After becoming a chaotic daughter

Tianshan Hanabou doesn't have the ability to do housework - this information, Edogawa Ranpo still knows.

Although he named the other party to take care of Nanako for a day, which naturally included the inevitable matter of "preparing lunch", but in his prediction, the possibility of Hanako who can't cook is [-]% likely to pull out the phone to order takeaway, and [-]% It is possible to call Kunikida for off-site assistance, and there is a [-]% possibility that they will make instant noodles, but with Kunikida present, the last "[-]% possibility" will never be implemented, and it will inevitably be transformed into "Kunikida" in the end. cooking" ending.

That is to say, the probability of "ordering takeaway" and "Kunikida cooking" should be 7:3, no matter which one is within the acceptable range of Ranpo, after all, he himself is also a person who can't cook and takes a meal with him every day. Nanako is a person who eats food or orders takeaway everywhere.

——But the quilt newcomer actually let Nanako eat instant noodles and Kunikida didn't stop him? ? ? !

As a qualified and good father, Edogawa Ranpo would never allow his idiot daughter to treat such things as instant noodles for lunch--it's okay for supper--so he said angrily: "Nanako! Let the quilt ——No! Let Kunikida answer the phone!"

A loud explosion overwhelmed his voice. Even though he was safely hiding behind a bunker, the firepower conflict between the police and members of the illegal organization inevitably affected him. The shock wave of the explosion blasted the container, The tattered fragments flew in all directions, and a sharp steel plate fell on the concrete floor a few steps away from him, enough to insert the sharp corners of the human body into the ground.

If it wasn't because he wanted to finish the matter quickly and go back to Yokohama, he wouldn't have come to this dirty and messy arrest scene.Compared with Yokohama's police, Fukuoka's police are far inferior. Although they are all gorillas in his eyes, if Yokohama's police are thrown in Fukuoka, they can at least be the orangutan king.

But this is normal. After all, compared with the chaotic Yokohama, Fukuoka can be regarded as a "serene and peaceful" place. In this environment, it is only natural that the police are lazy.

Luanbu curled his lips, poked his head out from behind the cover, held a hatchet outside, and shouted at Xie Ye at the enemy one by one: "Miss Yu Xie Ye—please keep your voice down!"

He neatly kicked over the person behind him who wanted to sneak attack, and leaned on the ground with a cold hatchet, and Xie Ye tied a lock of hair behind his ear, a bloody face showed a smile on his face. A faint smile.

"Okay ~ Mr. Ranpo." She replied, and the hatchet in her hand chopped down on the man stepping on her feet without stopping.

A scream.

As if he didn't see the bloody scene of the murder scene, Luanbu retracted his head and continued to call Nanako: "Nanako, give Kunikida the number."

"Oh." Nanako on the other end of the phone answered, took her children's mobile phone and ran out of the infirmary, found Kunikida who was working hard in the office area, and handed him the mobile phone.

"Mr. Ranpo?"

Stopping the work at hand, Kunikida picked up the phone, and the office chair sitting under him turned a small angle, leaving half of the back of the chair to Nanako.

Raising his hand to cover the microphone of the child's mobile phone, he lowered his voice and only answered in a low voice the words of the person on the other side of the phone with short sentences. Nanako couldn't quite hear what he was talking about. She looked up and could only see his face The expression on his face went from being prepared, to solemn, to nervous, and suddenly changed to understanding, and finally stopped at the expression of "relieved".

"Yes, I understand." He finally replied, closed the phone, and returned the small phone, which was not as big as his palm, to Nanako.

He got up and took Nanako back to the infirmary, and saw Huadai and Gogol lying together in front of the laptop, staring at the computer screen intently, with a familiar quilt under him.

"...flowers, bags!"

With a roar, Kunikida strode forward in two steps in three steps, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt lying under Katobu into his hand.

"You bastard - babysitting doesn't mean you're going to curl up in bed and stare at your computer again! That's why you never get a job!"

"Hey hey hey!" Like a woman from a good family who has been bullied, the flower bag tightly hugged the flowered quilt covering him, half lying on the cold ground of the infirmary, "I'm just taking care of them I just look at the computer for a while..."

Ignoring the beeping of the flower bag, Kunikida quickly folded the quilt neatly, hesitated between "take back the cupboard" and "wash and dry it", chose the latter, hugged a He frowned and said to him: "I also know that you are 'squatting at home', that's why I want to introduce you to work in the detective agency. The president has a broad mind and is talented, so I won't mind if you bring me with you. Come to work under the quilt, so you should perform well to repay the tolerance of the president, instead of simply changing a place to be a squatting at home!"

As he said, he stretched out his hand and brought Nanako behind him to the front of the flower bag, and then angrily walked away carrying a blanket, the braids tied behind his head seemed to fly angrily.

Hanakou: "Whoa... Kunikida is always so strict..."

The flower bag wrapped in a quilt and huddled by the stool looks as pitiful as a stray dog ​​on the side of the road. There seems to be a cloud of gloomy clouds floating above the head, and the wind and rain are miserable.

"Is it annoying~?" Gogol asked in a strange chant-like tone with his eyes bent and an innocent smile on his face.

"Annoying? No no, if I have to say it, I should be the one who is 'annoying'." Carefully holding the computer in his arms, Huadai shook his head again and again, "There is only one big garbage like me in society. Kunikida will be willing to befriend me, even if I'm as dirty and repulsive as a lice in an old quilt, he will want to clean and disinfect this rancid tattered quilt and put it under the sun Leave it in the sun for three days."

【…】

Although she can probably understand what Hanakou wants to express, Nanako still feels that there is something wrong with this metaphor.

Gogol tilted his head, let out a "huh", rested his slender and immature hands on his chin, and showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Hey... Although they are just moths that are not needed by society, moths still have a meager 'power of moths', even though they are just a drop in the bucket..." Huadai sniffed, dragged the quilt up on her body, and looked around After a moment, she saw the mobile phone in Nanako's hand.

"Can I use this?"

He pointed to Nanako's phone and asked.

I don't know what he is going to do, but there is nothing important in Nanako's children's mobile phone, and there are only a few phone numbers, so Nanako only thought for a short time before putting the phone in his hand.

He took out the quilt, took out a data cable from the flower bag, and connected Nanako's child's mobile phone to his computer.

Then start staring motionlessly at the default desktop on the computer screen.

Nanako:?

Gogol:?

Flower bag: ………………?

Nanako is confused - why is he not moving?

Hanako is also confused - why doesn't his computer work?

【Could it be that after Kunikida gave me some life education, my heart was so ups and downs that it was difficult to calm down, so that even with Yoshiko's warm embrace, I couldn't calm down? 】

—— Huadai thought in his heart, then stretched out his claws from the quilt, and began to tap on the keyboard.

Several windows popped up on the computer, and a string of continuously increasing codes appeared on the small screen of the mobile phone. Nanako looked at the things on the computer with her head probed. With her weak computer knowledge, even the flower bag uses C++ or Java. Can't tell - maybe he's not programming any language at all.

Obviously, the action of Kabuki’s finger poking the keyboard is slow, but new characters appear on the screen as fast as the screen is swiping. In the blink of an eye, there are dozens of lines of code. It may be something like a shortcut key package, Nanako Unable to understand, she just raised her little head and looked at the hairline of the flower bag seriously.

Still bushy and no signs of baldness.

In less than 2 minutes, the code on the phone screen turned into a cartoon prompt icon of [Installing...], the progress bar quickly climbed from 0% to 100%, and then a small message of [Installation successful] popped up. window.

"Hmm," Hanakou rubbed her nose, pulled out the data cable, and returned the phone to Nanako, "Now your phone has been connected to the military satellite of the Secret Service, and the real-time positioning has an error range of no more than three meters. It can call the nearest surrounding urban monitoring with external connection at any time, with automatic alarm and synchronous recording function, the guardian can receive the news as soon as possible when encountering danger.”

He gave Nanako a thumbs up, but he didn't know who he was praising.

Nanako opened her small mobile phone and looked at it, and there was a cute cartoon mushroom icon. After clicking on it, there was a map of Yokohama's urban area, and she could also choose to view nearby surveillance or navigate.

[... × degree map? 】

She scratched her little head in confusion.

Nanako clicked the buttons on the phone a few times with her soft fingers. Nanako tried the navigation function of the map. The starting point is the current location and the destination is the dormitory of the detective agency. After inputting, choose to walk. Immediately planned a route, and at the bottom is a guide prompt: [Cross the road, reach the grass and wood steamed bun house on the opposite side of the road, face the store door, and walk along the road on the right]

Probably limited by the hardware configuration of the mobile phone itself, it cannot automatically determine the user's current orientation, but there are text descriptions to complement it, so simple and clear that as long as you read the characters, you will not go wrong.

Nanako stared at the phone lost in thought.

—she wanted to fix one for her stupid dad.

******

At 08:30 in the evening, when the lights of the detective agency were turned off and the doors were closed, Ranpo and Yosano, who had gone on a business trip, stepped back to the detective agency.

A business trip that was supposed to last three or four days, because of the chaotic steps, was abruptly compressed into a single day to solve most of the problems. The follow-up mopping-up work was the work of the police. After throwing down the bill, Ranpo and Yosano took the nearest plane to fly directly from Fukuoka airport to Yokohama, and then took a taxi back to the detective agency.

"I am back--!"

The door of the detective agency was pushed open with a bang, and Ranbu complained loudly as soon as he entered the door.

"Really, even such a small matter has to bother me to go all the way to solve it for them. The Japanese police are really bad. Running around all day is really exhausting me! Kunikida, trouble me A glass of juice, tea is fine if there is no juice——Nanako, Dad is back!"

He opened the side door of the office area and shouted towards the direction of the infirmary. After a while, the door of the infirmary opened from the inside. The first thing that came out of the door was Nanako's little furry head. When I first joined the detective agency, I grew a little taller, but I was still very short, and it was only about the level of changing from a "kindergarten middle class" to a "kindergarten senior class".

She ran up to Luanbu and stopped in front of him, raised her blank face with no expression on it, stretched out her hands towards Luanbu, stared at him without blinking her dark eyes .

Ranbu immediately hugged Nanako up and raised her high.

"Hey!"

Holding Nanako around for a while, Ranpo put down Nanako who was spinning a bit dizzy, if it wasn't because Nanako gained a little weight, it would be a bit difficult for him to hold him now, Edogawa Ranpo wanted to spin again A dozen laps.

After all, things like raising high are still very fun, especially after being banned by the president (the reason is that they are afraid of throwing Nanako flying out of the way), originally it was just a "generally fun" thing, and it suddenly became "very fun" , probably can be regarded as some kind of peculiar "adolescent rebellious psychology".

Standing unsteadily on the tiled floor, Nanako reached out to Ranbu again, and at the same time said the sentence she hadn't had time to say just now:

"Dad, mobile phone."

Ranpo Edogawa casually touched his pocket, took out his mobile phone and gave it to Nanako.

After getting a flip phone that was bigger than her little hand, Nanako hugged the phone, turned around and ran back to the infirmary.

Luanbu followed her and walked to the door of the infirmary, and saw Gogol and a group of "quilts" facing the door of the infirmary, sitting on the clean tiled floor in the room, the edge of the quilt was exposed A laptop screen.

Nanako ran to the side of the "quilt" and handed out his mobile phone: "This, Dad's mobile phone."

"Okay!" A boy's voice replied, and a hand stretched out from the "quilt", and quickly connected the chaotic mobile phone and laptop with a data cable.

"Is the guardian system installed on this phone?"

"Quilt" asked.

Nanako shook her little head, then fumbled for a long time, took out her children's mobile phone from her pocket, and handed it over.

"...this one."

she said slowly.

"Okay~"

Edogawa Ranpo: ...