anime fever

Conan's exclamation sounded, and when all the pictures were frozen, he opened his mouth wide, and was surprised to find that everything was not as he imagined.

Ogata smiled, bent down, and stroked Xiaolan's head with his hands, like a big brother comforting his sister.

"Conan, are you still up so late?" Seeing Conan rushing out nervously, Ogata asked jokingly.

Xiaolan was also surprised that Conan hadn't slept at this time. Conan stood awkwardly in front of the two of them, scratched his head and said, "I just had a nightmare, so I woke up."

"It's okay, Conan?" Xiaolan asked with concern.

Conan glared at Ogata angrily, and shook his head quickly: "I'm going back to sleep, you guys talk." As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes pretending to be bewildered, as if he was really sleepy.

After Conan Shiran returned to the room, Ogata glanced at the clock in the living room, yawned, and said to Xiao Ran: "Go to bed early."

"Yeah." Xiaolan nodded and replied, "Cousin, you too."

After watching her cousin go back to the room, Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, just now Ogata suddenly bent down, even she was startled.

She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at all the decorations alone in a daze. After hearing the story of her cousin, she felt that her mood was very complicated, because there was indeed a shadow of a man in her heart, and the person who needed to wait was precisely be yourself.

Just when Xiaolan was thinking about something, the phone in her trousers pocket rang suddenly, and when she took it out, she found it was a message.

"Xiaolan, take care of yourself, I will be back as soon as possible." The sender, Kudo Shinichi.

Seeing this, Xiaolan smiled silently. It is indeed like what cousin Ogata said, some people are worth waiting for.

In the room with the lights off, Conan hid himself under the quilt, the bright screen lights illuminated his face, and those eyes seemed to be shining with some emotions that young people do not have.

......

On the second day, Ogata rested, but the nature of his job was to turn on the phone 24 hours a day, waiting for a summons from the search department of the police station at any time.And this kind of probability will appear greatly in the forensic doctor. After all, there are only Ogata and Yichuan in the autopsy department of the first investigation department.

After getting up early for a run, Ogata returned to the office and took a comfortable hot shower.

Because he promised Miwako Sato to help move today, Ogata found a pair of old clothes to change into. After breakfast with Xiaolan and the others in the morning, he took a taxi to the address Miwako gave him by himself.

Along the way, Lin Xu chatted with the driver without saying a word, which was his interest.In his opinion, no matter whether it is the United States or Japan, the person who can read the knowledge that cannot be found in the books is a taxi driver.

After arriving at the residential area at the address, Ogata looked for each building according to the house number. The houses here are all old buildings, which look very old. Compared with the newly built buildings in the city center, there is a big gap.Most of the people who come in and out are elderly uncles and aunts, because Tokyo is developing very fast now, and if you want to work conveniently, you have to move to a location close to the city center.

When he arrived at Sato's house, which was a single family building, Ogata rang the doorbell. After waiting for a short while, he noticed the cat's eyes in front of the door dimmed, so he smiled.

"Are you here so early?" Miwako Sato, who was dressed in casual attire, was fashionable and beautiful, and she looked completely different from her usual police uniform, opened the door and asked with a smile.

Ogata nodded, and said slowly: "I am very punctual, and I always choose to arrive earlier instead of letting others wait for me."

Miwako Sato pursed her lips and let the door open. After welcoming Ogata into the entrance, she casually said, "There's no need to change your shoes. I'll treat you to dinner after I'm done with work."

"Okay, just wait for your words." Ogata accepted the words smoothly.

In the living room of Sato's house, there were a lot of boxes piled up. Lin Xu pointed to these things and asked, "Did you organize these?"

"Well, before you came, I had already packed up my clothes and so on. The truck I was looking for will arrive around ten o'clock in a while, and I will ask our police officer Ogata to help get some big things upstairs." Miwako Sato is rarely embarrassed. Although she is a policewoman that many men are afraid of, she is a woman after all.

Ogata nodded slightly, since he promised her to help move, he was ready to put in physical effort.He took off his coat and handed it to Miwako Sato to find a place to hang it up.

Ogata, who rolled up his sleeves, went upstairs with Miwako Sato. The so-called large items in her mouth refer to electrical appliances such as TVs and kitchen refrigerators.

"Leave it to me." Ogata was not trying to be brave, he had exercised his body, and he still had strength.

Miwako Sato gave him a blank look: "Let's go down together, so we won't tire you out."

The two of them started to move down from the smallest TV set. Of course, Ogata would not let Miwako Sato interfere in this kind of thing, but just asked her to help hold the wires.

Then there were electrical appliances that looked very heavy, tossing down from upstairs.Ogata was sweating, and Miwako Sato saw it, and felt that he owed a favor even more.Originally, she wanted to contact other people to help with this drudgery, but she immediately thought of Ogata's figure in her mind, and now seeing him help so hard, she felt a little distressed.

"careful!"

"Be careful with me, or the refrigerator?"

"Of course it's you!"

From eight o'clock till, and having been busy for about an hour, Ogata sat on the stairs, gulping down the mineral water given to him by Miwako Sato.

"Thank you." Miwako Sato handed Ogata a towel that had just been washed with cold water.

Ogata took it, didn't care, wiped the sweat off his face indiscriminately, when he returned the towel to Miwako Sato, he found that the towel was pink with a bear printed on it.

"Is the towel yours?" Ogata would not ask such an embarrassing question, he just smiled.The more you care about some things, the more troublesome it will be. Since Sato, who is a woman, doesn't mind, he doesn't bother.

Miwako Sato looked at Ogata who was resting: "It's been hard work, I'm done. I'll make a phone call, contact the truck, and urge him to come quickly."

Seeing Miwako Sato making a phone call, Ogata stood up at this moment, stretched his aching body, and walked up to the second floor of her house.

The second floor was empty because all electrical appliances and some furniture had been removed, except for the floor and the windows with curtains.Because the curtains are a cool blue color, they block the sunlight outside the window and make the inside of the room look gloomy and dark.

The moment Ogata walked up to the second floor just now, he knew that there was an uninvited guest living in Miwako Sato's house.

The cold air blowing towards his face made the tattoo on his back scorching hot, and Ogata acted as if he didn't notice anything because Miwako Sato was there just now.

Now he went upstairs alone, just to check what happened.

With blood marks piercing through the yin and yang barriers of the eyes, Ogata's eyes were covered with a layer of blood, which looked extraordinarily ferocious and seductive.

"You are?" Ogata was taken aback, looking at the figure that appeared in the haze with some astonishment.

The body of the cold breath, the image of the condensed hostility, is a young man wearing a Japanese police uniform, with black sunglasses on his eyes, his face is pale and painful, and the image is very erratic.

Ogata has seen all kinds of ghosts over the years, so he knows that to some extent, images can reflect the inner performance of ghosts.The young man in front of him had a breath floating all over his body, like wisps of green smoke that might be blown away at any time, which can only explain one thing...his hostility has been difficult to support his own existence.

Hostility is due to strong beliefs, piled up at the moment of death, some people are because of hatred, and some people are nostalgic for the world because they can't let go of some things.

Obviously, the reason for his existence in this world is not hatred, but nostalgia!

The young man didn't answer, he stood there quietly, the police uniform was very conspicuous on his body, because he was wearing sunglasses, so Ogata couldn't see his eyes.

But his intuition tells Ogata that this man has some connection with Miwako Sato, maybe the latter is his only belief in nostalgia for this world!

"Ogata, what are you doing upstairs?" Miwako Sato came up at this time, and following the sound of "thump, thud, thud" from the stairs, Ogata noticed that the expression of the young man opposite him changed.

When Miwako Sato appeared next to Ogata, Ogata saw him slowly take off his sunglasses.

"Meihezi." The young man's eyes reflected that beautiful figure, his lips trembled slightly, and his throat was a little choked up in a state where his whole body image was almost floating.

The eyes are reddish, and there is love, concern, and nostalgia in the eyes, not hatred.

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