Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Dr. Agasa’s home?

Hearing Conan’s answer, Kitahara was slightly stunned.

He remembered the last time he went to the Medieval Art Museum, he saw Maori Kogoro and Conan staying together, and the two seemed to be very familiar.

He also thought Conan was living with Maori Kogoro.

Forget it, leave him alone.

Anyway, it doesn’t do much to think so much.

Thinking so, Kitahara yawned, casually threw the still burning cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, and his brown eyes looked at Conan, who was still thinking down.

I don’t know what this guy is thinking again.

Kitahara glanced at him speechlessly, then turned around and walked into his courtyard in the moonlight.

He doesn’t have much time here to play detective games outside with this imp.

If you have that time, you might as well go to the bathroom for a hot bath.

“Brother Beiyuan, you should have moved ——— person recently?”

Conan raised his head and stopped halfway through his confident words, he looked around suspiciously, but he couldn’t see Kitahara’s figure at all.

Kitahara… It won’t be going back to sleep, right?

Conan took two steps forward, looked at the closed door, and thought with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

What a nasty guy!

…………

Inside the bedroom on the second floor.

Water vapor rose from his wet black hair, and Kitahara hung a white towel around his neck, holding a cup of hot black tea in his hand, and walked slowly to the chair near the window.

At this time, the rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and the fierce raindrops hit the glass, making a crisp sound.

“System, check in to your own house today.”

Beiyuan took a sip of hot black tea, looked at the rain curtain outside the window, and said softly.

[Today’s check-in location: Kitahara’s room; Reward: Yukinoshita Yukino’s original school uniform ×1].

…… How did this kind of thing come again?

Obviously, the clock-in rewards were quite good a few days ago, but now they are here again.

Kitahara sighed tiredly.

[Is this reward withdrawn or deposited into the four-dimensional pocket?] 】

“Deposit me in the four-dimensional pocket.”

Kitahara lightly tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a somewhat weak tone.

He didn’t even know how many strange items similar to this kind were stored in Xiao Dora’s fourth-dimensional pocket.

It seems that Xiao Dora is going to trouble again, and he has tidied up his pocket.

…………

The next day.

The weather was still as gloomy as yesterday, with tiny raindrops hitting the transparent glass and splashing with splashes.

Kitahara rubbed his sleepy eyes, selected a black sweatshirt from the closet and wore it, and chose a light-colored casual jeans on his lower body.

After a night of rain, the temperature outside is already very low, and it is easy to catch a cold if you wear a shirt inside.

After preparing today’s breakfast, Kitahara woke up the little Dora who was still sleeping and the little little pumi who was sleeping on his stomach.

“You two eat slowly, I’ll go to work first.”

After eating the tamagoyaki on the plate, Kitahara wiped his mouth with a tissue, then got up and picked up his coat and walked to the entrance.

“Huh, did you go to work so early today?”

Doraemon took a bite of Yukoyaki, raised her head to look at the clock on the wall, and asked with some surprise.

It’s just seven o’clock now, and you must know that Kitahara used to go to work at eight thirty at the latest!

This was the first time it had seen Kitahara go to work so early, and it was really strange.

“Even if it’s me, I occasionally want to go to work early.”

Kitahara had a cigarette in his mouth, sat at the entrance and changed his sneakers, and said with his lips moving lightly.

“Then I’ll go out first, you and Xiaomi remember to look after the house.”

After saying a word, Kitahara drove out of the private parking space at home.

…………

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

After getting out of the car, Kitahara opened the transparent umbrella he took out of the hall yesterday and walked slowly towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

A small rain of fine needles falls on the top of the umbrella and quickly slides down the umbrella bone to the ground.

“Good morning, Miyamoto-senpai.”

As soon as he entered the hall, Kitahara saw Yumi Miyamoto wearing a sky-blue traffic suit, and after closing the umbrella in his hand, he greeted him with a smile.

Hmm – this sound sounds a little familiar, huh?

Miyamoto Yumi’s footsteps paused, subconsciously thought.

It feels like the guy from Kitahara, but it’s only seven ten now, so it can’t be Kitahara.

Thinking so, Miyamoto Yumi turned her head, and after seeing the figure behind her, the expression on her face slowly froze.

It’s really Kitahara!

Tooth white, it won’t be a problem with your alarm clock today, right?

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi quickly took out her mobile phone and looked at the time on the screen, and after seeing that it was still seven o’clock, she subconsciously sighed with relief.

It’s good that she wasn’t late, otherwise her full attendance this month would be gone!

After all, she played mahjong all night in a row the other day, and she was already late three times.

“What a faux pas you are!”

Seeing her action, the corner of Kitahara’s mouth twitched.

“It’s nothing, but when I saw you, I thought I was running late.” Saying that, Miyamoto Yumi patted her chest with her hand, and said in a happy tone, “I really didn’t expect you to come so early today.” ”

You woman – sooner or later I will have to tweak you properly!

Kitahara took a deep breath, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

As the elevator gradually ascended, it didn’t take long to reach the floor where the search class was located.

The corridor, which was usually crowded, became a little silent at this time.

Search the offices of Section I.

Because she came too early, Miwako Sato, who usually guarded the door to check attendance, did not see her.

“It’s early, and I’m really not used to it.”

Kitahara couldn’t help but say to himself.

With a slight sigh, he pushed open the office door and walked in.

“Huh, Kitahara?”

As the door of the office opened, Miwako Sato, who was working on the file materials, subconsciously looked up and subconsciously exclaimed.

Then she looked down at her watch.

No, what is the reaction of your group!

“It’s really hurtful, Sato-senpai…”

Kitahara walked to her desk and said in a low tone.

“Yumi Miyamoto, that woman is also counted, now even Sato-senpai shows such a look-”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Miwako Sato looked at his frustrated look, subconsciously reached out and touched his head, and said with an apologetic tone.

His reaction just now seemed to be a little hurtful.

“A verbal apology does not represent the sincerity of the seniors…”

Kitahara raised his eyes and looked around, and said thoughtfully in her ear.

Since it was only seven o’clock, there were not many people in the office of the Search Division.

“…… Don’t talk in my ear, it’s itchy. ”

Miwako Sato sighed lightly, touched his head and said.

“So, what kind of apology do you want?”

“Let me bite.”

Kitahara said softly.

“………”

Miwako Sato blinked, subconsciously looked into his eyes, and fell silent for a while.

This bite, shouldn’t that be what she thinks?

“In the office … Not quite, right? ”

She bit her lower lip and whispered with a somewhat tangled face.

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