After becoming a chaotic daughter

Ranbu: "I'm Dad!"

Nanako nodded, "Yes."

Ranpo: "You are a daughter!"

Nanako nodded again: "Yes."

Ranpo: "Father is the guardian of the daughter!"

Nanako continued to nod: "Yeah."

Ranpo: "So dad is your guardian, not you are dad's guardian!"

Nanako: "..."

Nanako scratched her little head, her dark eyes were dull, she stared blankly at him for a long time...

No nod.

Edogawa Ranpo: "..."

The boy's face immediately turned black into the chocolate in his pocket.

He had never taught a child a lesson, so he walked around in circles several times with his cheeks puffed out angrily, racking his brains for a long time before he thought of "what to do".

He picked up Nanako, angrily carried the little carrot from the infirmary to the outside office area, put it in the corner of the wall, put his hands on his hips, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, and taught him a lesson in a fierce tone She said:

"Stay here and reflect for ten... 5 minutes! No running around or raising your head to look around! You can only walk away when the 5 minutes are up!"

When he did something wrong when he was a child, his mother would occasionally punish him like this, but he couldn't remember exactly how long he had to stand in a corner and "think about his past".Half an hour seems a bit too long, 10 minutes should be okay for children, but I will go back to the dormitory soon, if I stand for 10 minutes, Nanako may not have the strength to walk back to the dormitory, so he cut off another 10 minutes Halfway through, it changed to 5 minutes.

Stretching out his hands to pinch Nanako's cheeks, he rubbed them vigorously several times, emphasizing again that "Dad is the guardian!", and then went back to the infirmary angrily.

Nanako raised her short hand, patted her soft cheek, and looked down at the corner of the wall where she was standing.

There was a small bench on the tiled floor in the corner, her beloved bench No. [-], and it was right in front of her little leather shoes.

Nanako sneaked a look back, and the side door leading to the infirmary from the office area was slammed shut when she walked in. There was a loud bang, and it was tightly closed.

She raised one of her short legs, and little by little, she reached out to the small bench placed against the corner of the wall, and kicked it behind her.

Then sat down.

Sitting on her beloved small bench (No. [-]), Nanako stared blankly at the corner in front of her, and began to think seriously about her mistakes.

Thirty seconds later, holding the meat buns stolen from the pantry, Gogol poked a small white head through the door of the detective agency. When he found no one was there, he slid in, and with his arm Elbows closed the door behind him.

The office area was empty, there was no one there, and it was as quiet as after get off work.

Biting the hot meat buns, Gogol walked briskly into the detective agency. Just a few steps in, he heard a faint purr like a kitten.

He was holding a plate in one hand and a big meat bun that was a bit hot to the touch in the other. Following the sound, he found Nanako dozing off on a small bench in the corner, poking her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

The golden eyes stared at Nanako curiously for a few seconds. Gogol raised his little furry head, looked left and right, and then pushed the nearest luxurious office chair that was walking around with agility. climbed up the chair and sat down.

Then he began to eat meat buns while watching Nanako doze off.

"I am the guardian! So the guardian system should be installed on my mobile phone!"

"Okay, okay!"

"Uninstall Nanako's guardian authority system!"

"Okay, okay!"

"By the way, upgrade the systems of these locators!"

"Okay... ok, ok..."

"By the way, let's upgrade this siren too, and add a location sending function."

"Uh... well..."

"Since they are all connected to the monitoring in the city, let's update the intelligence collection system of the detective agency by the way. It is too troublesome to ask the city police for monitoring every time!"

"Yes……"

"By the way, help me mark all the dim sum shops and restaurant dessert shops in Yokohama—and Nanako's real-time location... Oh, I have this."

"Yes Yes……"

In the infirmary, Luanbu made a series of troublesome requests to the flower bag without stopping, with a high-spirited posture like a troublesome Party A who will be sacked in a sack within three days, the flower bag with its head shrunk in a quilt Holding his laptop computer, he nodded submissively, like a social animal party B facing the design requirements of "colorful black".

After making more than a dozen requests in a row, Luanbu finally smacked his lips, stopped, waved his hand, and said, "Okay! That's all! Please, Mr. Quilt!"

"That... I call it Huadai." With a drooping head, Huadai weakly raised a paw from under the quilt.

"Oh," Luanbu changed his words quickly, "Then I will trouble you, Mr. Huadai!"

He casually tossed the two mobile phones and Nanako's schoolbag to the flower bag, turning around and trotting away very casually—or rather willfully.

"Then I'll leave this place to you guys. I'll go and see Nanako, see you later!"

Accompanied by such completely irresponsible words, the door of the infirmary opened with a "click" and closed with a "bang".

The door was closed. Standing in the infirmary, Kunikida felt that the invisible pressure on his shoulders finally dissipated a little. He let out a long breath, and the cover of the notebook in his hand was pinched by his fingers at some point. wrinkled.

Although it seems to be a very domineering order, it at least shows that the flower bag has not been labeled [disqualified] by Ranpo as a "grader".It can even be said that from a certain point of view, this should be regarded as a good progress.

Although as a "conceited detective" who only acts on his own will, when facing others, whether it is a client or a suspect, he will call the other party "idiot" and "stupid" without discrimination, and say that the other party's brain is "" It’s almost like a monkey”, but he is still a very measured person, just because he is too smart, so he is different from ordinary people, and he can press the “measurement” at the position closest to the critical line, so he appears extraordinarily “discreet” ".

Nanako's locator and mobile phone are no big deal, and there is no problem in handing them over to Hanakou, and there is no important information in Ranpo's own mobile phone-he just needs to keep those things in his mind, but the detective The agency's intelligence system is different. It is an internal system that connects the intelligence network of the Secret Service, the city police, and the military, and stores many important documents. Only employees who have been formally accepted into the agency can have access to it.

Although with the ability of the flower bag, if he really wants to invade the internal system of the detective agency with ulterior motives, it is not impossible for him to do it, but Ranpo made such a request, which is equivalent to giving him this authority.

This may be a test—a test of the ability of Hanakaki. Although the detective agency abides by justice, it is not a charitable organization and will not absorb incompetent people. If Hanakaki perfectly updates and upgrades the detective agency's system, this will Explain that he is a "useful" employee for the detective agency.

only,

Kunikida was still perplexed.

【——When exactly did Mr. Ranpo verify Hanafou's xinxing? 】

On his already serious face, the slender and sharp eyebrows frowned even tighter. After thinking briefly, he still couldn't come to a conclusion, so he simply gave up thinking about it.After all, Mr. Ranpo is a famous detective with unprecedented and amazing talents, and it is only natural that ordinary people like him cannot spy out his thoughts.

"Stop dawdling, Huadai. Hurry up and work." He urged his friend, and his heart relaxed a lot.

He still has [-]% confidence in the talent of the flower bag.

"I said...Kunikida..." The flower bag wrapped in the quilt rubbed against his side, "Can't you really give me a quilt? Although having Yoshiko's company is already very precious to me, but It seems to be because I suddenly went out today, and I still can’t adapt to the new environment after not going out for a long time, if I lie on my stomach without a bedding, my work efficiency will plummet by at least [-] points!”

As he spoke, the grief in his heart seemed to grow deeper, and two more tears hung on his face.

"This kind of thing..." Kunikida felt his head hurt again, the infirmary was the "territory" with Yosano, and the futon he brought himself was laid on the flower bag.

"It's just a small problem." Yu Xie Ye, who was packing up his things, said indifferently, "There is still one more bedding in the closet. If you don't mind, use that."

"..." Kunikida looked away unnaturally, coughed, and said in embarrassment, "That quilt... I took it to the dry cleaner this afternoon."

Yu Xie Ye was taken aback: "Really? Then there are not many... The change sheets were sent to the dry cleaner the day before yesterday, and I haven't brought them back yet."

"No, don't worry about this guy." Kunikida stretched out his hand and dragged the flower bag, "I will find a way to deal with it, today's work is hard, and Dr. Yosano, you can clean up first."

"it is good."

Kunikida left the infirmary dragging the flower bag, and at the same time had a headache, where to find a futon for this guy.

*******

Leaving the newcomer and two colleagues behind, Edogawa ran out of the infirmary, his steps became heavy and serious.

With a solemn expression, he walked from the door of the infirmary to the end of the corridor, and held the doorknob. The detective's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to construct a perfect "solution" from his experience that was barren than the desert. ", to solve the next world-class problem he is about to face——

How to teach children?

Edogawa Ranpo, who is about to turn 19, had no experience as an "elder" or "elder" before becoming Nanako's "father".When he was at home, he was the child of his father and mother, and he only had the experience of being "taught"; when he was at school, he didn't like things like "senior and junior", so he didn't even join the club and went to the police academy I was often reprimanded for it.

After being picked up by Mr. Fukuzawa, that is, the president, there is no such problem. Anyway, everyone will support him. He only needs to solve the troubles for the idiots. As for the teaching?That kind of thing is not within the scope of a detective's work at all. He is a savior, not a teacher in an elementary school.

But it is different now.

He is Nanako's "father", a mature, stable, and reliable "adult".Dad shoulders the responsibility of teaching his children. He knows this truth without others telling him, after all, that's what his father did.

——But how to "teach" when it is said to "teach"?

He considered this question very carefully, like playing the "challenging game" that comes with snacks, concentrating and concentrating, tensing every nerve, thinking about what to use later The tone of voice, what expression, what movement, what to say to Nanako.

It should be more serious. After all, whether it is the father or Mr. Fukuzawa, they always have serious expressions when teaching him, but the tone should not be too rigid. When my mother was reasoning with him when I was a child, she always slowed down her speech and spoke in a gentle way. The voice spoke to him slowly.

After making sufficient preparations in my heart, I opened the door randomly and walked into the office area.

At a glance, there was no one in the lighted office area, but Luanbu could smell the smell of meat buns wafting in the air.At a glance, he found that his office chair had been moved from behind the desk in the middle to not far from the corner.

The corner of the wall is just in the blind spot, blocked by several desks.Luan Bu took his steps lightly, and approached there without making a sound. The closer he got, the more space was exposed in the corner of the wall in his vision.

Finally, he stopped one meter away from the corner. , looking down at the two little radish heads who were gnawing meat buns with their backs to him.

One was sitting on a small bench, and the other was sitting directly on the floor. The two little radish heads were facing the corner, each holding a big meat bun that was still steaming.

Ranbu standing behind them blocked the light.

Chewing the delicious and warm meat buns, Nanako raised her bulging cheeks, raised her small head, and met Ranpo's squinted eyes with her dark round eyes.

After chewing slowly for a few times, Nanako swallowed the meat bun with great effort, then took out a shrunken meat bun wrapped in oil paper from her bosom, and lifted the small With short hands, he lifted the meat bun to give random steps.

"Dad, eat meat buns."

As she spoke, she took another bite of half of the meat bun in her hand. There was no emotion on her small face, like a dumb doll, and the meat bun she handed to Luanbu was almost crushed into dough cake.

Gogol, who was eating meat buns next to him, also raised his head to look at Luanbu, and the little braid hanging behind his head flickered.

"……Humph!"

Ranbu grabbed the meat bun that Nanako handed him, angrily held it to his mouth and took a big bite.

——What to teach, his stupid daughter is so smart, so she doesn't need to be taught by adults like other stupid children!

The very coaxing random steps immediately forgot all the plans half a minute ago.