No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

"Hello, this is the Maori office, what can I help you with?"

"Hello uncle, I'm looking for Xiaolan."

Mouri Kogoro was very impatient and called out his daughter's name.

Not long after, Maolilan came to answer the phone.

Conan makes time every week to call specifically.

Always ensure contact, so that the relationship between the two will not be forgotten because of time.

He had a question in his heart all night, and he didn't vomit unpleasantly:

"Listen to Conan, you confessed to Suzuki Qiaoqiao yesterday?"

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, and felt that Xinyi's question was very abrupt:

"I've been missing for so many days, and I haven't asked you yet? Come back if you want to know, and I'll tell you the answer to your face."

This kind of unclear answer cannot be analyzed and reasoned.

"This... hey..."

Conan sighed, helpless about this.

He has to get the medicine that can make him bigger before he can return to Xiaolan.

"Then how long will you be back?"

The current hope of recovery is all on Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

The problem is, he harvests yang and replenishes yin!

Conan takes the initiative to touch it a few times, and his body will become smaller.

Hai Yuanai had close contact with him, but he was able to return to normal.

So annoying!

When drinking old white dry before, Conan once changed back to Kudo Shinichi.

But as soon as he was absorbed by Suzuki Qiaoqiao, he directly shrank back.

Now that the cells produce antibodies, drinking the old white dried beans will have no effect.

"I'm sorry, Xiaolan, I can't go back now."

These words, Mao Lilan's ears were about to hear cocoons, and complained:

"Really, what are you doing? The classmates are worried about you."

"Hey, what can I do?"

Mao Lilan was very speechless, and had already guessed what his next sentence was:

"You're saying you're dealing with a tough case again, aren't you?"

She glanced down at the time and took the initiative to end the call:

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you. I still have something to do. Let's talk about it another day, ka..."

Listening to the beeping busy tone, Conan hung up the microphone.

When he walked out into the street, he always felt a chill on his head.

……

"Today's Push Book": "Tallulah's Variety Partner", you can tell by the title of the book, Arkwen.

Chapter 239 What kind of onion are you?

Conan put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the Mori office.

Since Uncle Sakaguchi was arrested, he felt that Xiaolan had changed.

I used to talk on the phone once a week, and it was always a new call.

It's not affectionate, but it's close.

But now I don't even have a salutation on the phone, and it gradually becomes cold.

Conan was downcast, and felt quite out of favor.

Just walking to the second floor, I happened to bump into Mao Lilan who opened the door.

She was wearing a brown coat and carrying a brown bag, ready to go out:

"Conan, I'm going out for a while now. Dinner is ready and put on the table. Before you eat with Dad, remember to warm it up in the microwave."

Conan stood on the steps and asked:

"Miss Xiaolan, where are you going?"

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, and said:

"I... I am going to take part in the intensive training of karate."

After speaking, she packed her bag and left.

Jumping up and down, looking very happy.

Conan's face was full of doubts, so he wouldn't believe such nonsense.

Mouri Kogoro also stuck his head out and watched his daughter go downstairs.

Hey, it's really not a good girl.

Seeing Xiaolan so happy, she might have a new boyfriend.

Mouri Kogoro stroked his beard, muttered to himself, and returned to his desk.

Kudo Shinichi, like his daughter's childhood sweetheart, is an irresponsible rich second generation.

I have been missing for so many days inexplicably, and now I only call back and don't show up.

It feels like raising other women outside.

Conan quietly went downstairs, ready to follow.

But the solar skateboard is not charged and cannot be tracked.

After Mao Lilan got in the car, he disappeared in a blink of an eye, which was really a headache.

……

The next day, at six o'clock, outside Didan Elementary School.

Mouri Kogoro drove the car sent by Tokiwa Mio to pick up Conan from school.

He got into the back seat, found Maurilan in the car, and asked:

"Hey, why is Miss Xiaolan here?"

Maolilan shook her head, she was not quite sure:

"Dad, why did you suddenly remember to pick us up from school?"

Maori Kogoro put on a bitter face and pouted.

"I'm going to the hospital now to get the last inspection report."

Mao Lilan was very worried about his father's safety, and his eyes were concerned:

"Dad, is there something wrong with you?"

"Yes, I've been feeling exhausted lately."

Conan made a joke to defuse the tense atmosphere:

"Uncle, you must be drinking too much."

Mao Lilan nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

My father usually likes to drink, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink for a day:

"That's right, Dad, you don't have to make a special trip to pick us up from school, let's accompany you to the hospital."

"It's not a bar, my neck still hurts."

Conan's heart skipped a beat, as if seeing the dense needles.

He looked embarrassed and sat back in a guilty conscience.

"Moreover, this was ordered by the doctor, and it was specially explained that I would take my family with me."

Maorilan was a little worried and asked:

"Ah, is it that serious? Dad, is there something wrong?"

Mouri Kogoro stretched out his right hand to support his neck and moved a bit:

"I don't know either. This can only be known by reading the report."

……

More than 20 minutes later, the car arrived at Xinchu Hospital.

This is a private clinic with good reviews.

The three came to the infirmary and went to the doctor to get the last diagnosis report.

Dr. Yoshiki Shinzawa found the report sheet and read it with a solemn expression.

It caused Conan and others to become nervous.

"Is that Mr. Kogoro Mouri?"

"Yes, yes, it's me."

"There's still half a year..."

Hearing the new doctor's words, all three exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, the famous detective Mouri Kogoro has only the second half of his life left.

Conan bowed his head guiltily and blamed himself very much.