Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

"So that's it."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhu Fu did not blame him at all. Instead, he patted Lin Xiuyi on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

"It's just a minor injury. Boys get bumps and bruises all the time, so don't blame yourselves too much."

Lady Morofushi, standing nearby, carefully examined her son's injuries, muttering to herself as she did so.
"I've told you so many times to be careful when playing in the water, but you just won't listen..."

“Mom, it’s really nothing,” Morofushi Kagemitsu glanced at Furuya Rei and Yamamura Misao beside him, scratching his head somewhat embarrassedly. “The doctor has already treated my wound. She also said that it will heal in just one week, and then we can go fishing together.”

Now that they had escorted Morobushi Kagemitsu home, Lin Xiuyi and the others took their leave.

“It’s so late, you must be hungry after running around all day,” Mr. Morofushi said with a gentle smile. “Why don’t you have a simple meal at home and let me, your mother, Kagemitsu, cook for you?”

Lin Xiuyi bowed slightly: "We've already caused you a lot of trouble, so we won't—"

"If you don't stay for dinner, it means you hate me!"

Morofushi Kagemitsu suddenly sat up straight on the sofa, the bandage on his knee slightly curled up due to the sudden movement.

His voice held a childlike stubbornness, but his eyes were already red.
"I'm never playing with you guys again!"

Rei Furuya quickly retorted, "Who hates you! We're best friends!"

"That's right!" Yamamura Misao quickly chimed in, "Kagemitsu, don't talk nonsense!"

As the boy spoke, his eyes were still fixed on the direction of the kitchen, clearly indicating that he had already heard Jingguang talk about the Zhufu family's delicacies.

Lin Xiu noticed that Zhu Fujingguang was staring at him intently, as if the little guy would burst into tears if he said he was leaving again.

He exchanged a helpless glance with Kogoro Mouri and Hidekazu Fukuda, and could only nod in agreement to stay for dinner.

Mrs. Morofushi poked her head out of the kitchen, a few specks of flour on her apron: "Great! I made extra miso soup. Go wash your hands, dinner will be ready soon."

Morofushi Kagemitsu was helped to wash his hands by Yamamura Misao and Furuya Rei, with Mori Kogoro and Fukuda Hidekazu following behind to help take care of him.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiuyi pulled Mr. Zhu Fu to a corner of the living room and solemnly reminded him...
"Mr. Morofushi, there's something I think I should tell you. When we came here just now, we saw a man on the street corner."

“He was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a dark trench coat, and he kept staring at your house with a very strange look in his eyes, full of hostility.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhu Fu's smile faded.

He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "I know who you're talking about."

Lin Xiuyi was somewhat surprised: "You know him?"

“Yes, I know him.” Mr. Zhu Fu’s gaze turned to the window, a complex emotion in his eyes. “His name is Tomoichi, and he’s from town.”

At this point, Mr. Morofushi's voice suddenly became very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something.
“Tomoyuki, his daughter Tomoyuki Yuri... was once my student.”

"In the past?" Lin Xiu frowned immediately.

The kitchen echoed with the clatter of dishes clattering together, mingled with the laughter of children.

The soothing background music only made the ensuing conversation seem even more somber.

"Wai Shouyouli is not only my student, but also Jingguang's childhood playmate. The two children are childhood sweethearts and have a very good relationship."

“A few months ago, the school organized a spring outing…” Mr. Zhu Fu took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with the corner of his clothes, his movements so slow it seemed like he was stalling for time.

"Midway there, Li suddenly said she had a stomachache. When I saw that something was wrong, I quickly carried her into the car and took her to the hospital."

His fingers trembled slightly.

"Unexpectedly... it was too late in the end. Acute appendicitis led to peritonitis, and he couldn't be saved."

Mr. Zhu Fu's tone was full of regret: "Yu Li is a very well-behaved child, and he is also good at studying. No one expected that something like this would happen."

Lin Xiuyi was somewhat incredulous: "Because of this, he hates you? Isn't this just a complete accident?"

"Xiao Jing has been feeling down for a while now,"

Suddenly, Yamamura Misao's voice rang out. He and Furuya Rei had sneaked over unnoticed and were eavesdropping from behind the sofa.
"Is it because Youri isn't here?"

Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was not far away, heard his words and froze on the spot, his eyes instantly turning red.

He bit his lip and nodded, his voice barely audible: "Yuri and I grew up together..."

Rei Furuya stood awkwardly beside his friend, his small hand hesitantly patting Kagemitsu Morofushi's shoulder.

“Since then, Mr. Gaisho has often appeared near my house,”

Mr. Morofushi glanced at his son, put his glasses back on, and his voice regained its calmness.
“I can understand his pain… After all, Yuri was his only family. Losing his daughter was hard for Mr. Tomomori to accept, which is why he took his anger out on me.”

"Your only relative?" Lin Xiuyi keenly grasped the key point.

“A few years ago, Mr. Tomomori was in a car accident. His wife and mother died in the accident, leaving him and his daughter to depend on each other,” Mr. Morofushi said with emotion. “Perhaps because of this, he is very strict with Yuri, for fear of losing his daughter again.”

“Before the picnic, Yuli had a big argument with her father.”

Zhu Fujingguang raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Youli said she wanted to participate in the city's painting competition, but Uncle Waishou disagreed, saying it would affect her studies."

"Youli was furious. When she left, she shouted that she would never come back... I never expected that her words would actually come true."

Mr. Morofushi sighed: "Ever since Yuri left, Mr. Tomomori's mental state has been unstable. He keeps saying that Yuri didn't die, and that I hid her."

“In the past few months, he has gone to the school to cause trouble several times, insisting that I hand over Youli.”

"Did you call the police?" Lin Xiuyi asked.

"I reported it, but the police couldn't do anything. He didn't do anything drastic, so they could only give him a verbal warning."

Mr. Zhufu shook his head.

“I know he’s suffering inside. His daughter is his everything, and it’s normal that he can’t accept losing her all of a sudden. He should be fine once he gets to terms with it.”

“I don’t think it’s that simple.” Lin Xiuyi disagreed. “Since he’s convinced that Yuri isn’t dead, it means he’s developed a cognitive bias. In that case, he might do something extreme. Mr. Morofushi, you’d better be careful.”

Just as Mr. Morofushi was about to say something more, Mrs. Morofushi came out of the kitchen carrying dishes: "Dinner's ready!" (End of Chapter)