Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Kitahara did not notice the hostile gaze from Conan, and he had already exchanged the contact information between the two people.

“Trouble you, Officer Kitahara.”

Looking at the extra contacts on his phone, Mao Lilan pursed his lips and revealed a light smile, and said in a crisp and pleasant voice.

After all, he asked for it for Suzuki Sonoko, and for a stranger who was not very familiar, there was nothing wrong with Kitahara even if he directly refused.

“It’s nothing, it’s just a trifle.”

Kitahara closed the screen of his mobile phone and said a little lazily.

Anyway, it’s just a contact information, and I just added two new female high school students to my contacts.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that my contacts are all female high school students except Machida Enko!

At this time, Mao Lilan’s beautiful eyes on the opposite side inadvertently swept over his mobile phone, and his eyes flashed slightly.

That pink rabbit pendant is so cute….

Does Officer Kitahara still have this hobby?

She couldn’t help but think in her heart.

“Then I’ll go first, and Miss Maori will hurry back.”

After putting his phone away, Kitahara waved his hand at her and turned to leave the museum.

After getting into his car, he took out a cigarette in his pocket and replaced the lollipop in his mouth.

So, it’s time to go to a convenience store and buy ingredients for dinner.

Kitahara Shun, who had already greeted Twilight in advance, thought as he drove out of the Medieval Art Museum in his car.

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Six o’clock in the afternoon.

It was getting dark, and the street lamps on both sides of the street were dimly lit.

Inside a convenience store in Yonehanamachi.

Kitahara picked up a box of high-grade wagyu beef from the top of the counter, and without even looking at the price, he threw it into the shopping basket.

He is not as poor as he was when he arrived a year ago, living in a dilapidated apartment every day and eating carefully.

Since the publication of the copied Suqing, Kitahara has hardly lacked money.

After all, it is the third most sold light novel of the year, and the money earned is enough for him to eat for a lifetime.

Not to mention that he still receives a monthly salary from the Metropolitan Police Department.

“After the ingredients are purchased, I will buy some high-grade cat food for Xiaomi.”

Xiao Dora is really obsessed with Xiaomi.

Kitahara remembered Doraemon’s request before going out, raised his eyebrows, and then walked in the direction of the pet area.

And yet——

Wouldn’t that be… Kitahara San, right?

As the automatic door of the convenience store opened, Miwako Sato, who had taken a shopping basket from the front desk, had just entered the shopping area when she saw the familiar figure approaching.

She thought with some uncertainty.

“Good evening, Sato-senpai.”

Looking at the woman with short hair and some heroic posture in front of him, Beiyuan Xun was slightly stunned, and then waved his hand to say hello.

It’s really Kitahara.

“Good evening, I didn’t expect to meet you at the convenience store.”

Miwako Sato responded with a smile.

Then she seemed to remember something, and her eyes gradually brightened.

“Just now, I heard from the Twilight Police Department that you solved another homicide case this afternoon, and it’s really powerful, Beiyuan!”

Miwako Sato showed a hearty smile and couldn’t help but praise.

“It’s just a little luck, and the modus operandi of the murderer encountered is not rigorous.”

Kitahara shook his head and said.

After all, Curator Ochiai didn’t mean to deal with the armor at all, so he directly grasped the powerful physical evidence.

As for reasoning?

Please, with enough evidence to be able to arrest people, what else is the reasoning?

“It’s too modest, it’s okay to be called luck once or twice, but you can find the murderer accurately in three consecutive cases.”

Miwako Sato smiled and patted him on the shoulder and spoke.

Since she began to participate in the case with this newcomer who is also a police department.

Every time, he was able to find the truth of the case accurately, which is not explained by luck.

“It is mainly the case that Chiba and the police department solved together… Is Sato-senpai also coming to buy the ingredients that need to be prepared for dinner? ”

Kitahara looked at the shopping basket in her hand, which was already filled with a lot of vegetables, so she changed the topic and asked.

If he continued to talk on this topic, he estimated that Miwako Sato would be able to talk to him for a long time.

“yes… My mother suddenly said she wanted to eat sukiyaki, so she called me out to buy ingredients. ”

Miwako Sato said a little helplessly.

Obviously I finally finished the day’s work, and I was called out again after I returned home and sat down for five minutes.

It’s so torturous.

After complaining a little, Miwako Sato looked at him curiously and said, “So, you also came out to buy ingredients…”

“Well, I just finished buying it and I’m now going to buy some cat food.”

Kitahara nodded and said with a chuckle.

Cat food?

“I really envy, I also want to have a cat, but unfortunately the home is an apartment, and my mother does not allow me to raise it.”

Mentioning the cat, Miwako Sato’s purple eyes lit up, and said with a slight pout: “What else do you say that you can’t even take care of yourself, and what pets you have.” ”

Sato-senpai’s appearance… It’s pretty cute.

Looking at Miwako Sato, who had a face full of unbroken faces, Kitahara thought subconsciously.

Obviously he is twenty-eight years old, but he still looks like a child.

“It always feels like you’re thinking about something rude!”

Sensing Kitahara’s gaze, Miwako Sato’s body pressed forward slightly, half-squinting at him.

“Miss Sato is my most respected senior, how could she think of something rude.”

Kitahara shook his head and couldn’t help but take a step back and said softly.

“I’m just wondering if I want to invite Sato-senpai to visit my house.”

“My cat still plays basketball, do you want to come and see it?”

“Clams?”

Miwako Sato couldn’t help but give him a blank look, and said a little speechlessly: “How can there be a cat who can play basketball, even if it is a lie to a girl, you have to think of a better reason.” ”

No, you’re not a girl anymore at your age.

Kitahara thought silently in his heart.

He didn’t dare to say this, and he was afraid that he would be punished by an iron fist if he said it.

But – his cat really plays basketball.

After all, it is a robot cat from the twenty-second century.

(Ask for flowers, ask for a monthly pass-)