Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 173 Express Delivery

At gathering time, Mao Lilan went downstairs.

There are already many people sitting in the restaurant, most of the tables are full, and they are drinking tea and chatting.

With a glance, Mao Lilan remembered the embarrassing scenes when he just opened the door, and couldn't help but slow down a bit, feeling embarrassed.

In front of the dining table, Suzuki Sonoko stood up and waved cheerfully, "Here, Xiaolan!"

"Mr. Future and Conan haven't come down yet," she said, "We may have to wait."

When Mao Lilan took a seat next to him, Suzuki Sonoko added in a low voice, "A guest went out to smoke, ah, he's back."

The guest who went out to smoke was the guest in the third room on the second floor. He had long hair, a forehead wiper, and sharp eyebrows. When he greeted, he looked like he was holding a cigarette. He was lazy and quite handsome.

Suzuki Sonoko didn't respond.

Because Mao Lilan had asked questions like, 'Why don't you respond to handsome guys?', she simply nodded and looked away for a few seconds before explaining in a low voice, "I don't like boys with long hair, you're too empress." Too loud!"

Well, that's why I don't respond to handsomeness, that's it.

Mao Lilan: "..."

is it?

The credibility is not very high.

"I don't really like chubby boys either," Suzuki Sonoko added, her voice low so that only Mao Lilan could hear, "I don't like men who are too strong either."

I like a slender figure, black hair and red eyes, smile often, look good-tempered, and be very polite in words and deeds. My relatives are the type of men who open dessert shops, right?
Mao Lilan held her forehead and looked up at the stairs, "Mr. Future and the others are coming down."

Mirai Ichijo and Conan walked side by side, and after just a short moment of being alone together, they seemed to have had a very friendly exchange, had a good impression of each other, and even held hands.

Conan is holding a hand from the future, looking very lively and jumping up and down the stairs like a child. He does not go down the stairs properly, but jumps down in two knots.

Every time he jumped, a future would stretch out its other arm, and Conan just grabbed that arm, stabilized himself, let go, and jumped again.

His tone was also very childish, "Wow, it turns out that you checked the closet because you watched a horror movie, and you were afraid of someone hiding in it."

"I thought Brother Future was checking the monitor, just like what was shown on TV!"

"Yeah," Ichijo Mirai smiled good-naturedly and stretched out his arm, "It's a horror movie."

"What about turning on the TV?" Conan held his arm and jumped up and down, "You are so powerful, like a hacker, making the TV flash constantly!"

"I even looked at the socket."

He said in an admiring tone like a child: "Just like in the movies, just plug anything into the computer or socket, and you can know everything at once!"

Ichijo Mirai still smiled, "Yeah, I read science fiction novels, and I always worry that there are unclean things on TV, Miss Sadako and the like."

"No way, I'm more afraid of things that science can't explain at present, like neon gods, snow girls and the like."

"I see," Conan nodded and continued to jump down, "Didn't Brother Future tell Aunt Ishida and the others when he came? I saw you making a long phone call without turning off the TV."

He added, "Walking around the room while I fight."

"Hmm," Mirai Ichijo was very patient, with an unchanging expression. He could be called a caring citizen, and his tone was very gentle towards the children, "I remembered that I had something I didn't tell my aunt and others, so I made an impromptu call."

"But Brother Future didn't say anything, right?" Conan said: "It seems that the other side of the phone has been talking. Are you listening?"

Then he asked lively, "What is it, a commission?"

"Uncle Maori was very happy as soon as he received the commission. Brother Future doesn't seem to accept commissions very often, right?"

"I heard from Aunt Ishida that you will never accept the task of finding a cat."

"Hmm," Ichijo Mirai raised his eyebrows, "You have a very good relationship with auntie." "I thought that there might be a courier, so I called at the last minute."

"It happened that auntie had something to tell me, and we had been chatting for a long time." Before Conan asked, he added, "It's some purchasing and customer matters. Auntie wanted me to buy some good quality products on the way back. Flour and light cream.”

Conan jumped to the ground on the first floor, "That's it."

Mirai Ichijo let go of his hand and rubbed Conan's head, "Yeah, good boy."

He smiled, had a gentle attitude, and looked like an adult who was very friendly to children.

"Brother Future," Conan said with admiration and longing for a powerful adult, "Do you feel discomfort in the back of your neck?"

"I see you always touch it from time to time."

He quickly ran up the fourth or fifth stairs, glanced over, and pounced on a future creature when he turned around and opened his arms.

"There's a little red on the back of your neck. It's so small. Is it blood? Or a mole? A birthmark?"

"Hmm," Mirai Ichijo carried Conan to the dining table, "It must be a mole."

"I've been staying up late recently and my neck is a little sore."

When Conan heard this, he obediently lowered his hand that was subconsciously wrapped around Future Yi, only to wrap it around his shoulders. "Did I just ask a lot of questions?"

"Uncle Maoli said that a detective should be full of curiosity and encouraged me to ask questions when I had questions. However, sometimes he would find my continuous questioning annoying and would beat me."

"Not annoying."

A short future reply: "It's better to be able to ask questions than not even be able to find them."

He put Conan on the seat and stretched out his hand to touch his head, "You are very smart and very suitable for a detective."

"I look forward to seeing you grow up."

But it's better to wait until later to torture the next generation of criminals.

Conan's head was touched and he swayed from side to side. He quickly reached out to press the hand on his head, "Brother Future!"

Mirai Ichijo smiled, retracted his hand, sat down on the other side, and nodded to the others who had already arrived.

"Brother Future," Conan leaned on the table and whispered, "Don't say 'hmm' anymore!"

A future smile: "Yeah."

other people:"……"

Mao Lilan: "..."

Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

Suzuki Sonoko was in awe, "You have a good temper."

"If I was questioned like this by this kid," she lowered her voice and whispered to Mao Lilan, "I would definitely be able to beat him!"

How can there be so many whys!
...But among those 'whys', one future behavior is indeed a bit strange.

And: "Express delivery."

"Hey," Suzuki Sonoko was not sure, "Is it now?"

She called out to Mirai in a low voice, "Mr. Mirai, do you want me to deliver the express to you today?"

"You just said 'express delivery'. According to the remarks on the express delivery receipt, does this mean that the express delivery can be delivered to you?"

(End of this chapter)