051 Conan is seven years old, should he still wet the bed?
Conan felt his scalp numb at this moment and swallowed furiously. Did Xiaolan suddenly doubt him again? Was he noticed before when he was investigating the crime scene?
Just when he was panicking, Mao Lilan clapped his hands and said, "Isn't Shinichi's father a mystery novelist? Why don't I go and ask for advice?"
Conan felt his heart dropped heavily into his stomach, and he was sweating white. This was too scary. After all, he still felt guilty...
At first, I was afraid that telling the truth would put Xiaolan in danger, but after I took a bath with Xiaolan, I felt that my life would be in danger if I told the truth.
"No, I would be so nervous if I talked directly to Shinichi's father. Besides, I don't know the contact information. This annoying guy, Shinichi, has been unable to contact me recently. Really..."
The more he was needed, the less he was around. Mao Lilan's eyes reflected the heavy rain outside, and she felt a little depressed.
Conan stared blankly at Mao Lilan's side face for a while, then held the back of his head and said with a smile: "Sister Xiaolan, I have Brother Shinichi's contact information."
"Huh? Really?" Mao Lilan looked surprised.
"Yeah, yeah." Conan nodded with a smile.
Mao Lilan clenched his fists and became furious, "This damn guy clearly has his contact information, but he didn't tell me. It seems like he is fooling around outside and doesn't want me to know."
"Ha?" Conan was confused. Did he understand it this way?
Mao Lilan lost his temper in the void for a while, then regained his composure and said, "Conan, tell me his contact information, and I'll go find him right away."
Conan's heart tightened, "Uh... haha, well, Sister Xiaolan, I just have Brother Shinichi's email address. I can't contact him right away. He is currently busy investigating cases in various places and does not have a fixed phone number.
I can contact you..."
Mao Lilan snorted, "What, forget it, that's fine, but where can I find a computer to send that guy an email?"
It is true that she has earned a lot of money recently, but Mao Lilan is still reluctant to use it to buy a computer. At this time, a computer costs at least 200,000 yen, not counting other expenses.
"It's available at Dr. A Li's house," Conan reminded.
Mao Lilan suddenly realized, "Yes, Dr. Ali has a computer, but he needs to use it for work, right? Would it be inconvenient if I borrow it?"
Conan thought to himself: What kind of serious job can Dr. Ali have, tinkering with explosive things every day? "There's no use hesitating here, go and ask around? And Dr. Ali doesn't always use a computer. He doesn't use it when he doesn't."
Wouldn’t it be nice to borrow it when the time comes?”
Mao Lilan nodded. There was no other way to contact Xinyi now. She couldn't help but want to try, "Okay, when the rain stops, I'll buy some souvenirs and I'll visit Dr. Ali tomorrow.
Just give it a try."
After Mao Lilan finished speaking, it suddenly occurred to him that since Conan knew Shinichi's email address, as Shinichi's neighbor and Conan's relative, Dr. Ali should also know it, right?
Even where can Conan go to use a computer to send emails to Shinichi? It must be Dr. Agasa's house...
This Shinichi is in contact with a kid like Conan every day and doesn't even know how to call me. It's really annoying.
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"This is good, it looks so cute~"
Suzuki Sonoko held a furry all-in-one bear pajamas and measured them against Yuzi. It was probably because the temperature had started to cool down recently and the mall had started selling autumn and winter clothes.
Hanyu Qingan reminded from the side: "This dress looks good, but it is inconvenient to go to the toilet. Think about it, Yuzu just wet the bed this morning."
Yuzi heard him mention this matter again, and whispered aggrievedly: "Yuzi didn't mean it..."
"That is to say, it is natural for children to wet the bed." Suzuki Sonoko held Yuzu in her arms and looked at Hanyu Qing'an with hatred.
"..." Hanyu Qingan was helpless. This was not a discussion of objective problems.
After Suzuki Sonoko was unreasonable, she also knew that the problem still needed to be solved, "Buy some diapers for Yuzu?"
Hanyu Qing'an shook his head, "How can a three-year-old child still wear diapers? They are very stuffy, and a three-year-old child already has a basic sense of shame and will not be willing to wear such things."
"Oh, that's it..." Suzuki Sonoko was at a loss and put down the clothes in her hands, wondering if she should go back and find someone to ask if there was any better solution.
Who to ask?
If you ask family members, your parents will definitely know... From outside, I don’t know who else to ask...
Wait, Conan seems to be only seven years old, right?
A seven-year-old child seems to... still wet the bed occasionally, right? Xiaolan must know!
Thinking of this, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly felt that her best friend was working so hard. In addition to taking care of the unreliable uncle Kogoro, she also had to take care of a seven-year-old naughty boy.
Xiaolan had to solve things like Conan's bedwetting. Thinking of this, Suzuki Sonoko had a strange idea.
It seems that the gap between me and Xiaolan is a bit big. Have I fallen so far behind without realizing it? Damn it, if I had known that when my sister was doing bridal training, I would have followed suit.
"What are you thinking about?" Hanyu Qingan habitually reached out and touched Suzuki Sonoko's head. He was used to touching Yuzu's head.
Suzuki Sonoko felt the touch on her head, and subconsciously connected it to the scene of blow-drying her hair last night, and a numb feeling arose involuntarily.
"No, it's nothing..."
Hanyu Qing'an looked at her red face strangely and quickly retracted his hand, not daring to continue.
Why does my head turn red when I touch it?
The atmosphere was a little strange. Hanyu Qingan looked up and looked around, and found a store selling trinkets, so he said: "Let's go there and have a look. By the way, Sonoko, you haven't bought anything yet. You just helped pick out Yuzu."
,I don’t know what you want?”
"I don't lack anything..."
Previously, she had been thinking about what Yuzu was missing, so Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously answered like this. Although she was right, she didn't buy it because she and Xiaolan usually went shopping because they were missing something.
Hanyu Qing'an picked up a white pear hairpin and placed it on the side of Suzuki Sonoko's hair for comparison. "This seems to look good, but I don't know what your girls' aesthetics are like."
Suzuki Sonoko reached for the hairpin in his hand and looked at it carefully, "I also think this is pretty good-looking, so just buy it."
"You should pick a few more for yourself. I heard that girls never have too many accessories. And I promised to thank you, but in the end I only had a small hairpin. That's too insincere."
Suzuki Sonoko shook her head, "This is enough. You also gave me a little paper figurine."
Hanyu Qing'an had no idea, "Well, it's getting late, let's go eat first."