In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Fengjian was frantically promoting the stories of Sherlock Holmes in the kindergarten.

"Sherlock Holmes is so cool. Did you know that he can solve so many cases easily?" Fengjian said to Xiaoxin, Zhengnan and Mingxu while looking at the book in his hand.

"...I'm not really interested in this stuff." Mingxu shook his head, got up and went out to bask in the sun. There was no point in talking about this with them.

"Oh, I know this. It's a place." Shin-chan raised his hand. He was very interested in what Kazama said.

"No! Sherlock Holmes is a great detective!" Fengjian closed the book and said, "When I grow up, I want to be a detective like Sherlock Holmes!"

"Then next time we watch a mystery series at home, I will ask my mother for you, and you guess who the murderer is, okay?" Shin-chan said to Kazama sincerely.

"...Holmes would never do such a petty thing!" Kazama wanted to lose his temper, but when he looked at Shinnosuke's face, he shook his head helplessly.

"Oh no!" Zhengnan ran to the side to look for something without knowing when, and kept muttering: "I clearly put it in the drawer..."

"What's wrong, Zhengnan?" Xiaoxin came over and asked.

"I, I, my crayons... the golden crayon is gone... wuwuwu~" Zhengnan started crying and his speech was intermittent.

"Ah~" Xiaoxin was a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" Fengjian also walked over curiously.

"Zhengnan's golden crayon is more important than the silver crayon." Shin-chan said, turning around.

"?" Feng Jian was confused.

"It, it's gone." Zhengnan burst into tears.

"Oh, the crayons are gone." Feng Jian raised his head and said casually: "Why don't you ask your mother to buy you some?"

"But..." Zhengnan hesitated.

"Oh, Kazama, not everyone's family can have both salty and sweet food like yours." Shin-chan spread his hands and said.

"What you want to say is being rich, right?" Fengjian said and patted Xiaoxin's shoulder.

Seeing this, Xiaoxin responded and slapped back.

Kazama slapped him again, and the two started slapping each other, but Kazama was soon defeated because Shin-chan was much more thick-skinned than him.

"Oh, thank you for massaging my shoulders." Shin-chan said proudly when he saw that he had won.

“…” Feng Jian rolled his eyes and didn’t want to talk.

Mingxu was quietly basking in the sun outside, while Ah Dai was sitting beside him, staring blankly at the sky.

"A-Dai, the sky is so blue." Mingxu said, looking at the sky.

"Yes." Ah Dai nodded, with a feeling of being frugal with words.

Mingxu smiled and didn't say anything else. The two of them just stayed there quietly.

The sun really makes me sleepy.

Inside the house, after Xiaoxin won, he came to Zhengnan and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come, I'll find crayons for you."

"Really? Xiaoxin." Zhengnan immediately wiped away his tears and said excitedly.

"Of course, leave it to me, Mos Burger!" Shin-chan patted his chest and said.

"It's Sherlock Holmes!" Fengjian complained on the side.

Then the three of them sat at the table to sort out the clues. Fengjian called himself Sherlock Holmes, then looked at Xiaoxin and shouted: "Watson, Watson!"

"Ah? I'm Peanut?" Xiao Xin pointed at himself and said with some confusion.

"It's Watson!"

"Is this a surname or a given name?"

"This is not important at all!" Fengjian was sweating. He didn't remember anything, but he remembered that the person next to Holmes was called Watson.

"But I just want to know~" Shin-chan said coquettishly.

"...It's a name." Feng Jian thought for a moment and said evasively.

"Oh, then what's his last name?" Xiao Xin continued to ask.

"...It's Yamada!" Kazama started making up a story.

"Oh, so, he is a local too?"

"...This is not important. The most important thing now is to find the whereabouts of the golden crayon!" Fengjian hurriedly changed the subject.

"First of all, we need to know some circumstances, and then analyze the problem. Often, the words of the parties involved will contain some unexpected keys to solving the case." Fengjian Kaikai talked.

"Oh, so light is very important in solving cases." Shin-chan nodded.

“It’s the key!”

"Okay, then Zhengnan, what was the light that made you lose your crayon?" Shin-chan turned to look at Zhengnan and asked.

"Xiao Xin! Can you please listen to me!" Feng Jian couldn't help but shouted.

"My name is Watson." Xiao Xin said seriously, pointing at himself.

"..Watson.."

"Yes, yes, I remember that the get out of class was over and I was about to draw, but when I went to find the crayons and took them out of the pencil case, I found that the gold crayon was missing." Zhengnan thought and said.

Fengjian began to record.

Xiaoxin seems to be taking notes, but in fact he is just doodling.

"So when was the last time you saw Crayon?" Kazama continued to ask.

"Well, let me think about it, it was still there when I was cleaning up yesterday." Zhengnan said, touching his head.

"So, it was still there yesterday, but we just discovered it was missing. The crayon disappeared during this period of time, right?" Fengjian asked Zhengnan.

"Correct."

"Okay, I know who the thief is!" Xiao Xin suddenly slapped the table and said.

"?" Feng Jian looked incredulous. He hadn't figured it out yet, and you guessed it? Zheng Nan became excited.

"According to my Watson's judgment, the thief sneaked in last night and stole the crayons! He aimed at the golden crayons as soon as he came. So, the thief must be a Venusian from Venus!" Shin-chan said seriously.

"... Shin-chan, I told you before that there are no aliens..." Fengjian said unhappily. He was a fool to believe what Shin-chan said!

Then they took out Zhengnan's crayon box and observed it.

"Maybe there are some clues here." Fengjian said while holding a magnifying glass.

"Oh~" Xiaoxin, who was also observing with a magnifying glass, suddenly shouted.

".?What's wrong?"

"It's better than my crayons."

"...Get out of the way!" Fengjian couldn't stand it anymore.

"It looks like there are no clues here. Let's look at where we put the crayons. Clues are often left at the scene." The three of them began to observe the surroundings.

Shin-chan looked around the floor, and Kazama accidentally tripped and then pointed casually, asking Shin-chan to go outside to look for clues.

Xiaoxin nodded and ran out.

"? Xiaoxin, what are you doing?" Mingxu looked at Xiaoxin in confusion as he was looking at the ground with a magnifying glass.

"Oh, Zhengnan's crayon is missing, we are looking for clues." Xiaoxin said, looking up.

"Crayon, is it the golden one?" Mingxu asked after thinking for a moment.

"Ah. Xiaoxu, how did you know? Could it be that..." Xiaoxin looked at Mingxu suspiciously.

"What are you thinking about? You borrowed the crayons yesterday, and you haven't returned them to Zhengnan yet." Mingxu rolled his eyes and said.

"Oh, that's right." Xiao Xin suddenly realized, went into his schoolbag, took out his pencil case, and sure enough, saw the golden crayon. He returned the crayon to Zhengnan.

"Hehe, I borrowed it yesterday. Luckily Xiaoxu reminded me, I almost forgot about it." Xiaoxin smiled embarrassedly.

"It's okay, as long as I found it." Zhengnan put the crayons back into the box, looked at the neatly arranged crayons, and closed the box contentedly.

"...I will never play detective games with you again!" Fengjian threw everything he had just recorded to the ground. It was all just a misunderstanding!

Mingxu shook his head. Xiaoxin's memory is so bad. It's really frustrating. ╮( ??w?? )╭