"Good morning, doctor." Bai Yu held the computer and pushed open the door of the doctor's house.
"...Ah, good morning!" Dr. Ali had obviously just gotten up. It was almost eight o'clock now, so he sat down at the dining table to have breakfast. "Xiaoyu, why are you here?"
"I'm here to rub the table at the doctor's house." Bai Yu put on his slippers and put his computer on the table. He said half-jokingly, "The table at home is not suitable at all, so I had to come here. How about I help again?"
Doctor, how about changing a table and giving me this one?"
"Haha, that's not possible." The doctor laughed, "When people get old, they always like to miss the past. I have used this table for more than ten years, and it is still very affectionate. Xiaoyu, if you like, you can come here often! As for
It’s better to leave the table to me, an old man.”
"Then there will be more interruptions from now on." Bai Yu said smoothly.
Instead of cleaning up after breakfast and then starting his daily explosion test, Bai Yu sat cross-legged on the carpet and started writing his code. Haiyuan occasionally came out of the basement to use the toilet or get something. It was quiet and normal.
Like the time when I first came to Japan.
Near noon, Conan slowly came to the doctor's house on his skateboard. The reason why he skated instead of riding was because there was something wrong with the solar turbine skateboard the doctor made for him. It couldn't be driven by solar energy. It could only be used as an ordinary skateboard.
Paddling over slowly.
"Doctor!" The door opened with a click.
Conan walked in with his skateboard in his arms and greeted the doctor while changing his slippers. When he saw Bai Yu was there, he felt guilty for some reason, "Ah... Brother Bai Yu is here too."
Bai Yu nodded in response, but kept his eyes fixed on the screen. At this time, Bai Yu could not be disturbed. He still remembered the last time he interrupted him... he would burst into tears if he talked too much.
Conan walked past the small table in a very knowledgeable voice to discuss the issue of skateboarding with the doctor.
"The damage is quite serious!" Bosch disassembled the skateboard's turbo accelerator baffle and used a small light to observe the parts inside.
"The method you used was a bit too violent. You could damage the metal components to this extent."
"Sorry, sorry." Conan touched his head in embarrassment, "But there's nothing we can do about it. Oh, by the way, how long will it take for the doctor to repair this?"
"It will take a whole day." The doctor said, "The main reason is that there are not enough parts. I have to place an order and let them make another batch."
"Oh, yes, the new...Conan." The doctor quickly changed his words, "It's almost noon, let's stay and eat together."
"Eat?" Conan looked at the kitchen, which was obviously untouched. "Doctor, you don't seem to have cooked, right? If you order takeout, I might as well go back to my uncle's house now."
"Of course I'm not ordering takeout." The doctor touched his belly dejectedly, "Xiao Ai said the takeout food is too oily and won't let me eat it."
"But Xiaoyu said that he would have lunch with us today. Although it won't be too much, there will definitely be meat." The doctor suddenly became happy again, "And with one more person, Xiaoai will definitely not restrict me too much."
Just when the doctor's wishful thinking was in full swing, Haiyuan, who happened to come out of the basement, listened to the doctor's words word for word.
"Oh! That's it. Then add an extra plate, doctor, and let's eat separately."
"Ah! Don't..." He didn't look at Bai Yu with a sad face. In the past, Bai Yu would come over to play the role of peacemaker and help the doctor out, but obviously not today.
Bai Yu was still sitting cross-legged behind the desk, staring at the screen. It was obvious that his attention was completely focused on his code, and he probably didn't even know what was happening here.
SO. Dr. blood loss.
When lunch was delivered, Bai Yu was still addicted to the computer and couldn't extricate himself. The doctor sat at the dining table and watched that his food had been completely petrified. Conan stared at his plate, as if he wanted to see it as a flower.
Haiyuan sighed and took out his mobile phone.
"Deng Deng..."
Bai Yu took out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button without looking at it. His left hand was still typing on the keyboard.
"time to eat."
"Oh, I got it."
After a brief two-sentence conversation, the two hung up the phone at the same time.
Haiyuan walked towards his seat, Bai Yu also stopped to save the data and then walked towards the dining table.
Conan was shocked by Haiyuan's action of calling Bai Yu, who was just a short distance away, to eat. But looking at Haiyuan's skillful appearance, he must have often called Bai Yu to eat like this.
But think about it, with his focused look, he would only pay attention to the equally important cell phone ringtone.
After lunch, everyone went back to their places, and Conan went back to do his homework. Haiyuan went to the basement again, Bai Yu went back to his small square table to continue writing programs, and the doctor went out to order a batch of parts for repair at a familiar shop.
Conan's skateboard.
Soon Bai Yu was the only one left in the entire living room.
After waiting quietly for a while, Bai Yu stood up, found a roll of transparent tape from the doctor's toolbox, tore off a finger-long section, and stuck it on the skateboard shell that Edogawa Conan had taken.
Looking at the faint fingerprint marks on the tape, Bai Yu stood quietly for a while, turned off the computer, and left the doctor's house with the computer in his arms.