Belmode wanted to go up and take a look. If Kogoro Mouri was slapping his butt, I don’t know if Conan’s butt would be swollen. It would be great if he could poke it...

Thinking of it, she did the same.

She walked to the second floor of the office and knocked on the closed door.

Xiaolan was sweating profusely dissuading Kogoro Mouri. When she heard the knock on the door, she thought she had heard it wrong. Until she heard someone shouting something outside, she realized that someone was visiting her.

This is a good opportunity. She wanted to advise her father not to hit Conan, but she couldn't persuade him. If there were guests, he would definitely not be able to do anything anymore.

"Dad, someone is here to visit."

After saying that, Kogoro Mouri did stop. He was still a little embarrassed, but seeing Conan's miserable appearance, he snorted coldly and stopped.

"Boy, give me some memory, have you heard it?"

Conan wanted to cry without tears. He suspected that Kogoro Mouri wanted to find an excuse to beat him, not because he pursued the criminals.

After all, he has done a lot of such things, but he has never seen him be so angry any time.

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri finally stopped, Koran then went to open the door.

There was a strange man standing at the door. He frowned and looked extremely worried. As soon as the door opened, he stretched his neck and looked inside anxiously.

"I heard a child crying downstairs, so I came up to ask."

He did not accuse parents of using violence to educate their children. After all, it was a private matter in other people's family. An outsider rashly criticized him, but it only increased his disgust.

Xiaolan was very embarrassed and forgot to close the window, so that even passers-by outside heard it and came up to ask.

"I'm so sorry for disturbing you, the child made some mistake..."

Xiaolan didn't block the door, so Belmode came in directly. Conan carefully moved down from the sofa, and before his feet landed, he was pushed back by Belmode.

"Is it a spanking? Let me see if the situation is serious?" Belmode said, wanting to take off his pants and see if the situation is going on.

Conan looked at the man who suddenly appeared in confusion, grabbed his pants tightly, defending his last dignity.

Kogoro Mouri was also a little confused. Why did this person come back? He wanted to take off Conan's pants if he didn't come in. Is he a little problem?

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, Belmode seemed to realize what he had done and quickly explained, "Sorry, I am a pediatrician, and I can't help but think..."

Pediatrician, Kogoro Maori understands it, it turns out that he is an occupational disease criminal.

"You are fine, let me see how the injury is." Belmode whispered in a whispering warmly, trying to relax Conan.

Conan has indeed relaxed a lot, and it is a good thing for the doctor to see it. But Xiaolan is still here, taking off his pants in front of Xiaolan, his skin is not so thick.

Seeing his face flushed, Belmode knew he was shy, "Do you have a lounge? Let's go to the lounge to check it out."

"Yes, over there." Kogoro Mori pointed in a direction and sat back on his exclusive seat.

I was beaten and my anger disappeared, and the next thing I was to do was to do the serious business.

He turned on the TV and watched carefully the variety show that Yoko Okino had already recorded.

Conan glanced at the unrighteous uncle with anger and walked carefully towards the lounge. Belmode was worried, but actually had a smile in his eyes.

In the lounge, Conan lay on the bed to check Belmode's butt. Kogoro Mori was very sensible, but he looked a little red, swollen, and a little hurt. It would be better if the pain lasted for a day or two, and nothing big happened.

Belmode couldn't help seeing two red butts, and reached out to poke it, and Conan was so painful that he took a breath of air conditioning.

He looked at Belmode with a strange look. Is this guy really a doctor? He is so rude to children?

"Sorry, sorry, I haven't seen such a red ass in a long time, I can't help it."

Conan lowered his dead fish eyes, not knowing what language to use to express his feelings. He remembered that Shintochichi also poked it at that time. Could this be the doctor's strange problem?

Belmode carefully checked it, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, "Nothing is wrong, it will be better in a few days."

Conan put on his pants and didn't want to reply. After the last time, he already had experience.

"What did you do that makes your dad so angry? I heard howling when I passed downstairs."

"Nothing..." Conan was in a bad mood and didn't want to say this to strangers, nor did he refute what he called him.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Belmode stopped asking, and those things were all around him.

At night, the cool moonlight shone into the room from the window. Conan was lying in the quilt, listening to Kogoro Mori's snoring, he couldn't sleep.

He wanted to ask Kogoro Mouri if he knew his identity, but whenever he mentioned it without a trace, Kogoro Mouri looked like he didn't understand what you were saying, which made people feel helpless.

It doesn’t matter whether Maori Kogoro knows his identity or not, after all, his attitude has never changed.

What he cared about was Koran, Toru Amuro, Hideichi Akai...

The moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, and the room suddenly became dark.

Conan quietly came out of the quilt, put on his coat and came to the rooftop.

He has too many doubts, he needs someone to solve his doubts, and he needs a direction.

The moon above his head showed a small corner from the dark clouds. Conan squatted on the rooftop and called the trans-ocean phone number.

"dad."

"It should be midnight now, why are you calling at this time?" Kudo Yusaku's voice came from the other end of the phone, quickly calming Conan down.

Parents are the biggest harbor, and this sentence has never been wrong.

Although he had a phone call, he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

He slowly talked about what he encountered today, with little confusion in his voice.

"Dad, did I do something wrong?"

"When you ask this question, you already have the answer, right?"

Conan was silent.

Yes, he has had the answer long ago.

What he did to Xiaolan was exactly what he hated.

"But...I don't know what to do..."

"I can't criticize what is right and what is wrong. We all felt that telling Xiaolan would bring danger to her at first, so we selfishly ignored her feelings.

You now understand Xiaolan’s feelings, but you don’t know how to do it. Then maybe, you can ask him.

At least, you should know what she thinks, right?

If she is willing to face these things with you, then what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Conan's eyes seemed to have regained their glory.
Chapter completed!