Great Swordsman Ke Xue

After the incident was resolved, under the watchful eyes of the remaining guests in the cafe, the police escorted Toyama Shisan out and into a black and white police car with flashing red and blue lights, just like in the TV series.

In fact, there were very few customers in the cafe at this time. After Conan pointed out the suspect, entry and exit were no longer prohibited, and many people left in a hurry.

On the side of the street, Fei Yingli and Xiaolan were chatting in front, while Shimizu Koji and Conan were silently following behind them.

"Hey, Qingshui, are you going to go with Xiaolan to her mother's law firm?"

"Well, what, is something wrong?"

Conan glanced at Koji Shimizu suspiciously, but then he immediately suffered a brain breakdown.

"I'm not interested in Lanai-chan who has already taken a bath with you. You can put away those little thoughts of yours."

Conan snapped and his face turned red. He didn't even bother to say anything to Koji Shimizu and quickly turned his head to look ahead in horror.

Fortunately, Fei Yingli and Xiaolan, mother and daughter, were chatting happily and did not hear what they just said.

"Qingshui, you, you——, the doctor told you——!?"

Conan gritted his teeth, but Shimizu Koji shook his head and denied his speculation.

"No, I guessed."

"Eh--!?"

Conan's mind suddenly shut down. He had no idea why Shimizu Koji could guess it. But in an instant, he realized that it was a stupid guess. Shimizu Koji had tricked him again!

Seeing Conan whirring and not looking as calm as usual, Shimizu Koji secretly shook his head, a little speechless, but he also felt normal.

That's how Conan looks like a normal high school student. Otherwise, he wouldn't be exactly the same as the reasoning otaku that Xiaolan calls him.

However, this kid is really a wolf of rice flowers.

Shimizu Koji's thoughts couldn't help but wander. After all, when talking about this kind of thing, even he couldn't help but think about such a scene.

From this point of view, it is not unreasonable for Conan to have such a strong smell of vinegar that anyone can create it.

However, for now, his possessiveness can still be regarded as one-sided——.

Shimizu Koji did not dwell on this issue for too long, because within a few minutes of walking, they came to a crossroads.

After calming down, Conan quickly stepped forward, fearfully avoiding Fei Yingli's sight, and then greeted Xiaolan with a smile.

"Sister Xiaolan, then I will go home from here."

"Well, Conan, be careful on the road."

"Uh-huh!"

After Conan left, Koji Shimizu, who continued to follow the mother and daughter, gradually began to feel a little uncomfortable.

He thought that, at least on the way, Xiaolan and Fei Yingli would take his presence into consideration and not say anything embarrassing.

But, on the contrary, he seemed to be ignored while walking. Xiaolan hugged Fei Yingli's arm, showing a faint look of coquettishness.

"Mom~, it's almost ten years. Is it time to go back to daddy?"

Xiaolan cautiously tested, and Shimizu Koji followed behind. Although he didn't care or care about this, he subconsciously kept a little distance.

He seemed to have heard Yuanzi mention this matter once before. In short, it seemed quite complicated.

As soon as Xiaolan's words came out, Fei Yingli's face, which had been happily chatting with her, suddenly darkened, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on Xiaolan's forehead.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Fei Yingli took two steps and stopped immediately. The reflection of her glasses blocked her frighteningly cold eyes.

"I don't want it——."

"Eh--."

Xiaolan was stunned, and Fei Yingli raised her head, looking at the street in the distance and at Xiaolan at the same time.

"I don't want that kind of man who is verbose, lustful, slovenly, drunk, lazy and careless."

When Fei Yingli said these words, her slender and slender figure was particularly tall and straight, as if she alone was supporting her own sky.

"Xiaolan, the only thing I got from that man, and the only priceless treasure, is you."

"You are still young and don't understand--"

Fei Yingli seemed to be caught in some memories, but at this time, Xiaolan could no longer restrain her confusion and complaints.

"Then mom, why are you still marrying him?"

From this sentence, it is not difficult to see that in Xiaolan's view at this time, marriage is a woman's destined destiny.

It's quite similar to the proverb from neighboring countries: "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog."

Fei Yingli choked when she did this. Looking at Xiaolan's puzzled and even complaining eyes, she couldn't help but laugh a little.

Shaking his head, he said casually: "Maybe it's the fate of childhood sweethearts."

"What about the wedding ring on your finger?"

"It's just a prop to drive away boring men."

Xiaolan obviously didn't believe it, but Fei Yingli was also very indifferent and seemed unwilling to continue explaining. She took a step forward and continued walking forward.

Xiaolan quickly followed, and she even remembered Shimizu Koji, and seemed not to care at all that her private family affairs were overheard just now. She just smiled and waved, nodded, and motioned for Shimizu Koji to continue to follow.

After all, in Xiaolan's view, as long as Shimizu Koji knows a little bit about it, these are not secrets.

She used to care a lot, but as she grew up, she looked away, not only because of habit, but also because when faced with the ridicule of those boys, she still had a childhood sweetheart who was always by her side.

Although, since she learned karate, the situation has been completely reversed.

Now, there are fewer people she can consider as friends, but she is often willing to open her heart to her friends.

"Mom, look, there's a video of Dad solving crimes on the TV here."

"Xiaolan, let's talk about the case your classmate encountered."

Although Fei Yingli said this, her eyes were also subconsciously looking at the TV. She had not heard of it recently. She had often seen Mouri Kogoro's name in newspapers in the past few months.

Although her heart has long since died, it would be a good thing if Mouri Kogoro cheers up and can bring a good life to Xiaolan.

So she turned her head and followed Xiaolan's hand to look at the TV behind the glass cabinet.

In just a few seconds, Mouri Kogoro, who was still solving the case with a serious face, suddenly answered a phone call with a crazy smile.

"My wife?! It doesn't matter, we are separated anyway! Let's have a good time tonight~"

Fei Yingli's face, which had softened slightly because she was thinking about Xiaolan, suddenly darkened. She spoke softly, but she asked Qingshui Koji, who had been invisible all the way:

"Qingshui-san, what do you think of this man?"

"Very bad."

From the perspective of marriage, Koji Shimizu commented truthfully.

Although he himself doesn't care much about these secular concepts and man-made rules, the vast majority of people in the world are still accustomed to living among various rules.

Because most rules are often created by the collective unconsciousness of the superiors, and are tools used to maintain their status and interests. What they show to the inferiors is restraint and protection.

Although Xiaolan was a little angry at this time, she did not refute, because she was also angry with Mouri Kogoro, and what Shimizu Koji said was what she wanted to say.