Conan: The Mechanic

"Finally back..." Conan returned to Kasugano Hospital, looked at the door in front of him, and murmured. "I don't know if they fell asleep."

Just when he was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened.

"Conan!" Ayumi's angry voice made Conan shrink his neck. "Ayumi, you—" Halfway through his words, he changed his words after glancing at the environment. "Why did you all come out?"

"It's already nine o'clock in the evening!" Mitsuhiko also had an unhappy expression on his face. "Why did you come back at this time, Qianyu?"

"He still has something to do. He is staying at the house of the person he wants to visit tonight." Conan flashed into the room and closed the door. "Excuse me, can you give me some water? I'm dying of thirst."

"The person he wants to visit? Can't we go?" Yuan Tai said angrily. "If he lives there, it means that the environment there is better than here?"

"It's just that he needs to look up a lot of information there, so he doesn't have time to come back." Conan said speechlessly.

"Alright, alright, kids, go to bed first!" Dr. Akasa pushed Motota Ayumi and Mitsuhiko back into the room. "I'm going to see the festival tomorrow morning!"

Conan followed behind Dr. A Li, closed the door, and made the bedding with the three little guys, ready to go to bed. But his mind was clearly not on going to bed.

In his mind, a face flashed across the face of Nohisa Ifobu's handwritten notes attentively.

Tachibana Chiyu, what kind of person are you?

or. . . There may be another case. . .

Tachibana Qianyu, who were you once?

. . . night is dark

"Shasha—" With the sound of the pen nib tracing on the manuscript paper, Chiba copied the sketches on it while looking at Ifukube Nohisa's handwritten notes.

"Using thermal expansion and cold contraction to fix the structure?" Qianyu looked at a structure diagram and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Nengkisa Ifukube, what kind of person are you?

Without the use of a bonding material such as glue, the connection between the two wooden strips can only be secured by using a threaded wooden hoop after grinding the threads at the ends. But wooden hoops are destined to take up extra space and weight, reducing usable parts. Therefore, ifobu can make use of the thermal expansion and cold contraction properties of wood for a long time to create dumbbell-shaped card bamboo shoots, and then dig grooves inside the tops of the two wooden strips that can accommodate half of the card bamboo shoots. The ends of the bamboo shoots are slightly wider than the middle. As long as the bamboo shoots are frozen, the two ends of the bamboo shoots can smoothly pass through the same width as the middle of the bamboo shoots at room temperature and be inserted into the grooves. After the card bamboo shoots return to normal temperature, the card bamboo shoots will be completely stuck in the groove to complete the fixation. (The diameter of the card bamboo shoots is larger than the thickness of the previous wooden hoop, so the card bamboo shoots are stronger than the wooden hoop can withstand. There is almost no gap between the wooden strips connected by the card bamboo shoots from the inside, and it is almost impossible to be The opponent grabs the link between the wooden sticks and strikes at the weak point.

"Oh?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Yakumo Ifukube was grabbing a quilt and sneaking in, preparing to cover Qianyu, who should have been tired and sleeping, but found that Qianyu hadn't slept yet, and was even in high spirits. Transcribe the core content of the handbook. "Do these things really have such great value?"

"In the first place, it really has such great value." Qian Yu replied without stopping what she was doing. "Secondly, we will be leaving in the morning the day after tomorrow, so I really don't have much time."

"Then you won't sleep tonight? Won't you go to the festival tomorrow?" Yahiro looked at Qianyu and asked. "Children's work and rest are so irregular, which is not conducive to growth!"

"Is there coffee and an alarm clock?" Qianyu pinched the bridge of her nose and asked rhetorically. "The kind of coffee with high caffeine and a loud alarm clock."

"Heh," Yahiro looked at Qianyu with playful eyes. "How did you get caught up in the bad habits of adults at such a young age?"

"A useful magic weapon, I might as well use it, right?" Qianyu compared the manuscript paper with the handwritten notes, and after confirming that the essence was understood and recorded on the manuscript paper, she turned to the next page and continued to record.

"I feel like this way, you can copy this entire notebook to three or four o'clock." Baxun measured it and frowned slightly. "You'll probably be sleepy during the day like this."

"My energy is stronger than you think, you go to rest first, I will leave by myself tomorrow morning."

"Don't leave anything here," Baxun was about to close the door when he remembered something and instructed Qianyu. "I'll be up late tomorrow morning, and I won't open the door if you knock."

"Don't you watch the festival?" Qianyu asked, feeling a little strange.

"The festival is just outside the store, and it's more than enough for me to get up and go again." After Baxun finished speaking, he closed the door and left. After a while, the light that radiated under the crack of the door suddenly disappeared.

"..." Qianyu turned around and continued to copy. "Long night, so far away..."

However, no matter how tedious it is to copy and digest this handbook, Qianyu must work hard. After all, the time to see this precious handbook is too short and too precious. This time must be used as fully as possible. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

I don't know how long they had been arguing, but Qianyu's eyes suddenly became pitch black, and a "crackling" metal collision sound suddenly came from her ears. After the light in front of her eyes returned, Qian Yu suddenly felt a little sweetness in her mouth.

"Wu-" Qian Yu smacked her lips, and after a while, she came to her senses, and then sighed. "I said why there is a sweet taste in my mouth... It turns out that I fell asleep..."

"What's the sound?" Qian Yu saw that the night was still dark and the alarm clock indicated that it was a little after four o'clock. She walked to the window curiously to see what was going on outside.

"Why are you so careless?" Outside the window, a fat man carrying a lot of things and pulling a cart said helplessly to the thin man who fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the thin man said embarrassedly, picking up the props scattered on the ground. "Hand slipped."

"..." Qianyu looked at the banner on Fatty's back and the cart behind him, and realized that they should be the merchants who came to participate in the festival.

"Wu-" Qian Yu suddenly felt a little numb in her eyelids, and then she remembered that she only slept for more than an hour. "Yawn, so sleepy...+_+, drink coffee, drink coffee, or you can't even open your eyes -_-"

"Ah=_=" Chiyu squinted her eyes after drinking a cup of coffee, with an expression of enjoyment on her face. "Sober up! Continue to copy the book, continue to copy the book, there are still a few pages left to get it~~~"

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Author: There are two possibilities for the sweet taste in the mouth. The first possibility is diabetes (Qianyu's diet is definitely not high in sugar, and the pancreatic islets are not defective, so of course not.)

The second is the dysfunction of the digestive system, which leads to abnormal secretion of amylase in the mouth. I feel sorry for Qianyu for a second. I will definitely be punished by my own body for irregular life QAQ