Drive GTR to the parking space downstairs of Maori Office. Ogata confirmed that all the doors were closed and got out of the car. Looking at the signboard, he returned to this residence that had a sense of belonging like home.

When he opened the door, Okata saw Conan sitting on the sofa watching an adventure show.

Seeing that the little ghost was watching seriously, Okata smiled on his face. He quietly sat next to Conan and said, "Conan, where is Xiaolan?"

"She went shopping with Yuanzi." After looking at her cousin who had just returned, Conan replied casually.

"If you come across a notebook that can write down a name and kill the other party, how will it use it?" Okao suddenly felt very curious about this question, because Conan's intelligence is not inferior to L and Yeshijitsu.

Conan was stunned, his eyes moved away from the TV show, glanced at Okata, and asked in confusion: "Is this a brain test?"

"Even if that's right." Okabaya said softly.

"Maybe it will be torn off because with such things, whether it is Sherlock Holmes or the famous detective of this era, they will be helpless when they lose the detailed crime process and clues." Conan thought for a while and replied cautiously.

Hearing his words, Okabaya smiled slightly, and when he looked at Conan, he made some judgments relative to him.

To a certain extent, he is not like L, nor is he like Ye Shenyue.

Because the personalities of these two people are two extremes, they are obsessed with the values ​​they define.

After getting this answer from this little guy, O just realized that the closest thing to his thoughts was Conan.

Because the first thing they thought of was not to use death notes to kill people or try to change the world, but to think of its supernatural power, which would directly destroy their most proud technology and abilities.

Therefore, human desires and needs are reflected on different levels. In Yeshiki's hands, the death notes are treasures that can realize the idealism constructed in one's heart. However, it is not very helpful to Okara and Conan. They are more worried that people outside of themselves will use it to kill people.

Another thing that reflects is that Conan's confidence and thinking are only limited to one scope, and it takes time and experience to promote growth.

The same identity was compared by Okata's heart.

L is a recognized detective all over the world, cracking countless cases of all sizes and even reaching the level of arbitrarily dominating the police of various countries.

Any successful person must have enough persuasion. What he has experienced, mastered and endured has surpassed Conan on a psychological level.

"It's helpless" Conan's answer.

Before the Kira incident, L had no contact with these things at all. When he heard Okata's questions, the answers he gave would be completely different.

He won't break the entry point of things so easily. He is more asking what restrictions or usage conditions are there for this death note to further determine what countermeasures will be used after the related murder incident occurs.

Okata's random thoughts are used to pass the time.

I don’t want to be serious, but I have to make a difference between Conan and L, two irrelevant people.

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

Lock the door and see that there is a lack of TV, computer, only a wardrobe, desk and single bed.

Simple, but everything to you.

"Here I'm back."

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

Okata turned his back to his bed, making his body completely relaxed, then he leaned back and fell on the soft mattress and bedding without any burden.

It's very comfortable and warm, setting off his fatigue at this moment.

The white ceiling focused Okata's eyes. His brain did not stop working for a moment. Suddenly, he felt heavy eyelids, his eyes were a little confused, and his whole body was trapped in a soft and slender gentle texture.

"Cousin, it's time to eat!"

Then there was a symmetrical knock on the door.

Okata lay on the bed, his arms spread out, his eyes closed, and his sleep was very sound.

As his consciousness gradually became clear, Okabata still had a vague hearing and found a familiar voice.

After patting his head, Okata sat up, he was a little stunned, but then replied: "Come out soon."

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

Will fall asleep during this time

Looking at the time displayed by the alarm clock on the head of the bed, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I slept for more than two hours, which violated his biological clock. I guess I would have to rest very late at night.

However, after waking up, exhaustion and slackness were wiped out, and my whole body was filled with energy.

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

A family of four, including him.

"Cousin, the food is ready, come and eat it." Seeing that Oh Fang walked out, Xiaolan hurriedly said.

"Yeah." Okata nodded, walked straight to the dining table, and then sat down. Xiaolan had already served his rice.

The food was still steaming slightly, and it must have just been made.

Kogoro Mouri was drinking a can of beer and his cheeks were slightly red: "Stupid brat, what are you doing in the room? Xiaolan told you so long before she heard it."

It seems that I have thought too much, and this uncle's question is a bit vulgar.

Ogata said to Kogoro: "I just got some sleep."

"Are you tired of work recently, cousin?" Xiaolan said curiously.

Okabaya shook his head, picked up a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and smiled and said, "After eating the food you cooked by Xiaolan, you will feel that you have found a spiritual support."

"I can really talk." Kogoro Mouri burped.

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

And just like she said, Ogata really ate a lot, with a total of three bowls of rice, which is a breakthrough compared to her usual appetite.

While Conan and Kogoro Mori were watching TV, Ogata insisted on helping Koran clean up the dining table.

"Cousin, the dishwashing is not suitable for boys, so you really don't need to help." Xiaolan saw that Ohba came to the kitchen, hesitated and said to him.

After hearing Xiaolan's words, Okabaya chuckled softly: "It's okay, boys can't do it, but men can do it."

He put on gloves while Xiaolan was stunned, then used water and detergent to wash the rice bowl and meal plate covered with oil stains.

This is not the first time I've been rushing to do this.

This era is somewhat conservative compared to the 21st century after the 21st century. Especially in Japan, where machismo is prevalent, men work outside to maintain their financial resources. Women's work and responsibilities are full-time housewives, responsible for daily life and housework.

However, because Xiaolan's mother, Eyeri, was not around, she had a bad father. She did these things at a young age and had developed a habit of moving the things women in this country to the process in advance.

"Xiaolan, how did you gain from shopping with Yuanzi?"

Okata thinks she is a high school student, a girl who should play and enjoy, and her own cousin. She always does these things and will lose some of the privileges that youth should have at the age she is most worth remembering.

Therefore, every time I see her sweeping the floor and wiping the floor, cleaning up the peanuts that Kogoro made after hangover, and helping Conan and him wash clothes, I feel that this is a cruelty imposed on Xiaolan.

Xiaolan seemed to be interested, and she said, "We both went to a newly opened shopping mall in Rice Plaza. There were many things in it that were on sale. If you have time, you can go and have a look."

Girls’ topics are always inseparable from shopping.

Okabata nodded, while rinsing the rubbed plate with clear water: "The day after tomorrow, you and the garden should be on vacation, and I just happened to rest. Let's go to the mall you mentioned to have a good look."

"Cousin, your sleeves are stained with water." Xiaolan walked over and saw some wet water marks on his white shirt cuffs. She quickly reached out and helped him carefully roll them up.

Okata didn't think anything because she was her cousin.
Chapter completed!