If you need to go to other places for investigation, it is more convenient to have a car.

Chi Feichi fed Feichi all the strawberries along the way. When he went to the underground parking lot, he threw the plastic bag into the trash can. He turned around and saw Wuming squatting on the street.

After the sky cleared, the sun quickly dried up the water on the road. A certain white cat squatted on the roadside, tilting its head and licking its fur little by little. After Chi Feichi's figure disappeared at the entrance of the parking lot, he stood up and stretched himself.

He lazily walked toward Conan and the others with light and slow steps.

“Huh?” Conan, Heiji Hattori, and Kogoro Mori were waiting for Ike Feichi on the street. When they turned around, they saw the white cat coming. They were a little surprised and said, “It’s a cat.”

 “She’s really beautiful,” Hattori Heiji squatted down and stretched out his hand toward Wuming, “There’s no pet tag…”

　　Unnamed walked closer, sniffed Hattori Heiji's extended hand, looked up at Hattori Heiji and Conan, his big blue eyes were cute and harmless, and his voice was a little weak, "Meow..."

 “Is he feeling unwell?” Conan squatted down curiously.

Mouri Kogoro stood aside and saw the white cat rubbing the pocket on Hattori Heiji's side, "I think it's probably hungry. Did you bring the leftover glutinous rice cake with you?"

"Ah, I'm worried that little Conan will be hungry if the investigation lasts very late." Hattori Heiji took out the glutinous rice cake wrapped in a plastic bag from his pocket, opened it and put it on the ground with a smile, "But since the kitten is hungry, then

Just give it Conan’s food~”

 Conan glanced at Hattori Heiji, childish, would he compete with a cat for food?

 Wuming lowered his head and ate the glutinous rice cake, elegantly and steadily.

 Hattori Heiji reached out and touched it gently, and found that the white cat did not resist or show excessive vigilance or rejection. He smiled and started petting the cat, "This cat is really good."

Conan reached out and touched Wuming, "Yes."

"It must be a cat owned by someone. Although it doesn't wear a pet tag, it is very clean and willing to get close to people." Hattori Heiji petted the cat for a while and felt that the cat was indeed clean. He felt a little regretful, "What a pity. My mother

I want to keep a cat, but I haven’t found the right one..."

After eating the glutinous rice cake, Wuming allowed Hattori Heiji to pull his arm and give him a hug. He meowed twice, and his voice gradually became a little hoarse.

Conan ran to the convenience store again to buy mineral water and paper cups, and watched Wuming drink the water happily.

When Chi Feichi drove the car to the roadside, Hattori Heiji and Conan, one large and one small, were still squatting on the roadside.

“It’s true,” Mouri Kogoro walked to the car and saw the two people over there indulged in playing with cats. He didn’t leave in a hurry and lit a cigarette. “Children are children.”
Chapter completed!