Chapter 17: Hehehe
Children are strange creatures, but they are also very powerful creatures. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Language is one of their most powerful weapons.
There are two adjectives to describe what a child says.
One is naΓ―ve, and the other is childish.
No matter which one it is, it is a very powerful existence.
The former can heal a person instantly, and the latter can easily destroy a person.
The words of children are the easiest to heal people's hearts; Children's words are also the most likely to destroy people's hearts.
"Uncle is the one who gave me the toy? Thank you, uncle, I've been very careful to play! β
That's what Yuta said.
He turned around and said to Mr. Di Ye, who had kidnapped him, with a smile on his face.
Perhaps, he still didn't understand that the man with the knife in front of him was the one who wanted to kill him.
But he seemed to know that the man in front of him was the one who gave him the toy.
Yuta's smile, Yuta's words, seemed to make Di Ye think of his son.
He's still a father after all.
He put down his sword, sat down on his knees, and began to cry.
"What's the matter, uncle, is it not Dad that they said something bad?"
"No, children, bad people, it should be uncles."
It seems to be a confession, and it seems that it just wants to confide.
"I knew it wasn't a surgical error, but if I didn't take it as a mistake, I would...... I'm sorry, kids, I'm sorry......"
Di Ye kept apologizing and crying.
Obviously, I knew, but it was not a mistake in surgery, let alone a doctor's mistake.
But if it doesn't, he can't accept it.
Can't accept the fact that the son is dead.
Human beings are creatures that need excuses very much, and no matter what they do, they have to make excuses for themselves.
Even give yourself an excuse to live.
This excuse is either a dream, and a dream supports a person to live.
Either that, it is hatred, hatred, and it can also support a person to live.
But these are excuses.
The difference is only that, in the eyes of many people, the former is beautiful, and the latter, is ugly.
But now, how many people continue to pursue beauty?
The uncle looked at Di Ye's painful scene, and didn't think of anything to do, just sighed.
Humans are such strange creatures.
"Lan, go and inform the police."
"Oh......"
"Please wait a minute."
Before Xiaolan finished speaking, Xiaochuan stood up and stopped her.
"Please don't go and inform the police, please."
"But he's going to kill your son!"
"It's okay, it's already, it's okay."
Ogawa smiled and shook his head.
The uncle stared at him for a while, and in the end, he could only forget it.
So, humans are really a strange creature.
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Once again, a case was successfully resolved, which made the uncle feel very satisfied.
After all, he never thought he could be a detective before, but solving three cases in a row made him suddenly realize that maybe he really had the talent for it.
Resolving only three cases doesn't help much in the real world.
The reputation is still so low, it is still rare to have a person come to the door to entrust the case, and the number on the passbook has only decreased but not increased.
He's still a cheap detective.
This made the uncle sigh uncontrollably.
Speaking of which, he seems to be sighing all the time lately.
Maybe it's pretending to be deep.
Anyway, the uncle who has nothing to do has returned to the state of a decadent uncle, either drinking and watching TV, or sleeping.
This made Conan feel a little overwhelmed by him.
I used to think that the uncle was a third-rate detective, but after moving in, it seems that this is indeed the case from the perspective of daily behavior.
However, judging from several cases, it seems that it is not as wasted as imagined.
He also knows Huaxia language.
You know, it's the hardest language in the world to learn, he doesn't understand it, he only knows English, although he knows a little bit about French and the like.
But the strange thing is that the uncle even knows the language of Huaxia, but he can't speak English, which is about the same level as a junior high school student......
Well, if Uncle knows Conan's thoughts, this kid will definitely have to suffer again.
Although this is also true.
As an ordinary person whose "ordinary" is the biggest label, the uncle's English level really does not dare to compliment.
Even the neon words, if they hadn't inherited the memory of the original Mori Kogoro, wouldn't have been at all.
But the uncle doesn't think that he necessarily needs to learn those languages, and anyway, he doesn't necessarily come into contact with people who are So, Why, and dogs all day long.
So it's just that you don't learn and don't know how to do it?
Probably not.
Anyway, Conan felt that he couldn't understand this uncle who thought he was a third-rate detective.
Xiaolan is also a little confused, she has been feeling that her uncle is different from before recently, but she can't say the specifics.
"Wow! Miss Yoko! It's so beautiful......"
Uncle was staring at the TV again, dancing and shouting and cheering.
Seeing this, Xiaolan could only shake her head helplessly.
Sure enough, it's just an illusion, the uncle is still the same uncle.
It's just that listening to the uncle making noise there, I'm always a little unhappy.
"Daddy, can't you just be quiet? I want to be quiet. β
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Hearing Xiaolan's words, the uncle suddenly quieted down.
Xiaolan, who thought that the uncle would refute, was a little caught off guard and a little puzzled by the uncle's reaction.
"Daddy?"
"Ah, Lan, what should I say?"
The uncle sat down on the sofa, picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, took out a cigarette and lit it.
And Xiaolan still felt puzzled.
The uncle took a long puff of his cigarette and slowly spit it out.
Smoke enveloped the uncle's face in smoke.
The uncle at this moment seems to be particularly deep and incomprehensible.
"Ran."
"Huh?"
Xiaolan, who was baffled by the uncle's actions, looked at the uncle blankly.
I always feel that this uncle seems to be going to make trouble.
Conan, who has a low sense of presence on the side, also thinks so.
And the uncle, it seems, sighed again.
"Although I don't know who Jing Jing is, I think this Jing Jing is much better than that Kudo Shinichi, if you really want to, Dad, I support you, even if it's the same gender."
"Huh? What?! β
Xiaolan looked annoyed.
It's really inexplicable, she said she didn't understand it at all.
Conan on the side, but hehehe.
A little thing can also be used to pretend to be deep, and this uncle is no one.
Okay, okay, Uncle is just joking.
Although this seems to be an old meme.
Sure enough, it's an uncle who has been out of touch with the times.
"I don't understand what you're talking about, Dad, I'm going to make dinner, all in all, don't be arguing."
Xiaolan muttered and left.
The uncle didn't say anything more and continued to watch TV.
But my mind is no longer on TV, but on other things.
Thinking about it very seriously, it's like being serious when solving a case.
This made Conan feel curious, what was Uncle thinking?
After a closer look, I found that the uncle's mouth was still moving, as if he was muttering something.
Conan, who was curious about this, quietly walked over and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.
In fact, the uncle didn't think about anything important.
"Do you want to go out for a drink tonight? Maybe you should go to a bar and maybe hook up with a few underage girls...... Well, wouldn't that be bad? Sure enough, it's supposed to be the kind that happens to be an adult......"
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Hehehe.
Conan giggled.
Sure enough, the uncle basically didn't have a serious time.