The camping season makes people feel extra cheerful, whether it is what they see on the road or when they go to the destination, they can let people see more of the city's prosperity and natural beauty.

When I came, when I passed by the twin towers of Nishitama City, I went to visit this building when several people discussed returning, and with the consent of the doctor, the mood of the detective group seemed even happier.

And for this twin-tower skyscraper, there is another name.

That's...

The closest place to heaven.

The 319-meter-high and 294-meter-tall buildings are the tallest twin towers in Japan.

Although it is not as tall as the 500-meter or even 800-meter-high towers of the future, no one knows about the future.

But for now, this tower is something that the whole of Japan can be proud of.

And in a camping farm, everyone participates in fishing, and there are also people who participate in picking...

And when the sunset had already revealed a faint red, it seemed that several members of the detective group, who had been in good spirits all day, also returned to the tent and began their dinner.

Dinner was grilled fish, although it was not very rich, but it was already the best delicacy for a few people who were tired of playing.

"I'm full." Mitsuhiko put down the dishes and chopsticks and said.

"Mitsuhiko, you still have leftover rice in your bowl, my mother said that if you leave any grain of rice, you will be punished by God." Motota glanced at the vague rice grains left in Kamihiko's rice bowl and said.

"That's right, the rice was milled by the farmer's uncle through eighty-eight procedures." The doctor also said to Mitsuhiko.

"Eighty-eight?" Ayumi looked at the doctor.

"Uh, is there such a thing?" Xiaobai touched his chin, as if he hadn't mentioned it after reading so many books.

Xiaobai still knows that Mi Shou is eighty-eight years old, because the rice is eighty-eight after it is disassembled, so the name of eighty-eight years old is Mi Shou.

Seventy-seven years old is called "Xi Shou", and the ninety-ninth birthday is called "Bai Shou". Do you know why the age of seventy-seven is called "Mi Shou"? The Ph.D. began to write questions.

"That's because the cursive script of the word "Xi" in "Xishou" looks like a seventy-seven relationship, right?" Conan replied with a smile.

And "Bai Shou" means that when a hundred characters go to one, they become white characters." Xiao Ai replied with a teacup.

"In addition, I will tell you that the age of eighty is called "umbrella longevity", because the word "umbrella" is eighty when it is opened, and eighty-one years old is called "half life", because the word "half" is eighty-one. Xiaobai also said on the side.

"Wow... Xiaobai knows a lot." Several people from the detective group looked at Xiao Baidao.

The doctor and Conan looked at Xiaobai dumbfounded.

"Then I'll test you...", shaking his head to clear his mind, the doctor began his cold riddle.

"What should I call my forty-fourth birthday? The hint is one kanji plus three katakana. Seems to know that there will be a little difficulty, and the doctor gives a hint directly.

"Forty-four... At the same time, the word longevity can be ignored..."Xiaobai fell into thought, and then he looked at the half bowl of rice in the bowl when he got the answer.

"Doctor, I guessed the answer, but it's super boring." Conan seems to have guessed the answer as well.

"What about Xiao Ai?" The doctor asked at Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai spread his hands and shook his head at the same time, indicating that he didn't have any clue.

"I can't guess either." Yuan Tai and the others said.

"Xiaobai, do you know the answer?" Ayumi looked at Shiro.

"Actually, the answer is very simple, maybe you will know it after reading this." Xiaobai pointed to his bowl.

"Hmm, there's only rice in the bowl." Motota looked at the road.

"Hmm," Mitsuhiko thought.

"I see." Ayumi seems to have guessed it, and as for Xiao Ai, she already knew the answer when Xiao Bai pointed to the bowl.

"THE ENGLISH OF RICE IS RICE, AND FORTY-FOUR IS HALF OF EIGHTY-EIGHT, BECAUSE HALF OF THE ENGLISH IS [HAN], SO IT IS SPELLED UP AS [HAN· RICE] IS HALF A BOWL OF RICE." Ayumi said excitedly.

"What a boring answer." Motota and Mitsuhiko said.

"yes..."Ayumi agrees.

Listening to the answers of Ayumi and the others, Xiaobai smiled, didn't say anything, and then picked up the half bowl of rice on the table.

As Motota said, wasting food is punishable.

Although I don't know if this thing works or not.

At the same time, the Doctor also said that rice is made by the peasant Uncle after 88 procedures, and although I don't know if it's true, there is one thing that cannot be faked.

That's...

Hard work, sweat, staged on all the farms.

Night...

Looking at Xiao Ai who left the sleeping bag and walked out, Xiao Bai turned around, not knowing what he was thinking.

This has happened many times, especially lately, and he knows what she's doing, but he doesn't know how to comfort or face it.

So, he didn't discuss this with Xiao Ai, and he didn't tell the doctor or Conan about it.

As far as he is concerned, if Xiao Wai wants to say something, then he will definitely tell himself.

He knew there was such a saying.

If the other party wants to tell you, then she will definitely tell you what she thinks at the first time. If she doesn't want to tell you, then she is forcing him (her) to tell you the truth or a lie. If it is a lie, then isn't it you forcing him (she) to lie?

Although I know that if I ask her, I will definitely get an answer.

But he kept waiting...

Waiting for Xiao Ai to tell him the answer.

If you had to give a reason.

Just like when Xiao Ai first came to the doctor's house, Conan questioned Xiao Ai's answer to Conan.

I believe her.

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Today is Uncle Bai's birthday, so it can be regarded as a gift for you in advance. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch up, but I didn't expect this chapter to be finished in a short time.

I don't know how long a person's birthday has passed, and it seems that the word birthday has long been forgotten, but I still have to say a word to myself.

"Happy Birthday, Xiaobai"