comic interface in a small window and flipped through the daily cases that he had skimmed over. But after reading just two pages, Lin Xiaochen frowned.

He looked at the system that was still outputting Zzz Zzzzzz, gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, sighed, and still couldn't bear to wake it up.

He frowned as he watched the fancy three-choice game for four or five hours, with sunlight shining in through the window that had been open all night.

The system smacked its lips and finally woke up: [miangmiang, host, you woke up so early]

I didn't sleep all night...

Lin Xiaochen was speechless to the system for a rare moment, his face full of helplessness and disgust: "Awake? If you're awake, help me check the comics."

The system's electronic light waves flashed twice, which if it were a person would probably be stretching and yawning.

[Let me take a look at... um... the comics, they're really y... um?! What the hell! ]

Lin Xiaochen crossed his arms and sat on the sofa, and saw the electronic fluctuations getting bigger and bigger... When they were almost like a tsunami, Lin Xiaochen hurriedly stopped them: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Calm down! System? System?"

[Host... Because you have strayed away from the main storyline, some of the comics' permissions have been closed...]

"...My silence is deafening"

[QWQ host, now it is the original comic interface]

"Got it... So the act of placing the portrait of a person in this jar was done by the author himself?"

[Uh, it’s his idea]

"...OK."

After all the trouble, it's time to go to work again.

Lin Xiaochen stretched, washed up briefly, opened the door and left.

I have to go to the convenience store to buy lights today. It’s such a hassle.

He sighed, went out and bumped into two hungover twins.

Lin Xiaochen took the initiative to start the greeting: "How long did you drink last night? It seems that you two are in good spirits."

"Of course, we came back early after all!" Hagiwara Kenji snapped his fingers, "We got up early today, shall we go buy breakfast together?"

"OK."

It was another routine day. In the office of Investigation Section 2, a smell of salted fish slowly spread from Lin Xiaochen...

There's nothing we can do about it, they really have a lot of free time.

Lin Xiaochen yawned. After what happened yesterday, the police ignored him. The things that he used to be able to do to add some interest to his life were gone. Lin Xiaochen suddenly felt bored.

So boring, so boring, so boring...

He browsed through the social news slowly, feeling belated drowsiness coming over him in waves. He glanced at the time: hm, it was twelve o'clock.

Lunch break!