"Mm, that makes sense,"
Little Fox nodded, then muttered, "And you left something out. You acted like you knew him very well just now. Not only did you know what he liked to eat, but you even knew the people around him very well. That was also a warning to him, right? Telling him, 'Kid, don't play tricks. If you dare to pocket my money, don't blame me for selling your childhood friend to a brothel.' Isn't that what you meant?"
"It seems I'll have to restrict your TV watching in the future. Look at the nonsense you're coming up with. Even if that guy did pocket my money, I wouldn't do something like that."
Mu Tianyuan turned his head to look at Little Fox, exasperated. What TV show has this guy been watching recently? How did he come up with lines like that? Little Fox twitched her ears, completely ignoring Mu Tianyuan. Instead, she looked at Mu Tianyuan seriously and said, "Although what you said seems reasonable, if he really pockets our money and runs off, what do you plan to do?"
"In that case, he better pack his whole house and take it with him. Otherwise, I'll bring a moving company to take over his property."
Mu Tianyuan answered without thinking. Mu Tianyuan believed Kaito wouldn't be that foolish, to offend someone who seemed to know him very well, all for a few hundred million yen.
That evening, after having dinner at home, Mu Tianyuan ambled over to Uncle Mouri's house for a visit. Upon entering, Mu Tianyuan was immediately drawn to Uncle Mouri's bent office desk. Mu Tianyuan immediately asked curiously, "Uncle Mouri, what happened to your desk? Uh, and why is there a fist print on it?"
"It's all that Ran's fault."
Uncle Mouri, sitting behind the desk, replied irritably. Hearing this, Mu Tianyuan immediately asked in surprise, "Ran! Uncle Mouri, you're saying Ran did that to this desk?!"
"Yeah,"
Uncle Mouri nodded helplessly. Then, before Mu Tianyuan could ask, he roughly explained what happened. This afternoon, Ran wanted to drag Uncle Mouri and Conan to visit the Medieval Art Museum. But Conan and Uncle Mouri had absolutely no interest in it. Even when Ran mentioned that the Medieval Art Museum had a moving armor, both of them weren't interested. They even mocked Ran,
saying that it was clearly a trick to attract customers, and Ran actually fell for it. Conan even stated that it was just to fool kids. Then Uncle Mouri and Conan decided to ignore Ran. Then... after Ran punched the poor desk into a deformed state, Uncle Mouri and Conan happily agreed to Ran's request... Darn it, that desk was almost a Transformer, how could they dare not agree! After explaining all this, Uncle Mouri still looked depressed and told Mu Tianyuan, "I should have never let her learn Karate."
How cute my Ran used to be! Darn it, ever since she learned Karate, her danger level has been getting higher and higher! Karate has ruined my precious daughter! "Hehe..."
Hearing Uncle Mouri's words, Mu Tianyuan and Little Fox exchanged glances. Then, both man and fox spoke simultaneously via their private line: "So dangerous!"
Boss Ran, who unleashes her skills at the drop of a hat, is truly domineering... Then Mu Tianyuan chuckled awkwardly, looking at Uncle Mouri, "I didn't realize Ran could be so willful, huh..."
"Yeah..."
Hearing Mu Tianyuan's words, Uncle Mouri replied with a melancholy expression. His Ran used to be so... not like this. Back then, Ran was virtuous and gentle, never willful. But what had gotten into his precious daughter this time? She suddenly had an artistic bug, and even whimsically suggested visiting some art museum. What was so good about that shabby place? Could there be beautiful women to look at?!
And based on his experience, he was sure that such a pretentious art museum definitely wouldn't have those... bold, avant-garde paintings of naked women. Without such works, how could he condemn them with critical eyes! Although Mu Tianyuan didn't know what Uncle Mouri was thinking, at this moment, he looked at Uncle Mouri with sympathy. Given Mu Tianyuan's understanding of... Uncle Mouri, appreciating those...
'arts' would definitely be a torture for him! And Uncle Mouri gnashed his teeth at this moment and said, "Who told Ran about this, damn it? It made me waste my work time going to visit some art museum. I was planning to watch Yoko's videotape, but now all my plans are ruined!"
"Uh, Sonoko told Ran about it."
Mu Tianyuan immediately sold out Sonoko. Mu Tianyuan wouldn't admit that although Sonoko told Ran the news, he was the one who suggested Ran take Uncle Mouri and Conan with her. Otherwise, Mu Tianyuan felt he would be buried alive by Uncle Mouri's resentment... "That... Young Lady Sonoko, I knew it. No one else would spread such boring gossip besides... her."
Hearing Mu Tianyuan's words, Uncle Mouri believed him without thinking. Sonoko was also Ran's childhood friend. She had played with Ran since Ran was in... kindergarten. It could be said that Uncle Mouri had watched Sonoko grow up. He also knew Sonoko's gossipy personality very well. So, at this moment, when Mu Tianyuan sold out Sonoko, Uncle Mouri didn't doubt for a second that Sonoko was... the culprit who caused him to be unable to enjoy Yoko's videotape.
Mu Tianyuan, who had sold out Sonoko, now looked sympathetically at Uncle Mouri and said, "Uncle, I wish you all a fun time tomorrow."
As soon as Mu Tianyuan's words fell, he saw Uncle Mouri suddenly look at him and say, "Oh, by the way, will you come with us tomorrow afternoon?"
"Me?"
Hearing Uncle Mouri's words, Mu Tianyuan was immediately... stunned. Why was Uncle Mouri suddenly thinking of inviting him to cultivate his mind? He didn't have that artistic bug. He just couldn't understand that stuff! "Anyway... you have a holiday tomorrow. Young people shouldn't stay home all day. You should go out more, and looking at art helps cultivate your mind!"
Uncle Mouri suddenly approached Mu Tianyuan with a "I'm doing this for your own good" look, forcefully patting Mu Tianyuan's shoulder and starting to urge him in the tone of an elder advising a junior.
It's so boring just me and that kid Conan. If I drag Mu Tianyuan, this guy I get along with, along, then I'll have someone to talk to, won't I? "I don't stay home all day..."
Although Mu Tianyuan didn't know why Uncle Mouri wanted to drag him along, he still explained with a twitching mouth. Who told you I stay home all day? Who told you I don't go out? I often go out to the streets to look at beautiful women every now and then! The distance I travel is definitely much more than you, Uncle, who stays holed up in the office all day! Ultimately, Mu Tianyuan was still persuaded by Uncle Mouri. The next afternoon, he followed the excited Ran, the half-dead Conan,
and Uncle Mouri to that Medieval Art Museum. After arriving at the museum, Ran... either understood or didn't understand, but she was certainly excited. She would stop and gaze at each painting for a long time. Meanwhile, Mu Tianyuan, Uncle Mouri, and Conan followed behind Ran like three glum retainers. Those who knew would say they were there to appreciate art and cultivate their minds. Those who didn't would think they were going to a funeral... After following Ran around, Little Fox, who had been listless on Mu Tianyuan's neck, suddenly perked up and yelled at Mu Tianyuan via their private line: "Woodhead, quick look, there's roasted chicken over there!"
"Roasted chicken?"
Hearing Little Fox's words, Mu Tianyuan was first startled, then looked at Little Fox with a sympathetic expression and said, "Poor kid, have you been so influenced by art that you're having hallucinations?"
"I'm not having hallucinations! There really is roasted chicken!"
Little Fox replied, excitedly looking towards another direction of the exhibition hall and wagging her tail. Mu Tianyuan heard Little Fox's words and still looked at Little Fox with pity and said, "You're definitely hallucinating. This is an art museum, not a restaurant. Where would roasted chicken come from? If there were roasted chicken here, it wouldn't be so empty except for... the staff and us."
Roasted chicken, indeed. Little Fox didn't even look at where they were. This was an art museum! If he could sell roasted chicken, would he look like he was about to go out of business? Then Mu Tianyuan muttered, "Honestly, I think if he sold roasted chicken here, as long as it wasn't particularly bad, he'd definitely have more people than now..."
"But there really is roasted chicken!"
Little Fox yelled excitedly, looking at the roasted chicken she had spotted. Ran had just finished admiring a piece of art. She turned her head and saw Little Fox looking excited. She immediately looked at Mu Tianyuan curiously and asked, "Xiao Mu, what's wrong with Little Fox?"
"Nothing, she probably saw roasted chicken. You know, every time she sees roasted chicken, she gets as excited as Shinichi seeing a dead body."
Mu Tianyuan naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he just changed the subject and shrugged at Ran, replying.
Conan, who was standing by, rolled his dead fish eyes at Mu Tianyuan. Darn it, what did I ever do to you? Why are you dragging me into this? Why are you comparing me to your fox? Ran listened to Mu Tianyuan's words and shook her head with a smile: "You're joking again. Where would roasted chicken come from in an art museum?"
Hearing Ran's reply, Mu Tianyuan turned to look at Little Fox with a raised eyebrow. I knew Little Fox's claim was unreliable. See, even Ran thinks so.
But just then, Mu Tianyuan heard Ran mumble, "Come to think of it, Shinichi facing a case is indeed just like Little Fox seeing roasted chicken..."
Conan: "..."
That Mu Tianyuan... is one thing, but my dear Ran, how could you say that about me too...?
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