Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Kudo Shinichi is a smart kid. He thinks he knows a lot of things, has read a lot of books, has accompanied his parents on many trips, and has a wide range of knowledge. At least he is better than the idiot Xila!

So, as the idiot Xila's external brain—his self-proclaimed one—based on Xila's information about 'the uncle being willing to die for the father, and the father tacitly allowing the uncle to control his entire life,' he analyzed it seriously and said, "I believe that love is a two-way relationship."

He set the tone, then said, "For the sake of the other person, no matter how many difficulties there are, we must face them head-on. Stay by that person's side while alive, and return to that person's side even after death, just to stop her from waiting in vain and to give her an explanation."

The little boy who was hiding in the room and talking on the phone said very professionally: "I heard you talk about the relationship between Uncle Amuro and Uncle Midorikawa. I think they fit this situation very well, but they both denied that they were in a relationship. Then, there is only one truth!"

He rested his hand on his chin, his eyes sharp as he said, "They have a crush on each other, but because they are of the same gender, they are worried about bringing a bad influence to each other, so they protect each other silently."

Kudo Shinichi said with emotion: "They love each other so much."

This long series of speeches was like a mystery to Xila. She struggled to conclude, "Does this mean that my uncle and father are in love?"

Kudo Shinichi said firmly: "Yes."

Xila: “I understand.”

She threw it away after using it and hung up the phone.

When she returned to the kitchen, she stood at the door and quietly watched Uncle Midorikawa stirring the soup. The white steam blurred his face. She didn't know where she got the courage from, but she quietly stepped forward and called out, "Mother."

"Paji!"

The spoon in Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand fell into the casserole. He jumped up reflexively like a cat seeing a cucumber, and jumped three feet high.

His fingers twitched, and he turned his head with a stiff neck. His voice seemed to come from the horizon: "What did you just call me?"

Xila repeated honestly: "Mother."

Zhu Fujingguang: My heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally died.

He barely controlled his expression and asked in a cold voice, "Who told you to scream like that?"

"Kudo Shinichi."

Kudo Shinichi, that newbie, said that her uncle and her father were in love, so when they got married, her uncle would be her mother, so it would be okay for her to call him in advance.

Zhu Fujingguang took a deep breath, his expression twisted, and said, "Don't call me that. I'll contact Mr. Kudo and ask him to find a Japanese teacher for you."

He stared at Xila, his smile making Kuku smoke: "Call me uncle, don't call me the wrong name next time, do you hear me?"

Xila: “…Yes.”

After sending Xila away, Zhu Fujingguang immediately called Kudo Yusaku to prepare to hold him accountable.

The phone is in progress——

Outside, Furuya Rei was seriously discussing the way of expressing in Sira Japanese with Kudo Yusaku.

——Why would a word like "mating" appear in the mouth of a little girl with incomplete values? Mr. Kudo, do you need to explain it to me?

I asked Xila to bring a black card as child support, so please don't ruin my child.

After Kudo Yusaku exhausted himself from dealing with Furuya Rei, his cell phone rang. It was a call from Morofushi Keimitsu.

His hands trembled as he answered reluctantly: "...Mr. Midorikawa, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon! I wonder if Mr. Kudo has any idea about Shinichi teaching Xila to call 'someone else' mother?"

Kudo Yusaku felt disheartened when he heard the emphasis in his words.

Shinichi, what on earth have you done?

After he finished talking with Zhu Fu Jingguang, he immediately caught his son and asked him to tell the story.

Kudo Yusaku's expression became more and more complicated: In the end, I took on everything silently!

——Our Kudo family is part of your play, right?

In a bright apartment.

Akemi Miyano was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window reviewing her homework. The written test was on the 25th, five days away, and time was very tight. She had been racing against time to practice questions and read materials recently.

Next door and inside the room, Shuichi Akai was holding his cell phone, his overly sharp green eyes fixed on the photos in the mailbox. His expression was so shocked as if he saw an American cockroach crawling out of the TV, and the iced Americano in his hand was squashed.

Investigating one child leads to the discovery of another child. Is this disturbing the children's nest?

Seeing the inquiry message from Judy, he replied with a complicated expression:

[I'm referring to the other child. However, let's check this child as well, and check if there are any other children.

——Akai]

Shuichi Akai is very scared now. He has been in the organization for three years. He is really worried that when he is walking on the street, a two or three-year-old child will appear and call him dad.

Or if you see a small Akai holding a gun at the mission site, it would be really suffocating.

What is wrong with the organization? Getting the genes of members means having children. Is there any obsession with contributing to the human population?

A poor FBI agent like him couldn't afford it at all.

And, he had to think about another fatal problem.

Judging from the fact that Amuro-kun's child has Scottish ancestry, if the organization really uses his genes to create a child, they will be completely indifferent in choosing the other half of the child's genes, and gender will not be an obstacle.

Who will the organization choose?

What if the choice falls on Gin...

Akai Xiu's face turned green.

He stood up, said hello to Akemi Miyano, and left the house to investigate the tissue laboratory.

He didn't dare to waste even a second.

Think of someone he could bully, and it's you, Aquavit.

This is different from Shuichi Akai's side, who was frightened and had a lot of thoughts.

After Jōya Ling and Zhufu Jingguang took Xila to have a healthy, nutritious and delicious lunch, they let the little girl take a nap and sat together to chat.

"I heard from Yan'er before that he has been tracking down the person behind the bomber who wanted to kill Zhen Ping, but I can't get through to him on the phone these two days." Zhu Fujingguang said distressedly.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

Ah, how should he tell Hiro that Hagiwara is in the detention room again?

He coughed lightly and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about Hagiwara. I heard he was caught by the traffic police for speeding."

Morufushi Kagemitsu: As expected of you, Hagiwara.

He talked about another person and said jokingly, "Matsuda has been texting me these past few days, asking if you were to get married in the future and your partner was in huge debt, would you be willing to help her pay it off? I don't know what's going on with him, could it be that he's attracted to someone?"

Jianggu Ling: "..."

After being accurately stepped on by Hiro again, Furuya Ling curled the corners of his mouth, feeling that the abacus beads of the pair of childhood friends were about to fall on his face.

He raised his chin modestly and said maliciously, "Next time Matsuda asks you, tell him that unless my marriage partner brings an interesting childhood friend as a dowry."