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Chapter 3 Night

After Xiaolan returned to her room, her heart was still 'thumping,' she said nervously that she recalled the scene just now and felt so embarrassed that she knew she had to take off her clothes when she took a shower, she rushed in rashly.

"What is the tattoo on my cousin's back?" Xiaolan suddenly remembered that when he saw Okata taking off his clothes, he seemed to see the tattoos on his back that were not as patterns at all.

Now calm down and think about it, Xiaolan felt that her cousin seemed to turn around in order to prevent her from seeing the tattoo.

In Koran's impression, Yusuke Okabata was gentle and elegant, and his academic performance was always very good. Later, he was admitted to a prestigious university, which was worthy of the family's pride. But he never dreamed that his cousin had a rebellious side, learning to tattoo and embroidery on his body.

"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore, so I'd better cook breakfast. My cousin has been on the plane for so long, so he probably didn't eat well." Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and walked towards the kitchen.

......

After taking a shower, Ogata changed into his uncle Maori's bathrobe and returned to his room.

Close the window, Yusuke Okabata put the magazines he brought from his backpack in the small bookshelf connected to the wardrobe. After taking out the magazines, his backpack suddenly became empty and soft.

At the bottom of the back, Okara gently took out a small wooden box worth more than ten centimeters. The texture of the wooden box was clearly visible and showed a faint brown-brown color, giving people a very simple feeling. He placed the wooden box under his pillow.

After doing all this, Ogata used a hair dryer to blow his hair. He was quite satisfied with his appearance in this life... Although it is said that a Taoist should not behave like a person, his face is still a sign and will play a great role.

Lying in bed, Yusuke Okabata habitually sorted out his thoughts. He came to Japan where he had just lived. When he was going abroad, his father had already saved some money, which was enough for him to buy some daily necessities and clothes these days.

The next thing is to find a job that I like. When I think of myself, as long as I stay with this family, murders will happen all the time. As a forensic doctor, Yusuke Okata feels that his life is not boring and step-by-step, but fulfilling and exciting.

......

By the time of supper, the family had already gathered to celebrate Okata's first meal back to Japan.

Kogoro Mori took out several cans of beer from the refrigerator. Regardless of Xiaolan's obstruction, he handed one of them to Yusuke Okabaya and said with a smile: "Let go and eat, and live here well from now on. We are a family."

He laughed, and when he thought of the hundreds of thousands more in his bank account and the reason he could find a reason to drink to his heart's content, he couldn't help but feel proud.

Yusuke Okabata did not feel embarrassed, opened the beer and started drinking and chatting with his uncle who was a little bit vulgar.

Koran and Conan looked at the old and young man helplessly. It seemed that today would not be able to stop the drunk Kogoro Mouri from no matter what.

At the dinner table, Kogoro Mouri began to brag about his common prosperity, from the beginning when he was a policeman, to the recent cracks of several murders and being in the newspaper, laughing proudly.

Yusuke Okabata drank two cans, and his alcohol capacity was pretty good. It should be fine to drink five or six cans in a row. Listening to Kogoro Mouri telling his past experience, Conan looked helpless and pulled the table early, as if he couldn't stand this nonsense Uncle Mouri.

Koran could only persuade Kogoro Mouri to drink less alcohol, because before he knew it, many empty cans were piled up beside him.

"Cousin, is it difficult forensic doctors to learn?" Xiaolan asked at Yusuke Okabata.

Yusuke Okabata thought for a while and replied: "That's right, there are not many people studying medicine at Columbia University, but relatively few people study forensics."

"Oh, cousin, what kind of job will you find when you return to the country?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

Yusuke Okabata already had some clues, so he said: "I'll check if there are any judicial authorities hiring autopsy staff in the past few days."

"Haha, are you going to apply for an autopsy? This is included in me. Police Officer Muro, who searches for the first department, is my good friend. I'll ask him for help." Kogoro Mouri burped and said in a drunken state.

Okata and Koran looked at each other, and they smiled bitterly. It was estimated that Kogoro Mouri would forget about this after the incident.

Kogoro Mouri, who had drunk several cans of beer in a row, finally lay drunk on the table. Because he finally got the opportunity to drink openly, he was so drunk that he was unconscious under Xiaolan's annoyed eyes.

Yusuke Okabata, who kept his mind cleared, helped Xiaolan clean up a plate of leftover tables and pick up the empty cans.

"Xiaolan, you must have suffered a lot, right?" Okata asked when he saw that Xiaolan, who was at the age of having fun, was controlling the housework.

The busy Xiaolan repeatedly refused to help but couldn't resist the latter. Seeing him suddenly asking such a question, she smiled and said, "I'm used to it. In fact, my father is very nice to me, but I'm just confused."

"Yes." Okata glanced at Kogoro Mori who was sleeping on the sofa.

......

Conan and Kogoro slept in the same room, while Koran was alone. When Okara found Conan, he was reading a book.

"Have you been asleep yet?" Okata walked to Conan and asked slowly.

Conan looked up and saw that Isuke Okata, and nodded: "I used to reading some books before going to bed."

"Oh? What are you looking at?" Okata glanced at the cover of the book in Conan's hand.

But I found that it was a very in-depth physics book, probably found on Kogoro Mouri's bookshelf. Okara smiled, as he was at his age, and he was still reading Shiraki.

"Just take a look." Conan scratched his head, put down the book, and smiled like a child.

Okata said, "You are a great little devil." After that, he opened Kogoro Mori's bookshelf with a smile to see if he could find books that would be helpful to him.

Conan looked at the man's figure, for some reason, but he always felt like he had seen something through.

"Impossible, this guy has only been to Japan for one day." Conan shook his head slightly, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Okara found a book about the Japanese constitution on the bookshelf and returned to his room.

He fell on the bed and flipped open the pages. At this time, the phone rang and looked at the name of the call displayed, but his mother, who was far away in the United States.

After chatting for a few minutes, Okata hung up and felt the longing that was far away on the other side of the ocean.
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