Chapter 111 German Shepherd

To be honest, Sonoko is very envious of Xiaolan now.

Because the talking cat chose Xiaolan but not itself.

She also wants to have a talking cat!
How majestic is that?
Moreover, having such a special cat can also be used to seduce boys...

By then, there will definitely be many outstanding boys who will take the initiative to contact me.

Yuanzi couldn't help but start to daydream.

"Choose you? Why should I choose you?" The ragdoll orange cat spoke up, breaking Yuanzi's fantasy and asked back, "You are not a unicorn."

Xiaolan: “…”

Sure enough, she really wants to hit the cat now!
Thinking of this, Xiaolan hugged the ragdoll orange cat with a little more strength.

"Hey! Wait..." The panicked voice of the ragdoll orange cat sounded in Xiaolan's arms.

"I can't breathe..."

…………

that's it.

Without Ze Yu's knowledge, the cat in his house became Xiaolan's.

In order to live in Xiaolan's home, the ragdoll orange cat negotiated with Xiaolan and finally reached three rules.

First, under normal circumstances, the Ragdoll Orange Cat cannot speak casually, so as not to attract the attention of certain forces and capture him for dissection and research.

Second, Ragdoll cats cannot destroy furniture at will.

Third, be obedient.

In fact, regarding the first point, Xiaolan was just overthinking it.

You know, the Ragdoll Orange Cat is one of the commanders of the Fang Group. He has an extremely powerful status and influence. Apart from Ze Yu, who dares to touch him?

In addition, even if we ignore status and only consider strength, once a ragdoll orange cat gets angry, it can sink an island with one claw.

His white and orange mixed hair can withstand most weapons on Earth. No one except Ze Yu can catch him.

Regarding the second point, you should know that the person who likes to destroy furniture the most in Maori's family is Xiaolan herself.

Even Xiaolan herself didn't know how much furniture she had broken, so she felt it was a bit inappropriate to say this.

However, the Ragdoll Orange Cat itself is not a cat that particularly likes to cause damage... No matter what others think, he thinks so anyway. Even if he accidentally destroys some furniture or the house occasionally, it is because those things are too fragile, so it is not his fault.

Regarding the third point, the ragdoll orange cat agreed on the spot when asked to be obedient. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he himself knew.

…………

night.

After dinner in the restaurant, Kogoro Mouri was bored, so he took Xiaolan and Conan for a walk near the Mouri Detective Agency.

Of course, such a scene would definitely not be complete without a newly added ragdoll orange cat.

"Really? It's already troublesome enough for me to raise Conan." Uncle Maori couldn't help but complain while taking a walk, "Why do I need to raise a cat?"

"Dad, it's okay. It's just a cat and it's easy to raise." Xiaolan smiled awkwardly.

The ragdoll orange cat shook its head, looking relaxed and contented, ignoring the uncle's complaints.

Only Conan's face looked a little dark.

Why is it that lately everyone likes to make fun of him and involve him in everything?

He is innocent, okay!

Conan thought so and walked to the door of a certain house and suddenly stopped.

"This is..." Conan blinked, raised his hand and pointed at the house, and said with a childlike face: "Uncle Maori, Sister Xiaolan, this is John's home!"

"I remember this family." Xiaolan smiled and recalled: "I remember when I was in elementary school, Shinichi often brought some bread here to feed John. Now that I think about it, it's been so long."

The ragdoll orange cat suddenly looked up at Xiaolan and asked curiously: "Can cats eat bread?"

To Uncle Maori and Conan, his voice sounded just like an ordinary cat's meow, but Xiaolan understood what he meant.

This is the special ability of the Ragdoll Orange Cat. When he talks to other creatures, he can choose between public channels and private channels.

Xiaolan shook her head gently, indicating that she didn't know.

The ragdoll orange cat was thoughtful and decided to find an opportunity to try it. He seemed to have never eaten bread in his entire life.

When he was at home, Zeyu never allowed him to eat anything randomly, for fear that he would get an upset stomach, so the ragdoll orange cat had never tried many delicious foods.

Sometimes, the Ragdoll Orange Cat is also speechless.

A strong cat like him would never get an upset stomach no matter how much he eats.

I really don’t know what Ze Yu is worried about?
Forget it, don't think about this.

Anyway, now that he has slipped out and is free, he can eat whatever he wants.

He must take advantage of this time to eat all the delicious food he has never tasted.

Otherwise, I would be caught by Ze Yu and wouldn’t be able to eat anything. That would be too sad.

This is what the Ragdoll Orange Cat thinks.

Uncle Maori quietly approached the door, looked at the house number, and read it word by word: "Sakaguchi Masayoshi... I seem to have heard this name somewhere before?"

Conan came over and interrupted, "He is a very famous lawyer."

"Oh, I remember now." Uncle Maori said with sudden enlightenment, "He is a lawyer who specializes in handling juvenile cases. He is very famous."

"Dad, when I was in the third grade..." Xiaolan seemed to remember something and frowned and said, "Did a junior high school student commit suicide in their family?"

As soon as the words fell...

Uncle Maori was about to answer when he heard a scream coming from the house behind him.

"what!"

"What happened?!" Uncle Maori's face became very serious, and he rushed into Sakaguchi Masayoshi's house and knocked on the door.

"Open the door quickly!"

The next moment, the door was pushed open.

A woman knelt weakly on the ground, her face full of fear, as if she had been seriously frightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaolan comforted.

The woman said intermittently: "The dog..."

"Is it John?" Conan asked anxiously, "What's wrong with it? What happened?"

"He jumped on Xiaogang and killed him!" The woman mustered up her courage, but there was still a hint of fear on her face.

Upon hearing this, Conan immediately rushed into the house, and Uncle Maori and Xiaolan followed quickly.

Sure enough, I saw a figure falling against the wall on the stairs inside the house, his head hitting the wall, his eyes wide open, obviously dead.

"How could it be..." Conan's face was solemn. Just as he was about to run over and take a closer look, he was grabbed by the collar by Uncle Maori who came and threw him aside, with his head hitting the ground.

"It hurts."

Conan touched his aching head, stood up, looked up, and saw the German Shepherd standing on the stairs.

It's John!
(End of this chapter)