Chapter 872 Doubt Life Ing

Not everyone can be the father of the God of Death. He didn't have enough luck and was killed by his son accidentally.

Mr. Sun Zongbing, the former store manager, knew nothing about the reputation of the God of Death, otherwise he would not have invited the Shinigami primary school student and his "father", "grandfather" and "sister" into the room without any precautions.

"My house is a little messy, please bear with me." Zong Bing found the key and said as he opened the door.

"No, my family is actually pretty good..." Dr. A Li's words stopped before he finished speaking.

There was no other reason. In front of such a dirty and messy apartment, Dr. Ali couldn't say the words "My house is also messy."

As soon as I walked in, I was hit by the smell of rotting food, mixed with the unique smell of sweat from a single man living alone, which was really sour and refreshing. In addition, there were seven or eight pairs of slippers scattered haphazardly on the floor in the entrance hall. There were used tissues everywhere near the trash can. The tabletop was also messy and seemed to have never been tidied up.

Conan couldn't help but twitch his eyes and sighed: "This is too messy."

Nobushige glanced at him and said disapprovingly: "Kudo Shinichi hasn't seen Ai Jie anywhere, has he? I remember that the hygiene of Kudo's house seems to have always been cleaned by Miss Mori."

"???" Conan gestured desperately to silence him.

Are you mistaken? The man in front of you is very likely to know the members of that organization. If someone from the organization is monitoring and eavesdropping nearby, you may become suspicious after hearing these words!

Fortunately, Zongbing didn't notice Kudo Shinichi's name.

While Conan breathed a sigh of relief, he was also thinking. In fact, few of the men around him were very clean, such as Kogoro Mouri, Heiji Hattori, Nobushige Asano, etc. It seemed that something strange had been mixed in. .

Asano Nobushige is really a very strange person. Conan has never seen a guy who can keep his home so clean and tidy that he is almost inhumane. But cleaning is not Asano Nobushige's favorite thing to do. Compared with buying a small skirt and pink accessories for Haibara Ai, these are nothing.

"Excuse me, can I borrow the bathroom?" Dr. Ali asked.

Zong Bing immediately took him to the bathroom door: "Of course, please help yourself."

"Thanks."

Dr. A Li opened the bathroom door and walked in.

Conan habitually looked at the surrounding environment, and naturally saw Dr. A Li entering. He paid more attention and kept the details he noticed in his heart without making any publicity.

"Seriously, it's so hot!" Zong Bing wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned on the air conditioner.

Haiyuan covered his mouth and nose in silence, and complained in a very low voice: "It turns out that the air is filled with the smell of sweat, but it is too strong."

"If you feel bored, do you want to go out and get some fresh air? I'll accompany you." Nobufan asked thoughtfully.

Haihara Ai looked around: "There's no need to go out. I'm also curious about the true identity of our father Yingyou, and I want to see that old photo."

"That's it..." Xinfan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then we might as well go to the balcony and wait. Anyway, it seems that Mr. Zongbing will need some time to find the photo album."

Zong Bing was standing in front of the bookshelf, rummaging around with a headache.

Seeing this, Huiyuan Ai nodded very softly.

So Nobushige asked for Mr. Zong Bing's permission, opened the curtains, and walked to the balcony with Haibara Ai.

The balcony of the apartment is semi-open, and downstairs is a bustling commercial street. Apart from being a little noisier and the food and beverages are a little more delicious, other aspects are still very good. It's better to be here than indoors.

"Eh?" Haiyuan Ai was surprised, "Mr. Zong Bing put the washing machine on the balcony."

Nobuhiro glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He just responded: "Yes."

"It must be very hot to wash clothes in the summer, the temperature today is almost forty degrees."

Because the four seasons in Ke Xue are very strange, thick and thin clothes must be replaced and washed at any time. Haiyuan Ai is deeply aware of the pain of washing clothes outdoors in the dog days of winter.

No wonder Mr. Zong Bing accumulated so many old clothes without washing them. It turned out to be for this reason.

"Huh?" Zong Bing said in surprise, "I remember the photo album was placed here, why is it missing?"

Conan pointed to the computer: "What about the computer? You should have saved the electronic version, right?"

"Ah, yes, there is also a computer."

But when Zong Bing turned on the computer, he found that the hard drive had been cleared and all the files and photos were gone.

He was suddenly stunned: "What's going on? Is there a virus in my computer?"

"Probably not." An indifferent female voice sounded behind him. Zong Bing quickly turned around and saw that Haiyuan Ai, who had been on the balcony just now, had appeared behind him at some point.

Seeing Zong Bing looking at her, Hui Yuan Ai calmly raised her head to meet his gaze: "Can you give way?"

"What?"

"I'm asking if you can open the seat in front of the computer?"

Zong Bing subconsciously took a step back: "Okay, okay."

They all backed away, and he suddenly felt strange. She is just a little girl of six or seven years old, how could she have such breathtaking eyes? With those eyes staring at him, he had no room to refuse.

Immediately afterwards, after seeing Haiyuan Ai's movements clearly, Zong Bing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Haiyuan Ai sat in front of the computer, tapping quickly on the keyboard with both hands, like a dancing dragonfly, very fast, but each tapping was very light. Judging from her actions alone, Zong Bing could tell that this little girl knew a lot about computers, and had even surpassed many professional IT practitioners.

"How many things have you let your children learn?" Zong Bing asked dumbfounded. "They are still so young. Instead of spending a lot of time learning these things, it is better to cultivate their own interests and hobbies."

"Spend a lot of time?" Nobuhiro looked confused, "No, we usually take our children to concerts, vacations, and travels. As for these things, they just watch TV when they have nothing to do."

Zong Bing: "..."

Xinfan's expression was so innocent and his tone was so confident that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What TV show actually teaches programming and firearms knowledge?" Zong Bing asked.

Nobuhiro asked doubtfully: "Don't you know? Hawaii Educational Television."

Zong Bing: "..."

Really, does this TV station really exist? It did sound quite realistic, but Zongbing still felt that Asano Nobushige was lying to him, especially after seeing the expression of the little boy next to him.

Conan said seriously: "Brother Zong Bing, your home must have been broken into before."

"Yeah, I just think this Hawaiian educational TV station is weird...wait, what did you say?" Zong Bing was suspicious.