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◆◆◆Volume 1 Conan Chapter ◆◆◆ Chapter 201 Going Home

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    After driving the GTR to the parking space downstairs of the Mori Office, Ogata made sure that all the doors were closed and then got out of the car. He looked at the sign with eyes burning and once again returned to this residence that felt like home.  Pushing open the door, Ogata saw Conan sitting on the sofa, watching an adventure show.  Seeing that the kid was looking seriously, a smile appeared on Ogata's face. He quietly sat down next to Conan and said, "Conan, where is Xiaolan?" "She went shopping with Sonoko." He glanced at just now  My cousin is back, Conan answered casually.  "Suppose you come across a notebook that can write names and kill the other person. How would you use it?" Ogata suddenly felt that he was very curious about this question, because Conan was as smart as L and Yagami Yue.  .  Conan was startled, looked away from the TV program, glanced at Ogata, and asked doubtfully: "Is this a brain test?" "Even so." Ogata said softly.  "Maybe tear it up because with this kind of thing, whether it is Sherlock Holmes or the famous detectives of this era, they will be helpless if they lose the detailed crime process and clues." Conan thought for a moment and replied cautiously.  Hearing his words, Ogata smiled slightly, and when he looked at Conan, he made some judgments about him.  To a certain extent, he is not like L, let alone Ya Shenyue.  Because these two people have two extreme personalities and are paranoid about their own defined values.  And after getting this answer from this kid, Ogata discovered that the person closest to his own idea was Conan.  Because the first thing the two of them thought of was not to use the Death Note to kill people, or to try to change the world, but to think that its supernatural power would directly destroy the technologies and abilities they were most proud of.  So, people’s desires and needs are expressed at different levels.  In the hands of Yagami Yue, the Death Note is a treasure that can realize the idealism constructed in his heart.  But when it comes to Ogata and Conan, it doesn't help much. They are more worried that people other than themselves will use it to kill people.  Another reflection is that Conan’s confidence and thinking are only limited to a certain range, and it takes time and experience to grow.  The same identities were compared in Ogata's heart.  L is a detective recognized all over the world. He has solved countless cases, large and small, and has even reached the level of arbitrarily controlling the police of various countries.  Anyone who is successful must be persuasive enough.  What he has experienced, mastered and endured has surpassed Conan on a psychological level.  "He's helpless", was Conan's answer.  And L had no contact with these things before the Kira incident.  Hearing Ogata's question, the answer given will be completely different.  He won’t cut off the entry point of things so easily.  What is more of a question is what are the restrictions or conditions for use of this Death Note to further determine what response measures will be used after the relevant murder incident occurs.  Ogata’s random thoughts are used to pass the time.  It’s not that I want to be more serious and I have to make a distinction between Conan and L, two unrelated people.  He stood up from the sofa, touched the head of Conan who was watching TV, and returned to his room under his annoyed look.  Locking the door, I saw that there was no TV or computer, and there was only space for a wardrobe, desk and single bed.  It’s simple, but it’s everything to you.  "I'm back." It was like saying to the air, but also like expressing a kind of relief in my heart.  Ogata turned his back to his bed, completely relaxing his body. Then he leaned back and fell on the soft mattress and quilt without any burden.  It’s very comfortable and warm, which makes him feel so tired at the moment.  The white ceiling made Ogata's eyes focus. His brain did not stop working for a moment. Suddenly, his eyelids felt heavy and his eyes were a little misty. His whole person fell into a soft and delicate tenderness. "Cousin, it's time to eat!"  This was followed by a steady knock on the door.  Ogata was lying on the bed, arms spread out, eyes closed, sleeping soundly.  As his consciousness gradually awakened, Ogata still had some vague hearing and found a familiar voice.  Ogata patted his head and sat up, a little dazed, but then replied: "Come out right away." After about five or six seconds, Ogata finally stretched his arms and stood up.  He actually fell asleep at this time and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside.Time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He slept for more than two hours, which violated his biological clock. He would probably not be able to rest until very late at night.  But after waking up, the fatigue and laziness were swept away, and the whole person's energy was lifted.  When I opened the door, I saw Conan who was already driving, Kogoro Mouri who was drinking and watching TV, and Xiaolan who was waiting for him to come out.  A family of four, including him.  "Cousin, the food is ready, come over and eat." Seeing Ogata coming out, Xiaolan said quickly.  "Yeah." Ogata nodded, walked straight to the dining table, and sat down. Xiaolan had already served his rice.  The food is still slightly steaming, it must have been freshly cooked.  Mouri Kogoro drank a can of beer, his cheeks slightly red: "You brat, what are you doing in the room? It took Xiaolan so long to hear you." It seemed that he was overthinking it. This uncle's question was a bit obscene.  Ogata said to Kogoro: "I just caught up on my sleep." "Are you very tired from work recently, cousin?" Xiaolan asked curiously.  Ogata shook his head, took a mouthful of vegetables and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he smiled and said: "After eating the food you cooked, Xiaolan, I will feel that I have found spiritual sustenance." "You really can talk." Xiao Maori  Wulang burped.  Xiaolan was very happy: "Cousin, eat more." And just like what she said, Ogata really ate a lot, a total of three bowls of rice, which was a breakthrough compared to his usual appetite.  While Conan and Kogoro Mori were watching TV, Ogata insisted on helping Xiaolan clear the table.  "Cousin, washing dishes is not suitable for boys. I really don't need your help." Seeing Ogata coming to the kitchen, Xiaolan hesitated and said to him.  After hearing Xiaolan's words, Ogata smiled softly: "It's okay, men can do what boys can't do." He put on his gloves while Xiaolan was stunned, and then started washing with water and detergent.  Rice bowls and plates stained with grease.  This is not the first time I have rushed to do this.  This era is somewhat conservative compared to the 21st century.  Especially in Japan where machismo is prevalent.  Men work outside the home to maintain their income.  A woman's job and responsibility is to be a full-time housewife, responsible for the daily routine and housework.  However, because Xiaolan's mother, Concubine Yingli, is not around, and she has an unreliable father, she has been doing these things since she was very young, and has developed a habit of doing it, which will be something that women in this country will have to face in the future.  , moved to the process in advance.  "Xiaolan, how did you get out of shopping with Sonoko?" Ogata felt that she was a high school student, a girl who should play and enjoy, and she was his cousin. If she always did these things, she would be at her most memorable age.  Losing some of the privileges of youth.  Because of this, every time I see her sweeping and wiping the floor, cleaning up the peanuts that Kogoro made all over the floor after his hangover, or helping Conan and him wash clothes, I feel that this is a kind of cruelty inflicted on Xiaolan.  Xiaolan seemed to be interested. She said: "We went to a newly opened shopping mall in Mihua Plaza. There are many things on sale. If you have time, cousin, you can also go and have a look."  The topic is always about shopping.  Ogata nodded, while rinsing the wiped plate with water: "The day after tomorrow, you and Sonoko should have a holiday, and I just have a rest. Let's go to the mall you mentioned to have a good look at the things." "Cousin, your sleeves are stained  It's time to reach the water." Xiaolan came over and saw some wet water marks on the cuffs of his white shirt. She quickly reached out her hand and helped him carefully roll it up.  Ogata didn’t feel anything because she was his cousin.  But Xiaolan was secretly looking at Ogata. He was very serious about everything he did. Compared with his father who was sitting in the living room watching TV and drinking, his cousin was not rough, but delicate and gentle.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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