Suzuki Sonoko was playing the tumbledown game with Yuzu. She had not played this game for many years. At this time, she was stumped by a three-year-old child, which made her look a little confused.
I couldn't help but secretly complain in my heart, where have everyone gone? Why haven't they come back? Do I have to take the child to bed tonight? What if she wets the bed?
"Sister Yuanzi, it's your turn."
Yuzu reminded her harshly, with residual tears hanging on her face. Children can easily be distracted. Suzuki Sonoko slept with her all afternoon and played games for a long time, finally letting her not think about those sad things for the time being.
"Ah? Oh," Suzuki Sonoko said in her heart. If it doesn't work, just give up. Anyway, no one except Yuzu will know about it, and no one will laugh at her.
At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and Suzuki Sonoko quickly got up to answer it as if she had received an amnesty.
It’s Hanyu Kiyosu.
I mentioned before that Conan might cry because of Dr. Agasa's thoughts about Ran in the middle of the night. Hanyu Qing'an was thinking about Yuzu. Compared to Conan's fake child, Yuzu might really think about herself in the middle of the night and cry.
However, you must be serious and responsible when taking people's money and being loyal to them. There is no way he can run back tonight.
Listening to Hanyu Qing'an's instructions, Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously responded a few times, and before she even had time to say anything, someone else was on the other side.
This time it's Mao Lilan.
Mao Lilan also seemed to be in a hurry. She said that the key to the third floor was on the table and asked Yuanzi to take Yuzi to sleep in her own bed before hanging up.
Suzuki Sonoko:???……
Listening to the beeps coming from the phone, Suzuki Sonoko scratched her head. No one could explain clearly what the situation was.
Suzuki Sonoko turned her head and met Yuzi's watery eyes, her heart skipped a beat, she was afraid that the child was going to cry miserably again.
Sure enough, after knowing that Hanyu Qingan would not come back tonight, Yuzu's tears fell from her eyes. She cried differently from other children. She didn't yell or make a fuss, she just sobbed quietly and shed tears silently. That look
, always makes people heart-wrenching.
Although Suzuki Sonoko is usually carefree, she is actually very kind and soft-hearted. After knowing Yuzu's life experience, and looking at Yuzu like this, she can't help but feel blocked in her heart and her nose becomes sour.
But crying with her would not be her choice. She shook her head and cheered up.
"Okay, okay, don't worry, your dad is just busy at work. If that guy really doesn't want you anymore, then just come with me, okay?"
Yuzi pursed her lips, "Sister Yuanzi is very good, but I still want my father..."
Suzuki Sonoko sighed helplessly, "Okay, then I'll take you back to catch him, okay?"
Yuzi looked up at her with tears in her eyes, "You can't beat daddy."
Suzuki Sonoko:……
"I...I can't beat him, so I'll call a bunch of people. No, it's enough for me to call Xiaolan. I can definitely catch him. Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Suzuki Sonoko patted her chest.
"Okay, it's getting late. I'll take you to take a bath and go to bed."
Something changed later, Suzuki Sonoko didn't give Yuzi time to think, picked up the little one, picked up the keys and went upstairs.
Not long after, the sound of water and the innocent words of children could be heard in the bathroom of Maori's house.
"Sister Yuanzi, I want to drink..."
"No!"
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If there was only one last night left in your life, what would you want to do?
Ohmuyu's answer is to take a good look at his own home, where he seldom stayed after he moved in, including every plant, tree, table and chair.
There were all his own things in his bedroom. Omu Yu casually looked through them and found that many books he bought originally said he wanted to read them, but in the end they were just decorative books, and he still could not open a page until he died.
There are not many other things and they are arranged very neatly. This is not because he loves cleanliness, but because he has a servant to take care of it and he doesn't stay at home for a long time.
When he came to the living room, he had never noticed that there were so many detailed decorations in his home. The feel of the leather sofa, which he often sat here, felt strange now.
Omuyu wanted to pet his daughter's Persian cat, but it turned its fur on him. I don't know whether it was because he was unfamiliar with it or because of the smell on his body, but that didn't matter. It was not a pleasant thing anyway.
The gorgeous chandelier above his head, the soft carpet under his feet, and the exquisite decorative paintings on the wall. The more Omu Yu looked at it carefully, the more unfamiliar this home felt.
Omu walked to the glass room blankly and stared blankly at the moon in the sky outside the glass...
As a deceased person, he naturally had to take care of his last request. Ohgiyu wanted to hang out at his home in his last moments and did not ask to go outside. Officer Megure couldn't stop him, so he only allowed the area to be cleared and his men to guard the place.
Outside the gate.
From the moment he saw Omu Yu walking out of the bedroom door, Conan couldn't close his jaw, and he didn't recover until Omu Yu stood in the glass room in a daze.
Hanyu Kiyosu strongly suspected that he would dislocate his jaw or even suffer from an incurable disease called mandibular nerve disorder prematurely.
"This is unscientific..." Conan's eyes were wide open, his face was in a daze, and he kept mumbling to himself.
Then he tried to go forward to check Okiyu's body and wanted to know what was going on. Maori Kogoro was in a daze at this time and had no time to talk to Conan, so Maori Lan hurriedly hung up the phone and went to catch Conan.
"Ah!" Mouri Kogoro suddenly clapped his hands hard, startling the people around him, "I suddenly figured it out."
"What do you want to understand?" Mao Lilan looked confused, and Conan temporarily put aside Omu Yu's matters and turned to look at Mao Li Kogoro.
"Master Hanyu is the president himself. If I am really the god of plague that can kill the president, how could he come to me to discuss cooperation?"
"Hahahaha - I am indeed a genius." Mouri Kogoro looked up to the sky and smiled.
"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid that President Ogiyu will hear this and come to trouble you?" Mao Lilan quickly tugged on Mouri Kogoro's sleeve. The latter wanted to say something, but then glanced at Okiyu on the other side guiltily.
.
Fortunately, Ohmu Yu was immersed in his own world and had no time to pay attention to him.
Although Mouri Kogoro himself thought he had figured it out, others thought he was responsible for his failure, so he was lucky to be able to avoid being heard.
"Hey, brother Hanyu~" Mao Lilan didn't pay attention, and Conan ran to Hanyu Qing'an, pulled his trouser leg and shouted.
"You should call me Uncle Hanyu, little friend Conan." Hanyu Qing'an casually touched Conan's head.
"..." Conan froze for a moment, then tried his best to maintain a smile, "Then Uncle Hanyu, why do you have to wait until evening to resurrect people?"
