Chapter 109 Shimizu-San, What Do You Think of This Man?

After the incident was resolved, under the gaze of the remaining customers in the cafe, the police escorted Jusan Tonoyama out of the door and got into a black and white police car with red and blue lights flashing, just like in the TV series.

In fact, there were very few customers in the cafe at this time. Since Conan pointed out the suspect, the scene was no longer prohibited from entering and leaving, and many people left in a hurry.

On the side of the street, Eri Kisaki and Xiaolan were chatting in front, while Koji Shimizu and Conan followed them silently.

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

"Well, what's the matter?"

Conan glanced at Koji Shimizu suspiciously, but then he immediately had a brain explosion.

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

Conan's face flushed all of a sudden. He didn't care to say anything to Koji Shimizu, and quickly turned his head to look ahead in horror.

Fortunately, Hibiki Eri and Xiaolan were chatting happily and didn't hear what was said just now.

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

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

"No, I guessed."

"Eh——!?"

Conan's brain crashed. He couldn't think of why Shimizu Koji could guess it, but in a flash, he realized that this was a bullshit guess. Shimizu Koji tricked him again!

And watching Conan yelling and not being as calm as usual, Shimizu Koji shook his head secretly, a little speechless, but also felt normal.

That's how Conan is like a normal high school student, otherwise, he wouldn't be exactly the same as the reasoning otaku in Xiaolan's mouth.

However, this kid is really——Beihua Wolf

Shimizu Koji's thoughts couldn't help but go astray. After all, when it comes to this kind of thing, even he can't help thinking about such a picture.

In this way, it is not unreasonable for Conan to be so jealous that anyone can be jealous.

However, his possessiveness is still one-sided at present.

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

Conan, who had calmed down, walked forward quickly, avoiding the sight of Eri Kisaki, and greeted Xiaolan with a smile.

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

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

"Yeah!"

After Conan left, Shimizu Koji, who continued to follow the mother and daughter, gradually felt a little difficult.

He thought that at least, on the road, Xiaolan and Eri Kisaki would take his presence into consideration and would not say anything embarrassing.

But, on the contrary, as he walked, he seemed to be ignored. Xiaolan hugged Eri Kisaki's arm, revealing a coquettish look.

"Mom, it's been almost ten years. It's time to go back to dad, right?"

Xiaolan cautiously probed, and Shimizu Koji followed behind. Although he didn't care about these things, he subconsciously kept a little distance.

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

As soon as Xiaolan said this, the face of Kisaragi, who was originally chatting happily with her, suddenly sank, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from Xiaolan's forehead.

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

Kisaragi took two steps and stopped directly. The reflection of her glasses blocked her cold and terrifying eyes.

"I don't want it--."

"Hey--."

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

"I don't want a man who is long-winded, lustful, sloppy, alcoholic, lazy and careless."

When Hibiki said these words, her slender and slender figure was particularly upright, as if she alone supported 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 yet--"

Hibiki seemed to be trapped in some memories, but at this time, Xiaolan could no longer suppress her confusion and complaints.

"Then why did you marry him, mom?"

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

It has a flavor of the proverb of the neighboring country'marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog'.

Hibiki was choked by her, and looking at Xiaolan's puzzled and even complaining eyes, she couldn't help but laugh.

Shaking her head, she casually said, "Maybe it's the fate of childhood sweethearts."

"What about the wedding ring on your hand?"

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

Xiaolan obviously didn't believe it, but Kisaki Eri was also very calm, and seemed unwilling to continue explaining. She took a step and continued to move forward.

Xiaolan hurriedly followed, and she even remembered Shimizu Koji, and seemed to be completely unconcerned about being heard about her private family affairs just now. She just smiled and waved, nodded, and signaled Shimizu Koji to continue to follow.

After all, in Xiaolan's view, as long as Shimizu Koji understood a little, these were not secrets.

She used to care a lot, but as she grew up, she let it go, not only because of habit, but also because when facing those boys' ridicule, she still had a childhood sweetheart who had always been with her.

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

And now, there are fewer people she can regard as friends, but she is often willing to open her heart to her friends.

"Mom, look, there is a video of Dad solving a case on the TV here."

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

Although Hibiki said this, her eyes subconsciously looked at the TV. She had heard about it recently. She had often seen Maori Kogoro's name in the newspapers in the past few months.

Although her heart had died a long time ago, it would be a good thing if Maori Kogoro cheered up and could 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.

Just a few seconds later, Maori Kogoro, who was still solving the case with a serious face, suddenly showed a perverted smile and answered a phone call.

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

Hiki Eri's face, which had softened a little because of her consideration for Xiaolan, suddenly darkened. She spoke softly, but asked Shimizu Koji who had been invisible all the way:

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

"Very bad."

From the perspective of marriage, Shimizu Koji commented truthfully.

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

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

Although Xiaolan was a little angry at this time, she didn't refute it, because she was also angry at Maori Kogoro, and Shimizu Koji's words were also what she wanted to say.