I didn't open it in another world, I'm sure

"Dad, Yuanzi and I are going to make dinner. By the way, drinking is prohibited tonight."

"...I quit, um, even quit smoking." Nangong Xiao blinked innocently.

"..." After such a reminder, Xiaolan remembered that her idiot father had never smoked a cigarette or drank a sip of wine these days, at least not at home, which made Xiaolan feel a little depressed suddenly. Pouting his nose at Nangong Xiao, he pulled Yuanzi away from the office and walked to the residence on the third floor.

After the office door was closed, Nangong Xiao, who was leaning on the office chair, suddenly smiled to himself, not knowing what he was laughing at, and then glanced at the task interface of the system, and found that there was still no change on it, which made Nangong Akatsuki couldn't help sighing, "It seems that it is developing in the direction you least want to see. I just hope that you don't stay for three years like Maple..."

Chapter 311 Single Mission - A World Against Common Sense

In the early morning of the next day, in front of the window of Mori Kogoro's room, Nangong Xiao looked at the sweaty office workers on the street below with a surprised face.

Feeling the temperature carefully, and then double-checking with a spare mobile phone and other things that can measure the temperature, Nangong Xiao had to frown after finding that it was indeed a high temperature close to [-] degrees.

"Yesterday was already low temperature in early winter, but it turned into midsummer in just one night... Ah Wei, you can feel it too?"

"Polly, Polly, Polly!" Polly King Awei, who suddenly appeared beside Nangong Xiao, nodded quickly in response, and at the same time, his face was a little more puzzled, as if he didn't understand the change in temperature.

"That means my senses are right..." When Nangong Xiao lowered his head in thought, his ears moved slightly, but he heard movement from the kitchen outside the room.

——I guess Xiaolan got up and started making breakfast.

"Ah Wei, you go and play. Remember, you follow Xiaolan when she goes out. If you stay too far away, if your life is not in danger, you don't have to show up to save the scene. You can do whatever you want at other times."

"Polypoli!" Awei replied seriously, and then disappeared, probably going somewhere to play.

Without thinking too much, Nangong Xiao also started to change clothes.

Considering that the temperature is a bit high now, I just put on a white T-shirt and dark leisurely trousers, and when I go out, I match it with a pair of comfortable sneakers. Everything looks very low-key and natural.

If Asuna and Sayuri were here, they couldn't help complaining that this kind of dress was not very popular at the end of the [-]th century, and it would definitely look more prominent when worn this way.

After changing her clothes, Nangong Xiao left the room. When she went to the bathroom and passed the kitchen, Nangong Xiao said to Xiaolan in the kitchen, "Xiaolan, it's a bit hot today... By the way, you It seems a bit late to get up, it's already this time."

Wearing an apron, Xiao Lan poked her head out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "It's summer vacation, it's normal to be a little hotter. As for why today is a little late, I'm sorry Dad, it's rare that the summer vacation starts today, so I'm lazy Get some sleep, hee hee."

"Oh, no need to apologize, you have worked hard on weekdays, how about I come for breakfast in the future? I am very sorry for my cooking skills..."

"Dad, I didn't work hard at all, I promise, and I swear! So, dad is still forbidden to enter the kitchen!" Xiaolan said quickly and firmly, and at the same time made an 'X' to Nangong Xiao with the spoon and pan in her hand. '.

"Okay, I got it." Nangong Xiao was disappointed on the surface, and the real heart was gradually rippling, because if there was no problem with his memory, he had looked at the calendar when the police department, Conan and Dr. Ali visited successively yesterday. , It is determined to be November 7, Heisei 11!

Puzzled in his heart, Nangong Xiao saw Xiaolan smiled, and happily prepared to go back to the kitchen, and asked again, "Xiaolan, did the Mumu police department come here yesterday? By the way, Dr. Ali also Have you been here?"

"Yeah, why did you ask this suddenly? Could it be that Dad forgot after sleeping? Or maybe he hasn't woken up yet?"

"Oh, I'm a little confused." Nangong Xiao yawned and responded.

"Then dad can go back and sleep for a while, I'm free today, wait until... well, how about calling you after ten o'clock?"

"No need, I'm all up, and I can't fall asleep even if I want to sleep...By the way, Xiaolan, it was so cold yesterday, and today it suddenly became so hot again, don't you think it's strange at all?"

"What's so strange about that? Isn't it always like this?"

"It's been...Yesterday, it was already November, but today is the first day of summer vacation. It's really troublesome." Nangong Xiao still continued to test.

"Yeah, I already took out my daily necessities for winter, but now I have to take them back. Fortunately, I'm free today, otherwise it would be a real headache." Xiaolan nodded in agreement, that plainness, just like today's In the morning, I was supposed to eat white rice, but I just wanted to eat bread on the spur of the moment, so indifferent to the extreme.

But in Nangong Xiao's ears, it seemed particularly awkward.

I couldn't help but frowned, and asked, "Xiaolan...you don't find it strange that the date has changed suddenly?"

"What's so strange about this, it's always been like this." Faced with her father's confusion, Xiaolan was rather surprised.

"Always... how do you schedule it? For example, last night I made an appointment with Yuanzi to go to interview with her parents next weekend. The date has changed. When should I go?"

"Of course it's next weekend, the order of the week remains the same... Dad, you should go back to sleep for a while, this kind of common sense is confusing."

"Common sense...is it..." Nangong Xiao pushed the plain mirror on the bridge of his nose, observed carefully, and found that Xiaolan didn't seem to be talking nonsense, and couldn't help complaining in his heart-this is such an absurd setting ?This world is too strange, right?

Immediately, a thought popped up in Nangong Xiao's mind - the original manga began in 94 and was serialized in 0202. It lasted for more than [-] years, with nearly a hundred volumes before and after, and nearly a thousand episodes of animation, not to mention the theatrical version, Special chapters and the like, but the annual festivals such as Christmas and Valentine's Day in the main drama do not know how many times, but Xiaolan and others are still sophomores at Didan High School, which shows how chaotic the timeline is.

However, because it is an entertainment work, [-]% of the reasoning cases in it can be distinguished from the main timeline and belong to a separate theater.

But the current situation in this world seems to be a bit special. It seems that all the content of the original work should be accommodated, which makes the timeline difficult to be logically consistent in reality, and finally turned into the current result?

Or is there a deeper logic?

Especially Xiaolan's reaction, this cognition of taking the abnormality for granted, as if there is a big invisible hand controlling the operation of the whole world.

However, Nangong Xiao himself and Polly King Awei were not affected, presumably it was due to the blessing of the system.

Or, this 'big hand' is the system...

"dad?"

Seeing that Nangong Xiao hadn't spoken for a long time, Xiaolan called out worriedly.

"It's okay." Nangong Xiao shook his head and said, "I'll go wash up first, sober up."

Seeing her father bowed his head into the bathroom with a pensive look on his face, Xiaolan also felt strange, why would her father care about such a routine thing?

Feeling puzzled, Xiao Lan went back to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast...

......

After the two of 'father and daughter' enjoyed a fairly sumptuous breakfast quietly, Nangong Xiao sat on the sofa and watched TV news, while Xiaolan who was clearing the dining table suddenly said, "Dad, aren't you going to be with me next weekend? Will Yuanzi's parents meet, and when the time comes, can you bring me with you?"

"Yes, or in other words, Yuanzi will not leave you behind."

"Really not?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing~~" Xiaolan blinked, but said in other words, "Although I don't know what you and the Yuanzi family are cooperating with, Dad, it should have nothing to do with the detective agency... In other words, Dad doesn't intend to change careers, does he?"

"Oh? Why do you have such an idea?" Nangong Xiao also looked away from the TV screen and looked at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan thought for a while before saying, "Well, I always feel that my father has become less concerned about the case these days. Like now, but watching the International Minsheng Economic Channel, if it was before , will definitely pay attention to news about the rule of law.”

"I just feel that doing the same thing all the time is a bit boring, so I just change my way of life." Nangong Xiao said.

"It's also..."

"Isn't that a good change?"

"No, I think the current father is very good. He quit smoking and drinking, lives a self-disciplined life, and is positive. Mmm, mom will be very happy to know."

"Really..." Speaking of Fei Yingli, Nangong Xiao always felt that it was a trouble, so in other words, "If I really change careers, what does Xiaolan think?"

"Well, how should I put it, I think that if there is a more suitable job, it is actually a good thing to change careers. After all, detectives and the like will always deal with some not-so-good things, and sometimes they will even feel helpless by those criminals. The villain holds grudges in his heart. I remember reading a similar news report before, saying that a criminal used cruel means to revenge the detective who sent him to prison after serving his sentence. Dad also knew about this. It caused quite a stir at the time.”

"Yes, you are right, the detective industry is relatively dangerous." Nangong Xiao echoed.

Nangong Xiao didn't know about the criminal's retaliation against the detective that Xiaolan said. After all, the memory information of "Maori Kogoro" is not complete, only some key personal connections, relatively general living habits, and a brief identity basis Information, other than that, there is no other redundant memory information.

Hearing this, Xiao Lan paused for a moment, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

And Nangong Xiao said at this time, "By the way, Xiaolan, I plan to take over the Polo Coffee Shop downstairs. I met Mr. Kishimoto downstairs two days ago (the original book did not mention the name of the owner of the shop, so I made a fool of myself. During the chat, he mentioned that he had the idea of ​​changing hands of the store, it seemed that he wanted to change careers, saying that he wanted to wholeheartedly pursue his childhood dream of comics.

You said, how about I turn my detective career into a part-time job in the future, or just give up and become the owner of a coffee shop? "

"..."

"Xiao Lan?"

"Ah... oh, the owner of the coffee shop, this is not bad, especially the house belongs to our family, and even the rent is saved. As long as we manage it well, it should be fine. Well, this is safer than being a detective There are too many of them." Xiaolan responded quickly after recovering, but soon became a little distressed, "Dad, the transfer of the store should not be cheap, right? Our deposit..."

"Don't worry about that, I have already paid for the money to take over the store."

"Oh? Could it be that the generous client settled the final payment?" Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and she looked over expectantly.

Chapter 312 Single Mission - The Strange 'Zero Seven'

"Yes." Nangong Xiao smiled and nodded.

Xiaolan asked with some expectation, "How many?"

"There are more than 4000 million." Nangong Xiao still reduced one digit to answer. After all, if there are too many, it will be very troublesome to explain.

"so much?!"

But even if it decreased by one digit, Xiaolan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I did that client a great favor and deserved the reward."

"What did Dad help? The other party is willing to pay such an exaggerated reward?"

"It is stated in the contract that no rumors are allowed. Well, after all, it is not an honorable matter. It is a family scandal, so Xiaolan should not inquire about it. As long as you know that the money came legally and reasonably, and you have paid taxes, you can rest assured Just use it."

"That's it..." Xiaolan didn't ask the question, but said, "With this income, we can indeed consider taking over the Polo Coffee Shop, and our living expenses will be much easier...etc. ! Dad, don't just use the money to bet on the horses in a flash of your head!"

"Don't worry, I not only quit smoking and drinking, but also quit gambling. Of course, if you don't worry, the money can be handed over to you for safekeeping."

"Since Dad said so... Forget it, Dad should keep it by himself, otherwise it will be very inconvenient when you need to spend money. But, Dad, you have to remember what you said~"

"Well, I'll remember."

"That's good." Xiaolan smiled, cleared the table in twos and twos, and Xiaolan went into the kitchen.

Nangong Xiao continued to watch the international economic news.

After a while, seeing that it was getting late, Nangong Xiao planned to go downstairs to open the door for business. After all, he is still the head of the Maori Detective Agency, and he still has to be a monk for a day before he really changes careers.

Besides, it is said that it is open for business, but it is actually sitting in it or doing its own things.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to contact the case, and Conan doesn't live here like the original drama, basically no cases will come to his door, at least, it was like this a few days ago.

But just as Nangong Xiao was walking towards the porch, Xiao Lan came out of the kitchen, but what puzzled Nangong Xiao was that Xiao Lan's eyes were a little red, as if she had cried.

Nangong Xiao also asked softly with concern, "What's wrong?"

"When I was tidying up the cabinets just now, my eyes were smudged by the smoke." Xiaolan said a little puzzled.

"Oh? Are you okay? Let me see."

"I've already dealt with it, well, don't bother Dad, by the way, Dad, it's already this time, you'd better go downstairs quickly. Work~work~~"

As she spoke, Xiaolan pushed Nangong Xiao outside.

Nangong Xiao didn't say anything. After nodding, she changed into her shoes, and under Xiaolan's watchful eye, she left home to go to work—in other words, it was just going downstairs. Is it necessary to be so formal?

Can't help complaining in his heart, Nangong Xiao went down to the second floor, opened the door of the office, walked behind the desk, sat on the office chair, took out his laptop, and went to write the code by himself.

There is no way, the entrustment cannot come to the door, Nangong Xiao is still very free.

However, Nangong Xiao is not only writing codes, he is doing two things with one mind, and starts to think about the next action.

Now the clubs and organizations in the Tokyo area are basically 'managed'. When necessary, they can use profit or force at any time to make those gangsters become Nangong Xiao's eyes and ears in the Tokyo area.

If possible, he would like to spread similar "eyes and ears" all over the world. After all, it is not clear how the intruders mentioned by the system will appear, and what identity and form will they be active in this world, let alone whether the system will locate them. For those intruders, in this case, it is still beneficial to have more 'eyes and ears', but the amount of work is a bit large...

Just when Nangong Xiao was thinking about how to improve the efficiency of expanding the "eyes and ears", suddenly, a system prompt sounded "Ding Dong~" in his mind, and at the same time, a small interface for system prompt information appeared in front of him.

【warn!Please stop this large-scale interference in the current world. Once the variable is too large, it is easy to be detected by the existence behind the intruder. Once detected, the system will judge the mission to fail. 】

Nangong Xiao's mind was concentrated, and the smile that he thought was the mission was finally about to start disappeared instantly. At the same time, a thought popped up in his mind - the system, is it paying attention to me? !

[Yes, little brother. 】

"..." Nangong Xiao narrowed his eyes, thinking in his heart, 'What is the limit of this variable?Also, what should I call you?System wizard?Creator or user of the system?Or is it the system itself? '

After waiting quietly for several minutes, no new prompt interface popped up in front of Nangong Xiao. Nangong Xiao was puzzled, but with the mentality of trying, he opened his mouth directly, repeated the previous question in a low voice, and then almost blinked. Suddenly, a prompt interface appeared in front of him again.

[The boundary of the variable is very simple. The key characters who promote the plot cannot be killed in advance. The more the original book is, the more it cannot die early.You can't do things like integrating the global underworld that will generate exponential variables.If your cooperation with Suzuki Sonoko stops here, that's fine.But once you get to the front, because of the criticality of the character 'Kogoro Mori', the variables also grow exponentially.Other than that, there are no other restrictions. 】

"I understand." Nangong Xiao nodded, but there was some doubt in his heart. He paused, but asked directly, "Can't you perceive my thoughts?"

[If you are willing to let go of your thinking, I can perceive your thoughts. 】

"No wonder... You guessed what I would do next, so you gave the warning?"

【Yes. 】

"It seems that they have been observing me... What can I do for you to observe for a long time?"

【This is prohibited~】

"I've seen "Suzumiya", don't tell me, you are Mikuru Asahina, right?"

[Of course not, I just won’t tell you anyway. 】

"...Well, you haven't answered me yet, what kind of existence are you?"

After asking this question, this strange existence that conveyed information through the system prompt interface no longer replied in seconds, and there was no response at all, as if it was disconnected.