"Are you?..." Zhu Fu Jingguang twitched the corners of his mouth very slightly.

I was just thinking that I couldn't relax my vigilance against this child, and then he came over the next second. Judging from the posture, I was planning to sleep with him...

Conan looked shy, as if very embarrassed, "Big brother, can I sleep with you?"

He was lying in his room, but he couldn't sleep.

He currently knows too little about the world and lacks information.

But he asked Mingjue to ask Mingjue directly. Mingjue may refuse to answer his question on the grounds that it is too late now and he will go to bed tomorrow.

After thinking about it, this Mizuka Hiroshi is more suitable.

He obviously knows more than he knows.

He should be happy to comfort the children who can't sleep because they are afraid of being in a strange environment, right?

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Conan shook his head, "No, I can't sleep alone..."

"Okay." What can Zhu Fu Jingguang do? He can only let go of half of the bed and let him climb up.

Conan took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, put the pillow in, and got into the quilt, revealing a piece of his head.

Seeing him lying down, Zhu Fu Jingguang reached out to turn off the lights, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Feeling that there was one more person next to him, Zhu Fu Jingguang was not used to it, so he moved to the side and distributed most of the quilt to him to prevent him from catching a cold.

Conan Ping lay on the bed, tilting her head slightly. From his angle, you could just see the clear side profile of the person next to him.

"Brother Mizukawa, are you sleepy?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his eyes and said, "I'm not sleepy."

"I'm not sleepy either. It wasn't dark when I came here..."

"Is Brother Midorikawa in Tokyo too?"

"Well, I run a tavern in Tokyo. Where are you? Where are you from, kid?"

"I am now living in Uncle Maori's house in Mikacho and studying in the first grade of Mikacho."

Conan said his message half-truely.

He is not the kind of person who will simply believe in a stranger. Therefore, necessary concealment is necessary.

"Borrow?"

"Well, my parents have gone to the United States, so they can only live in other people's homes..." Speaking of this, Conan sighed melancholy, as if he had many grievances towards his parents.

"Is Brother Midorikawa also from Tokyo?"

"Yes, I have lived in Tokyo since I was a child. But like you, I have lived in relatives' houses for quite some time..."

Since witnessing his parents being killed during a childhood vacation, he has suffered from a mental illness and later had to leave the place where he lived as a child and go to another environment to live.

Conan's voice showed a happy expression, as if he had found a sense of identity, "Is Brother Midorikawa the same as me?"

"Yes, so don't be afraid." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and encouraged him, "You are not here alone, and Mingjue is also very good, right?"

Although the child said he was not afraid when he came, he was definitely afraid, otherwise he would not have come to him.

Although he was a little suspicious of the child's identity, he was just because his undercover identity could not be careless to the outside world. He was still very friendly to the child.

"Do you know Brother Mingjue?"

"I didn't know him before, but I heard from my friend that he had been here before and told me about the incident here. Today is the first time I have seen him." Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up unknowingly, leaned his back against the head of the bed, and looked down at him.

"Where are you? How did you know him?"

"Myong Jue met when he came to Tokyo. My sister Xiaolan had been here as well."

"Sister Xiaolan?" Zhu Fu Jingguang thought, could this person also be a member of the organization?

"Well, it's Sister Xiaolan. I met Brother Mingjue at Sister Xiaolan's house. Brother Mingjue said he was a fortune teller..."

"Numerologist?" Zhu Fu Jingguang murmured the word in a low voice. Zero had never told him, either Ming Jue said it was a fool, or he wouldn't know it.

But the truth doesn't matter.

After all, they cannot ask Mingjue to do anything or help them. Mingjue has the ability, and their goal depends on them after all.

"Don't Brother Midoka know?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, "I don't know. My friend didn't tell me much..."

"When did that friend of Brother Mizukawa come?"

"A few years ago..."

The two chatted, and before they knew it, the night was already deep.

The city outside was completely quiet, and the Ming Jue in the room had already fallen into deep sleep.

Conan yawned and fell asleep unknowingly.

Zhu Fujingguang reached out to help him tuck the quilt and closed his eyes.

The next day, the sun shone through the window into the room.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was confused and opened his eyes.

Conan next to him was sleeping soundly, showing no sign of getting up.

Zhu Fujingguang got up from the bed lightly, put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

The living room was quiet, and Mingjue seemed to have not yet risen. He looked up at the time and had just passed by 7 o'clock.

Mingjue was awakened by a scent. He walked out of the room with sleepy eyes and heard movements from the kitchen, and a fragrance came from the kitchen.

"Good morning." Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was making breakfast, got up and smiled and greeted Mingjue.

"It's morning." Ming Jue's sleepiness disappeared and his eyes fell on the pot. "I originally wanted to prepare breakfast for you, but now I don't need me."

"I happened to see the materials and I made them easily. I hope you don't get surprised."

"How could it be that I should be surprised by it, and I also asked the guests to prepare breakfast..."

Neither of them is familiar with each other, so it is inevitable that they will be more polite.

However, Zhu Fu Jingguang's cooking skills are really nothing to say, and the porridge cooked is fragrant and strong.

After Mingjue finished washing up, he planned to wake Conan up.

It turned out that he was actually on Zhu Fu Jingguang's bed.

Ming Jue twitched his mouth and used his toes to figure out what he did last night.

He didn't mind Conan asking for information from Zhu Fu Jingguang, but he just hoped that he wouldn't lose his vest first, which made Zhu Fu Jingguang suspicious.

"Get up."

Ming Jue grabbed a dazed hair on his head, and Conan, who was sleeping, opened his eyes in pain.

Conan rubbed his eyes in a daze and sat up. He felt that he hadn't slept for long and wanted to continue sleeping.

I don't know when I fell asleep last night...

"What time is it?"

“Eight o’clock in the morning.”

"The breakfast is ready, go and wash and have breakfast. After breakfast, take you out for a walk and buy you some clothes for change."

"oh……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was placing a bowl, and when he saw him, he got up and greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Conan."
Chapter completed!