After driving the gTR to the parking space downstairs of the Mori office, Ogata made sure that all the doors were closed, stepped out of the car, looked at the hot signboard, and returned to the residence where he felt like home.

Pushing open the door, Ogata saw Conan sitting on the sand watching an adventure show.

Seeing that the little ghost was looking seriously, a smile appeared on Ogata's face, and he quietly sat down next to Conan and said, "Conan, where is Xiaolan?" ”

"She's gone shopping with the garden." Glancing at his cousin, who had just returned, Conan replied casually.

"If you come across a notebook where you can write names and kill them, what will you do?" Ogata suddenly felt that he was curious about this question, because Conan's cleverness was not lost to L and Night God Moon.

Conan was stunned, looked away from the TV show, glanced at Ogata, and wondered, "Is this a brain test?" ”

"Even if it's it." Ogata said softly.

"Maybe it's going to be torn up, because with this kind of thing, whether it's Sherlock Holmes or the detectives of this era, they will be helpless when 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 relative to him.

In a certain way, he is not like L, and he is not like the night god moon.

Because the personalities of these two people are two extremes, paranoid about the values they define.

And after coming up with this answer from the mouth of this little ghost, Ogata is now closest to his own thoughts, and it is actually Conan.

Because the first thing the two of them thought of was not to use ** to kill people, or to try to change the world, but to think that its natural power would directly destroy the technology and ability they were most proud of.

Therefore, people's ** and needs are expressed on different levels. In the hands of the night god moon, ** is a baby, and he can realize the idealism constructed in his heart. But in the case of Ogata and Conan, it didn't help much, and it was more because of the fear that someone other than himself would use it to kill people.

Another reflection is that Conan's self-confidence and thinking are still limited to a certain range, and it takes time and experience to grow.

The same identity,Taken out by Ogata from the bottom of his heart for comparison.。

L is a recognized detective all over the world, solving countless large and small cases, and even reaching the height of arbitrarily dominating the police of various countries.

Anyone who is successful must have enough persuasive power. What he has experienced, mastered and endured, has crossed Conan on a psychological level.

"Helpless", was Conan's answer.

And L had no contact with these things at all before the Kira incident. When you hear Ogata's question, the answer will be very different.

He won't be so easy to cut off the entry point of things. It is more of a question to ask, what are the restrictions or conditions for the use of this **, to further judge what countermeasures will be used after the relevant homicide is born.

Ogata's cranky thoughts are used to beat the time.

It's not that I want to be more serious, but I have to make a distinction between Conan and L, two unrelated people.

He stood up from the sand, touched Conan's head, who was watching TV, and returned to his room under his annoyed eyes.

Locked the door and saw that there was no TV, computer, only space for a wardrobe, a desk and a single bed.

Simple, but it's a part of your own.

"I'm back."

It's like saying to the air, and it's like expressing a kind of relief in your heart.

Ogata had his back to his bed, so that his body was completely relaxed, and then he leaned back and collapsed on the soft mattress and futon without any burden.

It's very comfortable, it's warm, and it makes him so tired at the moment.

The ceiling of the white flowers focused Ogata's gaze, and his brain did not stop working for a moment, and suddenly he felt that his eyelids were very heavy, his eyes were a little foggy, and the whole person fell into a soft, delicate tenderness

"Cousin, it's time to eat!"

This was followed by a well-proportioned knock on the door.

Ogata was lying on the bed, his arms outstretched, his eyes closed, and he looked very familiar with his sleep.

As consciousness gradually cleared, Ogata's sense of hearing, which was still somewhat blurry, found a familiar voice.

Patting his head, Ogata was a little stunned as he sat up, but then replied, "Come out right away." ”

After about five or six seconds, Ogata finally stretched his arms and stood up.

I actually fell asleep during this time period

Looking at the time displayed by the alarm clock placed at the head of the bed, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he slept for more than two hours, contrary to his biological clock, and it was estimated that he would be able to rest very late at night.

However, after waking up, the fatigue and slackness were swept away, and the whole person's spirit was lifted.

When I opened the door, I saw Conan, who had already started, and Maori Kogoro, who was drinking and watching TV, and Xiaolan, who was waiting for him to come out.

A family of four, count him.

"Cousin, the meal is ready, come and eat." Seeing Ogata come out, Xiaolan hurriedly said.

"Hmm." Ogata nodded, walked straight to the table, and sat down, where Ran had already served his rice.

The food was still steaming lightly, and it should have just been made.

Maori Kogoro drank a can of beer, and his cheeks flushed slightly: "Stinky boy, what are you doing in the room, Xiaolan told you for so long to hear." ”

It seems that he has thought too much, and this uncle's question is a bit obscene.

Ogata said to Kogoro, "I just made up for sleep." ”

"Have you been tired from work lately, cousin?" Xiaolan said curiously.

Ogata shook his head, took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and said with a smile: "After eating Xiaolan's food, you will feel that you have found spiritual sustenance." ”

"He's really talkative." Mori Kogoro burped.

Xiaolan was very happy: "Cousin, eat more." ”

And just like she said, Ogata really ate a lot, a total of three bowls of rice, which is a breakthrough compared to the usual amount of food.

While Conan and Mori Kogoro were watching TV, Ogata insisted on helping Ran clean up the dinner 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 Ogata heard Xiaolan's words, he smiled lightly: "It's okay, what a boy can't do, a man can." ”

He put on gloves in Xiaolan's stunned effort, and then began to scrub the oil-stained rice bowls and plates with water and detergent.

It's not the first time I've rushed to do this.

This era, compared to the 21st century and beyond, is somewhat conservative. This is especially true in Japan, where machismo is rife. Men work outside the home to make ends meet. And a woman's job and responsibility is to be a full-time wife, to take care of the daily work and tidy up the house.

However, because Xiaolan's mother Fei Yingli was not around, and she had an unreliable father, she did these things at a very young age, and she had already developed a habit of moving the things that women in this country would face in the future to the process in advance.

"Xiaolan, how was the harvest of shopping with the garden?"

Ogata thinks she's a high school student, a girl who should be played and enjoyed, and she's his cousin, and if she always does these things, she will lose some of the privileges of youth at the age when she is most worth remembering.

Therefore, every time I see her sweeping the floor, cleaning up the peanuts that Kogoro got all over the floor after his hangover, and helping Conan and him wash their clothes, I will feel that this is a cruelty inflicted on Xiaolan.

Xiaolan seemed to be aroused, she said: "The two of us went to a newly opened shopping mall in Rice Flower Plaza, which has a lot of discounts, if you have time, cousin, you can also go and see it." ”

The topic of girls is always inseparable from shopping and shopping.

Ogata nodded, while rubbing the wiped plate with water: "The day after tomorrow, you and the garden should have a holiday, and I just happened to rest, so let's go to the mall you said to have a good look." ”

"Cousin, your sleeves are stained with water" Xiaolan walked over, saw that the cuffs of his white shirt had some wet water marks, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him carefully pull it up.

Ogata didn't feel anything, because she was his cousin.

But Xiaolan is secretly looking at Ogata, he is very serious in everything he does, compared to his father who sits in the living room watching TV and drinking, his cousin is not rough, but fine, and gentle. (To be continued...!)

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