Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

The next morning.

An apartment in Beihu.

It was just getting light here, and Uncle Maori's snoring was still unusually loud, a bit noisy yet also peaceful.

"Time to get up, uncle!"

"Uncle!" Conan called softly from the side.

Uncle Maori had a hard time too. He sat at the entrance and fell asleep while holding a mop.

"Ha~" Uncle Maori yawned, finally opened his eyes and looked at the little kid beside him.

"Uncle, it's almost time." Conan looked at the time on the other party's watch.

"Ding dong~"

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Xiaolan and Rena Mizunashi also walked out of the room. Uncle Maori instantly became alert, rushed to the door, and opened the four locks one by one.

It’s really a bit troublesome. It takes almost ten seconds to open these locks from top to bottom.

"Damn you, I'm going to catch you now!" Uncle Maori pushed the door open suddenly.

"???"

The results were quite surprising.

"There's actually no one here..." Uncle Maori turned around and said to them.

How, how is it possible...

"Why, Dad, why is there no one here?" Xiaolan stood at the door, looked around, and asked in disbelief.

"How should I know?" Uncle Maori also shook his head.

"He's been here all the time." Conan walked out of the room with his hands in his pockets, stood next to the pile of newspapers and magazines that was as tall as him, and said with a smile.

"You mean that guy used transformation techniques and turned into this pile of newspapers..." Uncle Maori leaned against the door and said speechlessly.

As expected, they are children with rich imagination.

"Conan?" Xiaolan also looked confused.

"It's right here." Conan smiled and pushed the pile of newspapers and magazines, revealing a small figure.

"Little, little kid?!"

When they saw each other's true faces, they were all shocked.

The little boy had freckles all over his face and a bowl-cut hairstyle. He looked about five or six years old. He was squatting behind newspapers and magazines, hiding himself so well that he could not be seen at all when he stood by the door.

"Damn it, little brat, you were the one ringing the doorbell, weren't you!" Uncle Maori dragged the boy out with an angry look on his face.

If this kind of prank is done too often, it will make a person disabled. Neurasthenia and fear of the doorbell are only the mildest symptoms. If it is more serious, suspicion and paranoia will lead to psychological problems!
“……”The little boy was about to burst into tears and didn’t dare to speak.

"So that's how it is. Magazines and newspapers are piled there every Saturday, so we can't find each other." Xiaolan finally figured out everything.

"I never thought that someone would hide in a place like that." Rena Mizunashi also looked surprised.

"Ms. Reina just came back from abroad last Saturday. She didn't have any magazines or newspapers to throw away, and she had nowhere to hide them, so you didn't ring the doorbell!" Uncle Maori asked.

"What do you want? I think you are just an elementary school student at most!"

The mustached detective put the boy on the ground and stared at him and asked.

If it was an uncle of my age, it would be fine. If it was someone of Lin Feng's age, it would be fine too. But what was the purpose of this little guy who cried when scared...

"..." The boy kept sobbing and keeping his mouth shut, not saying anything.

"Okay, since you won't tell me, I can only find your parents and go to the police to explain everything!" Uncle Maori picked up the other person and pretended to leave.

"Uncle, Brother Lin Feng said that the kid wanted to ring the doorbell just to wake her up." Conan raised his head and spoke in time. "Did Brother Lin Feng say that?"

"By the way, he also mentioned the wake-up service yesterday." Xiaolan nodded and said.

"You mean that kid guessed it before he left yesterday?" Uncle Maori leaned over and asked Conan, staring at him.

"Yeah." Conan smiled.

That guy has indeed become a lot more powerful.

"He was just worried that Big Sister wouldn't be able to make it to the 7 o'clock live show on Good Morning."

"I think he thought the reason why the eldest sister didn't appear on the show was because she overslept and missed the taping."

"So the doorbell always rings at around 6:30 on Saturday mornings, because Saturdays are the only day he has time off because he doesn't have to go to school."

"These are what Brother Lin Feng told me."

Conan made a series of inferences, then scratched his head, smiled, and pushed all the blame to Lin Feng.

"By the way, I mentioned before, the one time the doorbell rang was on a Tuesday, and you put a bottle of sleeping pills at the door, right?"

Uncle Maori must also confirm this matter to make sure that there is no other criminal involved.

"Tuesday is the day to throw away combustible garbage. I also put it outside the door the night before. There is indeed a package blocking it here." Mizunashi Rena said after recalling.

"The second Monday of the October holiday is Sports Day. Most schools will hold sports meets, and the next day after that, which is Tuesday, primary school students will have a holiday."

Conan knew this very well without even looking at the calendar, because he was also on holiday...

"My mother said that after eating that, I can sleep well..." said the boy who was put on the ground.

Mizuno Reina walked out the door, squatted in front of the other person, and asked with a smile: "Why are you paying so much attention to me?"

"Because you look a lot like my mother."

"My mother, she died in a car accident last year...so, so I..." The boy said with tears in his eyes.

"Little brother, I understand your sadness over losing your mother, but if you keep thinking about her like this, I think your mother in heaven will be very worried."

"Since you are a boy, you should be strong and let your mother feel at ease, so you can't come here anymore."

"This is for yourself and your mother, understand?"

Rena Mizuno put her hands on the boy's shoulders and said with a smile in a very gentle tone.

Her words also made the Maori family of three look at her with admiration. It is rare to see celebrities with such temper and personality nowadays.

"Ok!"

"Goodbye, big sister!"

The boy wiped his tears, smiled again, and ran away.

"Goodbye..." Rena Mizuno stood up, tears in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Xiaolan noticed the other person's abnormality and asked.

"It's nothing. I used to have a younger brother who was about the same age as him." Mizuno Rena wiped away her tears and said with a smile.

"By the way, I think I should pay you for the investigation!"

Perhaps to change the atmosphere, she clapped her hands and looked at the mustache detective.

"No thanks, we even asked you to treat us to dinner." Uncle Maori refused with a smile.

"But at least it's a token of my appreciation." said Mizuno Rena.

"Is that so? Otherwise, I'll send the account number to your phone later, and how about you give me your email address?"

The expression on Uncle Maori's face when he said this didn't seem like he was asking for money, but rather like an old pervert asking for contact information... (End of this chapter)