After becoming a chaotic daughter

Gojo Gojo, a 1.9-meter-high pillar, was gearing up, rolled up his sleeves, and weighed for a second between Nanako and Gogol, and finally picked up the two little radish heads one by one in each hand.

"Who is the pillar? Huh?" He shook the Nanako on his left hand with a look of tugging.

"Who doesn't have eyes? Huh?" He shook Gogol on his right hand again, with the words "I'm the worst" written all over his face.

Nanako's dark round eyes stared at his face calmly, her mouth was closed, she didn't say a word, she just slowly raised her short hand and stretched out a soft finger.

Puji,

poked him on the left cheek.

Gogol turned his fluffy head, looked at Nanako's movements, and stretched out a finger.

Puji,

poked him on the right cheek.

"You."/"You~"

The two little carrot heads said in unison.

With a snap, a vein protruded from Gojo Satoru's forehead.

"Smelly brat...!!" He shook the two little kids in his hand like a sieve, stretched his neck and leaned in front of the two of them, with a ferocious villain look on his face, and threatened in a low voice, "Kill you guys!" If the two brats blow up the police station again, there will be no police coming to hinder—”

With a muffled bang, an iron fist landed firmly on the top of his head. Wujo Gojo lifted a second big bag on his head, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the two children fell straight to the tiled floor. Going down, when he was about to fall, he was grabbed by the back of the neck by a pair of powerful hands, and slowly lowered to the ground.

"Give me a 1-word self-criticism if you speak in such a dangerous way again, Wujo." Putting the two radish heads back on the ground, Ye Mozheng turned his head and said to Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru: "...Shh~shh~"

He turned his face away as if nothing had happened and began to whistle, with two big bags on his head.

Standing firm, Nanako raised her head... Nanako took two steps back, then raised her head, and this time she could see the "head" of the "pillar". She stared at Gojo Satoru blankly for a while, feeling This white-haired middle school student wearing small sunglasses seemed familiar, especially the pair of small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, which made Nanako feel a familiar atmosphere.

She looked behind the "pillar".

[...No erhu. 】

Not seeing what she wanted to see, Nanako looked away in disappointment.

She scratched her head, and wanted to go around the people in front of her with Gogol and go to the vending machine outside to buy food, but she only lifted one short leg, and just picked her up." "Pillar" squatted down halfway, blocking in front of her.

Gojo Satoru was tall, even if he squatted down, he was still taller than Nanako who was just over a meter tall. He stretched out his fingers and lifted the small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes, and raised his white eyebrows. She looked Nanako up and down.

"Do you still remember me? Smelly brat." He covered Nanako's small head with his big and generous palm, took off his sunglasses with the other hand, and took out a small advertisement with an ugly layout from his pocket. , with the words "Signboard Advertisement" written on the top, several big characters in the default font of the system, I grabbed them in my hand and waved them in front of Nanako's eyes.

Nanako stared at him for a few seconds, thought for a while, she seemed to have an impression, but she didn't seem to, her eyes moved to Gojo Satoru's hand, she paused, and suddenly remembered that this "pillar" seemed to be her Met on the way home from school...

"beggar."

She said it in a statement tone without any ups and downs.

Wutiaowu: "..."

His hand on Nanako's head sank, and he rumpled her hair, ruffling her untidy black hair into a ball of fried hair, then took out the wallet from his pocket, pulled out A [-] yen bill grabbed Nanako's short hand and slapped it into her soft palm.

"I'm not a beggar." Wujo Satoru said in a tone of "I don't care at all", subtly accentuating the pronunciation of the word "no", and then stuffed the crumpled small advertisement back Nanako curled her fingers in Nanako's hand, letting her hold the money and small advertisements, and said with a "sinister" smile on the corner of her mouth, "This is for you, a kind hearted little friend reward."

He let go of Nanako, Nanako withdrew her hand, looked over the 1 yuan bill in her hand, folded it together with the small advertisement, and stuffed it into her small pocket.

Then she took out her small pocket, took out another 500 yen coin, and handed it to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru: "...Do you think I'm a beckoning cat who swallows 500 yen coins and spits out 10000 yen bills?"

【……Is not it? 】

Nanako, who gave Gojo Satoru 500 yen coins last time and received 1 yen in return today, stared blankly at him, thinking in her heart.

Xia Youjie secretly took out his mobile phone and was shooting a video aboveboard: "Pfft."

It's so funny, he must send it to Nitro to take a look. Companions should share it with each other and never hide it.

"Okay, the appointed time is almost here, stop playing, Wu." Ye Mo Zhengdao grabbed Wutiao Wu's uniform by the collar and dragged him up from the ground, "And Jie, stop shooting, it's time to go .”

"Yes." Xia Youjie responded, and before turning off the phone, he opened the conversation window of Nitro, selected the video he had just recorded, clicked confirm to send, and then put the phone back in his pocket.

Ye Mozheng dragged the cursing Gojo Satoru, and took Xia Youjie away. Nanako put the 500 yen coin back into her small pocket, and watched them enter the inquiry room not far away, then looked away. , and Gogol continued to look for the vending machine.

"Do you know him?" Gogol tilted his head, blinked his golden eyes, and looked curious.

Nanako answered him slowly: "When school was over, I saw him in the park. He was a beggar, so I gave him 500 yen...and a small advertisement for recruitment."

When she said this, she paused, then stopped suddenly, stood where she was, biting her fingers and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong?" Gogol asked.

【He is not blind. 】

Nanako frowned her small eyebrows, thinking of Gojo Satoru's big eyes that looked not only not blind but also very "juicy" she had just seen.

She is thinking about a question:

Does this count as pretending to be a blind person to scam?

*******

For the sake of the 1 yuan note, Nanako gave up her plan to call the police at the police station. She and Gogol found two vending machines outside the police station, holding a pile of bread and a few bottles. Drinks, back to the lounge.

As soon as she opened the door of the lounge, Nanako saw Luanbu sitting on the sofa after waking up, with Gogol's cloak coat on her lap, and his small cloak in her hand, half-closed her eyes, looking like Still a little sleepy, staring at the crumpled cloak in his hand.

【... I was almost suffocated to death. 】

Luanbu, who struggled to get up because of breathing difficulties, looked at the familiar cloak in his hand, and thought with lingering fear.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head, looked towards the door, and saw Nanako's little head poking in through the crack of the opened door, meeting Luanbu's gaze, her dark round eyes didn't even blink, the little His body got in through the crack of the door, holding several bags of bread in his arms, followed by Gogol holding several bottles of heavy drinks.

"Father." Nanako ran up to him, picked up a red bean bread from the bread in her arms, lifted it up, and handed it to Ranbu, "Bread."

Ranbu lowered his head and stared at her for a while, Nanako was still wearing the same school uniform as usual, her short hands and legs looked healthy, but her hair was messed up by someone He looked up at the bird's nest, with a small face turned up, no emotion could be seen in the dark pupils, and he stared blankly at him.

Fortunately, his stupid daughter is no different from usual, still alive and kicking around.

Luanbu put down the small cloak in his hand, stretched out his hand, and pinched her cheek hard, it was soft, like dough, and kneaded for a long time with a serious expression on his face, before letting go, and took Nanako The red bean bread was handed over, and Nanako was hugged on the sofa and sat down.

Gogol consciously climbed onto the sofa and sat down on the other side of Nanako. Three people, one big, two small, sat in a row on the sofa, shared bread and drinks, and began to eat.

Nanako just had lunch at school before she came to the police station. She only ate half of the pineapple bread and couldn't eat it anymore. The half of the straw was stuffed into Gogol, and then he removed the straw and inserted it into the small hole, and slowly began to suck the yogurt.

Before she finished drinking the yogurt, Luanbu and Gogol had already finished eating.She was still sipping on the straw with her head buried in her mouth, and then she stood up with random steps, shaking off the small cloak and putting it on her shoulders in a casual manner, smoothing the shirt carelessly, lifting Nanako off the sofa, and holding her little hand , leading her towards the lounge, Gogol grabbed his cloak coat and followed.

"dad."

"Ok?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and ask for some compensation."

Ranpo said casually, holding Nanako's little hand tightly.Compared with when he first came to the detective agency, both Nanako and Gogol have grown taller and gained a lot of weight, but compared to Gogol who has been able to walk around energetically in just a few months, Nanako doesn't care. Both the speed of growing tall and the speed of growing flesh have slowed down a lot, and now they are much shorter than their peers, and their small arms and legs are still so slender that they can be broken if they are not careful.

Although Gogol is only better than Nanako, this guy is always alive and kicking. The farthest time, Xie Ye caught Gogol who slipped out to play by himself on the side of Chinatown, and he looked a little more energetic It doesn't look like she was skinny a year ago. In contrast, Nanako, who does everything slowly, always seems unresponsive and not very energetic.

Ranbu can still hold her little hand completely in his own. The only difference is that her little hand has changed from a "hard little stone" to a "little soft meat ball", which is a little warmer. It's not so annoying anymore.

He led Nanako to the door of the interrogation room. The police had finished their interrogation. When he opened the door and walked in, the president was talking with Noctua Masamichi. His head was propped up on his legs and he was wandering in the sky, and the one with his head slightly lowered had a smile on his face.

Seeing that Ranbu came in with two little radish heads, Noctua Moth Zhengdao's gaze first paused on the two children whom he had just met not long ago, then he immediately realized something, and turned his head to look at Wujo Wu with a dark face.

Problem student No. [-] turned his face away, completely missed his gaze, and began to try to play dumb.

Ye Mozheng said: "...review, [-] words."

Gojo Satoru immediately put down Erlang's legs that were almost on the table, and leaned over to "sit upright".

"Is this child a victim?" Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at Nanako, his tone deeply apologetic, "It was I who failed to take good care of the students, causing this child to suffer an unreasonable disaster and be kidnapped by the Panxing Sect. I am really sorry .”

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the two students around him from left to right, slapped their heads, and pressed down hard: "Wu! Jie! Hurry up and apologize!"

Xia Youjie took advantage of the situation and bent towards Nanako, with a calm tone and a friendly smile on his face, he said, "I'm sorry, little sister Nanako."

"I'm sorry--" Gojo Satoru was forced to press his head by Noctua Masamichi, and he followed suit in a dragged tone. When he bent down, Asa Nanako made a face while other people couldn't see, but he was still sharp-eyed by Noctua Masamichi When he found out, he was hammered again by his unselfish teacher.

Nanako: "..."

She couldn't understand why this person was so keen on dying, just like she couldn't understand why she was kidnapped and imprisoned these two middle school students, so she raised her little head in confusion and looked at Ranbu.

"Father." She tugged at Luanbu's hand.

"Okay, it's time for adults to talk." Luanbu patted her little head, let go of her little hand, and drove her and Gogol out, "Children go outside to play, and Dad will take them with you later." You went home."

Nanako said "Oh", before going out, the fierce-looking uncle sitting opposite the president gave her a panda doll to play with, and Nanako went out with Gogol holding the panda doll.

As the door was closed when Nanako left, the inquiry room suddenly became quiet, as if it was divided into two spaces from the outside, and opened a chair next to the president in random steps to sit down.

On both sides of the long table, on one side sat Yamo Masamichi who was leading the two troubled students, and on the other side sat Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi who were Nanako's guardians. Without speaking first.

Finally, after a 3-minute silence, the right-minded Noctua Moth spoke first.

"This matter is indeed our problem. I am very sorry. You can raise matters related to compensation. As long as we can do it, we will definitely..."

Noctua's righteous words were interrupted.

——"Five hundred million."

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