On January 12, late at night, a small park near Wuchome. "Ke*le*yan*love*shot*shot*shot()"

Listening to Lan's sad words and feeling the tears that had just lost their warmth, Conan finally couldn't help it.

However, "Lan!" Just as Conan couldn't help but want to shout, "Cough!" someone behind him signaled.

"Who?" Hearing the sound that was almost pressed behind him, the two were shocked. Lan even made a move and hit him with one elbow. But just after he exceeded his body line, he felt a little numb, and then he couldn't use his strength, and then he was pinched in his hand. So Lan instinctively thought of kicking back and letting the man change his position so that he could prepare for the next attack. However, at this time, the person behind him pressed on her shoulder first. "No!" Lan shouted in her heart, immediately letting Conan go, and he sent him a few steps aside so that he could keep a distance from this side. But just when she wanted to attack again, she suddenly found that the left hand on her shoulder was not exerted force, and the hand looked very familiar, and the fragrance on her hand was also very familiar. Then she felt that the sound just now was even more familiar, so she stopped immediately and looked, "Auntie Miko!"

It was Miyamoto Miko who appeared. She let go of her hand and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect that Ran was just saying hello to me like this. It really made me sad."

"Aunt Miko!" Lan rubbed her numb arms and looked at Conan again, confirming that he was fine, and then asked in surprise: "Aunt Miko, it's so late, why are you here?"

Miyamoto Miko looked at Ran, then looked at Conan, and joked to Ran, "Why are you allowed to bring people here to express your affection? I'm not allowed to pass by here?"

"Aunt Miko!" Lan immediately raised her tone and yelled unyieldingly while wiping her eyes and cheeks, "What does it mean to express love? Conan is only six years old." Conan twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"Why, I want me to leave," Miko Miyamoto smiled, "If I hadn't heard someone say so miserable or saw someone crying so sadly, I wouldn't have wanted to come over. I would have wanted to go back and take a bath earlier."

"I'm crying." Lan Qiang, who had wiped his tears, said.

"Oh, since that's the case, I'll leave." Miko Miyamoto said and turned around and left, but when Lan was about to say goodbye to her, she heard Miyamoto's voice coming, "I originally wanted to tell her the truth, since I don't want to listen, then forget it." Lan was stunned. Conan felt a toothache when he heard it. There was no way, so Lan had to chase after him, "Wait, Aunt Miko," and then stopped Miyamoto, "Aunt Miko, what did you say just now?"

"Me?" Miko Miyamoto thought for a moment, and then said seriously, "I have nothing to say."

"Didn't you say you want to tell me the truth or something?" Lan asked with a gaze.

"Is there any?" Miyamoto Miko thought for a while before saying, "Oh, that, I remember what I said was that I wanted to go back and take a soak, but unfortunately no one can help."

"I..." Lan was so angry that she couldn't speak. Conan's teeth hurt even more. She wanted Lan to help her rub her back.

"Forget it," Miko Miyamoto said with a smile again, "For the sake of how sad you just cried, I won't tease you today," he said, looking around, pointing to a bench in the park, and said, "Come on, let's go there and sit there."

Miyamoto held Ran's hand and took Conan to the front of the bench. Conan immediately sat on the edge, and then stood up embarrassedly under Miyamoto's gaze. But he felt a little strange. He had stopped for a while. They should have sat down. "Remember in the future, ladies are preferred," Miyamoto said while taking out a handkerchief, spread it open, and put it on the chair. Then she sat down, and said, "Otherwise, it won't be favored by girls." Conan was so embarrassed that he finally knew the reason. It turned out that he was using a handkerchief. Conan felt too unfair. After all, Ran had never paid attention to this, and he sat down directly.

Lan also followed suit, took out her handkerchief and sat down, then hurriedly asked again: "Aunt Miko, can you say it now. (The full text novel is updated the fastest)"

"Okay, okay," Miko Miyamoto hugged Randy's shoulder, asked her to lean her head on her shoulder, and said softly, "Come on, let me tell my aunt about the reason why you blame your father."

So Ranhara told Miyamoto Miko about the children tonight, "Dad, he never cared about me, he never asked me how I was in school, if anything happened, when I came back tonight, no matter how late he didn't ask me where I went, what happened, he..."

Lan became sadder the more she said it. When she was about to cry again, she suddenly felt Aunt Miko's shoulders trembling. Lan thought that Aunt Miko was sympathizing with her and was crying with her. She was about to talk to comfort Aunt Miko, but who knew that Aunt Miko actually laughed. This made Lan very angry for a moment, and sat up straight and asked, "What's so funny about this?"

"Ha... OK, OK, I won't laugh," Miko Miyamoto said with a stern face, but it still didn't stop. "Puff, ha... it's so funny," then seeing Ran stand up in anger, Miyamoto said hurriedly, "I'm laughing at your father's wrong." One sentence attracted the attention of Ran who wanted to leave. Ran asked, "Injustice, what does this mean?" As he said that, he sat down again, shook Miko Miyamoto's arm and said, "Auntie Miko, please tell me quickly."

"Ha..." Miko Miyamoto laughed a few more times before saying, "Do you remember when you just learned karate, one day you went to participate in a club event and didn't go home very late?"

"I remember, the coach took us to watch the competition in the afternoon, and then when we came back in the evening, seeing that we were in a high mood, we made up for the daytime training. I asked myself to increase the amount. At first, the coach was afraid that I could not stand it, but he refused to let it go. Later, after testing it, he agreed, but he still stayed with me." Speaking of this, Lan said strangely, "I told my father that day, I said I would go back late, so my father didn't ask. It's normal. I didn't blame my father for this matter."

"Then do you remember how your father talked to you when you came home?" Miko Miyamoto asked with a laugh.

"I think about it," Lan said as she thought, "It was already very late at that time, and I was very tired. When I came back, he was watching TV in the office. I said to my dad, 'I'm back', dad said, 'Oh, the bath water is ready, you go and go to bed first, I have more than half an episode' and then I went up." Then I asked, "What's the problem?"

"What then?" Miko Miyamoto continued to ask with a smile, "What about the next day and the third day?"

"I didn't see anyone the next morning. He came back late at night, and it seemed like he was drinking with someone," Lan continued. "Nothing happened on the third day, and it was too long, I don't remember it." Then he said softly: "Aunt Miko, just talk quickly."

"Since you remember so much, there must be some special reason, right?" Miko Miyamoto asked back.

"Well," Lan nodded and said, "That was my first time to watch a karate competition. The next day, my father didn't know what he ate that night, and he was allergic. On the third morning, he woke up and had a large piece of his right eye. It was a rare food allergy for him. When he asked him what he ate, he said he didn't remember it, so I still remember some of these clearly." Then he asked in surprise: "What's wrong with this?"

"He is indeed allergic," Miko Miyamoto said with a smile, "but it's not food allergies, but anxiety and allergies to her daughter." Seeing that Ran didn't understand what she said, Miko Miyamoto explained, "That night, Maori was drinking at my place. After drinking for a while, he started to restless. This is a rare thing, so I went over to find out, see if there was something, and wanted to help, but he didn't know that he was worried because he had been a long time ago and hadn't seen his daughter come back. I realized that he was sitting outside. Then, after a while, he left. I thought he should have gone to find you. Later, when I cleaned the table, I found that he had only opened a few bottles of wine, which was something I had never seen before, so I remember so clearly."

"I didn't see him." Lan asked in confusion. Conan had already started to laugh. He recalled what happened at that time and thought of a situation, which was really funny.

"About an hour later, he came back, but he didn't come to drink again, but hurried home. He didn't know what happened, but I happened to find that his right eye was swollen." Miko Miyamoto continued.

"Ah?" Lan Da was shocked.

"The next day, I heard a rumor that last night, there was a quirky voyeur who was in Mihua Primary School. However, this person was not very lucky and actually came to the female Karate Department. So he was scolded by the coach of the Karate Department who had not returned yet." Miko Miyamoto said while laughing.

"Ah?" Lan Da shouted incrediblely, "How could this be the case." She remembered that the coach did shout "Who?" that night and then chased him out, but he came back in a while. And there seemed to be such a rumor at that time, and it was still what Yuanzi said, but how could it be his father?

"Ha..." Miko Miko laughed, "I guessed that it must have been discovered by your coach when Maori was looking at you. Then Maori was embarrassed to be known, so she was ready to wait for the coach to come and explain it clearly. Who knew that the coach ran over and punched him without saying a word, and did not give Maori a chance to speak at all. At that time, Maori should have blocked the coach's punch first, and then was about to speak, so he could explain it clearly. When he relaxed for a while, he was stolen by the coach and hit his right eye. Then the two of them might have passed a few more moves, or Maori ran away directly."

"Puff," Lan himself laughed, thinking about the scene that night, and then said, "It should have just run away. The coach came back soon and there was no fight on his body."

"You will know when you come here." Miko Miyamoto said with a smile, "Watching TV in the office should not let you see his right eye. The next day, I should have found a place to reduce the swelling and avoid you. On the third day, after the swelling was not visible, I told you that I was allergic, so I hid it."

"Yeah!" Lan nodded, then said, "Why is he like this?"

"What else can you do," Miko Miyamoto said with a smile, "I'm shy, sorry, and I'll just be willing to pay attention to my face at the same time."

"This seems to be like this." Rant said while raising his chin, then asked, "Why did Dad never ask why I went home late, what did I do in school?"

"Ran, do you remember that you went home many times late?" Miko Miyamoto asked back.

"I have been there many times, including club activities, going out shopping, going out to watch movies, and going out to play," Lan replied.

Miko Miko said, "I won't talk about participating in the club activities. That time you went home very late because of the club activities. There was nothing that worries him at other times. As for going out tonight..."

Lan interrupted, "Why, I was only in my teens at that time? I left alone at night, didn't he worry?"

Miko Miko laughed and said, "Have you forgotten the blessing of our stupid daughter. In those years, from our family to our school, the public security in a large area was the best, and this matter was even in the newspaper. At that time, especially for girls who were about the same age as her and who were wearing the same school uniform, those people were not able to hide, so how could there be danger?"

Conan nodded. He felt that Miko Miyamoto was too modest. Even if Miyako no longer came out now, the public security is not bad now. Now Miyako's influence is not just the school scope. In recent years, it has expanded to almost the entire Miyama Town. Now, in addition to some adults, there are also some traitors, and other bad boys and gangsters, most of them have been "been treated as good" or are on the way to "been treated as good".

"Ah!" Lan obviously forgot, because she was right by her side, so she didn't take it to heart. She felt a little embarrassed at this time. She was wrong about her father.

"I figured it out. At that time, he didn't need to worry at all. As for going out shopping, watching movies, and playing at night," Miko Miyamoto thought about it and continued to explain, "In the beginning, it was a doctor, my mother, and Shinchi's mother, right? Is there Shinchi's mother here? Well, the mother of the Sonako rarely comes out. With us here, what's the point of worrying about your father? As for when you get older and you can go by yourself, this is the growth process that everyone has to go through. You can't let you go just because you are worried. Therefore, as long as you tell me the time and place you want to go, as long as it is not too much, your father will let you go. And whether you are participating in club activities or going out, you are not very late. When it's too late, it doesn't give your father the chance to worry about something unexpected, so even if he is worried, he will not be discovered."

"It's true." Lan thought carefully and replied.

"Oh, by the way," Miko Miyamoto looked at Ran again and said, "There is another time when you went to the movie alone with Shinichi at night. It was only ten minutes late that your father went out to find you. Later, he came back after you came back." Conan felt a toothache again when he heard it.

"Aunt Miko!" Lan shouted embarrassedly, and immediately changed the subject, "Why didn't he ask what I've done in school?"

"No need to ask those," Miko Miyamoto smiled, "Your father can't find out anything with the big speaker of Sonoko and the small microphone of Miyako." Then he sighed, "To be honest, Miyako will become a small microphone, and your father has made a lot of contributions."

"Then, why didn't he ask that time?" Lan asked back with some disbelief.

Miko Miko laughed and said, "God knows that something happens when you catch hide-and-seek in school, and you are all back. Of course, your father is too lazy to ask just by understanding the general content. You keep this kind of thing in your heart, who knows?"

"Oh, so that's how it is." Lan understood. It turned out that her father didn't care about her, but that her way of caring was misunderstood.

Thinking about what Lan said just now, Miyamoto Miko held Lan in her arms again, touching Lan's hair, and said, "Lan is a very good kid. At that time, she would buy vegetables and cook for her father. After dinner at my place in the evening, she had to go back to clean up the messy home and office that was made by your stupid father. How could he have so much time to go out and play? Later, she even managed the house inside and out in an orderly manner and was not inferior to others at all. Your mother said you were more capable than her. How could your father not care about such a good daughter?"

"Mom..." Lan murmured.

"If you think about it, go find her," Miko Miyamoto continued, "She lives not far away, just go there. If it really doesn't work, just say I sent you there, and no matter how busy she is, she will receive you."

"Yeah!" Lan replied in a low voice.

Miyamoto Miko was like this, quietly hugging Lan. After a while, "Ah Yell" and Conan couldn't help sneezing. Miyamoto Miyamoto patted Lan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, okay. Let's go, let's stay and catch a cold if you're going to stay."

"Okay!" Lan said shyly.

On the way back, Miko Miyamoto asked again: "Are you thinking about Shinichi just now?" Conan and Ran suddenly became energetic.

"Ah, Aunt Miko, do you know where Shinichi is?" Lan asked hurriedly.

"He seems to have gone abroad," Miko Miyamoto thought for a while and said, "The report Yamazaki asked for a check came to the evening. He was invited away and temporarily lost contact. But there should be news soon, so you don't have to worry." Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can I go and see that report?" Lan asked carefully.
Chapter completed!